She felt a strange warmth spread through her belly a delicious tingle. Her stomach began to expand slowly at first.
A gasp escaped her lips as the pressure built rapidly. Her midsection grew visibly tighter.
The fabric stretched as her form became impossibly round. The air thickened with anticipation.
She pressed her hands to her swelling belly. The sensation was intoxicatingly full.
Every inch of her skin felt taut and tingling. This belly inflation was unlike anything she had known.
She gazed down at her newly massive form. A strange pride mixed with fear filled her.
Her body was now a perfect sphere. The pressure was a thrilling throb.
Could she hold it any more? Her insides felt stuffed to capacity.
A tremor ran through her overfilled frame. The ultimate inflation climax seemed imminent.
Each breath was a struggle. Her belly felt like it would tear apart.
The skin was stretched to its limit. She knew she was about to give way.
No more resistance. Her body was a vessel at its breaking point.
A wave of intense pressure swept over her. Her muscles convulsed.
The seams of her being were fraying. The delicious agony was almost too much.
Her belly was swollen to grotesque proportions. A final tremor was about to begin.
Even a dragoness could not contain the immense pressure. Her scales groaned under the strain.
A brief moment of bliss crossed her face. The peak of sensory overload was intoxicating.
But then a sharp crack. Her eyes widened in terror.
The tension broke in a violent explosive release. White fluid gushed outwards.
She was engulfed in the aftermath. The ultimate climax had arrived.
