The Inflatable Girl: Again

“Hii… uu…”
Her small, tightly closed anus.
Beyond that, I could catch a glimpse of a place she would never normally show.
There was nothing indecent in my intentions.
But still, just seeing it for the first time made my heart race faster and faster.

I gently inserted my fingertip into the small, tightly closed hole.
“Uhi… higu… uuh…”
My finger touched the ultra-small pump.
Squelch… squelch…
“Ia… no… stop…”
I tried to hook it with my nail to pull it out, but the pump slipped even deeper inside.
Without thinking, I used more force.
Squish!!
“Iguu!?”
Splash!!!
Whoa!!

Amane’s body suddenly jerked up, scattering warm splashes of water.
Eh, eh… did she pee herself?
Amane’s face turned bright red as she squeezed her eyes shut tightly.
“Haa— haa— h-hyu… hyu… hyu…”
Her breathing sounded strained and labored.
Her shoulders rose and fell dramatically.
Her swollen belly, even larger than before, was pushing up against her lungs and making it hard to breathe.
I have to get what’s inside out—fast!
Once again, I reached my finger into Amane’s small hole.
H-huh?
The pump that had been there a moment ago was gone.
No way.
I must have pushed it even further in by accident when I got startled earlier.
Maybe if I press on her stomach, it’ll come out…
But…
“Hyu… hyu… hyu…”
No good.
Amane’s belly was swollen so tight and hard, like a tire.
If I push now, her stomach might really tear open.
N-no more.
I-I need to call an ambulance right away!!
But my phone is broken.
Ah, that’s right.
Amane’s phone should be in the locker room.
Leaving Amane by the poolside, I ran toward the girls’ locker room.
Clatter!!!
I opened the locker.
On top of Amane’s neatly folded school uniform was her smartphone.
She had secretly told me her passcode before, so I knew it.
“We’ll head to the scene right away.” beep
Five more minutes until they arrive.
Now it’ll be okay.
My shoulders finally relaxed as I held Amane’s phone and slowly made my way back to the poolside.

SPLURT!!!!

A bursting sound echoed in the distance.
A cold chill ran down my back, and the blood drained from my face.
N-no way!?
I hurried back to the poolside.

Squish… squelch…
“U… ga… uuu…”
A red flower bloomed on the poolside.
At its center lay Amane.
I rushed over to her.
A blood-soaked, foul stench of vomit and excrement assaulted my nose.
“I… a… aa…”
Amane reached out her bloodstained hand toward me.
Her hand was as cold as ice.
Her abdomen had split wide open.
Entangled intestines spilled onto the ground, steaming faintly.
Deep inside her chest, her stomach was swollen like a balloon and convulsing.
Five minutes until the ambulance arrives.
By then, Amane would probably already be…
Without thinking, I hugged Amane tightly.
“Hel… p… me… ugh…”
Blood mixed with bubbles dripped from her lips as she desperately tried to speak.
I kept holding Amane’s trembling body close to me.
There was something I wanted to tell her—
But…
“Guh… uu…”
Amane vomited a great amount of blood,
then gently closed her eyes and all strength left her body.

A few weeks later…
“Ah, you’re here!”
Amane greeted me with a smile as I came to visit her in the hospital.
She had come back to life in the ambulance and, thanks to her strong constitution, was recovering rapidly.
As expected from someone who once managed to survive nearly drowning by coughing up water on her own.

“Hi there!”
“So this is the boy you’ve been bragging about?”
It seemed like Amane was getting along well with the friends she’d made in the hospital.
I’d heard that all of them were girls who’d been injured by that ultra-small pump.
Judging by their appearance, their stomachs had probably split open just like Amane’s.
Seeing everyone looking so lively really put my mind at ease.
This time, I’m determined to tell Amane how I feel—
Before she goes somewhere I can’t reach again.