Abigail

Name: Abigal Mari Miller (Abi for short)
Age: 20 years old
Gender: Female
Cup Size: B cup
Weight: 120 pounds
Height: 5'7"
Hair color: Brown with orange highlights
Eye color: Green
Skin color: White
Lip color: Pink
Likes: Her job (physical therapist), her friends
Dislikes: Being embarassed publicly or otherwise
Bio: Abigail rushed through the halls at the hospital where she worked.  "Oh god, oh god no!  Not today.  Any day but today!" she thought panicked, "Not on my first day.".  She ran as fast as she could through the hall, ending her journey to apology at the hospital super intendents office.  She burst into her superiors office and unexpectedly interrupted a meeting with the board of directors.  "I'm so sorry I'm late Dr. Flatier." she said unaware of the meeting she had just disturbed.  Dr. Flatier looked at her with a resting bitch face that would frighten a charging rhino.  Harnessing all of the will she had, she contorted her face into a smile.  "Ah Abigail, will you please wait outside for my office until I call you in." she said her eyebrow subtly twitching with rage.  "Of course." Abigail said quietly closing the door behind her.
An hour later, the board of directors walked out of the room.  Abigail watched them walk calmly toward the exit.  "Abigail, please report to my office." Dr. Flatier cooed as calmly as possible.  The now even later PT trudged into her superiors office.  Before she could even speak a medical gas mask was forcibly placed and held in place over her mouth and nose.  A squeaking was heard as gas was suddenly being forced into the mask.  Abigail turned around to see Dr. Flatier attending to the tank from which the gas was originating.  Noticing the tank wasn't marked O2, Abigail held her breath as a maniacal grin formed on her bosses face.  "Do you know how much money you could have lost this hospital?" she asked Abigail who was unable to answer.  "Plenty." the mad doctor answered her own inquiry, "Sufficient to say thanks to my masterful negotiation skills we didn't lose any.".  Abigail started to inhale the strange gas as she could no longer hold her breath.  "I have however produced a lot of stress from this encounter and so I will need release." Dr. Flatier said nonchalantly looking at her fingernails.  Abigail tried to exhale but found she couldn't as her trim belly began to blow up.  "And it turns out that turning the source of stress into a balloon is an adequate way of accomplishing said release." she said turning up the gaseous pressure flowing into the poor PTs body.  Abigails breasts and butt both seemed to blow up at the same time.  Her pink shorts creating a wedgie as her body slowly expanded.  Her arms and legs became cones incapable of bending, and then were absorbed by her still expanding body.  Her clothing slid off her as she started to float above the floor.  Her body was now a charicature of what was once a slim human form.  The only evidence that remained of what she once was were her hands, feet, head, breasts, and unmentionables.  
Abigail was now a balloon, tethered to the ground by a plastic hose connected to a gas tank.  Her silk smooth skin trembled with each heart beat.  Her green eyes crossed as she flapped her hands as furiously as she could in protest.  "Aw, what's the matter Abi?" the super intendent purred in Abigails ear.  "You don't like being a balloon?" she cooed, reaching for the fasteners of the sterile gas mask, "Well, count yourself lucky the gas ran out.  Next time, you may not be so fortunate.".  "The effects will wear off in a couple hours, feel free to struggle.  It's funner that way." Dr. Flatier said reaching down into her pants and touching herself, as Abigails body bobbed on the ceiling.  She flapped her hands in protest of her boss actually getting off on her ballooned up.  "Why me?" Abigail said.  "Perhaps you should knock before entering a room.  Now hush, mommas gotta get her rocks off." said super intendend Flatier with a giggle as she blushed.
Description: Abigail is a normal girl with a few rather abnormal experiences.  She was once inflated into a kink toy by her boss for starters.  What adventures will await our untimely little PT?  Only time will tell.