it's definitely not my main focus but I think gas is a very fun addition to a lot of inflation scenarios, I've said it before but I'm very picky with how it's handled tbh, The main appeal of it to me is simply that it's an embarrassing release of excess air and pressure, but it completely loses me once like, smell is factored in, or if it's colored like green or brown, I don't want it to be gross!!

Probably when she was guest of honor at a neighboring kingdom's grand banquet, she had decided to wear a tight choker and a plug in hopes to prevent any 'unbecoming outbursts'... What she didn't know was that this kingdom's #1 export was dairy, and after only a few generous courses of the rich, creamy and cheese-laden feast, her majesty was ballooning up uncontrollably with hot air, and with no way to vent the rapidly mounting pressure...
She almost filled the entire banquet hall before she popped

surprised you even have to ask LOL (They rule and i need one)

While the din of the crowded hall and the many layers of her gown may do well in muffling the sound, it becomes a good bit harder to hide when everyone can see her bloomers (and herself) puffing up with hot air and rising like dough...

W-why, of course not!! The breadth of my gown should be of no concern for such baseless accusations! And don't you know it's uncouth to speak of your princess' undergarme- (she hurriedly tries to shuffle past while she chides you, but stops at the muffled sound of a popped cork followed by an ominous hissing and fizzing as her skirts start to lift and puff out even further around her...) Ph...phooey...

Gosh, how lovely! I thank you for such a gracious gift, and they smell positively wonderful- snf
wait... theshe- sniffle wouldn' happem to be... pwummff... Ohh no....;;; bwrrmmmmfffphh.... I'mb... gunna-hhah...aah...aaACHOO-FWWOOOMMFPFHH!!

Nonsense! A princess knows her limits ✨ Besides, what would be truly terrible is if any of these delectable offerings were to go to waste!! Psh... as if I can't tell when I've had enou- rrRRUMMMBBLrblrbble...
...Oh dear...

Ever since the first keg of the mysterious sweet bubbling drink was brought to her, an offering from the guild of Culinary Arcanists, one dainty sip was all it took for Her Majesty to become utterly obsessed with the stuff... She immediately sent for as many barrels as they could supply her, even recruiting some of the arcanists to be part of her cookstaff!

(She would respond but presently she can barely manage to get a single word in between burps as they press and knead her royal hot air balloon of a body)

Do you take me for a fool? I'm sitting on my own throne, what else would I be sitting on?? And speak up next time, I can hardly hear you over that infernal hissing!

Goodness! Well... I couldn't possibly deny such generous offerings from my loyal subjects, it would be simply improper of me!

The larders will endure if I so wish! This banquet will not end until I have had enough! Do I look as though I’ve had enough? Now fetch me another tray of berry tarts, I can’t… seem to reach them…

Psh, of course not! A princess as graceful and proper as me would never do something so foolish! (spoken as the back of her gown begins to rise up conspicuously behind her...)

I decree that all doorways in the castle be resized! They seem to be shrinking with each passing week!!

I should consider it treason you even dare to ask!