Can't Hold Us
By Bartan Tirix
For Jinx Montalgo

	The winds were raging in the dark, blowing harshly against the near empty apartment building where the black dragon was attempting to rest. The couch wasn't the most comfortable, but it was something. Let alone, he didn't feel right climbing into someone else's bed, even if they were not here.
	Then there was the thought of them actually being able to make it back here in such a storm, the rain heavily pelting the windowed door that lead out to the balcony. Calling earlier saying that they were just going to crash at some motel, regardless if they were maybe fifteen minutes away. The storm didn't seem to be that bad, but Jinx was just glad his friends weren't taking the risk.
	Though, that still didn't make the latex dragon feel at ease. Almost shivering everytime the wind howled, swaying the trees outside and causing the streetlight he depended on for low light vision to become divided and cut off in sections. The movement keeping him awake, along with that sharp ticking of a wall mounted grandfather clock. Counting down the seconds and keeping track of the rumbles that followed the violent flashes of light.
	It was enough to nearly drive the black one insane, tossing to his other side again for the third time tonight and accidently getting his whisker caught under his pillow. Causing the anthro dragon to growl at the slight sting and wondering if he just needed something to help him sleep. Warm milk, maybe? Anything warm sounded pleasing really.
	Times like this, Jinx wished he could tolerate clothing. Flipping the blankets off him and carefully making his way to the kitchen, fully exposed. Granted, looking very smooth and wingless. Scanning the darkness with those grey discs and attempting to see his way though and search for the damn lightswitch on the wall. Still unsure or not used to where it is in this place. You'd think they'd all have like glow-in-the-dark stickers or something.
	No luck there, aside from nearly knocking over a few framed pictures. But the digital clock on the stove was spotted, half remembering where it was in perspective of the fridge. A bright flash finally aided him before shaking the building a bit, sending those instincts to puff out his hollow body slightly. Swearing he heard something... Close? Like there was someone in the apartment here with the dragon.
	But silence filled the rooms. Just the rain, wind, and that constant ticking that started to get under his scales. Reaching for the refrigerator door as the clock sent a loud chime that startled the latex one, enough to get him to growl at the sudden reflex of such a thing. At least no one was here to see it, opening the door and shielding his eyes from the light within the cooling shelf.
	Only to have the power go out. From the building, from the streets, seeing nothing but black outside the window. Then those instincts returned... There was something in here with Jinx. Searching the counters for any source of battery powered light, and accidently tapping a light that rested face up. Piercing the shadows and taken as if some sort of weapon against the darkness that loomed over the apartment.
	He scanned it, only to find a swivel chair out of place and into a small hallway... One that clearly was not there before. Vibes of caution crawled up his black back as the latex dragon slowly approached the thing, seeing something resting within. Quickly spinning it around to find-!
	A corn snake? A female one that only giggled, curled up in the chair. "Bubbles?" Jinx asked. "How did you get in here?"
	"That's..." She started, slightly disappointed. "That's not what you're supposed to ask."
	"Supposed to ask?"
	"Try again." The black one grumbled again, getting a gesture from the orange and white serpent to reattempt.
	"When did you get here?"
	"That's not-" She grumbled. "Again, that's not the right question."
	"Why are you in this chair-?"
	"Close enough." She rolled her eyes. "I'm the distraction."
	"Distraction-?" Then it clicked, before he even finished repeating the word. Feeling that cold wind rush behind him in slow motion before he was quickly captured inside a burlap sack. Tripped and completely sealed, hitting the tiled floor with a faint thud and a grumble as two little ones ensured the bag was tight. All while the snake couldn't control her giggling.
	"That was a lot of fun. Thanks for letting me be a part of this you two." Then the latex dragon started to hear... A dramatic sting? "G-guys...? No... No...!" Then a struggle as Bubbles yelped and soon became muffled.
	"Bubbles? Everything okay?" Another female voice was heard, one familiar to Jinx as well. Soon hearing that dramatic sting again, though this time hearing the blue jay just grumble loudly before being taken down and sacked as well.

	Constant mumbling was slowly surfacing the dragon to consciousness, as the lights turned on overhead. Finding himself in a chair and shielding his eyes from the bright cone, the mumbles and whimpers of the two females were heard more frequently as those grey discs adjusted, seeing them restrained within their own chairs, nearly flanking him.
	Jinx stood up from his without trouble, but upon doing so felt the floor under him sink very slightly. A loud clunk was heard and a series of hisses soon followed, hearing the two whimper and moan before taking deeper breaths. Their clothing of V-necks and shorts starting to grow tighter as the dragon moved off the large switch... Only to run into an invisible wall.
	Retreating back to his chair only revealed another one, as well as two on the sides as well, a little ways ahead of the whining females. Their middles already starting to look a little plump as they struggled against the chairs they were tied to. Getting the latex one to feel around for any opening to the strange barriers, both high and low. Spotting a hose leading to the back of each occupied chair, thick and with plenty of slack far behind each one.
	The corn serpent's orange muzzle was tied shut, as was the bird's beak. Still allowing them to breath in heavy breaths as their shirts continued to swell up. Starting with the middle, then witnessing the air begin to flow through their chest pillows. Straining the cheaply made shirts that seemed to have some sort of message hidden on them. One that was only revealed more as they began to grow bigger and bigger.
	Their two white bellies started to escape from under the fabric cages, really showing their rounded forms as they began to dip from off the chairs. White scales with several small sections of black on the snake's underside, while her friend seemed to have a cleaner, feathered style. Looking rather soft as the latex dragon attempted to feel for it on the other side of the forcefield, but nothing was actually felt besides its warmth.
	Sharper whimpers from the two as the hoses seemed to get louder, growing all those spheres slightly faster while slipping into other areas. Thighs, haunches that Jinx could barely see, as the plump white orbs started to bloat out of the shirt's collar. Folding around the seams and reaching into the female's cheeks.
	It was starting to become hard to tell where the groans were coming from. Be it the furniture, the clothing that was growing thinner and thinner, or the victims themselves. But soon after, a large crack in the field was spotted on both sides, caving into the pressure of both bellies against them and Jinx seen where this was going. Whimpering slightly as he was trapped between them, the small clear fissures scattering across the air as the volume increased in pitch.
	Until the forcefields shattered, causing those large bellies and chest pillows to squish the latex dragon inbetween their collision. The air still flowing from behind, force feeding Brooke's and Bubbles' undersides as they continued to swallow the black one's lower half. Snaring him within the two growing spheres as their breasts proceeded to struggle against the thin clothing, unable to read that message as it soon became too close to his muzzle.
	Several more moments of creeks were heard as those squishy bellies began to become much more taut. Almost feeling the air inside them start to shift to the two female's backsides and finally break the chairs they were restrained in. Though, causing them to become too big to escape or move enough before that pressure increased! Inflating those haunches greatly as those thin shirts attempted to hold on.
	More lights were turned on when Bubbles and Brooke's bodies outgrew the single cone of light, illuminating enough for Jinx to make out... A red and white stripped ceiling? Were they in a large circus tent!? Regardless of the latex dragon's struggles, the two muzzled girls were still becoming blimps by some unknown host. Though he did have a few guesses who was behind such a thing.
	Regardless, the black one's main task was to find a way to release these two before this got out of hand. Still attempting to struggle against the ever increasing white bellies as their twin peaks above drew closer and closer. One loud snap after another as some give was felt on the lower and back end of each body, but the shirts remained... SOMEHOW.
	He could feel their legs start to swell up, the snake's tail take in some of the volume as their bodies grew very tight. Bosoms ballooning out of every opening they could from those shirts, until one small thread was forced to break, causing a large chain reaction and ripping Brooke's fabric in one fluid motion. The escaped body pillow slamming into Jinx' muzzle like a tight drum, sending a ripple into the serpent's pair and causing the same exact thing. Squishing his entire body between two massive bellies and four white hills.
	The relief felt nice for the females, regardless of the faint struggles of the dragon caught between. Yet, the pressure increased once more, flowing air into their bodies and swelling them to greater and greater sizes. Ballooned butts quickly pressing up to the tent's walls and rounding every curve with each pump as they continued to whimper. Their songs ever constant with the very creeks and groans of their bodies as the walls of the Big Top started to take their shape.
	Striped canvass morphed into a large dome while ballooned body parts started to peek through underneath. Straining the stake nails that keep the thing grounded as orange and white bubbles started to flow out of the main doorway. The constant sounds of balloons rubbing against balloons filled the white area outside before the tent finally collapsed and the bloated two were set free... Only to feel that pressure increase drastically. Doubling their size every several seconds as something within their forms shifted...
	The gasses. Causing them to become lighter and lighter, lifting their bodies up high into the air with several long ropes around each appendage. Leaving Jinx on the ground and witness the two climb into the air, joining several others around the sizes of very large parade balloons. Some of which were a red and white female dragon, a brown and white T-rex, as well as a blue dragon with a pink mane. A moving scale of the Ericsson Globe strolling under them, coming off about half the size of a single balloon.
	"Where is this?" The latex dragon mumbled, looking around what seemed to be an endless field of pillows before seeing two small creatures; a brassling and a wolfling sitting side by side. Almost spooking Jinx with a chirp.
	"Hi!" They both greeted, wagging their tails in sync. Getting a cautious look from those grey eyes.
	"...I finally understand why others are scared of you two."
	"We needed to get you out of that place!" The brass one chirped.
	"It was about to be hit by a toilet seat from outer space!"
	"It's called a phone call- wait, what?"
	"Nevermind." The wolf started. "Point is...!" The two nodded in sync once again and chirped at the same time.
	"We threw a Hatchday party for you!!" A blank stare from the black one.
	"...I still say a phone call would've worked."
	"Where's the fun in that?" The brassling snorted.
	"I hope you enjoyed phase one of your party!" They nearly jumped in excitement, gesturing above them.
	"We've restrained the Dads just for you!" A noise in question from Jinx as he got up and followed them.
	"You can do whatever you like with them!"
	"And they're okay with this?" The two shrugged in response.
	"It's your Hatchday, they're not allowed to have an opinion." Rev's statement actually made the black one chuckle, coming up to three large creatures that were restrained. Completely muzzled and shackled with strange, light-based cuffs.
	"You'll find a variety of tools and toys over on the shelves, just press the button on the panels!" The brassling stated, while the two rubbed their bodies against the black latex.
	"Nothing is off limits, and we have relieved their censor if you wish to play around with them that way!"
	"Enjoy!" The two chirped and scampered off, leaving Jinx to look back and forth at the three that were restrained: The counterweight six legged bear. The brass titan of a wyrm. And the color changing dragon that couldn't completely choose between red and purple scales. Nearly singing to the guest to pick him first, as the others took turns looking rather innocent and playfully frightened.
	The anthro approached Dia's panel, getting him to whine in excitement as the restraints did well to keep him in place. Carefully studying the many options it had for the latex dragon, one specifically that was a switch labeled; Vinylfied. Flicking it to hear the larger wyrm whimper as his red color quickly switched to a glossy black. Reminding Jinx of the pooltoy form the silly younger one was often taking during these recent encounters.
	Something he would definitely leave on, a sucker for the material and sounds it made. Let alone the fun it seemed to give off when something much larger than the anthro was made quite light due to the more hollow form. But another button caught his eye; Spinner. Giving it a quick press and seeing a large disc pop out of the pillowed ground, one with several different options on it, and a single needle.
	Ah, yes. Jinx remembered this thing well during his visit in the winter, giving him an idea while overlooking the three victims of this day. Each one staring at him in both worry and excitement while bound in light-based ropes. "As much as I do enjoy the basics..." The black one started, looking over each as he listed. "Dia and your large bellies. Beo and your magnificent Haunches. Bartan... Doing many different things." The bear tilted his head in a shrug, the best he could. "Let's try changing things up a bit this time around."
	A series of songs were choired as the latex one changed a few of the spinner's options, giving it a go while looking over the three. "We'll still start with Dia." He mentioned, getting all three to stare at it until it came to a slow stop: Landing on Muscle. "Well, that's interesting." Jinx commented, hearing the feral black toy whimper loudly in response.
	However, excitement still illuminated within those blue eyes as they watched the small one return to the panel. Pressing a few buttons and turning a few dials before hearing something far underneath the bound dragon start to shift. Getting Dia to whimper again and watch as the panel descended under the pillows and a small rod of sorts elevate upwards, carrying a hose.
	Another whine in excitement left the vinyl wyrm's throat as he focused on Jinx picking up the end of the tube, giving it a few test squeezes. The sharp hiss got that large tail to wag as the restraints did their best to hold it down, doing quite the commendable job as the latex anthro approached Dia's muzzle. Close enough for that large red tongue to lap at the smooth belly of the guest, then give a puzzled look when Jinx attached the hose to the end of his own black tail. Locking the trigger down and half gasping at the pressure it gave off.
	The large one shifted his eyes back and forth, loving the thickness that tail was taking but was very puzzled. He knew that Jinx was supposed to be doing that to the bound wyrm, right? Those blue discs half questioned as they looked into the grey ones, watching the anthro nod at him. "In time. Be patient." He assured the living toy as the air started to flow into Jinx' legs and hips. Swelling them up with a force that was made for something much larger than him, the moving scale behind the restrained Dia comparing the wyrm to the size of a long, two story trailer home.
	The latex one huffed as the air expanded his belly outwards with quite a bit of strength. Pressing that soft shiny rubber against the bound dragon's muzzle and tongue and hearing him purr loudly while whining. Those frilled ears and snout tinting a deep purple with blush as the once 7 foot-ish anthro became much bigger by the moment, plumping his body to about triple volume before lifting on Dia's chin. The restraints loosening with ease at the guest's command and letting him rest just out of reach of that other black muzzle.
	Those blue eyes glistened in wonder and lust, knowing what the smaller one was likely going for. Quickly accepting such a thing when he brought that maw closer and latched it onto the living toy's, almost chuckling at the sudden affection of that red tongue against Jinx's own. Letting them enjoy such a deep kiss while his body kept bloating up, getting carried away and not realizing that his anthro form was looking more like a series of bubbles piled together, about half the size of Dia.
	Songs of whimpers and whines of excitement left the vinyl wyrm, especially when the guest's grip against his muzzle grew tighter and more stern. Knowing what was about to happen before those large black cheeks swelled, transferring the air from Jinx' muzzle to Dia'vidd's entire body with one long, large puff. Swelling his own muzzle-bubbles until it was forced down his neck and chest.
	However, they did not explain in the much more plump and ballooned way as the anthro's current form, but a much more muscled based. Very structured and religious to such a shape, breaking his upper underside into two large sections as the guest continued to puff the large amounts of air into the feral one. Swelling those pecks so much that it lifted the dragon up, the binds adjusting accordingly. Both around his body parts and distance from the ground.
	It was enough to actually pull the bloated anthro off the ground, but Jinx didn't let go. Only taking a deep breath to amplify the air his tail was taking in, turning his body into a ballooned bellows as Dia whimpered. Unable to fight against the incoming blast of air as it tightened up his chest further, then flowed into his arms. Tripling their sized and getting those biceps to become jacked before flowing into those triceps.
	Shoulders were next, inflating them to nearly the size of a car alone before flowing down to his black forearms. Increasing the overall size of those front pair of limps to the point where Dia could actually grasp the anthro attached to his maw. Once again hearing Jinx take a deep breath and inflate himself into a large sphere while the larger one whined loudly, unsure if he was pleading the anthro to stop or become bigger, but taking a wild guess as the latter.
	A second deep breath swelled the latex dragon greatly, matching the sheer volume of the feral one as it whined in fright. Trying to squeeze or pull off the guest before getting the full force of the air blast, inflating those thickened cheeks a little more before dropping Dia's belly to the ground. Adding too much intake to his form that forced his vinyl belly to look very plump before retaining that muscled form, creating thick bubbles that soon turned to abs. Then flowing into those haunches and making them tight, bulging those thighs and hamstrings to the point where they looked like they were carved from glossy obsidian.
	At this point, the scale moved to compare the feral one to an apartment building, while Jinx began to swell up again. Expelling most of the air out of his body and needing to start from scratch, leaving time for Dia to actually admire his current form. Blushing deeply much like him or the bear did when Beo would flex before them, and completely losing track of how big the anthro was getting.
	But the deep breath of the guest's gave the toy an idea, waiting for Jinx to take another big breath while Dia took his own. Blowing it into the plump black balloon, but hardly losing any of his own volume in the process. Hoping to get the small one so large that he'd be forced to let go of Dia's muzzle finally! Aiding in blowing up the massive bubble before him, soon reaching the wyrm's own current size and violently pulling his maw away!
	However, it didn't break Jinx' hold. Making the feral one whimper as he attempted it again, watching the massive blimp before him continue to grow larger and larger. The restrains around Dia's neck and snout finally kicking in and bracing him down, forcing the living toy to watch in fright as the guest kept puffing up. More and more, reaching 1.5x the jacked one's volume... 2x...! 3.5x! 6x!
	His sharp whimper was interrupted by a massive blowback, thickening up Dia's muscled body greatly before finally flowing into that tail and over-bloating it! The scale behind him rapidly moving as that long appendage blew up like a very large parade balloon. Growing thinner and thinner, losing its black vinyl color and replacing it with pure glare from some light source. The scale finally comparing the tail alone to be roughly the size of Manhattan before finally forcing the rest of the dragon's body to take in everything.
	Pecks reached the size of several city blocks on their own, biceps and arms could hold skyscraper volumes. Abs growing the size of stadiums, while hinds and buttocks remained a firm like large ships. Swelling out greatly and still somehow retaining their buff forms, as Dia continued to grow larger and larger. Finally breaking those binds as Jinx continued to send massive puffkisses his way, traversing his bloated muzzle and blimping every muscle the wyrm had tenfold. Becoming so tall that it actually pulled the nozzle from the guest's tail and slowing down Dia's progress.
	The small anthro soon stopped, climbing up on the bloated toy's muzzle and overlooking the massive dragon's form. The scale comparing Dia's current volume just a tad bigger than the Himalayas, buffed wings nearly covering the sky overhead. Those scaled so drastically thin but never looking so jacked as every muscle bulged out, twitching as if to thank the latex one for such physique. Even his tail looking so thick and proud, as Dia completely overshadowed the other two fathers. Towering the several others that were still floating nearby, and making them look like marbles in comparison.
	A small yelp from the toy, as several ropes were felt over his limbs. Something inside him felt like it started to shift, and soon the wyrm started to float upwards. Causing the guest to slip off, but gently fall back down to the ground level while Dia joined the other parade balloons. The detail in every muscle still being able to be admired from several miles down, they were so thick.
	But the guest could play around with that later, right now he still had two more 'toys' to play with. Once again finding the spinner nearby and looking over at the next contestant: the brass titan Beo. Giving the large beast of the wyrm a smirk while the disc turned, slowly stopping at the edge of Haunches, and hearing the behemoth snort. Only to see the needle slip down to the next one: Belly.
	A faint whimper was barely caught by Jinx as he shrugged at the wheel. "Fair enough. I did want something a little different." He stated, heading towards the panel in front of the metallic wyrm. Hearing the mansion sized dragon almost growl and struggle a bit against the restraints as the guest set a few things up. "Vinylfied? Of course." A full on growl in response from Beo before he grunted. Feeling his scales melt together and the binds become tighter against his escape attempts, causing his form to bubble out around every light-based strap as if they were steel bars.
	"Relax." Jinx gave that brass muzzle a few pets as he looked over a nearby shelf of accessory options. "We're just going to make your middle a little plump." Those green peppered eyes nearly glared at the guest. "...Okay, maybe more than a little." They didn't lift as the latex anthro grabbed a hose and a footpump without taking his eyes off of Beo's stare. "Okay, alot. But I have needs, and it is my special day."
	Another growl left the large one but it was interrupted when a nozzle was shoved into his lips, forcing him to hold it there as Jinx studied it. Looking rather short for what he had planned and pulling on it to test the tube's durability, only to find that it stretched out very easily, to the point where it was just purely making extra slack with every pull. Doing it a couple more times to be sure while staring at it rather puzzled, even looking at the feral behemoth for an answer and only seeing his head tilt in a shrug.
	The guest supposed it wasn't the strangest thing in this place, considering there was still a rotating scale of monumental examples strolling in the back. Looking into his end of the hose for a moment then giving it a quick blow, only to feel the tube in his grip inflate rapidly into a large ball and slip through the slack as the brass one whimpered. Ramming into his nozzle and inflating his cheeks up a little bit before adding to his more muscled structure. His plated underside now looking a little more bloated than when Jinx previously observed.
	Another puzzled stare as a cyan UI popped up, describing the piece as an Amplifying Hose; One that multiplies the pressure and volume of the contents that enter it and forces it through to the other end. Tagging notes about it being indestructible, endlessly extendable, but still experimental.
	Such a thing made the latex one whimper and blush a bit, which in turn made Beo whine slightly. "...I might end up making you bigger than expected." A scowling growl left the metallic muzzle as Jinx took a deep breath, turning such vocals into panicking yelps as the anthro blew into the hose hard.
	The black tube thickened up drastically, reaching about the size of a car, yet showed no signs of thinning. Flowing through its tunnel quickly as the larger dragon attempted to struggle free before it reached his maw, but it was no use. Bloating up those cheeks greatly before inflating his plated neck, chest, then residing into that belly. Doughing his sides out into thick bubbles that folded against the binds.
	However, the titan was still restrained down. Feeling a little taut, but still maintaining his standard shape, save for the bloated middle. Trying to keep a close eye on the guest who approached his side to witness that belly firsthand. Giving it a few touches and rubs, loving the vinyl feel and giving it a hug, a few squeezes as well and chuckling when the beast was attempting to hide his purr.
	As much as he wanted to keep playing around with this the old fashioned way, Jinx did reserve a footpump for a reason. Walking back towards it and seeing a comfortable chair fold out from the ground in front of the behemoth. Attaching the hose to the spout of the manual pump, only to see a little knob on the nozzle. "Now, what could this do...?" He asked, being coy to the Massive wyrm and getting a whine in response.
	It was just the kind of experiment that tickled the latex one, giving the small knob several twists in one direction and increasing the brass one's vocal whimpers. A deep purple blush invading those red ears and metallic snout as the black guest sat down, releasing a sigh of comfort before resting his foot on the device. Chuckling at the squirms the large one attempted, as the restraints once again overpowered him... Then pressing his foot all the way down.
	A hefty large bubble about the size of a house was suddenly formed just outside of the footpump's nozzle, waiting a few moments before rushing straight to the titan and slipping inside that maw. Causing his belly to shoot outwards in all directions from under him and nearly break the binds in the process. Covering those brass scales and plates with a shiny gloss while the scaling behind him moved to an average condo. Heavy huffs of both excitement and embarrassment were heard from above the sudden metallic blimp as the anthro attempted to translate what such a thing could mean.
	Of course, he was going to just assume the behemoth loved it. Knowing very well how he reacted to such events in the past; the cause of them or the victim of one. Lifting his foot up and pressing down on the pump once again to see a very large bubble of air build up, only to add a second one to the hose and nearly bloat so much it pressed against the guest in the chair. Almost knocking him backwards and keeping him from using the device a third time as it shot upwards and rushed into Beo!
	A steady creaking and groaning was heard for a moment before all the restraints bursted from that belly expanding. Actually ramming Jinx in his chair and sending him flying back quite a ways with a loud thuum! Then a second one as the wyrm inflated drastically. Becoming nothing more than a very Very large golden balloon, unable to see through or above it.
	However, that actually meant a couple of things: that the feral dragon's durability wasn't low in the slightest, considering the pooltoy like chest was still very solid in color. And that Beo could hold a lot more! Pressing on the massive blimp before him a little to test just how tight it was, only to feel it begin to shift and adjust from the inside. Soon lifting off the ground while rotating the colossal balloon so that the wyrm was upside down; easily seen by those large red wings flapping about in attempts to control himself.
	Several black ropes shot up to grasp the large dragon's limbs and keep him from rising up too far, letting Jinx take a moment to see that Beo's normal body was hardly touched by the inflation! It was mostly in the underside and chest, causing the titan to look like he fused with a massive, over-inflated raft. Along with the scale moving to 'Grand Canyon' sizes... Before that special hose extended down towards the guest's location, footpump still intact and all.
	The whimpers could be heard from here, though hard to tell exactly where they were coming from between Beo and Dia. Possibly the polar bear wolf thing a ways away who was able to witness the massive blimp overhead. Still, this place gifted Jinx with an opportunity, it would be rude not to see just how big he could get that belly to become. Giving that knob a dozen more twists and stepping on the pump slowly, watching the black tube transform into a giant hot-air balloon that loomed over the small anthro. Reminding him of a large mountain as it waited patiently for the guest's confirmation.
	With a light tap from a latex hand, the sphere shot up into the sky, growing smaller and smaller in perspective until it reached the behemoth's muzzle. Watching that large brass belly expand overhead and towards the horizon, the thick bass of such a beast enlarging almost enough to shake the ground as it slowed to a stop. Still as solid and stable as ever, just with a heavy shine over those large plates. Perhaps it was time to step it up?
	Jinx became excited, wondering just how much this behemoth or this hose could possibly handle. Pressing the pump down once and loving that heavy sound it made to gather enough air within, only to get several more commands to grow bigger and bigger. Stepping on the device until that brass belly was completely out of view, then letting it rocket up the massive hose. Shrinking from his perspective while the titan was still half drunk from pleasure to even notice.
	A dirty gold covered the sky, looming over the very horizon as the black bubble drained itself. Pumping the dragon bigger and bigger, increasing the volume of those groans as Jinx swore the metallic balloon was getting closer to the ground. To the point where he could almost touch it as the scale estimated Beo's current volume, causing the latex one to actually read it out loud. "Volume of The State Of Texas...!?"
	It pressed so many buttons in his mind, having a hard time to picture such a thing! Yet, no signs of durability loss!? A stress test was definitely needed, pulling on the expandable hose rapidly for a good solid minute while the bound wyrm above whimpered and huffed. Knowing the guest was going to try something big...
	Soon those vocals were changed to whines, as he spotted Jinx turning that knob again. Over and over, until it started to cramp his hand to move it anymore. Standing up and taking a good look at Beo's current form before he put such a size to shame. Pressing on the footpump quickly, but only managing about four steps before the tube got so large it pushed him off.
	Violently it passed through all the slack it had and rushed right into the wyrm! Not getting very much for visual feedback anymore, but a drastic change in the displayed scaling. Estimating 'India' for a total volume, making him whimper before adding a few more presses to the pump. Getting knocked on his haunches this time, but the scale sped up quickly! Stopping at about 'Earth's Moon'.
	Sharp whimpers left the guest as he crawled on his belly to the device, operating it by hand and feeling the massive black spheres form overhead. Waiting on them to move up before pumping more and more into that brass beast while watching the scale climb higher and higher. From 'Asia' to 'Earth' itself. Then two earths, three, four, -five! Then he seen it coming from along the scale... The massive sphere.
	The Great Gas Giant. Lingering in the distance, it's holographic example never looking so intimidating. But the guest had to reach it, despite the sharp whimper from above denying such a thing. Cranking that knob as far as it could go and sending moon-sized black globes up to Beo's maw, forcing him to intake every bit of air that was being sent his way!
	Groans roared overhead as that brass balloon expanded further and further. Growing so tight and finally starting to lose that brass color as Jinx continued to pump the behemoth bigger. Ignoring every bellowing cry for the guest to slow down and once in a while getting too quick with his presses. Forcing the wyrm to inhale a slightly larger 'Earth' as Jupiter inched closer on the scale.
	His walls were growing thinner by the moment, unable to no longer tell where one chestplate ended and another began. Struggling to contain all the airflow being sent into his body, Beo whined loudly. Completely silenced by the constant creeks that shook the fields of pillows, warning the latex one to stop but such a thing only encouraged him! Just a little further... A little further...! Two more pumps...! No, Three More Pumps...! No-!
	And it was finally reached! Growing 5% bigger than Jupiter and sending a wave of relief over both the brass titan and Jinx. Leaving them both to huff out their excitement as the anthro took a look over the metallic brass sky overhead, satisfied... Except for the fact there was still brass still seen in the massive balloon. Meaning...
	Beo could still fit more inside. Such a devious thought passed through the guest's mind and he wanted to see just how large he could make the behemoth. However, the footpump was only holding the dragon back, unattaching it before putting the nozzle into his own black maw. Taking the biggest breath Jinx could muster, expanding his chest and belly greatly before blowing it all in.
	Such a thing inflated the entire tube and hit the wyrm in the snout like a ton of bricks. Bloating out his cheeks and forcing him to hold onto his belly for dear life while it once again started to expand massively. The long continuous breath causing his tight underside to stretch out absurdly, soon reaching 150% from the sheer intake alone! 175%... 200%! ...250%! Groans grew higher and higher in pitch! Color was being stretched to the point where such pigments become invisible! Finally being able to see the white sky through his belly as it continued to rapidly increase in size! Becoming so tight as it reached 400%! 450%! 675%! 825%...!
	Then a loud chime was heard as the latex anthro's breath finished, double taking at the scale and reading: The Sun. About 10x the size of the gas giant, something nearly inconceivable to him before looking up... And accidently tapping his muzzle against an invisible barrier. Grumbling at it while muttering, before touching it carefully. Feeling more like... Vinyl? Not glass?
	It wasn't an invisible wall... It was Beo's Belly! Actually growing so large that it was touching the ground! Likely forcing him to take the shape of a cashew or a bean, and Jinx/the crew were just in that slight curve or dome.
	A strange thought, really. But one that still made the latex one happy. Overlooking the behemoth's upper body and hearing him whine loudly, wondering if the guest was going to attempt to make him bigger. A thought that Jinx did like, but knowing very well how it would end.
	Still, this was indeed big enough for the anthro dragon... For now. And he still had one more contestant to deal with, pulling on the hose with intents to relieve the brass one of duty only caused it to lengthen. Making the anthro stare at it for a few moments before just setting it down and walking to the spinner. Operating the disc once again as the ticking echoed through the thin dome over them, wondering if even sound was possibly sharp enough to cause the brass wyrm to burst.
	Slowly, and rather easily seen ahead of time, the needle rested on a large section of the wheel: Haunches. Once again, exactly what the guest was hoping for. Making him wonder if the next contestant actually had anything to do with such an option, unable to hide his rubbery grin as he approached the six legged polar bear. Still not really certain what the furball was capable of, but reality did seem to alter in their favor whenever Bartan was around.
	But what to do with him? The anthro did enjoy air inflation, sure but once in a while he wanted something different. However, when in doubt: look at the shelf. The shelves full of toys and objects, that is. Containing many of the tanks, pumps, hoses and portals he'd read about over the years. Yet, a strange blue bottle seemed to stick out within his vision, picking it up to examine the label closer and reading. "Mystery Chemical X. Note: Non-Toxic. Mix With Mystery Chemical Y."
	Chemical Y...? Another look, and Jinx found the yellow bottle on a different shelf. Looking over the two for a moment before hearing the large bear whimper, likely knowing what such a thing did when mixed together. Thinking of such a thing made the latex dragon smirk, as he took a standard hose along with the 1 liter or so bottles to the furball's control panel.
	Vinylfied is always desired, pressing the button and hearing another whimper from Bartan. Though, it didn't look like anything changed. A second press did nothing, a third caused him to whine once more. Placing the objects down and walking towards the bound beast to observe him closely, his black limbs nearly being swallowed by the white coat as he pressed in.
	But he felt it, a slight give to his overfluffed form. Causing his inner structure to bend against the dragon's forces as if the counterweight was filled of air or hollow inside. Such a thing did come to mind during Jinx' visit back in the winter, seeing next to no change in this fluffball until he expanded outwards. That white forest was just too damn thick to see or even feel the vinyl.
	It just meant the anthro had to make some progress on the counterweight first, giving that furry side a few taps and barely hearing the echo within. Taking the hose to the front and giving that bear muzzle a few pets before placing the tube in his maw. Hearing another whimper as the white one blushed deeply, those four ears hovering in the middle between embarrassed and excited as he watched the dragon place the other end of the hose on the bottle's opening.
	A quick test to make sure none of the blue liquids would leak before turning it upside down, allowing it to flow freely through the rubber slide and into that white muzzle. Placing a latex paw just under Bartan's chin and tilting it upwards to make sure it was slipping down that white throat, hearing swallow after swallow until the bottle was empty.
	Jinx waited a few more moments to make sure it was all through the tube before removing one bottle and replacing it. A thick yellow one that honestly reminded the guest of honey from its color, and once again force feeding the bear its contents. Already starting to hear some strange reaction inside the tube as the large furred one grunted and whined while being obedient. Beginning to get a slight swelling in his cheeks before the bottle was even empty.
	Though, it was difficult to tell what exactly was happening within the vinyl body. Removing the hose and making sure that bear muzzle was nice and tightly sealed before observing his belly and sides a bit closer. Still hearing some sort of hissing inside, but unable to spread the white forest far enough to see.
	Then, a set of cameras raised from the ground nearby, and a robotic arm gave the anthro a tablet. Getting a confused look while the furball whimpered before tapping the screen and getting a decent 'X-Ray' view at the chemical reaction that was starting. Already getting that belly, throat, and chest to slightly bubble up (according to the camera) as it made its way through the hollow body.
	Honestly, it looked like a series of bubbles. Like too much soap in a bath, except the dogpile of spheres were continuously growing. Something that didn't look like too much, really, until the larger ones started to pop within, causing a sudden increase  in pressure that only created more bubbles in the ground level of the chemicals. Such a thing was also putting stress on his vinyl walls, causing them to round out more and more with every little pop as the second generation of bubbles were growing bigger than the last.
	But the counterweight's body was starting to get rather firm in its structure, all but one area that was automatically programmed from the spinner. Not wasting any time, Jinx quickly made his way to the bear's flank as the white one continued to whine at the build-up within his form. Giving those three large bushy tails a few pets before hugging Bartan's rear tightly, hearing it groan slightly as the concentrated fluids inside continued to do their work.
	The dragon let out a purr when those haunches started to resist his embrace, starting off very slow at first and feeling those tails flutter once in a while with the hexeped's vocals. His breaths turning into heavy huffs as bubbles inside started to reach their limit once again and burst, causing a sudden pressure within his hollow body to rush into existence and press against his inner walls.
	Yet, most of the bear's body remained quite firm. Forcing that extra air to flow into his rear end and begin bloating those out as he whimpered loudly. Sounds of vinyl stretching became louder and louder as the dragon squeezed the furred pillows, feeling those tails attempt to lift up out of instinct. Practically lifting the anthro as those haunch walls fought harder and harder to endure, until-
	They were overpowered by another series of bubbles, causing them to expanding greatly and bloat outwards. Creating two large and very comfortable pillows for the guest to embrace tightly, becoming more taut as time went on and more bubbles inside started to grow. Generation after generation of fresh froth growing quickly from the mix of two pools, forcing the bear's hollow body to become more and more plump as they hissed within.
	Every other gasp and whimper from Bartan was interrupted by a sudden jab of pressure, as another bubble reached their limit. Popping and releasing the pent up gas within, inflating his rear end even further while starting to work on the rest of his vinyl body. Swelling up each area, but the majority of it was going towards those twin hills.
	A bit of an exaggeration, but they were getting quite large after a few minutes. The already slightly rounded bear starting at about trailer home sizes, now with two large van sized spheres bulging out of his behind. Thickening up with every whine and whimper that left that strapped muzzle, completely sealed and having no other way to let the gas inside escape. Including a rear valve!
	Though the furred balls were growing more oval than round and more towards the sides, the pressure never seemed to slow down. Soon surrounding the guest as he nuzzled within the soft and plump balloons. Growing tighter and tighter as they pressed against his latex body, hearing them groan loudly while they rubbed against each other. Slowly creeping to the sizes of city blocks.
	But surely the bear could take more, yes? Playfully pressing against the furred walls and making them wobble as the dragon purred. Not only enjoying such a position, but such a concept that could be heard through the white forest. Bubbles constantly popping like a crispy rice, creating an endless cycle of pressure. Stretching those growing orbs further and further outwards, yet not even thinning out the bear's coat in the slightest!
	At least from what Jinx could see at this position, needing to close his eyes after a while and witnessing a strange point of view. As if he were flying quite high above the counterweight... Well, his rear, in any case. Barely able to see his actual self under the massive two globes without some adjustments, and even then he almost just looked like a series of bloated spheres.
	However, the haunches were humongous! The scale measuring each one to contain the volume of an ocean as they creaked louder and groaned against the stretching. Able to see the screen of the tablet in this view as well, showing the bubbles inside growing to the size of small cities before bursting and adding several times such volumes into that rear.
	Near worrysome whines were trampled under the deep and bassy hisses of the chemicals within, as their sounds bounced off of those vinyl walls. Only aiding in the reaction's expansion within, pushing those massive blimps out further and further, while the brass dragon was given more slack to make room for his bloated husband. Soon getting gently pushed upwards by the soft pair of pearls, as they brushed against his dangerously thin scales.
	Bartan's body groaned loudly, but it's inflation was slowing down. The last few generations of massive bubbles were soon growing so large they were bursting themselves, forcing those haunches to take the majority of the pressure and expand further out. Deep groans echoed, as if to warn those around that such walls were weakening greatly, yet they were still being tested. Every few sud pops within increasing those globes by at least 15%, until the scale started to slowly go past 'Earth's Moon'... Each.
	Though such sizes were slightly disappointing, considering what Beo could reach, it was satisfying enough for the guest. After all, maybe next time he could feed the bear a few more gallons of each liquid and see what happens. Starting to crawl out of the two massive (still furred) spheres after satisfied with his work, only to soon be warped out and able to see the two moons at a slight distance. Ballooned dragons, birds, snakes and dinos still floating in the background air, the latex one sighed happily. Today was a good day.
	If only his foot didn't feel weird. Looking down to see what hard thing was pressing against it, only to find the nozzle of a hose strapped on. Following the tube to the distance with his eyes, and barely seeing it lead up to the white bubbled mountain of fur. Making the dragon slightly whimper as he somehow locked eyes with the devious bear; the other end of the nozzle strapped to his muzzle.
	That sight was soon replaced by a massive black sphere of air that was quickly rushing towards the guest, causing Jinx to slightly yelp and attempt to pull the hose off his foot. Yet, it wouldn't budge! Barely getting enough time to even set up some type of defense before that first building sized puff entered his body. Causing his rubbery belly to nearly pin him down as bubble after bubble of gas was being transferred from Bartan. Bloating his limbs outwards and snaring them in place as the guest grew and grew ever closer to the sky...
	Where the other 'parade balloons' resided. Making him whimper once again, in excitement or worry? It was difficult to tell, but he could feel their contact against his defiant round belly. Slowly rolling him around so he was resting on it, before they all took their positions and kissed the large black sphere. Causing each area of that latex body to create a valve of sorts, making the dragon almost curse at his body's ability as each one blew.
	Jinx enlarged greatly and very quickly, the black balloon nearly breaking the scale at such a rapid amount of growth. Groaning and stretching, but showing no signs of weakness within his walls as the bear continued to puff out his current body's volume into the latex one. The others soon transferring everything they had, even giving the guest a bit of muscle tone from Dia's participation as they reached up towards the brass titan in the sky.
	Another whine, then a whimper of terror when the anthro could make out a long hose still hanging from Beo's muzzle. Dangling just over Jinx' over-bloated black tail as the counterweight continued to inflate him closer and closer to it. Feeling that nozzle tap against his latex body with a faint Thumm! before sliding around it. Teasing the anthro until it attached.
	The world grew silent for a moment, as if everything moved in slow motion. Barely hearing the brass one take a deep breath, one that his belly scales could barely hold in, before sending it through that Amplifying Hose. Turning it into its own planet-sized blimp as it rushed into the guest's body. Expanding him so quickly that he broke the scale and the camera in the process.

Happy Hatchday, Jinx! <3