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----------------------------- by A Nonamous |
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(Again, if anyone wants to make a drawing
based on this story, thatÆs fine.) The SWAT Kats were working late that night. T-bone was cleaning off the Turbokat while Razor put the finishing touches on his latest weapon. T-bone threw down his washrag as he climbed down the ladder. "Well the old girlÆs about as spotless as she can get." "Good," said Razor, looking up from some sort of laser device, "IÆve just about finished this new gadget. It should allow us to capture criminals without anyone getting hurt." "ThatÆd be a change," smirked T-bone. "Tell me about it," muttered Razor, tightening one last bolt. " ThereÆs just one thing, I need to test this on something." "Fine," said T-bone, "LetÆs go get a barrel or something and have some target-practice." Razor bit his lip, "Actually, I need to test this on someone." T-bone wasnÆt sure what he meant by this, but then he caught the look Razor was giving him. "Oh no, not ME. Why donÆt we go zap Burke or Murray? IÆm not putting my neck on the line for some toy of yours." "Come on T-bone, be a sport," Said Razor, charging up the gun. "IÆve double checked this thing to make sure it isnÆt harmful or anything. Just one shot, I promise." T-bone rolled his eyes, sighed, and shrugged, "Oh, all right. But just ONE shot, understand." "No problem," Said Razor, setting his sights on his partner. He jerked the trigger, and a purple beam zapped T-bone. T-bone wasnÆt even fazed, and just stood there staring at Razor, waiting to be frozen, knocked out, shocked, or something, but nothing happened. Razor sighed, dropping the gun on his work table. "I guess it needs fine-tuning." He said, turning to go up the ladder. "Well, next time pick some thug to test it on, not me. IÆll be up in a minute, IÆve got to clean up the workshop." T-bone was just about finished sweeping up when the ray, apparently just delayed, started to work. He felt a gurgling in his stomach, at first. Dismissing it as hunger, he decided to get a late snack before calling it a day. After about a minute, his uniform began to feel tight. He ignored it, but as he was crossing the floor, he began to feel lighter, looking down, he saw his shirt starting to stretch at his belly was expanding! "What the.." he sputtered, raising his arms to get a better look. T-boneÆs gut was definitely growing, now at a pretty fast rate. Before his surprised eyes, his belly began to grow bigger and bigger, pushing his shirt up. Waving his arms, T-bone began to loose balance, falling forward, bouncing on ever-expanding stomach, bouncing across the room. He now began to rise in the air, his feet sticking straight out in front of him, involuntarily trying to touch together. But T-boneÆs massive belly was too big for his legs to reach around, and it was getting bigger! "Razor!" He yelled, surprise finally releasing his voice. Razor slid down the ladder, and took in the scene. T-boneÆs stomach had swelled to the point of bursting. Shirt and pants taught but intact, he looked like he had swallowed a canister of compressed air and it had exploded in his stomach. Razor couldnÆt suppress a laugh as his partner finally stopped growing, his head only inches bellow the ceiling. "Razor, what was that weapon you fired at me?" T-bone gasped. "It was an Inflation ray," Razor whispered, out of breath from laughing, "but I think I need to increase the timing." |