Diagnosis results You were sitting in your room looking for stuff to watch. Suddenly, a movie you never saw before popped up on the screen. It was called "Subliminal Fetish". That's odd, when did this come out? you clicked on it. It had no description, and it said it was added this year. It had pretty good ratings too. Weird how it had no rating. You played it, and it started. "Hello viewer. Focus on my voice." You suddenly felt sucked into the screen, mouth opening. "Now, sit there, while i make your dreams come true." You never checked how long the movie was. You felt a weird sensation in your stomach. "I know your dreams, Wolfy. I know you want to inflate. I will make you inflate. Just let me work my magic." You felt your stomach swelled arousingly slow, letting you enjoy every moment. "You like the sensation, don't you? Of you stomach filling, with no way to stop it? It will never stop, even if you turn me off." You tried to reach the remote, but your stomach had surprisingly grown too big to reach, for how slow it was going. The pleasure made you warm and flustered, holding your swelling stomach. "Do you want to pop, Wolfy? I can make you pop." You panted as you tried to move, your stomach obscuring your vision. You shook your head frantically, knowing deep inside it's what you wanted. "No stopping me now, Wolfy. I'll pop you like the fat balloon you are." You moaned more, feeling your legs spread to let your balloon of a stomach swell further. It was starting to hurt so good. You creaked cartoonishly, your stomach wobbling as you tried to suck it back in. "No use in that, balloon." You felt yourself sqeuak as your stomach started to hurt more. You felt the limit being pressured. You couldn't hold anymore in you. "Poor balloon, i wish you didn't have to go." You screamed out in ecstasy, not able to express any other emotion. You popped shortly after, leaving scraps everywhere. "Poor Wolfy. I wish they lasted longer."