(Warning, this is a cartoon physics, and object tf fetish story, if you don't like that, don't read this.)



A smug business woman opened up her office closet "There must be something here." Ms. Puteri pondered as she searched through some random items. Most of them were random pieces of junk, but one thing caught her eye. A blue circle that seemed to look like a booty with the words 'Yummies's Bank' written on. The thing was incredibly dusty. Picking it up she turned it around, and saw an incredibly stupid picture of breasts with the same words written on them, and a goofy looking, derpy face of a woman. "Where the hell did I get this from?" She pondered, wiping the dust off it. "I think this is an inflatable of some kind." She then flipped it around to admire its plump booty again. "I think I can make this work."



After some brief setup, the old inflatable tube woman was doing it's decently, but no one was biting. Puteri herself stood alongside the tacky inflatable. She let out a deep sigh. "Why isn't this working?" She mumbled looking at the stupid inflatable woman wiggle its arms about with its dumb smile. "Why is no one coming?" The inflatable just stared at her blankly. "Stop mocking me!" She then lifted her foot, and…



CLANK!



She kicked the metal stand.



CRRRRRK



The small little metal stand broke down, and the inflatable fell to the ground. "Useless waste of rubber!" She yelled, turning her head towards the street, her grumpiness only growing. Then she spotted something.



Walking on the other side of the road in a gray jumpsuit suit was a person that made Puteri blood boil. "Sero!" She whispered under her breath. "That stupid bitch with her sex… I mean fat, dumb, juicy, succulent…" she then started to drool, and space out, standing there slack jawed as Sero turned a corner heading straight towards her workshop. Puteri licked her lips as she got a better view of Sero's buttocks.



SLAP!



"Stop getting distracted!" She yelled, slapping herself. An idea then came to her. "You know…" she said with an evil smile. "... She could help me quite a lot." Puteri then turned around, and started to walk into her store. "Just need to get some things."



She left the pathetic tube woman inflatable on the ground. Bottom metal disc jolted with electricity, causing the inflatable to twitch before going limp again.



(Later)



Sero was working hard on a car's engine, sweat coming down her face. "God damn, this one was really busted up." She thought to herself as she bent down again, her ass pointing upwards.



From a nearby bush a very familiar looking business woman, Puteri watched on. She had been there for about an hour, observing Sero's harded work, and planning her attack, and for no other reason whatsoever. It was certainly not to watch her work as she sweated up a storm, and to get a good picture of her beautiful body, that would be crazy.



She reached in her cleavage, and pulled out a small crossbow with a dart on it. "I hope these Distorting. Inc items were worth the money I put down." She thought as she prepared her weapon. She then aimed it at Sero's big, illustrious, sweat covered, juicy, plump…



Puteri went cross-eyed, her tongue sticking out with a big goofy smile on her face. The grip on her gun started loosening…



ZIP!

PINCH!



Sero turned around, "What the hell was that?" She cried out, scratching her head. She then noticed something, a nearby bush was shaking. "What is going…"



BOING!



In an instant the bush exploded, pushing Sero back. "WHAT THE FUCK!" She screamed, trying her best to keep her footing. "What is…" she stopped herself, "Oh…"



In front of the confused mechanic was a bizarre 20 ft long parade balloon. It was mostly colored black with some white, yellow, and tan. It's main body was circular, it had little hands, and feet to the side of it, a massive pair of boobies with each about the size of a fridge, a protruding ass with each of its cheeks also being about the size of fridges as well, and a goofy painted on face with a toothy grin, and derpy eyes.



Sero could recognize exactly what the parade balloon once was. A smile crept to her face. "Oh my this will be perfect." She said with glee as she grabbed one of the balloon's stumpy limbs, stopping it from flying off. "I needed another advertisement for my shop." She then grabbed a nearby rope, and started tying the balloon down. "This silly parade balloon should be more than enough to…" Sero stopped herself. Her face came just inches from the balloon's massive boobies. Her eyes widened as she licked her lips. At this point the mechanic was shaking, mesmerized by the melons…



PINCH!



Suddenly, Sero felt a small pain in her ass. "Ouch!" She screamed as she grabbed her booty. "What the hell was…"



BOEING!



In an instant, the poor mechanics body exploded outwards, instantly becoming 20 ft in diameter like the other blimp beside it. Its colors were mostly Gray with some white, and tan. Its proportions became much the same as well. Circular body, stumpy arms, and legs, fat tits, glorious ass, and a goofy smiling face staring blankly into the distance. Sero was nothing more than a cute little parade balloon.



Someone then grabbed the poor balloon's stumpy leg. "Hello there little balloons." A strange Latino woman mumbled out, holding a crossbow in her hand. She had long brown hair, a pink jacket, and silk blue pants. The woman's face had a sadistic smile, one of her eyes twitching. "You might remember me as a nice, loyal customer who was turned into a STUPID INFLATABLE FOR GOD KNOWS HOW LONG!" She screamed out, letting out a little mannequin giggle as she dropped the crossbow. She then began tying ropes to the gray parade balloon. "Names Cynthia just in case you forgot." She snarked. She slapped the back of Black, and yellow parade balloon, causing the cute thing to jiggle. The feeling of revenge was overwhelming, almost orgasmic. She then grabbed the end of the rope, and started pulling her prizes along. "Come on my pretties, we're going to have a lot of fun together." She laughed, pulling her victims along, ready to enjoy sweet revenge.



(Epilogue: like a 5-year-old she got bored of her balloons after about a few hours, she then tied them to a random bench, and went on her way. Hopefully they'll be found soon…hopefully. )