Box of Comics, A

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11/11/2013

Trent curses as he digs through the box of comics he'd bought from the bookstore and a cloud of dust rushes up out of the box. He pulls out dusty issues of Superman, Batman, and others ranging from Supergirl to Spiderman. He notes the formerly white pages are now brown and knows none of these have any resale value, but he loves comics and only paid five bucks for the whole box. He digs out more comics, stacks them on the floor, and notices a shiny metal something in the bottom of the box. He pulls it out, blows some of the dust off of it, and rubs it to try and see more of the art work on the gold lamp.

Suddenly, a blue smoke like cloud rushes out of the lamp, Trent drops the lamp, and moves away as a form takes shake in the blue cloud. A woman steps forth out of the blue cloud and the cloud disappears behind her. She smiles, "You have released me and I shall grant you three wishes."

Trent stammers as he stares at the short, scantly clad, blonde woman, "Wha....what?"

"I am a genie. You've released me and I will grant you three wishes."

Somewhat turned on by her and not thinking clearly, Trent wishes without hesitation, "I wish I was a living balloon."

A hissing sounds and a pressure begins to build within Trent. His excitement grows as his belly pushes outward and slowly curves upward toward his chest. He gently pushes on his pregnant belly, it squeaks, and feels firm to the touch. The genie watches in silence as the rest of Trent's body plumps with air. His back and sides stretch outward and his torso becomes spherical.

Trent frowns as his inflation flows and a loudly creaking sounds. "Am I full?"

The genie smirks, "No."

A soft pop sounds as the skin on Trent's huge belly splits and reveals the smooth surface of a blue balloon beneath it. More soft pops sound, the pressure eases a little, and he sheds his old skin. He feels euphoria as his sphere slowly swallows his arms and legs. He smiles as his manhood is absorbed into his inflating body and he grows bigger and bigger. He feels a child like wonder as he becomes a sexless blue balloon and admits this is the single greatest day of his life.

Trent feels his head inflating and watches as the blow skin of his sphere body turns transparent to reveal only air within. "Wow." Two hollow thumps sound as his feet are absorbed into his body and two more follow shortly after as his hands follow suit. Trent feels his inflated neck stretch flat as his head is pulled toward his sphere body. Creaks and squeaks sound as his head slowly merges with his body and he is a giant, transparent, blue, balloon with his human face. The hissing sounds hollow now his head is part of his sphere body and his skin begins super taught as he stretches toward the ceiling. Worry fills Trent as he gets within two feet's of the ceiling, but the hissing stops ending his swelling transformation. His body squeaks softly as he slowly breathes and feels a sensation of bliss wash through him.

The genie asks, "Are you pleased with your first wish?"

Rubber creaks sound as Trent smiles, "I am."

The genie responds, "That pleases me. Would you like to make your second wish?"

"Not right now. I would like to enjoy my first wish for a while."

The genie nods, "Take all the time you need." The cloud of blue smoke engulfs her again and the cloud sucks back into the lamp. Trent's body squeaks and creaks in the quiet room as he slowly breathes and enjoys his new form.

Later Trent stares with worry as Claudia stares at him with disbelief and disgust. His explanation seems to have only disgust and anger her more. He likes Claudia a lot and thinks she is the best girlfriend he's ever had, but his current state seems to move her into angry ex girlfriend mode. He watches his pick up a pair of scissors and a sinister smirk spreads across her face. She moves toward him stabbing with the scissors and he yells, "Genie, I wish I was unpoppable!!"

A loud squeak sounds as the scissors collide with Trent's rubber skin and push his body inward, but the pressure within his resilient body pushes the scissors back outward again. Claudia curses, "What the hell?" Trent slowly opens his eyes and smiles. Anger fills Claudia and she stabs with the scissors several times, but loud squeaks are the only results.

Trent smirks as he stares at the frustrated Claudia, "Looks like I'm not popping."

Claudia glares at him and slams the scissors into his inflated body, but again a loud squeak sounds again. "What the fuck?"

Trent laughs again, "Looks like I'm not going anywhere."

The genie turns her attention away from the angry Claudia and looks at Trent. "Your next wish, master."

A sinister smile spreads across Trent's face, "Oh that's easy. I wish the two of you had the bodies of my dream girls and lived to serve me."

Rubber squeaks and creaks sound as both Claudia and the genie turn into rubber balloons. A hissing sounds from them with the slow sound of slowly stretching rubber as their boobs swell to the size of basketballs and their butts plump half soccer balls. The hissing stops and they both gently touch their new bodies. Carelessly, Claudia swings her hand away from her boobs and the tip of the scissors collide with the genie's boobs.

Suddenly a pop sounds and flesh cover rubber rains down to the floor. Claudia stares in shock and Trent responds, "You popped her."

Claudia smiles, "You didn't wish her unpoppable. Just like me." She stabs at her own boobs with the scissors, "Hope you like being alone." The scissors collide with Claudia's boobs, a pop sounds, the scissors hit the floor, and flesh colored rubber rains to the floor.

Trent stares at the piles of flesh colored rubber on the floor and wishes that just didn't happen. He feels all alone in the world and worries he will be for a long time. The tightness of his blue, transparent skin body, and the fullness sensation distract him. He smiles as the feelings of bliss return and he enjoys his new form. He does know if it will be days or maybe even years when someone will find him, but he's not worried. He's unpoppable.

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