I also had always enjoyed fantasies of growth not just by fat, but by alternative means. Watching classic cartoons while growing up fueled my earliest fantasies, especially those of humans and funny animals being inflated with helium, air and especially water. I even got into self-inflation fantasies. I imagined myself like Little Lulu's dad swallowing an underground lake, turning into a turgid,
. rolling, human water balloon. I'd stuff my pajamas with pillows and admire my reflection in the mirror as a roly-poly ball of flesh. So when I got the e-mail that had targeted me specifically because of my semi-secret desires, I was more than a little curious. It was a survey form, claiming to be from a company planning to market entertainment materials such as books, magazines and videos targeted to fans of weight gain and body inflation fantasies. It asked me about my likes and dislikes in the genre, if I enjoyed weight gain versus inflation, gas vs. water, and self-inflation vs. growing someone else bigger.
