Male/Female

Kay and Joseph sat quietly on the couch as reruns of Modern Family hummed in the background. The sun was low on the horizon as it cast a blazing orange tint on the wall of Joseph’s apartment. She scrolled through her Facebook feed on her phone as he finished ordering Chinese food from the restaurant’s delivery website.

“Alright Kay, food should be here in about 45 minutes. If we eat quickly enough we should be able to get to the bar right as happy hour starts.” Said Joseph.

There was a loud “pop” and a giggle, and Severin knew that one of his fellow prisoners had just exploded.

Severin bobbed at the end of his string, looking straight ahead—all he could do without a neck to turn his gaze—and seeing the terrified expressions of the balloons adjacent to him.

All around him, both inside his field of vision and outside, were other human balloons: once men, now inflated versions of themselves. To the casual observer, they appeared as latex toys, with the barest of human features to indicate their former shapes.

The man and the woman laced their fingers together, staring deeply into each others eyes as they sat on the park bench.

"I love you," the man cooed.

She blushed. "I love you more," the woman cooed back.

"No, I do."

"No, -I- do."

A giant fist slammed down onto the bench next to them, pounding the broken mess of wood into a small crater.  Screaming, the couple tumbled off their seats, falling over themselves before clambering to their feet and sprinting away.


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NOTE: This story came from me and my wife’s experiences and experimentations with her wearing a tankini in a hot tub, and how she makes herself inflate in it. Read my posts detailing our fun in the forums under “Swimsuit inflation in all the right places.”

“I know that you get a kick out of it,” she said with a mischievous grin. “I don’t wear my other swimsuit sometimes, because I know that it happens only when I were this one, and what that does to you.”