“Ugh… w-what…?”
Looking around the room, the woman tried to figure out exactly where she was. A difficult task, as all of a sudden she was suddenly overcome by a heavy wave of disorientation.
For a minute, she struggled to gather any info. Not helped by everything being monochromatic and hazy. Thankfully, when everything went back to normal, she was reminded of where she was.
She was currently within the middle of a house, currently in use for a party. And although it was fairly deep into the night, the party had yet to die down.
It was time for one of the main fraternity house’s yearly parties. All fine and good, but to ensure the house followed all the proper rules and regulations they needed volunteers.
Performing tasks like ensuring that couples had privacy, that everyone was kept decent and didn’t do anything reckless and the like. And in this woman’s case, to ensure that anyone drunk couldn’t drive home.
As everything came back into full focus, the lady heard someone saying across the room “Hey Allison. Could I get you to call an uber to take my buddy home?”
Stretching, Allison did as the person asked. She then went to the mirror and checked on herself. Her light blue button up and black skirt were still impeccable, thankfully.
She did notice that her blue leggings had begun to roll down her legs, so she swiftly fixed them. And while bent over she got a good sight that her blue beret was still on her head of black waist length hair.
With nothing else to care about, Allison leaned back against a pillar and waited again. Which was all in all a pretty joyless experience for Allison.
She wasn’t even sure why she agreed to this. She already wasn’t a big fan of parties. So one in the frat house most well known for the balloon people getting a bit to-
POW!!!
- …excited while inflating was a recipe for a miserable night.
Seeing that the soda she was holding was nearly empty, Allison went to get some more. Which was pretty easy, and before she knew it she was back to waiting for whoever needed her next.
As nothing happened, Allison tried to think of something to keep her occupied. There wasn’t really anything in the way of games or shows to watch from where she stood, so that limited her options.
She also couldn’t use her phone, as she needed it available to call an ub-
POW!!! BLAM!!! BOOM!!!
Looking upwards, Allison scowled. For most of the night, she remembered that the people here were at least a little controlled in their inflating.
But now it felt like they were on a mad spree of popping. Or maybe something stupider, like wanting to see how long it would take until the party got a noise complaint.
After a trio of subsequent pops, Allison finally had enough. Ensuring she looked authoritative, she worked to march herself upstairs and get everyone to stop.
Before she could even start up the stairs, she crashed into whoever was at the bottom of the stairs. The force of the person was more than enough to cause Allison to tumble to the ground.
For a second, Allison’s world was knocked back to disorientation. Which lasted until the mysterious person said “Oh, sorry about that dear~”
Looking up, Allison was met by a mysterious new woman. As weird as it felt, Allison seemed certain that she had never seen this woman on or off campus.
Her appearance helped to solidify that fact. She was around half a foot taller than Allison, and no doubt was far older than the 20 something college students that were normal around here.
The woman wore a sleek black dress, standing in far contrast to the bright blue flowing hair she had. Her dress was wrapped at the waist by a black belt with a pink gemstone in the middle.
Nothing else seemingly stood out for now, which meant that Allison should start pulling herself off the ground. Although before she could really start, the lady held out a hand.
“Sorry about that dear~ Been having such a blast, I didn’t see you there~” After a moment of pause, Allison did take the hand to help her off the ground.
After fixing her appearance, Allison told the woman “It’s fine.” She then tried to step past the woman, checking on what the hell was going on upstairs.
She didn’t even get an inch away from the woman before her shoulder was grabbed. “Hey~ You aren’t going to leave me without even a small chat~?”
Allison paused for a moment, realizing that a chat would be a nice diversion from the party. And the lady was… kinda hot. “Oh… sure. Lead the way.”
To Allison’s shock, the lady didn’t just walk her to an open coach. She grabbed Allison’s hand to bring her to a couch. And she even gently ushered her to a seat.
As the lady sat in the adjoining seat, she said in a sultry voice “So, what does my companion want~? Don’t be shy, I am sure I could get it for you~”
Entertaining the question, Allison considered what would be the best drink. And after realizing, Allison said “Would love Boba tea. Watermelon, especially. But whatever sodas they still have is fine.
The lady nodded, turning to a random person near her and asking “Would you be a doll and get her a watermelon boba~? I’ll be sure to reward you well~”
The guy was frozen for a second before he nodded. He then vanished into the party, leaving the pair alone. “So~ What name does my perfect companion have~?”
The casually flirty words caused Allison’s heart to pound, so she needed a second to answer. “I-it’s Allison. Allison Babcock. What… What is your name?”
The lady smiled, saying “Call me Corro Tella~ And think of me as someone who just loves to have a real blast~” As the word blast hit Allison’s ear, Corro used her leg to rub against Allison’s.
She wanted to say something, as this was a lot for her bi brain to handle. But it took her a good few minutes to string together words, especially as Corro didn’t stop rubbing her leg.
“S-So, Miss Tella… What is it you do? Seems a bit… odd for you to be hanging around a college party. If you’d forgive me for saying, you seem a bit old to be here.”
Allison did worry that her comment was uncalled for. So Corro laughing didn’t help. When she turned her attention back to Allison, she explained herself.
“You aren’t wrong. I am likely quite older than the people here. But there’s no age limits, and I am well aware of your college’s rules. So I thought to join for what should be quite a swell time~”
Allison wanted to press Corro, ask for something more specific. But before she could, the person asked to get Allison a drink returned. In his hand was a tray, holding two cups.
After thanking him, Corro took both cups. Keeping one in her left hand, she passed the other to Allison, saying “Drink up dear~ It wasn’t easy getting this for you~”
Allison cocked an eyebrow, taking the drink and curiously checking it. Amazingly, it was a fresh and cold container of watermelon boba. Looking back to Corro, she asked the obvious question.
“...How?”
Corro took a sip of her own drink, before answering “When you get to my age, you learn all kinds of tips and tricks~ So don’t worry too much, drink and enjoy!”
Not wasting the chance, Allison did as asked. Puncturing the plastic atop with the straw, she cautiously took a sip. To her delight, the drink was better than perfect.
It was perfectly sweet, not so overpowering that it tasted like sugar but not so subtle that she was just drinking water. And the lime boba balls were a nice splash to add.
There still was a serious question in Allison’s mind as to how the hell Ms Tella managed to get boba tea. But with each sip, Allison felt the smallest bit more comfortable in this party.
Nothing much happened for a while, just casual conversations and more leg touches. It wasn’t until Allison nearly finished her drink that Corro made her move.
She shifted on the couch, looming over Allison. She put a hand onto the college student’s cheek, and began to whisper sweet words into her ear.
“Oh don’t get cold feet now~ I see the blush on your cheeks~ Just nod your head, I can make this a real blow out of a party~”
With how close Corro was to her, Allison couldn’t keep herself from being assailed by her companion’s latent charm. She smelled divine, like vanilla incense.
She had such a mature beauty to her, yet didn’t feel imposing. It was enough to cut through any reservations Allison normally had in romance, and tempt her to accept Corro’s offer.
Despite being able to swear she hadn’t yet responded, Corro pounced. Pulling herself to be only an inch away from Allison’s lips, she whispered “Good girl~”
Ignoring the squeak of shock, Corro pulled Allison into a passionate kiss. Which Allison wasn’t that good at, so it was lucky that Corro had enough skill for the both of them.
As their tongues danced, Corro accelerated the pair past first base. She grabbed Allison’s chest, kneading it slowly while her knee pressed between the college student's legs.
That was as far as she went for now, seemingly holding her cards tight for now. Which wasn’t a big deal, this was a lot for Allison to process suddenly.
And yet, she didn’t hate it. Despite how forceful and horny Corro was, she didn’t feel like she was using Allison as a sex toy. Rather an older one exploring a beautiful younger woman.
Everything was going swimmingly, until the hand that was holding Allison’s head moved downwards. There Corro’s hand brushed directly against the nozzle on Allison’s rear.
Realizing her secret was blown, Allison attempted to pull herself out of the embrace. But she didn’t get far, as Corro was shockingly difficult to move.
Both of Corro’s arms stood tall on the couch, keeping Allison stuck in place between them. “Now where are you going, sweetheart~? We are only getting started~”
This was a far departure from the dominating but kind Corro from before, which further worked to startle Allison. “M-Miss Tella. Please let me leave.”
Allison again tried to wiggle out, to no luck. “No can do, Allison~ There’s only one thing I love more than sexy balloons~ Know what it is~?”
Allison didn’t answer, now wondering why the hell nobody was helping her. Especially as she shouldn’t be the only sober person here, someone should be attempting to pull Corro off her.
“I love balloons that don’t want to get big~”
Those words sent a chill down Allison’s spine, as it both answered and created more questions. But to start, Allison asked “You… You know!? HOW THE HELL DO YOU KNOW!?”
Corro put her right hand to Allison’s lips, shushing her. “I have my secrets~ Just like you~” She then pulled her finger away, snapping as loudly as she could.
In an instant, Corro’s body suddenly shifted. Her skin became a deep blue, looking rubbery. And rising like a snake from a jar was a black tail.
It slithering in a threatening pose, although Corro hadn’t struck quite yet. “Surprising, no~? Your world might be quite fun, but I am sure that this is something new~”
Her tail continued to dance, slowly drawing closer to Allison. “If I had a say, I wouldn’t leave a lovely balloon like you to free roam~ But the powers that be wouldn’t like that. So here I play~”
If she weren’t so intimidated, Allison would attempt to ask one of the millions of questions she had. But the tail filling her vision meant she kept quiet.
After thinking for a moment, Corro leaned in close. “I think that’s more than enough exposition. Have fun dear~” Pulling back and waving, Corro smirked as her tail struck.
It jabbed Allison, puncturing her directly into her midsection. It stuck for a moment, pumping some form of substance into Allison as she laid helpless.
When the tail pulled away, Corro laughed. “You know, I don’t get it. So many of my imps would kill to have a body like this~ And yet, you hide and deny it.”
That got a small growl out of Allison, and another attempt to escape from the restraint. Which also ended in failure, although it gave Allison a taste of what Corro’s tail would do.
Allison’s chest felt… off? No, that wasn’t quite right. It felt like she had taken a deep breath, yet for some reason she couldn’t exhale the lungful.
Finally looking away from Corro, Allison looked over her body. The thing that stood out to her was that her chest had gained an extra cup size.
She looked back to Corro, asking “What in the hell did you do!?” Which was met with a familiar laugh, and the answer “Using the bratty balloon as she should be used~”
If she had a moment, Allison would take offense to being called bratty. But Corro snapped her finger, causing a warm bubbling feeling to spread across Allison’s body.
Everything but her head started to rapidly inflate, leaving Allison as a slowly swelling pooltoy parody of herself. Although that didn’t stop her from trying to make sense of everything.
“N-Now what happens? You took everything that really matters, so what’s next?” She didn’t quite intend for her words to be as pathetic, although it still fit her mood.
To her surprise, Corro was far less insulting than expected. “Next? I blow you up until you pop. As is fitting for a balloon~ And all the while, I have as much fun as you’ll allow~”
Despite seeming like she was going to ask for permission, Corro pounced once again. She laid flat on Allison’s body, taking in as much surface area as possible.
Annoyingly, whatever abilities she had meant that Allison’s blimping body swelled around her. So instead of pushing her inflator away, Allison could only feel her body bend around Corro.
Before she could attempt to shout Corro away, the inflator resumed enjoying Allison’s body. No kissing, but her gripping and rubbing was far more intense this time.
As Allison attempted to keep her focus, she took a stock of the situation. Corro was having a great time, moaning and grinding as Allison continued to swell.
Even if Allison’s swelling stopped now, she was helpless. Her arms and legs were filling as well, meaning that she couldn’t move under her own power anymore.
All she could really do is try and get someone who isn’t drunk off their ass to come help her. Which should be easy, there had to be at least a few designated drivers in the party.
Looking around at the crowd, Allison shouted “H-Hello!? It would be well appreciated for someone to get this… woman off me. And preferably before I explode!”
She waited a moment, attempting to see if the party would do anything. But to her disbelief, nobody in the party bothered to make a move to help her.
Actually… they didn’t seem to react at all….
Trying to look past her body, Allison scanned the crowd. Everything seemed normal at first, but as she tried to pick up on the details she noticed that none of the people were actually moving.
It wasn’t like they were real people. Just background characters in a video game. And as that realization hit, the monochromatic haze returned.
In this stupor, Allison tried to figure out what in the world was happening. Although she didn’t get far, as Corro’s nails suddenly dug into her chest.
This snapped the monocolor away just enough to let Allison scan how big she was. She wasn’t nearly as big as anyone who spent 10 minutes around Hall or Woodrow got, but her size wasn’t shabby.
The best way to put it was that she couldn’t fit within the body of a regular car. At least not without a lot of effort and a few too many close calls.
Every part of her felt inflated, from her hands to her lower legs. And because of her lack of experience inflating, she was already feeling decently full.
Not helping was that Corro was no longer just grabbing her chest. Instead, she was pawing at Allison’s chest like a cat would paw at fabrics.
“Sorry to cut the fun short. But take as consolation that I know I am going to spend some days wishing to visit you again~ Bye bye~”
At those final words, Corro’s form turned to a solid black. A bit of a frightening sight, although Allison only saw it for a second before Corro thrust her hand into the inflated body.
For a moment, Allison felt the strain across her body. For a minute, everything felt like it was on fire. Then in an instant, Corro’s fingers punctured her body.
Everything going black, the last sound that Allison heard was an all too familiar BLAM!!!
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Shooting awake on her desk, Allison took stock of where she was and what was happening. Which wasn’t easy, but after a few seconds everything made sense.
She was sitting at her desk, her laptop currently open in front of her. On it was Cookie Clicker, having meticulously worked away as she slept.
Closing that and the book report she was working on, Allison tried to get her thoughts in order. It was easy enough to figure out that the endeavor she just went on was a dream.
Why her dream was filled with such lewd balloon actions and a weird demoness that was horny for her was beyond her. But that didn’t matter much.
It was 3 am, and she had a class to go to in 5 hours. So in a frustrated huff, Allison worked to shut off her laptop. And while she did so, she missed the notification that displayed in the bottom corner.
Hope you had a blast~ <3 - C.T.