I was just trying to take a few cute pics in the photobooth at the party—nothing out of the ordinary. But the moment I came inside, I realized something wasn’t right. I couldn’t open the curtain. I couldn’t get out. Something in the air… or maybe in my drink? Whatever it was, I started to feel it take over. My belly started expanding—slowly at first, but then faster and faster. I could see the roundness pushing against my clothes, my shirt stretching tight until my boobs didn’t even have definition anymore. Just one big, inflated body, stuck and helpless inside this weird, cursed box. I kept blowing up, growing, filling with air or magic or something, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. This was no photobooth—it was a human doll trap, and now I’m just a bloated, oversized party favor.
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