Oh dear, I don't think that was air in that tank! One deep breath of that golden-orange gas has her swelling quite rapidly, and with the natural feedback loop of surprise leading to gasping, she's taken in quite a few puffs in just the few scant moments from opening that valve! Ah well, at least her jacket was kind enough to yield to its wearer rapidly ballooning out of it, and even her rear's still comfortably covered while it rapidly swells to match~

It's not my fault the FFD sent me one of their air tanks to fill for gas training, I repainted it in the proper P-235 orange to differentiate it! It's just the power of shenaniganery that led to it winding up on her back today of all days - I'm sure she'll remember she has magic sooner or later~

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