Random - The Purple Pervert

(Not my best writing, but something I wanted to get down for a while now)

After the events of Chip 'n Dale Rescue Rangers: It's a Bird, It's Insane, It's Dale, a businesswoman is sent by the insurance bureau to oversee and coordinate the efforts to return the monuments to their respective places.

While taking one last walk around to make sure nothing was missed, she stumbles upon a certain, and now whole again, red gemstone.  Not recognizing it as something that belongs to any of the monuments, she decides to pocket it for now and research it some more later.  If she can't figure out where it goes, then it will make for a nice souvenir.

Fast forward, she's now back home, fresh from the shower with nothing but a towel on.  Flopping down on her couch, she grabs the gemstone and admires it for a bit, before placing it on her chest, just between her breasts, thinking it might make for a nice necklace ornament.

Sighing with a bit of much needed relaxed boredom, she spots the bag of balloons she left on the coffee table before travelling halfway around the world for work.  Smiling, she grabs one of the balloons, lays down on the couch, makes herself comfortable, closes her eyes and starts to slowly and rhythmically blow it up.

Huff ...

Puff ...

Huff ...

Puff ...

Huff ...

Puff ...

While enjoying the feel of the squishy orb swelling in her embrace, she loses track of time.  Eventually, with the feeling of the balloon smooshing back into her face, it dawns on her that she's been at it for way longer than normal and, while still soft, the balloon felt so much larger than it should.  Opening her eyes, she's greeted by the sight of her usual 2 foot balloon looking well over 3 feet in size.  That small, but sudden, realization was all it took for her to make the smallest of gasps, which was more than enough for the balloon she was inflating to empty its contents back into her.  The blowback quickly inflates her torso and causes the forgotten gemstone to bounce off.  Now, without its effects, she just as quickly deflates back to normal.  Laying confused and dishevelled on the couch she's left wondering what the heck just happened.

After enough time for her brain to reboot, she realizes that there must have been more to that gemstone than just being another pretty rock.  Figuring it must have been what gave that rubber thief his super powers and that he must have fled after somehow losing it.  Best of all, it was now hers to play with.

Insert a fast-forwarded montage and blooper reel of her figuring out what her new souvenir was capable of and she discovers a few things.  With it, she gained the traditional elastic girl type powers, namely stretching, compressing, expanding/inflating.  The latter being her favourite, of course.  In addition, the effects also transferred to the clothes she was wearing, so at least she didn't have to worry about bursting out of them.  Although, their attempts to return to normal left some pretty revealing gaps sometimes.  Another fun side effect was that as long as she held it firmly and inflated it by mouth she was able to inflate her toys to any size she wanted, the same effect as if she attached the gem to them directly.  And when she lets go of them, they would stay soft, maintaining the current level of stretchiness until the air was let out, losing stretchiness accordingly.

Wanting to be neither a hero nor a villain, she happily used her new powers to inflate her toys and/or herself to larger and larger sizes while doing all kinds of lewd things during her off hours.

Over the next several months, as most inflation related kinks go, escalation becomes a problem.  When filling the bedroom wasn't enough, she started filling the living room.  Then, when that wasn't enough, she started overflowing into other rooms.  And when even that wasn't enough for her anymore, she nearly broke her house.  Not wanting to make that mistake again, she decides it's best to find somewhere else to have her fun.

Not wanting to be recognized while out and about having her lewd fun, she decides to don a purple spandex bodysuit, a purple wig with matching fox ears (because she thought they looked cute), and inflate herself a foot taller with much curvier assets.

Around this time the following year the city becomes well known for its super powered, elastic, purple pervert.  A hot air balloon bouncing across rooftops, a pair a blimp sized breasts floating in the sky, an extra thicc giantess smooshing her gigantic titties into office buildings (and intentionally giving the all nighter workers something nice to dream about later), and more, had become common late night occurrences, though mostly weekends.  There was also that one time she was bouncing around the industrial sector and accidentally got some factory's exhaust stack stuck between her legs.  With the eye rolling, lip biting bliss, she ended up ballooning bigger than ever before.  Thankfully, the wind had picked up and blown her off of the stack before anything bad could happen.  She's not sure how big she got that night, but she does remember breaking through the clouds and then her near city sized moonlit shadow when she rolled over.

Her favourite mischief, however, was to regularly visit a certain female night shift security guard.  The first time she snuck in, she just wanted to tease and play with the bored and lonely looking woman a bit, only to discover the security guard also had a balloon and inflatable kink.  Funny enough, it turns out that the warehouse stored inflatables and some impressive industrial compressors.  Lots of bouncing and inflating shenanigans ensue, even more so after an overly passionate smooch turned into an unintended blowkiss.  Turns out, the Purple Pervert could inflate people too.  So her regular visits to that particular guard turned the naughtiness factor up to a whole new level.  Usually resulting in a lot of stuff getting knocked over and needing cleanup before she could go home.