Inflation Therapy

WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS INFLATION. IF YOU DO NOT LIKE INFLATION, DO NOT COMMENT!

Asgore was just walking around when he saw Frisk was there wearing a blue colored uniform. The uniform resembled that of a masseur and there was a small balloon symbol on the right side of his chest.

"Oh hey Asgore." Frisk said to his friend passing by.

"Howdy Frisk….may I ask why you're wearing that attire?" he replied, walking over to Frisk.

"Well I got a job doing something called Inflation Therapy…my job is kind of strange…but I can demonstrate it for you." Frisk replied.

Asgore was a bit confused but he was eager to learn of Frisk's job. The two headed to Asgore's room.

"So, I'm a bit like a masseur. I give massages…but these are a bit different. You are-" Frisk was cut off.

"Could you give me one of your special massages?" Asgore asked. "I mean I am feeling a bit tense and maybe one of those could make me feel better."

"Um, sure. But this isn't an ordinary massage…well…the first thing you have to do is take off your armor and put away anything sharp." Frisk said.

Asgore took off his armor and used a file to make his horns a bit less pointed. He put away his trident and crown.

"What now Frisk?" Asgore asked him.

"Make sure you're wearing stretchy clothes." Frisk stated.

"Well, considering the fact my weight increases and decreases a lot….I think that's check." Asgore answered with a little chuckle. Frisk giggled a bit too.

"Okay…now….here's where things might get strange. I'm gonna put this hose in your navel. As much as it tickles, you have to stay still until I say I'm done…okay?" Frisk stated as he got out a hose. Asgore nodded and lifted his shirt up, which exposed his round, fluffy and white stomach and his navel. Frisk placed the hose inside it. Asgore then saw the hose was tied to a strange machine. Frisk pressed the big red button on the machine. Soon Asgore felt his stomach fill with air.

"Oh my! This…this feels….actually very good…ohohoho! It feels…great!" Asgore laughed. The rest of his body began to fill up with air as well. Frisk smiled to himself. Asgore kept inflating until he started to look like a ball. His hands and feet sunk into his body as well. Soon Frisk stopped the machine and took off the hose.

"Well I'm done." He said.

"Oh that's too bad. I wanted to grow a lot more!" Asgore chuckled happily.

"Well now it's time for me to give you your special massage." Frisk said as he rolled Asgore onto his back and began to massage it. Asgore smiled and let out a purr-like noise.

"So do you like this?" Frisk asked. Asgore nodded.

"I didn't think being blown up like a balloon would feel so great….but the best was being inflated….I really wish I could inflate a bit more." he stated.

"Well I can fill you up with some water if you want. I can inflate you way more with it than with air." Frisk stated. "But I have to deflate you."

"Alright then…." Asgore said. Frisk then jumped on Asgore and he blew out all the air in him. Asgore chuckled and helped Frisk get on the floor. He put the hose in Asgore's navel and filled the machine with water.

"Are you ready?" Frisk asked. Asgore nodded. Soon Asgore's belly began to fill with water.

"Oooh….this is so much better than the air one….ohoho this feels so good!" he thought. Soon he was filled to the brim with water, though he looked like he had put on a couple pounds rather than be perfectly round He did feel much much bigger and full than when he was inflated with air.

"Well then!" Asgore exclaimed. "Frisk, I'm ready…Frisk? Where are you?" He then looked down and saw Frisk's legs…

"Oh dear!" he stood up. Frisk crawled out from under him.

"Maybe I shouldn't have done that." Frisk stated, brushing off his uniform. He got onto Asgore's belly and yawned.

"Are you sleepy?" Asgore asked. Frisk nodded.

"This is just like a water bed….cushiony and sloshy….." Frisk instantly fell asleep. Asgore smiled and held him, cradling him on his soft and squishy waterballoon belly.