Rachel tiptoed towards the mirror, her back slightly arched as her outie belly button tried in vain to turn towards the ceiling. Even so, it didn't feel painful at all. The tight, balloon-like flesh felt a bit stretched, but the helium gave her a weightlessness that felt exotic and unmatched.
In front of the mirror she looked better than she had previously. Instead of sitting low on her body, obscuring her genitals, it now hovered, striving to lift the rest of her torso and limbs off the ground. Her curiosity getting the best of her, Rachel did her best to give a little hop, pushing up with her toes, as she couldn't get her heel on the floor. Her stomach naturally pulled upwards, her belly button barely pressing the ceiling before sending Rachel back to the ground.
The amount of pleasure it gave in that mere instant was completely untouched by any other experience. It sent a shiver through her body, focusing in her belly. A light prod from the fingertip sent an ecstasy so intense it made her knees buckle, though the helium prevented her from touching the floor. She just floated there, knees pulled up as close as they could get (which wasn't close at all), and arms wrapped around the weightless globe that was her stomach.
She gave a few heavy pants when her stomach suddenly shot outward one last time. Her stomach soared to the ceiling, her belly button pressing itself firmly against the ceiling. An ocean of pleasure crashed through her body, even causing her legs to quiver as they dangled helplessly. Her stomach was so large now that Rachel could only touch the ceiling with the tips of her fingers, making it nearly impossible to push away.
As she tried, her belly rocked against the ceiling, sending more and more pleasure her way. She grew wet and her hands found their way back to her genitals, working towards release. Her legs were unable to buck, and her arms nearly too short to find their way around her belly. Looking around she could see no way to get back to the chocolates.