Temporary Inflation
Paul discovers that the new temp in his office has a thing for balloons.
My name is Paul. It was Monday morning at Kline & Associates. The beginning of a new work week. Our regular secretary Vera was on her vacation. Jack the boss called one of those temp agencies for a fill-in for the week.
It was 9 o'clock, and still no one had shown up.
Then I heard a clacking....
It was the high heals of our secretary of the week...
Evidently, Jack also must have also heard the noise...
He popped out of his office to greet her... "Well...Welcome young lady..."
Jack said in his loud obnoxious voice.
"You must be from Secra-Temps..."
"Yes , sir...I'm Melanie... Melanie Stevens..." She answered.
"Well...Melanie my dear...just sit yourself down over there near the computer...I'll be right back." the boss announced as he walked towards his office...
I couldn't take me eyes off of her, She was a real beauty... 5' 5'', auburn hair and a knock-out figure...She had kind of a evil look to her...but for her, it worked...it was really kind of sexy.
Soon Jack returned with a bundle of latex balloons (6 all together)
One of the balloons said on it WELCOME !
"I hope ya like it around here sweetheart...this a nice place to work"
"I'm sure I'll like it here..." she beamed with a big grin on her face. "...and Mr. Kline...where are the rest rooms?" she abruptly asked.
"Up the hall on the left hand side...The little girls room...ya' can't miss it."
"...Have a good day ,dear... let me know if I get any calls."
"Thanks...I will..." Melanie replied as she reached over and pulled down one of the balloons from the bundle. It was large pink one.
She glanced quickly around, to see if the coast was clear.
She quickly walked toward the hallway with the pink balloon in her hand.
Usually I'm not this nosy, but...I was wondering why she was leaving her desk with a balloon in her hand.
Quickly looking again...She ducked into the ladies room. I played it cool, pretending to take a drink from the water fountain.
Moments later I couldn't believe my ears...
It was squeaking rubber. Next I started to hear groaning.
What was she doing in there I wondered ?
Then I heard a pop simultaneously with a muffled outcry and a sigh.
Then I put two and two together...She was getting off with the balloon.
I waited a few minutes for her to come out .
As she was leaving the restroom, I casually looked like I was just passing by.
"Good Morning !" was all I could muster.
I could see the beads of sweat on her brow...She must have had a good time, I thought.
"Morning..." was all she replied, trying to look hurried.
As the day went on I thought about what went on that morning...it kind of got me excited.
I wondered , if 6 balloons got her elated...how would a dozen affect her ?
As I left for the evening...I noticed there were only 2 balloons left near her desk...
Boy...She must have been at it again...the tell tail sign was a few scraps of rubber near the foot of the ladies' room door.
A vision rushed through my head.
When I arrived home I called my local florist and asked them to deliver a dozen of the biggest balloons that they had, to Melanie at the office, with a card telling her who they were from.
I almost couldn't sleep that evening , thinking about her.
The next day I arrived at my office about 10 AM after an hour long meeting.
I strolled by Melanie's desk...there was a big bundle of balloons...
Nice large ones just like I ordered...then I noticed...there were only 10 balloons... (She had been at it again.) I waited until lunch time rolled around before I walked to the secretary's desk again.
At 12 sharp I made my move. "Hello...my name's Paul...What beautiful balloons you have !"I stopped to think how that sounded...
Oh no...a lame tit reference...I thought I'd blown it with her for sure...
"Yes, they're big , firm, round and tight." She answered suggestively with that evil, sexy look I had mentioned before.
"You want to see 'em close up?"
"Sure." was all I could reply.
"All right let's step into your office... Paul."
She grabbed her bundle of balloons and ran into my office...luckily it was lunchtime so no one saw her run in there...I quickly followed and locked the door behind us.
"Take off your pants!" she demanded... how could I refuse ?
She then pull down my jockey shorts...and put her hot mouth around my dick.
Wow...a blow job for a dozen balloons? What would happen if I bought her a balloon factory ?
She then started to puff on the tip of my penis...big , deep breaths...I began to feel a little funny...bloated if you will...I was starting to grow... I couldn't believe it...She was inflating me by blowing on my dick...She blew with deeper and deeper breaths. The pretty, evil Melanie was inflating me into a round balloon.
"What are you doing ?!" I demanded.
"You like balloons don't you ?" She said with a hint of sarcasm. "Well... now you are one. I guess you know about my little escapades in the office lady's room."
"No..." I answered trying to look like I wasn't lying.
"You must have...Why else would you send me a dozen giant helium balloons? Besides, I saw you lurking around the ladies room yesterday...you know...GOOD MORNING!" She slyly smiled. Quickly, she resumed inflating me . Her breaths really felt good...
But what I didn't like, was she was inflating me... just like a toy balloon. She had inflated me so big and that there wasn't much room in my office. Then after a few more puffs, she stopped.
"Time to play with my balloon" Melanie announced. She picked up my round balloon body and started rubbing it against herself. Then she pulled down her panties and put firm tight buns on top of me...bouncing up and down on top of me. In reality I could get to like this. She certainly was enjoying herself.
Just then, I saw her reach in her pocketbook and take out a bobby pin.
"What...what are you doing ?!" I managed to stammer out.
"You should know by now...When I reach my climax...I like to pop my balloons." She replied with a smirk on her face.
I didn't know what to think...I guess my gut feelings should have known there was evil lurking in that tight sexy little body...but I guess I must have been thinking with the same thing she had used to inflate me.
Soon she was entirely undressed , rolling around on my swollen body. She was grunting and groaning in ecstasy..."Oh Yeahhhh!" She cried out.
I knew she wouldn't last long...So I had to think quickly...Either that...or be popped by a girl with a sexual balloon fetish.
"Melanie...I have one request before you pop me!" I called out.
"What's that ?" she asked surprised.
"Well...You looked so pretty , the first day of work...I just wanted to ask you on a date...well then...uh..."
"What....Screw me??" She retorted angrily.
"No...Kiss you." I finished "Please...may I have just one kiss??"
"Sure Balloon-Boy !" Melanie giggled. After looking me over for a second, she puckered up. Before she pressed her lips to mine, I took a deep breath and held it.
Her lips met mine... It was a deep passionate kiss...Without a second thought... I exhaled into her mouth.
Within a few seconds, My body started to deflate...while little Miss Balloon Fetish turned into her favorite toy...
Melanie was now a big round balloon...Her breasts grew to incredible new heights. They resembled a set of weather balloons.
I very well could have picked up the bobby pin she had dropped moments earlier... but I figured...What the heck...I should have some fun.
"Well...Well...Look who's a balloon now." I said like a wise-ass.
For the next hour... I kissed and tasted those round, amazing balloons. and rolled around on her soft balloon body...
What a feeling! Bouncing and playing with my real-life inflatable love doll!
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