Tour, The

Because of our passion for balloons and it was her birthday, I took her on a personal tour of the factory. It being a Saturday, we were all alone alone in the factory, except for the millions and millions of balloons that were there with us.

Our first stop on the tour was the latex vats. Rebecca looked down into the vat. It was a pastel pink color, her favorite. She took a long deep breath and inhaled the intoxicating smell of the latex.

"I feel a little dizzy," she told me.

"It's the latex," I replied," You're not used to the intensity of the scent and it's making you light-headed."

Suddenly and without warning, she tripped, went over the guard rail and fell into the warm pink latex.

"Help!!!" she screamed!

She then went under and I hurried over to the release valve and drained the vat. When the latex had all drained out, I saw Rebecca just sitting at the bottom giggling.

I rushed down to see if she was alright. When I reached her she was still giggling. I looked at her; she was covered from her neck down to her toes in a layer of pink latex. Her belly also looked like she was about 9-10 months pregnant.

"I must have swallowed some of the latex," she laughed.

"Are you alright?" I asked, still somewhat concerned.

"I'll be alright," she said as she started to calm down.

She looked at herself.

"I feel like a big, pink, pregnant balloon," she told me.

"You look like one," I said smiling.

We both then broke out in laughter as we walked away from the vat.

After deciding that she would be alright, and that the latex in her stomach shouldn't hurt anything, they continued on their tour.

"I feel like I have a second layer of skin," she told me.

I grabbed some on her arm and pulled. It stretched out almost a foot before I put it back.

"Did that hurt?"

"No, in fact it felt kind of weird. Like an air pocket between my skin and the latex formed."

We looked at her arm. Sure enough, a small air bubble was right where I pulled it.

"I've got an idea," I said, with a devil-like tone in my voice.

"What?" she asked.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you," I promised her," Just follow me."

I led her down a long corridor to a big spacious room, almost like a garage. Inside were hundreds of boxes, each one filled with thousands of balloons of every shape, size, and color. And over in the corner were two gas tanks. The smaller one was labeled, "AIR," the other was labeled," HELIUM."

"Where are we?" she asked.

"This is the testing lab, aka: The Balloon Room," I explained," In here is where I enjoy my job the most. You see, besides being a manager, I'm also the official Funtex Balloon Tester. I inflate balloons, bounce on them, ride them, and pop them. It's my job to make sure we sell the best balloons on the planet!"

"And why are we here?" she nervously asked.

I walked over to the tank marked "HELIUM," grabbed a long hose and hooked it up to the tank. Then I grabbed the other walked over to her and began examining her. I saw just what I was looking for. Between her legs I saw a hole just large enough for me to insert the hose.

"Why are we here, you ask? Why, I'm going to inflate you silly."

"WHAT!!!!!!!!"

She had gotten so excited, she didn't even notice the hose sticking out from between her legs and leading to the helium. I walked over to the tank, and slow began to turn the valve.

I quick "YELP" and she looked down to see her hips beginning to fill out. Slowly her hips and thighs began to inflate as the hissing grew louder and more intense.

She tried walking and discovered that her legs were now expanding with the rest of her lower body. Suddenly she could no longer see her feet as she noticed her belly and breasts become filled up with the sweet helium.

I looked at her. Rebecca now looked like a large, rounded, pink love balloon, and she grew larger still. Her arms began to inflate and she began to resemble a Thanksgiving Day balloon. A mammoth balloon for a body and four slightly smaller balloons for her arms and legs. Topping it off was her small head sticking out like a pinhead.

"I'm going to hit the ceiling!" she panicked.

"Don't worry," I told her a I pulled a switch.

The roof opened to reveal a bright blue sky, and plenty of more space for her to grow.

Larger and larger she grew. The latex was incredibly elastic and showed absolutely no sign of popping. Then I looked at her and was amazed with how large she had become.

Suddenly, her feet left the ground.

"Oh my God!" she screamed," I'm going to float away!"

"Don't worry, I've got you," I told her, trying to calm her down.

She continued to swell. I was getting worried so I began to climb the hose up to her.

'Thank God this hose is secure or we'd both go floating away,' I thought.

Finally I reached the hole where the hose was. All I could see was an ocean of pink latex with a black hose sticking out. Gently I began to pull the hose out slowly. We were still ascending higher and higher, but I didn't want to release the helium all at once.

The hissing continued, but I noticed that we had started to descend. The latex was no longer expanding, but instead it was beginning to sag.

Eventually (after 15 minutes) we were able to touch the ground, and after 30 minutes Rebecca was finally deflated. I looked around and all I saw was a massive pink blanket covering the floor like a giant stretched out balloon with Rebecca and myself in the center, laughing and giggling.

I looked at her and then I looked at her belly. She still look pregnant from the latex she had swallowed earlier.

"You are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen," I told her, while still staring at her perfectly round belly.

She looked at her stomach and smiled.

"I feel beautiful, and you know what?" she asked.

"What?"

"I feel like doing something even more outrageous that what we just did," she said with a devilish grin on her face.

Then she walked over to the helium tank, took the hose and gently slid it between her buttocks.
I watched in absolute awe as she slowly turned the regulator.......