Goliath

ALT 5 mins later - Morty is MASSIVE! He doubled in size and just keeps swelling up. His hood could no longer handle his gigantic belly and ripped off in the middle… looks like it was completely unacknowledged by its owner. Morty stretched out his arms, completely diving down into emotions and feelings. His skin became more and more tight, creaking and slowly becoming drum tight. Euphoria was so intense, the feeling of the air flowing, inflating every inch of Dalmatian’s body, made Morty forget about everything… 5 more minutes of pleasure were ahead!

ALT Last 4 minutes of inflation were a true challenge! Morty could barely breathe, couldn’t move a hand or leg. Even a turn of a head was a great effort for him… and yet the pump didn’t cease to fill him up! Far beyond the physical limits of his body. A normal canine would’ve explode like… 5 minutes ago already, but robotic parts were keeping the body together… for now. “Fuck… oh fuck…. I can’t… I can’t hold it…. This is too much!” - Morty whined with all his might. He already reached the ceiling height, so his sides were bulging more and more, turning him in a perfect sphere! “…I’m gonna… ufff I’m gonna pop! Someone… turn off the pump… OH FUCK HERE IT COMES! HERE IT COMES I POP! 5! 4! 3!…” - the gurgling belly started vibrating from pressure!! “2! 1!” - Morty closed his eyes, relaxing his belly, letting it explode like a bomb! “Beep! Beep! Inflation status: complete.” Morty opened his eyes, starring at his overpumped, ENORMOUS body. That was close! Closest he’s ever been to popping!