I fulfill a visitor's strange request, turning them into my balloon. I fill them with my breath, enjoying the sensations of their latex curves against my skin as they grow bigger and ever more firm. I become aroused and begin making love to this pneumatic avatar, pressing ever more urgently against my own breath as delineated by their rubber skin. The fucking grows more vigorous. I can't last long against such intense balloony sensations. I wonder why someone would want to be my balloon, to be so helpless and... And yet they owned me completely in the final moment. Maybe that's it. Maybe they know I can't resist them in this form and that's what turns them on. Perhaps I'll pop them, next time, and show them who's boss.