Halloween Prompt 1

Day 1: Mist

She walked through the fog, hardly able to see an inch in front of her face. She had gotten turned around on the corner of town, and darkness had set in before she found her way. So, onward she stumbled through the thick mist that prevailed around her. A part of her paranoid mind thought it intentionally misled her. That was preposterous, though. 

What cloyed at her the most was how wet and heavy her clothes felt. It was as if she had plunged into a pond with how moist they were. They clung to her like a second skin and wouldn’t dry in the slightest. It grew worse as she went on, and she began to feel chilled.

That chill and the discomfort of her clothing distracted her from a more pressing issue. The moisture in the air made its way under her skin, and she began to swell like a puff pastry. The bloating started around her stomach and thighs; both swelled larger and rounder. A faint sloshing sound began to emit from them as the woman moved on, unaware. Her hands began to pinch at the hem of her shirt, and she tried to pull it down to no avail. Her belly had become too large and took up more space than the garment could cover. The pale flesh was exposed to the mist, which filled the broader surface area more readily. Soon, her belly bounced with each step, sloshing louder and louder as more water diffused into it. The same happened with her thighs, which were so thick they couldn’t spread apart. They rubbed against each other, annoying the woman as she failed to adjust the fabric in the slightest. Her arms began to tire as they, too, swelled and puffed up with water. The mist now began to fill every inch of her. Her cheeks rounded, her chest heaved, her belly swelled, her legs thickened, and even her butt wobbled with its new liquid filling. The woman gradually turned into a human water balloon, swelling bigger and larger. She pushed on, unaware, the mist flooding her mind just as much as it did her body.

She waddled as far as she could go, but her pace slowed until her body’s wobbling reached further than a single step. The weight of her inflated parts grew heavier as they began to sag toward the ground. Her belly dragged across the ground while her rear barely hovered about it. Eventually, she could trudge no further, and she fell. Her mobility faded away as her body continued to bloat. Her shirt had torn around her chest and exposed bare breasts the size of yoga balls to the mist. Water dribbled from delicate nipples and sent a shudder of pleasure through her. The shudder evolved into chaotic jiggles and sloshes. Her hips stretched twice her height while her butt stacked up to half of it. The latter served as a wedge to keep her upright, at least. Her limbs lost their mobility and remained stationary. Her belly bloated further and further, reaching three times her arm’s length.

There was nothing she could do. There was nothing to think of. The mist had her and swirled ominously. The woman joined the other faint shadows growing in the mist…