As I, Sydney Screams, walk into my bedroom, I catch you right in the act. Not only are you not supposed to be in my bedroom, but you re also using my bicycle pump without my permission. You do know this is an invasion of privacy, right? You try to tell me that you re only in here because you want to inflate yourself using my bike pump, and that it s not a big deal. I m doubtful that you could even do such a thing, but when you start to inflate yourself right in front of me, I can t help but watch. I go from angry to fascinated, unable to look away as I watch your body expand right in front of my eyes. Grabbing my phone, I just have to record this, because nobody is going to believe me otherwise. I pull you to your feet as I record you, watching as your body gets more and more round with each pump. Your skin stretching, your arms and legs shrinking into your torso as you start to resemble a balloon or a beach ball. I tell you to show me the largest you ve ever expanded as I film, poking
