Six months ago, you decided to go to a college event, wanting a change in your daily schedule. The event was pretty simple; the student center was lined with tons of booths, each advertising a different club or organization. You looked at a few different choices, but there didn’t seem to be a lot that seemed right. Computer science club was probably the wrong choice, since programming was never your strong suit. Probably not veterinary care club, you didn’t want to get into a field where there was a chance of harming an animal with just one slip-up. Turning Point USA was a huge no, and you didn’t even need to think why. You continued on, until you saw her in the club sports row. 
Chatting with the pink and purple dragon girl from the basketball club, at the swimming club’s table, was an absolutely adorable Floatzel girl. She had short brown hair which was flared outwards, a slim body built for athletics, cute rectangular glasses, and a voice like an angel. Suddenly, a man’s voice spoke up. “Hey there, you signing up?” ...Oh. Looks like you were getting close to the booth in an attempt to get a better look. ...Wait, was this guy in the club? You asked him if he was, to which he replied, “Yeah, it’s for both guys and girls. You interested?” You’d had some swimming practice, and you were fairly good at it. Plus, a chance to see her in action? How couldn’t you sign up?
	After you went to your first meeting, you got a chance to see the Floatzel again. She dove into the pool and swam across like a dart flying through the air, and she wasn’t even using her propeller-like tail to do so! She really was amazing, and you couldn’t help but stare as she got out. But then your eyes met, and you glanced away. After talking to the club’s leader, you decided to swim a lap, just to measure your swim speed. You certainly hadn’t lost any of your skills, that was for sure. After the club meeting ended, you began to head off, before you heard a voice behind you. “Hey, you weren’t too shabby out there!” You turned around to see… her! The girl who you’d joined to see! A few flustered stutters from you, and she laughed a bit. “It’s okay, I saw you watching me. What did you think of my time?” You let her know exactly what you thought of it, that it was amazing, and she giggles. “Thanks a lot. Want to sit with me and chat for a bit?”
	Bella. That was her name, Bella. She’d been swimming all her life by choice, of the mindset that if you have a specific purpose, you might as well fulfill it the best you can. Outside of the swimming club, though, she was a bit of a nerdy girl, particularly obsessed with Japanese culture. She didn’t hide any of that from the world, though, saying, “My badass swimmer side and my dorky weeb side are both part of me. Two sides of the same coin, you know?” And you wouldn’t have it any other way. She became your closest friend on campus, and over the next few months, you spent a lot of time together. In swim club, she helped you become faster in the pool as a friendly rival, while outside of it, there were a lot of days where you just sat and talked about what was going on with your lives. However, things began to become different during spring break. 
	Your family was out of town for a few weeks, and Bella needed a place to stay due to being from out of state. It was perfect, she could hang out at your place the whole week. And she did; you would often fall asleep leaning against each other while Kamen Rider played on the TV. There was one point where you left your computer open while you went to go do something, but eh, you trusted her completely with your stuff. What you didn’t know was that she HAD gone through your computer, finding a few sites you’d forgotten to open incognito mode for, such as Day-Tripper-Guy’s Twitter profile. She never told anyone, and thank God for that, but this made her realize that there was so much more you two could do together…
	It’s been a few weeks since spring break ended, and since then, Bella’s seemed… different. Whenever she’s around you, her breasts almost seem bigger. At one point, you stared, and you could have sworn she winked at you, as if she knew you’d been looking at her and had planned it. Of course, she still remained the cute dork she’d been before outside the club. Tonight, she’s decided to stay at the pool after hours to do some training, leaving you to ponder what exactly is up with her, until you get a text. “You don’t want me to leave you in the dust next time, do you? :)” Was this an invitation to train with her? Either way, it took five minutes to get from your dorm to the pool, but you had no way of guessing what awaited you there.
	You entered the huge room where the pool was, to find the lights on. As you got closer, you couldn’t help but notice a strange bottle of a sky-blue liquid on a table nearby. Once you approach the pool, you see her… but there’s something VERY different. Her breasts and her butt were much larger than normal, and she was actually using them as floatation devices. Did she actually inflate herself? You think that this may be what the bottle on the table was for, but it was still full. You stare in awe for a bit before her voice wakes you up from this reverie. “I bet you didn’t expect this, huh?” You reply that you definitely didn’t. She giggles and tells you a bit more. “You know, the whole thing about all Floatzels is that we can fill up these little yellow parts with air. But I learned a while ago that, with practice, I could push the air elsewhere.” She then inhaled deeply, filling out her body even more. Did she know you liked this? One thing was for sure; you couldn’t exactly ask her if she did or how she knew. Otherwise, you might lose your dream girl!
	You take a few steps closer to the pool, stepping in and looking at her. She couldn’t exactly be upright, her air-filled ass and boobs keeping her afloat on her stomach. Despite how hot it was seeing the real thing for once, when it was her specifically, it was actually kind of cute. As you look at her, she giggles again, taking one of your hands and setting it on her chest. “Don’t be shy, I did this for you. You should at least try and feel it, you know.” You take the initiative and squish her basketball-sized breasts, and she smiles at you. “That’s not all, though.” She swims to the edge, gets out, and walks over to the table where the sky-blue liquid is. “Bought this from someone who said this would turn the air I inhale into helium. She said just a sip, or else there’s gonna be some temporary side effects. So…” She then proceeds to chug the entire potion. “What do you say we find out what these side effects are?”
	It didn’t take long for her body to suddenly start filling up again. Her tits and her ass were inflating at the same rate, a quiet hissing noise audible. “I’m not even trying to inhale too much this time…”  Slowly, her body filled out, her nipples beginning to poke through her already-tight swimsuit. You decide to rub them lightly, feeling the cool rush of helium escaping her breasts. Once you tell her about her leaking breasts, she shrugs. “Certainly doesn’t feel like it from how tight they’re getting so quickly…” 
	As her breasts reach the size of beach balls, her swimsuit begins to tear. This is something you loved to see happen in art, but you’d never seen it up close like this. You warn her about the tearing clothes, but she shrugs. “I’m not worried about you seeing me without this. Consider this an invitation to turn our friendship into a relationship.” Wait, did she actually just say that? You can’t wonder this for long, as suddenly, the straps on her swimsuit snap, releasing those huge tits and allowing them to rise, blocking her face. You push them apart, eliciting an excited moan from her. Seems like it’s a turn-on. “Ah… more…” Well, hearing that means there’s no excuse not to keep going! You continue rubbing the huge fluffy balloons, continuing to make her moan excitedly. 
	After some time, her now exercise ball sized breasts and ass start lifting her up into the air, and you hug her tightly in order to hold her down. Holding onto her like this is honestly one of the best parts of the whole thing; despite the fact that she’s inflating and telling you she wants to be your girlfriend, she still feels like the friendly, kind Bella you’ve known for the past six months. Her fur’s still just as soft and warm, perfect for hugging. You’re almost lost in the moment when you notice that it’s getting harder and harder to hold her down. If this keeps up, she won’t be the only one lifting into the air! But that might not be such a bad thing.
	Slowly, you lift one foot off the ground, then still holding on tight, the other foot. It becomes a full-body hug, both arms and legs wrapped around Bella, who is now steadily rising, currently a foot or two off of the ground. Your own weight becomes less and less of an issue as the helium continues to fill her, the both of you rising in your embrace. This is technically your first time flying, and it feels like heaven. Especially when you’re sandwiched between Bella’s huge, growing breasts, and they’re still growing!
	A few minutes pass, and soon you’re knocked out of your reverie as suddenly, the slow rise hits a stop. Bella’s bumping against the ceiling now, an impressive feat considering how much it had towered over you just ten minutes ago. And yet, despite how high up it is… you feel safe. You start giving Bella’s breasts slow rubs and squishes, her thick fur still feeling like heaven as you caress it. However, when you press against it, it gives less and less as time goes on, and she begins to moan even louder. She’s growing way too taut! If things go on, she’s going to- BAMF! Her tits and ass suddenly burst, and you’re left plummeting towards the pool, nothing left to do but curl into a ball as you splash down. 
	Your body hurts like hell as you surface. Frantically looking around in panic, you see Bella floating on the pool’s surface. You quickly swim over and hold her tight, and are about to check her pulse when suddenly, she grabs your hand. Pulling herself upwards, she opens her eyes, looking directly into yours. You stare for about a minute before finally, she puts an arm around your shoulder and pulls herself upwards for a kiss. It goes on for a solid ten seconds as you hug her tight. “Thank you for making this an amazing first time, honey.” This is one of the best nights ever, you tell her, and she smiles. You weren’t lying when you said that, either, this truly is the best night you’ve had in forever.
	You wake up, having had an amazing dream. As you stretch, you realize that your body aches a lot. What happened in your sleep? You check your phone, and… Oh, god, so many notifications… You open up your messaging app, and scroll through the messages you’ve gotten, until you see that the last message before the flood was from Bella. You get another text from her, this time reading “Hey there, hope you aren’t too sore from last night.” ...That wasn’t a dream, was it? You text back, asking Bella to come by your room, since your roommate isn’t around, so you can talk about what happened last night. You don’t even need to wait for a response, as thirty seconds later, you hear a knock on your door. A few minutes later, you have your next date set up. This year of college will be better than you thought.