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She looked down into her blouse and saw her breasts bulging obscenely from her 34B bra. Her eyes widened in shock. What the hell was going on. She squeezed her breasts through her blouse and bra. They definitely felt a little different.

Another gas pang hit her, but she was able to stay standing this time. Still, she could see the pained looked that crossed her features. If she was going to hide this from Carl, she was going to have to look as normal as she possibly could. The pang passed away again and this time she thought she saw some slight movement in her blouse. Was she inflating? That had to be it. The reason why she couldn't release was because the gas somehow, inexplicably blowing up her breasts.

There was nothing she could do now. She'd have to get Carl to take her home. There's no way he could know what was going on. She straightened herself out as best she could. She stumbled out of the ladies' room. By the time she was back in Carl's eyesight, she had managed to pull herself together. As she walked toward the table, Carl looked at her with a quizzical look on his face. "Are you all right?"

She almost quivered as another cramp hit her. She looked down at her expanding chest and a flash of fear crossed her face. She responded to Carl, "Of course. Why you ask?"

He lifted a sexy eyebrow at her and said, "You look different."

She avoided his penetrating gaze. "I don't know what you're talking about."

He looked skeptical. "Well, OK. You ready to go out and do some dancing?"

This was the part she dreaded. Every muscle in her body wanted to go out with this guy dancing, but she just couldn't with the way she was feeling and what was happening to her. She looked up at Carl and said, "Carl, you have no idea how much I would love to, but I'm not feeling that well right now."

Carl looked a little worried, "What's the matter?"

"I think something I ate didn't agree with me."

Carl looked as crestfallen as she felt. "Well, I'm sorry to hear that. I'll just take you home then. Is there anything you need?"

Courtney smiled weakly, "No, thanks. I appreciate it, but I just need to get home."

"Well, OK, then," Carl responded.

He started to head toward the front door and the valet station. Courtney followed him as another pang hit her. The buttons on her blouse were straining to hold in her ever increasing girth.

The cramps were coming more quickly now. Another pang hit her that almost made her double over again. Luckily, Carl was outside getting the car. Courtney put her hands on her stomach and felt that balloon too. It distended out until she looked like she was six months pregnant. Her denim skirt cut into her growing gut.

"God, no, please," she whispered.

She felt the stomach shrink under her hands. Unfortunately, the shrinking of her bloated stomach seemed to make her breasts billow out even more. She wasn't sure how much more her bra and blouse could take. The straps from her bra were really digging into her arms. It was ten times worse than when her breasts bloated during her period.

She stumbled out of the restaurant. Carl grabber her by her arm to support her and said, "Are you sure you're all right? I think I should take you to the hospital."

Courtney stood up. "No, just take me home," she said defiantly.

Carl helped her into the car. As soon as she sat on the leather car seat, she felt her stomach bloat again. She practically screamed a thought, "No, Carl can't see this!"

She held her hands over her bloated belly. She pushed her belly in as if trying to shrink it down. She turned and looked out of the car in horror. Luckily, Carl was tipping the valet. Her belly shrunk again as the gas that made it bloat started filling her ballooning bosoms even more. One of the middle buttons popped off and ricocheted off of the windshield.

"Damn," said Courtney through gritted teeth.

She looked at herself in the rear-view mirror.

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