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A Change in Cabin Pressure
An avid flyer and a life time aviation enthusiast Marcus was elated to get to test his favorite airline’s new route. He was one of 50 passengers trying out a brand new state of the art airbus that flies at higher altitudes, cutting flight times in half. Their flight from San Francisco to London would take just five hours.
“Thank you for joining us today ladies and gentleman on this maiden voyage. As you know the body reacts a little differently to the increased pressure at higher heights. That’s why we really insist that you all keep your compression socks and compression underwear on for the duration of the flight.”
Compression underwear?!!? Marcus thought to himself, he knew to always where his compression socks on long flights but hadn’t heard anything about compression underwear. As they pushed back from the gate he shifted around in his loose tighty whities worried about what this flight had in store for him.
As the flight climbed Marcus felt the seat belt tightening around his waist and he squirmed in his seat. Suddenly everything below the belt felt hot and tingly. As they continued to gain altitude he started to feel the back of his pants and underwear rolling down a bit and the cool vinyl of the seat on his bare skin. Pretty soon he found himself sitting much higher than before, with a clear vantage point over other seats in the cabin.
It’s as if he was sitting on a giant cushion, only to Marcus’ horror he knew that cushion was his ever-expanding ass. He had to rush to the lavatory to assess the damage as soon as the fasten seat belt sign was turned off.
The waiting was maddening! Marcus was sweating as he felt his pants continue to roll down and more his milky white cheeks press against the seat. “Thank God this is an inaugural flight and no one else has sat here,” he thought to himself.
Finally the familiar ding notified the passengers it was safe to move about the cabin. Marcus tried to shoot out of his seat to rush to the bathroom but found this proved difficult now that his ass, thighs, and hips were far too swollen.
Once he finally pried himself up he attempted to pull his pants back up and regain his dignity. It was no use, his butt was simply too big. No amount of jumping jiggling or contorting would be enough to get his ass back in his pants. If he wanted to go the bathroom to assess the damage he’d have to go with his pants stuck right below his cheeks.
Marcus blushed furiously, took a deep breath and entered the aisle. He was quickly met with gasps from the other patrons, then whispers, then chuckles, and the full on laughter. “Seems like someone forgot their compression underwear” one guy offered “Could you imagine your butt swelling like that and everyone seeing??? How embarrassing!”
Marcus picked up the pace until he was able to lock himself in the bathroom and finally catch his breath at this embarrassing ordeal. He took another deep breath and turned around to see his butt for the first time since this ordeal began. He let out a shriek masked by the roar of the plane. This wasn’t just a bit of swelling, his ass must have been three or four times it’s original size. What was he going to do? Would the swelling ever go down?
A jolt of the plane made Marcus clutch the wall of the lavatory. “Ladies and Gentlemen, we seem to be headed for some rough air. We need everyone out of the bathrooms, regardless of what state of undress they’re in.” Marcus blushed again. Despite this new flight path, he knew this was going to be the longest flight of his life. Another bout of turbulence shook the plane and sent an unbelievable jiggle through his ass. He took a deep breath and unlocked the lavatory door to return to his seat.
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His buddies said he needed to work on his footwork more and hold his ground. He figured giving himself some bigger feet would help with that, just a few sizes to a respectable 13. But he found he liked the growing feeling… a lot, and it was helping. Or so he thought. He also liked his new big feet and felt more masculine for it. He took more… and more, unable to stop himself. Until his feet started to balloon into humongous meat slabs, right in front of his buddies. Bigger and bigger, becoming freaky huge as his buddies went from amazement to fear and awe watching his feet engorge past two feet, then three feet. He sat froze, would he have the courage to ask for help him use his new monster feet?
Thank you so much @the8thplutonian for the amazing story.
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