Ballooning Love rough draft

Let's just say I am getting. . . a lot of inspiration with some of these newer stories. I won't say from where but. . . kink is being turned up a notch yet again.

Ballooning Love.

              “What do you mean we can’t go!”

              Sara crossed her arms.  “We are broke.  I am sorry but when I got into a wreck last week and had to deal with paying to get my vehicle fixed it meant that I we can’t just head out to the great lakes for the weekend.”

              Alice snorted and kicked a nearby rock.  “That is bullshit.  We have been looking forward to this for months.”

              Sara arched her eyebrow as a wry smile formed on her lips.  “Oh don’t worry.  We will still have a great weekend.  And if we play our cards right we will find a place even better then those silly great lakes.”  She giggled.

              Alice rolled her eyes and turned around.  “Yeah right.  What could be better than surfing on the waves.  Swimming together in the pristine waters.  Running up and down on the beaches or racing up the dunes?”  Alice slammed her foot onto the ground.  “Nothing.  Nothing I say!”

              Sara reached into her pocket and pulled out a small glowing vial.  “Oh I am sure we will find something to make this an unforgettable weekend.  Would you want to go on a hot air balloon ride?  Would you want to see the senic countryside from above?”

              Alice laughed.  “Right because we could pay for that but not go on a trip.  Now I know you are fucking with me.”

              “Turn around.”

              “Why?  What are you planning?”  Alice looked at the bottle.  “Okay really.  What are you planning.”

              “Just drink this.”

              Alice shook her head.  “No way.  I know you well enough.  You have something planned.”

              Sara pointed at her chest.  “Little ole me?  I would never.”

              “Sure.  Tell me what that bottle will do to me if I drink it.”

              “Nope.  All I will say is it will let us have a lovely time together.”  She smiled deviously.  “You do want to have a lovely weekend still right?”

              Alice snorted.  “Yes I still want to have a lovely weekend.”  She looked at the bottle.  “But I just know that will do something to me.  You seem to have a fetish for transforming me, making me grow, shrink.  Whatever crosses your mind you just love doing it to me.”

              “And?”

              Alice sighed as she grabbed the bottle.  “And I guess I will drink this.”  She unscrwed the cap.  “I would be lying if I said I didn’t like it myself.  I just wish you would let me know what I was getting myself into.”  She quickly downed the strange drink, immidetly feeling unsteady on her feet.  “Whoh.”  Alice moaned.  “That was intense.”  Her hand fell to her chest.  “Ughh.”

              Sara giggled and walked over to Alice.  “Everything okay?  You seem flushed.”

              “I am just. . . a little hot.”  She rubbed her chest.  “And I feel kind of. . . light.”

              Sara rubbed Alice’s shoulders.  “Well maybe you should work on blowing up for me.  Let that wonderful hot air work it’s way though your warm, tender breasts.”

              Alice moaned.  “Oh god.”

              Sara slowly pulled off Alice’s shirt, her fingers rubbing Alice’s breasts as they began to fill with air.  “Come on.  I know you want to grow.  You want to fill up with lot’s and lot’s of air.  My lovely, lovely hot air balloon.”

              Alice blinked her eyes, realizing what she was going to swell into.  “Yes.  I. . .”  Her boobs bounced about as she licked her lips.  “I. . . will grow for you.”

              “You want to get so much bigger.  And that ass.”  Sara squeezed Alice’s butt tight.  “It has to hold me.  Let me sit in it.”

              Alice fell to her knees.  “Yes.  My butt will cradle you.”