Dr Stan stared at the swollen Lance, who was wearing only a hospital gown and his stretched undies.
"Lance, you're lucky you're not the shrinking man right now." Dr Stan said. "I bet even then there wasn't a cure for shrinkage, never mind balloonifying."
He suddenly began to scratch his bald head. "Come to think of it," he said, "I suddenly feel like I'm full of air right now."
his belly suddenly felt firmer than normal. His eyes popped - it looked a little rounder too.
He could also feel swelling in his butt. he removed his doctor's coat and sat down in his chair, his butt feeling more plumper than before.
Lance stared down at his inflated bod. "What will I do? I'm a big inflateable man that can't pop his plug. I'll keep inflating till i pop."
"As long as you stay away from sharp objects," Dr Stan said, His voice seeming higher than normal, "You will be fine, maybe one day the cure will come for itself.
Suddenly, He instantly felt his fine leather belt snap in two, with the buckle going off with a ping, shooting all the way across the room.
Dr Stan gasped as his belly began to get big and round, as big as a big round blueberry, minus the blue.
"Wh-what's happening to me?" Dr Stan said, his voice now high and squeaky, as if it was on helium.
Dr Stan began to take up more and more space,
until he filled up the entire place.
"You'd better go home." Dr Stan said to Lance and his family. Use the bathroom opposite my office to change into your clothes if you can."
Lance and his family left.
RRRRRIIIIPP. His shirt could no longer take the strain of his inflating body, and ripped clean off. the only clothes that fit Dr Stan now were his black boxers , looking incredibly stretched around his inflated body.