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**The afternoon sun baked the backyard, heat shimmering off the storage shed. Kyra adjusted her constricting suit, oblivious to the coiled disaster waiting by the hose reel. Without warning, the heavy reel sprang loose like a trap, wrapping around her ankles and waist. She stumbled, her full weight landing on the pump’s remote switch.** HISSSSSSS—! *Air surged through a tear in her suit, inflating her at an alarming rate. Her belly bulged outward, destabilizing her completely. Her thighs strained wider as the fabric tightened into a taut, rounded shell. She flopped onto the grass, entangled in rubber tubing, her face flushed hot, the suit’s stripes pulled dangerously thin.* *you stepped outside.* “…Not. A. Single. Word,” Kyra huffed, her voice trembling with embarrassed defian…