Another thing before I get started on my tale of how my date with Helia went is--and I want you all ta know this upfront--the girl is a great person. A big (BIG) tease but a great person none the less.

I had written stuff for Helia before. She posted one story of mine but the rest she said were too RACY to post on Inflate123's site. [Hey, I have my standards...if it ain't vaguely clean, the whole site's at risk of shutdown, and who wants that? Y'all understand. -123] Of course, she asked me for those "racy" tales and I happily supplied maybe half a dozen to her. When I heard about her "win a date" contest I hadn't written anything in a while BE related but I figured WHAT THE HELL and scratched up something. I sent it to her and it seemed like it took her forever to reply (I think she was on a photo shoot or something else). When she did (finally) respond she said she had a few stories from submittors and it was hard for her to judge the best out of the best.

And then I was notified that I had won. Just so I don't piss any of my fellow BE friends off I do not consider my writing GOOD or even close compared to some of the people I heard submitted stories.

I live in Cincinnati and Helia is from New York (state). She flew on a Friday afternoon and you are damn straight I took the whole afternoon off so I was there to meet her at the airport. I was a nervous wreck right up until I met her (and for a while after we met which you will understand in a moment).

Helia arrived out of gate C24. I guess you can say she isn't a hard girl to notice in a crowd. I recall all these business men and families coming out of the gate. I knew I was looking for a short brunette (short to me - I am 6 foot 3). I saw this girl appear behind this big Texan looking guy and figured maybe she was with him.

Then I saw (with all respect to Helia) the jugs on the short brunette!

I have never known a girl with 44GG breasts. On a girl her size (I think she said she was 5-5 or 5-6) HELL, ON A GIRL ANY SIZE breasts THAT big are f*cking huge. She was wearing a denim shirt, unbuttoned (worn loose) and a white (I don't know what the material was) running shirts - like a tanktop but of thicker material. The denim shirt was pushed aside by those big damn tits and she wasn't wearing a bra because those things were jiggling around and you could see her nipples poking up.

For a minute there I thought of running away, just bolting for the f*cking door, going home and burying my face under my pillow. I mean, this girl is a dream come true for titfreaks like me PLUS the fact she's the hottest REAL BE female writer I know - besides JulieKat that is.

Maybe that is what kept me from running though, I thought maybe I could bury my face in Helia's pillows because there SURELY was enough there to bury a face within. Damn!

Helia, outside of those huge f*cking tits, is very cute. Her hair was long and braided in a long ponytail (or whatever they call it). She would make an excellent Lara Croft. She had brown eyes and these sweet full red lips (perfect for you know what, I thought). Her bottom half was packed into these tight blue jeans. She isn't a skinny chick but she's definitely NOT fat. She never told me but I figured she had to weight around 130 or 135 pounds. She had a slim waist compared to those huge jugs and her ass is (how to put this) PERFECT. I'm not into chicks with skinny little asses and Helia had a set of cheeks. Not huge or out of proportion. I kept thinking of that song by Sir Mixalot MY BABY'S GOT BACK!

I went up to Helia and asked her if she was Helia. I think I caught her off guard because she kind of looked at me for a minute until things clicked. Helia isn't her real name and once she realized what was going on she snapped to. She gave me a big hug that gave me wood right there and then. I think she liked the hug too because her nips (which are pretty good sized themselves) were REALLY standing at attention.

We got her bags and went and got her rental car. I think I was shaking the whole time as I waited not only at the luggage carousel but also at the rental car desk. I kept thinking SHIT! I AM WITH HELIA MELONOWSKI AND SHE'S REAL AND SHE'S HERE AND SHE'S CUTE AND SHE'S GOT HUGE TITS. What can I say? I'm a pig like the rest of youse guys.

The first thing we did was get some food. Helia was starving (she didn't look like it) so we went to an Applebee's not far from the airport. I had her follow me.

I can't say this enough and it probably sounds pathetic as hell but initially it was hard (literally too) being with this girl. We sat there in a booth at the restaurant. She took her denim shirt off and all I could see was those damn big jugs of hers. She didn't seem to care that me (with probably every other guy in the place) looking at her. Of course, she was probably used to it being as (according to what she told me) she'd always been busty since late grade school. She leaned back and stretched once while we sat there and I thought 1. Her boobs were actually growing and going to burst from her tight top, and 2. I was going to die of a heart attack. It was hell, fellas. I kid you not! During our dinner she talked about her trip and about the internet and other stuff. By the way, Helia can put away the grub. Over the weekend we ate out a couple times having some rather big meals and Helia can (daintly) scarf down some food. I suspect any fat probably goes right to those magnificent tits of hers.

After dinner I helped her get to her hotel and get her luggage to her room. She didn't have a lot of luggage: one big suitcase and a smaller case that she said she had some fun stuff contained within. She was a little tired and wanted to crash in her hotel room for a while before we resumed our "date." I went home for a while before getting back together with her.

When we got back together we decided on going to a movie. RUNAWAY BRIDE was showing (and at the cheapy movies too!) and Helia likes Julia Roberts (Yuck!) and Richard Gere (Whatever) soooo - and like I was going to say NO to anything Helia wanted to do. Helia showed me one of the things from her smaller suitcase. Remember the part of the date where she said she'd actually wear balloons in her top for the date? Well, she wasn't shitten, man!

Before we left for the movie we hung out in her hotel room and she showed me what was in her case. She brought some gifts for me that consisted of several different sized beachballs, a variety of balloons, an inflatable dinosaur (Brontosaurus) and some pictures (PG rated, clothed but hubba hubba!) of her - including a really cool morphed one she said was done by Johnny Swell. Getting back to the "special" thing she said she'd do from her contest posting (hold onto your seats, dudes!) we filled up a couple big ass balloons with warm water, Helia put on this super huge bra (she showed me the bra but I didn't see her put it on. I can't recall the size but it was far bigger than her jugs if you can believe that!) and then she stuffed the big balloons in her top (she was wearing a knit gray sweater). She reminded me of that Tina Small chick but maybe a size or two smaller.

Then we left for the movies. She let me put my arm around her and I could feel those huge waterballoons slosh around in her top and slap against my side. You should have seen the looks we got. My head was spinning and it probably because my dick was so stiff. It was heaven and hell all in the same sitting. Helia admitted to me that "playing" being gigantic made me quite horny. She said she got off on a lot of the stories she wrote especially the ones guys wrote to and about her.

After the movie (considering the movie sucked being in the presence of Helia was anything but boring) we went to my apartment and hung out, talked and stuff. Nothing major. She didn't stay which was fine because I got a huge headache (probably tension) and actually asked if we could call it a night. And if any of you wise f*ckers makes fun of me I'll kick your ass!

Saturday we got together around noon. Helia wanted to go hit some area malls (I think she mentioned this too in her contest stuff) so we went out shopping. It was totally cool. The chick is a total tease. We stopped in a couple clothing stores and she tried on some shit that I don't think she could wear out in public. She let me pick out a bra we got at a Lynn Bryant store (she wore it later than gave it to me before she left). We ate lunch at a pizza place in the mall which reminded me of a story she wrote which didn't do anything for the hardon I was sporting at the time.

I am going to skip all the trivia in between shit that led up to Saturday night. We went to a club and partied. Dancing with Helia was a dream. The girl is a freak! I felt like that brass pole at a strip joint. She was wearing a bra but those big tits were bouncing all over. I'm surprised she didn't knock herself out or me. She was real cool the whole night at the club. Other guys came up and asked her to dance while we were sitting there but she turned them down. I felt real honored and like she was really my date for the night (and I guess she really more or less was MY date).

The best part was AFTER the bar. We went back her hotel room and (believe me, she did this) Helia put on a "balloon modeling show" for me. She had a bunch of stretchy cotton undergarments (looked like long underwear to me) and she proceeded in filling the tops and bottoms full of balloons. It was truly bizarre and truly a turn-on for me as it was for her. She danced for me and rubbed me down with her ballooned appendages and generally just did things from my wildest BE dreams - other than actually blowing up like her fictional balloon self. She bounced. She wiggled. She jiggled. She popped.

I spent the night and all I can say is Helia is DA BOMB! No, we did not have sex. Helia had two beds in her hotel room and I slept on one and she slept on the other. I figure it this way - if I am a gentleman now it might mean a better shot at sweet Helia later. You know what I'm saying?

Sunday we hung out and I gave her a tour of Cincinnati. We went to Kentucky and ate at a great rib place. I accompanied her to the airport and she left.

Was the contest and her visit worth it? HELL YES!