Maxon came home from a long day in school, having had to take multiple tests in the same day as well as being assigned multiple projects that he would have to do over his upcoming break. He was low on energy, and he just wanted to relax with some fun. Setting down his backpack and other supplies, the gray furred wolf flopped onto a nearby couch, wondering what he could do.
His yellow eyes wandered aimlessly around the room, looking for something he could do to relax. He saw his games console, but he didn’t want to play anything. A bowl of unopened chip bags sat on the coffee table in front of the couch, but he wasn’t at all hungry for anything.
After some more searching, his eyes finally fell upon a simple bike pump in the corner of the room. He sat up upon seeing it, the slightest grin forming on his lips as he thought about what he could do with it. Standing up, he approached the pump to see a hose coming from it, as he expected to see. His short tail began to wag as he picked up the pump with one paw, grabbing the business end of the hose with the other and lifting that to his mouth.
With a sigh of anticipation, Maxon swallowed a length of the hose, smiling as he felt it slide down his neck and protrude into his belly. Before he did anything with the pump, Maxon looked around to make sure nothing too sharp was nearby, and when that was verified, he set both of his paws on the handle of the pump that was now in front of him, pulling it up and slowly pushing it down to savor the feeling that would result from this action.
As the handle went back down, Maxon felt a cold rush of air entering his stomach. Within moments, he felt incredibly full, but the air kept coming, and when the handle finally reached the top of the pump again, Maxon looked down to see that he was now sporting a slight dome of a belly. One paw went to his belly as he rubbed it, feeling how his hide was already quite tight. Despite this, a press of his middle revealed that his skin had quite a bit of give to it, and therefore much more room to inflate further.
Maxon pumped again, and another time, and a few more after that. Pretty soon his stomach had expanded to match the size of a basketball, but he didn’t stop there. He kept pumping and pumping air into his own body, forcing it into his gut as it dutifully expanded beneath him. His chest began to inflate too, turning his middle into one, large expanding hill. It didn’t take much more time before he looked like he had swallowed a yoga ball whole, and it was at this point that the tingling sensation began.
Maxon’s skin began to tingle where it was being stretched, sending a pleasing sensation through his body as he stopped pumping to rub his distended middle. Even putting his paws up to his skin intensified the feeling coming from his hide. When he tried to take a look down at his belly, his chin was stopped by the upward curve of his chest. An attempt to reach the bike pump again barely succeeded, and Maxon resorted to standing with the pump at his side, using only one paw to keep using the handle.
As Maxon kept pumping, his sides and back began to round out, soon followed by his legs and arms beginning to look fatter as the air greedily fought for any space it could take up within the wolf’s body. Eventually, his arms became somewhat rigid, making it hard to pump any more air into his body.
When he just couldn’t move his arms enough, Maxon finally gave up, smiling with satisfaction as his entire body tingled in that familiar, pleasing way. He coughed up the hose and spat it out before letting himself fall backwards, bouncing slightly due to the tautness in his back’s hide. Lying there, Maxon stared up at the ceiling, practically bathing in the pleasure of his inflated body. He was glad he found the pump, and further satisfied by how far he managed to push himself. This was definitely going to be done more than once over his break, he may even just “forget” about his projects in place of this…