As you shove the thick, rubbery tube into Nadia's mouth, you can feel her teeth scrape against the inside of your palm. She struggles futilely, her hands flailing at your chest, trying to push you away. But you're too strong, too determined. You grip her hair in your free hand, pulling her head back against the cold, unforgiving wall of the abandoned warehouse. You open her jaw open wider until the tip of her tongue is pressed flat against the back of her teeth. She makes a muffled, garbled sound deep in her throat as you push the tube past her lips, deeper into her mouth. You can feel her Adam's apple bob as she swallows convulsively. With a loud hiss, the air rushes into the tube, filling her mouth like a balloon. You press the inflation device, feeling the tube grow taut in your grasp as it pushes air into her belly. Her abdomen swells before your eyes, pressing hard against the thin fabric of her top. With each pump, her body rebels more, fighting against the intrusion of air and the unnatural stretching of her organs. Her face turns red, her lips purple, and her eyes bulge from their sockets. She kicks and thrashes wildly, her heels connecting with your shins in a painful reminder that you're not the only one in this fight. But you're not about to let her win. As you stand there, watching Nadia's belly balloon in size, you can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. After all the drama and hurt she caused, it's only fitting that she now faces the consequences of her actions. With the hose in her mouth and the inflating machine in your control, you know this is your opportunity to finally put an end to her bitchiness. Nadia's belly expands in size, her once flat stomach now bulging out in front of her. Her yellow blouse top is stretched to its limits, buttons popping off and exposing her large breasts. But her belly continues to grow, almost double, if not triple the size of her already large bust. She can only moan and whimper as her body continues to inflate, her cheeks puff out and become sore, her eyes crossing and tears streaming down her face. The pressure from the air is just too intense, making it difficult for her to breathe, her saliva starting to build up in her mouth. But you don't stop. You want to see just how far her body can stretch and expand. So you continue to pump more and more air into her, causing her belly to swell to massive proportions. Nadia's body is now completely filled with air, her belly looking like it's about to burst at any moment. She is in a state of pure discomfort, her body stretched to its limits and on the verge of popping. You pump the inflation device faster and faster, watching as her body contorts and strains against the confines of her own flesh. Her breasts push outward, her ribs bow inward, and her stomach balloons like a grotesque parody of pregnancy. With each agonized breath she takes air whistles through the tube and out of her distended mouth. You can feel the heat emanating from her body, the perspiration beading on your skin as you struggle to maintain your grip on her. This is power, you think. This is control. And it feels damn good. But even as you revel in your dominance, you can't help but wonder how much longer she can last. Her eyes are starting to roll back in her head, her movements growing more sluggish. You can hear the air rushing in and out of her lungs, strained and ragged. And still, you continue to pump that tube, pushing more and more air into her helpless body. Because you can't stop now. You won't stop now. Not until she's done. Not until she's popped.