
Devious feline spellcaster & potions dealer.
18+ Kink Page, primarily Inflation of the furry variety, but dabbling in other weird, expansive, or cartoony kinks...
May involve lots of in-character roleplay.
...The cracks in the ceiling in that top one invite a particular sort of aggression to the idea. Not exactly being gently pulled up!
Oh no, nothing gentle about it! Why do you think she's begging you for help so insistently? She can feel the ceiling getting ready to give out from under (above?) her!
Someone really oughta tell her that if she's putting that much force on the ceiling, she's not someone that can be pulled...down? up? -- point is there's not much to be done about it except watch...!
As if she'd listen! If she could she'd grab onto you as tight as she could, even if it meant yanking you up with her to her starbound fate!
And by the time it occurs to me to get out from her grip, it's...ill-advised...
I actually really like that second one because the weirdness with the leg makes it look like, while she isn't visibly inflating, she might actually just be a human shaped balloon with no bones >u< And CONVERSELY I love the fact that the ceiling she's floating up against is cracking under the stress of her body pushing up against it XD That's more than just buoyancy, that's a strong magnetic pull ^u^
And yeah, AI is, at least with its current intention, not just art theft but also exploitation of artists as workers. Still, it is fun to see different outcomes. ...Hmm, I wonder if flattening has been blacklisted like inflation has...? 🤔
That's more than just buoyancy, that's a strong magnetic pull
Even better, a strong magnetic push away from the very earth itself~
=u=; Y-yeah, strong magnetic push away from the earth, heheh, that's totally not able to do anything other than make a person float up into the sky ^-^;
Imagines herself in a fortified underground bunker with steel lined walls and ceiling when the curse begins to affect her, her body being magnetically forced away from the earth's core, her back pressed tightly against the ceiling, but as time passes the magnetic force keeps increasing, beginning to compress her thinner and thinner against the hard ceiling until she's effectively a widely spread out poster of herself. Then the ventilation systems kick on to ensure the old air is cycled out and new air in, drawing her papery body into a vent at the top of the room where she's quickly blown through ventilation ducts and expelled outside... the curse, still in effect, causing her flat body to flitter up into the sky, further and further, higher and higher, until she escapes the atmosphere. With a feeling of despair in one's own good luck she realizes that at least she can survive the lack of oxygen now that she's flat and no longer has or requires working lungs(don't ask it just works), but as she's forced further and further away from the slowly shrinking blue marble that is her home, she wonders if that's even "good" luck at all~ 🥴💦
And yes, of course I HAD to take it in that direction 😉