[inflation, deflation, ff, multiple, clean popping]

This was your first time at the Pop Palace Trade Show and you were extremely excited. The Pop Palace was one of your favorite companies and they had already provided you with a ton of fun products in the past.

You think back to the time you slipped your girlfriend a helium tablet and watched her float up to the ceiling before popping like an over filled balloon. Then you think about how you used their sex doll ray gun on your hot neighbor and played with them all night. Or the time you released a berry bomb in the girl’s locker room. The Pop Palace had given you so many wonderful explosions and sensual expansions. And today you were gonna get a tour of their latest products!

The convention hall was lined up with rows upon rows of booths. Each booth featuring a new product and a host to demonstrate it. Sometimes the hosts had assistants, sometimes they pulled people from the crowd to test their products on. In the distance you could hear various pops and bangs, and occasionally the squeak of rubber followed by moans of pleasure.

You bit your lip and adjusted yourself. You had hardly even been in the hall for a minute and you were already starting to get turned on.

The first booth you stopped by was for something called the portable plug. The host held up the product for everyone to see. From where you stood in the crowd it looked like an ordinary beach ball nozzle. The host eyed the crowd and then stepped forward. Your heart skipped a beat as she walked your way, but turned at the last minute towards a pretty brunette girl on your right.

The host put the nozzle on the brunette’s exposed arm and then smiled as the girl tried to take it off. It didn’t budge. It was like it had been permanently glued to her skin. As the girl panicked and tried to remove it, she accidentally popped the nozzle open. She let out a shocked gasp as air started to rush out of it. Her eyes began to close as if she was getting sleepy, and then suddenly her whole head caved in on itself and flopped down onto her chest. Her legs began to wobble and her body collapsed onto the ground next to you. As you watch, enraptured, the brunette completely deflates into a crumpled mess of rubber.

The host then approaches the crowd again and places a nozzle on the blond in front of you. Only this time she also attaches a helium hose to the nozzle. You blush as the blond begins to swell up like a balloon. She looks down at her rapidly inflating body and then her eyes meet yours. She looks like she’s pleading for you to stop it, but you can only stare in amazement as her body swells up rounder and rounder. Her breasts burst from her shirt, her pants rip, and slowly she begins to kick off the ground and float. Higher and higher she drifts upwards, all the while letting out little moans of pleasure and rubbery squeaks.

Then she looks panicked. She hears a creaking coming from within. She looks back down at you and her eyes go wide with anticipation. As you lock eyes once more she winces before suddenly she explodes with a thunderous BOOM!. Tattered scraps of rubbery skin float down gently around you, some landing in your hair.

As you brush the former balloon woman’s scraps off of you, you look back at the booth. In your fixation on the blond, you had missed all the other women the host had attached nozzles to and deflated or inflated. She was now standing around 3 large balloons, with another 3 deflated dolls on the ground. Clearly she was having fun playing with the crowd. She poked and prodded her huge balloon captives before pulling out a pin and popping them one by one. BANG! BANG! BANG! They all went, scraps of rubber exploding into the audience.

That’s when you felt something cold touch your chest. You look down and realize that the host had just planted a nozzle on your bare skin. Excitement rushes through you as she gives you a wink, before flipping the nozzle open. What happened next was exhilarating.

It felt like your were letting out one long breath. Air was escaping from your chest. A sudden tiredness comes over you and your mind starts feeling light headed. As you close your eyes, your arms reach up and feel your head. It was clearly beginning to deflate! You’re easily able to squish your head between your hands, pushing out more air from your chest.

You can’t see anything anymore, but you feel your face flop down on your back as that same tired lightness flows through the rest of your body. Your arms go limp to your sides, and soon you can’t even feel them anymore. You feel like you’re floating, but soon realize you’re just drifting down towards the floor. The feeling spreads through your legs and soon you can’t feel anything at all. In an instant you’re nothing more than a crumpled rubbery husk on the ground.

Before your mind goes completely blank you think to yourself “guess I won’t get to see the other booths.”