Male Inflation

After some visible hesitation, Sheila has made her mind.

- Phil, just, do me a favor, stop pursuing me. She said,

- You are good friend, cute boy, but,

- What but?

- You aren't my type, you see.

- And whats wrong?

- Some girls like skinny guys, I don't. Get some press and shoulders. Well, that doesn't matter, it would be better for us to remain friends.

At that point Phil had to say something, but he hadn't figured what exactly. Further discussion was about pets, bbq on weekend and other harmless things.

It was about a year after Jon’s inflation. Jon was now 19 with brown hair and bright blue eyes. Jon grew up in the city of Butler PA just north of Pittsburgh. He remembered the horrible pain and suffering that eventually led to him being a huge inflated balloon. Eventually it subsided and he returned to normal, but he still was angry at who ever made that drink. He talked to Tom the store owner and he said he bought back in the sixties from a place called Zeros pranks and gags. It took a while but Jon finnaly tracked down that store. It was in the city of Pittsburgh, PA.