Time to Pump Blimps and Chew Gum

By Fern

On the outskirts of Toontown, there is a large airfield. However, it isn't used for transportation.

Strewn about the idle area are many hangars as well as several stations with attached catwalks and air pumps. All of it is designed to maintain a single type of air vehicle: blimps.

However, this is still in Toontown's turf. These aren't dirigibles. These are really, really huge balloons. These are gasbags the size of office buildings!

Inside one of the hangars is one such blimp right now. And not just any blimp, she's the owner of the whole plot!

Jessie D. Wolfe is known as the biggest and baddest wolfess, or at least that's what she claims. Donning an olive-green officer's jacket complete with a cap and leggings, she somewhat gives off a disciplined look. But that scrunchy wolf muzzle, that mischievous smirk, and those cunning eyes show that she's an agent of pure chaos. Even her gloves are as black as her devilry when most toons get white pairs.

And what makes this airfield owner a blimp is the fact that she has a tush the size of a novelty beach ball. Her legs are almost as far apart as her wingspan. In comparison, her upper half has not a single iota of air or fat, giving her a shape similar to a pear. Despite how large she is, though, she's still very mobile. Both her boots are firmly on the ground, and even her pants are still in one piece (although barely).

Usually, the wolfess is doing all sorts of villainy such as eating livestock or robbing banks. Today though, she is having a reprieve to take a well-deserved (at least to her) break.

And what better way to enjoy a day off than to do what you love? Jessie stands in the middle of the hangar, blowing a blue bubble the size of a bus! She's an avid collector of bubble gum and loves to chew and blow when she's not "recruiting" some unsuspecting critter to her air force.

Jessie sucks the bubble back in to chew it some more before blowing out yet another bubble that's even larger than before. "Is zere nozing finer zan making zee biggest bubble," she inquires in her strong accent.

While all the space in the middle of the hangar is clear, the walls are lined with various tools, crates, barrels, and downright junk. Leaning back, Jessie accidentally shifts some of the contents of a pile, causing one can with a loose tab to teeter against the edge.

Chewing the bubble back in once more for another attempt, Jessie stretches in the meanwhile. Her arm brushes against a crate, causing the can to fall over.

FWUP! And land in her mouth.

"Vhat ze?" The wolfess pulls the can out, although the slot had already opened and poured most of its contents inside of her.

And it says "Sodium Bicarbonate."

"Zzzhit!"

HIC! The wolfess whines. This chemical mixed with the bubblegum in her mouth certainly doesn't mix! She proceeds to take a breath...

HIC! And ends up swallowing the gum before she can spit it out! "Zhit zhit ZHIT!!"

Jessie continues to hiccup on the spot. The wad of gum inside of her somehow starts to puff up as a result. Worst of all? This isn't just any regular sort of gum. It's not even a standard kind of toon-infused gum. This is ACME-branded; it's the wolfess's favorite for being unpoppable.

"Vater," she exclaims. "Gotta fint--HIC--vater!"

Stomping forward one boot at a time, Jessie waddles from the wall and junk. She makes her way to one of the doors, although it's not a short trip for a bloated wolfess. Even inside these giant hangars made for blimps, they are even larger on the inside. They are all affected by a toon-based force known as "hammerspace" in order for Jessie to make the biggest balloons around and store plenty of stuff. Of course, now that feature is biting her on her bloating keister. Speaking of her rump...

SHRRRRIP!

The vertical seam on the back of her shorts tears open, revealing a small bit of her powder-blue panties. Reflexively, Jessie stops in place and tries to squeeze her cheeks inward. Of course, her arms can't quite reach past her butt far enough for that to be effective, what with having a bottom the width of an office desk and as tall as a refrigerator.

And it's only going to get bigger from there. HIC!

Jessie feels her own cheeks press back against her hands. They sink in wrist-deep just from that one surge. The gum bubble has taken up all the space in her gut, so now the only way to continue is to make that bottom-focused belly bigger!

Remembering that she was on the move, Jessie wobbles forward once again towards the door. She continues to keep her hands back there, hoping to keep her butt under control as long as possible before--

HIC! SHRR--POP! Wobwobwobwobwob...

Another hiccup results in the wolfess's shorts bursting into two separate pieces. They launch off her hips like they were fired out of a cannon. Her ass wobbles as if someone smacked those cheeks with a paddle the size of a bus. Jessie is really glad she didn't invite anyone over today. She's blushing hard enough as it is!

HICCUP! ... HICCUP! HICCUP! HICCUP! Her butt bellows with every hiccup she makes. They're happening with increasing frequency. In fact, her hiccups seem like they're out of control now. It's almost as if they were warming up and are now going ham the moment those shorts popped clean off!

Jessie stomps forward, her rump wobbling with every step. She sweats over the fact that she can feel how close she is to the floor. Literally! The wolfess can sense the cold concrete that's just an inch off the floor.

HICCUP! Plop.

An inch that has since been surpassed. Jess grunts as she starts to drag her panty-covered butt across the ground. The bubbly blimp has to tilt very far on either side in order to get her shoes on the ground and slide forward. Speaking of her footwear, Jessie's round legs are stretching her spats to their absolute limits. PEW! The buttons start to pop off one at a time, starting from the top.

HICCUP! PEW! PEW! PEW! PEW! "Come HIC on HIC you HIC dang HIC bubble," Jessie seethes. "Vork HIC vith HIC me HIC here!" POP!

The buckles were the next to go, causing the fabric to fall off. Her lower limbs, now free of restriction, have rounded out like bloated chicken legs. So much so that even her shins are starting to widen slightly. As Jessie continues to waddle forward, her shoes and socks start to slip off. She ignores how cold the floor is against her bare paws as she continues to trudge forward. Her legs squish into her frame as she has to tilt farther and farther.

"Almosht... HIC! Zere...!"

Just as Jessie is about to reach the lever, she finds that she's unable to reach the floor anymore. The wolf whines as she swipes her hands at the mechanism, just inches short from grabbing it. Of course, it wouldn't matter if she could open the door at this point. She'd still have to get outside to the garden hose when she's clearly immobile.

"Zheet," the wolfess hiccups and gulps. She felt something trying to come up her throat... and out of her rump at the same time!

Jessie swallows hard and clenches her cheeks as hard as she can. She pivots in place, trying to find anything that might help her out of her predicament. Unfortunately for the wolfess, everything is just out of reach. And it's only getting worse as the bubble inside of her starts to puff out even more! Her rump, being as round as it can be, expands outward. Jessie's height starts to shoot upward by quite a few feet per hiccup. Now closer to the ceiling than to the floor, her options are quickly diminishing.

"Zheet zhic zheet ZHEEEE-HIC!!"

The big blimp diverts most of her focus from escaping to trying to keep the gum inside. Just like her former plan though, this is also for naught. The last couple of hiccups have that bubble practically peeking out of her throat, and no amount of shoving is making it go back down!

"HIC--mff!"

A big mass of blue bubble completely fills up Jessie's muzzle. Despite it going up right against her sharp canines, no amount of grinding with her teeth is doing even the smallest bit of tearing. The surface tension of that gum is ludicrous even for the stretchiest of toon standards!

"Hk..." Pbfffft... sqrk.

Jessie mentally gasps as she feels that bubble slipping out between her cheeks. Through toon physics, that blue sphere ignores the obstructing panties and goes straight through without ripping them. The big blimp waves her arms in circles as she feels like she might lose her balance at any moment from even the slightest of rocking.

"Hk! Hk! Hk! Hk! Hk!"

With that bubble now completely filling her throat and inflating out of her butt, Jessie has no way to stop herself from hiccupping. The gum at both ends and her overall size grow in large bursts as if a bodybuilder were inflating her with a giant bike pump. FWOOMP! FWOOMP! FWOOMP! FWOOMP!

Despite that blimp's growing volume, the rate of growth has increased proportionately. Her legs round out into huge inner tubes, while her arms become more and more rigid. The biggest thing growing of all is that rump of hers. In just the span of a minute, the sides of her butt press up against various shelves and equipment of the hangar... including its walls.

"Hlph! Hk! Hlph!! Hk! Hk! Hk!"

The hangar bends outward as the balloony wolfess fills every bit of space. The metal creaks while the roof bloats spherically. Small bits of wolfess fur can even be seen poking out at the intersections of the walls. Just as it looks like the top is going to pop off...

BOIIIIING!!

The hangar breaks apart by that big bouncy butt of hers! No longer restricted by the hammerspace of her confines, Jessie's round rump covered most, if not all, of her airfield in the blink of an eye. Jessie looks around and blushes in embarrassment, now fully knowing she is very easy to spot like this.

And that giant balloon realizes she's going to be even more visible as she starts to float off the ground!

"Glk? GKK," she exclaims while fruitlessly trying to reach the ground. With her paws stuck miles up against her sides, she's not waddling anywhere or grounding herself anytime soon.

Miles away at the skyscrapers of Toontown, several people have noticed a huge grey and blue object just by glancing at the windows. Tens and then hundreds of toons gather at the glasses or on the rooftops to gawk at the huge airship that was once a wolfess. Of course, they gossip and laugh amongst themselves. Some of them even take pictures and videos. The only saving grace for the blimp is that she can neither see them nor hear their comments. Regardless, she has the most embarrassing feeling that she's being watched.

At this stage, Jessie's bloated paws wobble while they start to sink into that big blimpy body. Before long, they end up deep into the divots of her legs where they now reside. Her wrists have also sunk into those divots her arms formed ages ago, so her palms can only flap uselessly with sausage-thick digits.

By now, all of Toontown and its tourists are recording the sight of those big, blue panties stretching. In fact, it's harder to not notice the furry blimp as it's causing a huge shadow on the ground that's only encompassing more and more of the city. Even though the big balloon is only about a mile off the ground at most, her sheer size is covering the place in shade!

SWRRRRRR...! CRRRRRRRK...! Hhsssss...

The blimp's body squeaks and creaks ominously as she continues to hiccup into the bubble in front of her. She's still trying to rend and tear that gum with her teeth despite how big it has become. That blue gummy sphere has gotten so large that it covers her entire head, neck and all.

Speaking of her head, her cheeks are big enough to hold in entire lakes. They're so large that it's almost impossible to tell when her cheeks and chins end and where her face begins. Even those wolf ears are bloated up, looking closer to the ears of a balloon animal rather than that of a true lupine. All that has stayed relatively the same is that bulbous and crooked muzzle and those half-dazed eyes. Every feature on her face has also sunk into her own body at this point, resting at the bottom of her neck's divot.

CRRRRRRRRRK... GROAAAAAAAAAN...

The huge bubble blimp finally settles down as it continues to hover over the bustling city. Everyone continues to point and gawk at the transparent balloon above them. Her skin has stretched so much that everyone can see a strong blue tint overlap the cream and black fur. The floating attraction is nearly perfectly spherical save for limbs and an upper half that are like giant bagels with a tiny, squeezed middle. Even her tail looks like someone blew up a black traffic cone to absurd widths and stuck it on her rump for even further humiliation.

And humiliating this is, as more people are laughing and filming rather than figuring out how to help her. If anything, the latter are probably more figuring out how to push her out of the way in case of an impending gum explosion. Regardless, Ms. Bubble Butt is trending on all the popular video-sharing sites and social media platforms. Comments from both reality and virtual space alike are calling her "roundo," "Hindenwolf," and "gasbag." Others even recognize her and state that karma is giving her what she deserves.

And so that big bubbly blimp continues to float there, creaking while occasionally pumping into those two giant bubbles coming out of her. She occasionally shifts one of her rounded limbs in an attempt to help or communicate, but all it does is make her squeak more often. She feels that the baking soda inside of her has mostly fizzled out, yet she also feels that she might still be growing now and then with the occasional hiccup. Despite the embarrassing situation she's in, she'd rather not take the easy way out with a bang!

And so she continues to wait, hoping someone will come along to help sooner rather than later.

"Whiiiiinhh... HIC!"