Firingwall
patreon
That Inflated Stud Feeling (Outline)
🕑 Added 2022-05-14 15:36:00 +0000 UTC- “Oops-a-doodle! Sworries!”
- Monica huffed, on her butt and rubbing her face. She looked up and snapped, “Watch where you’re goin’, ya dumb mutt!”
- “Awww, ya don’t have to be such a meanie!” The pink toon pupper pouted, bending down to lend a paw
- Monica rejects it and gets up on her own. No scrape or injury but she’s still peeved. That toon popped out of nowhere with a large cardboard box!
- The toon sighs and starts to pick up the fallen objects laying around… nozzles? White nozzles that looked like they belonged on inflatable tube and pool toys
- Monica wanted to question it, but decided it was pointless to figure out toon logic and reason. ‘I’m outta here.’
- The black woman starts to leave when Jessica asks for assistance with picking her nozzles. “They are super important! I need them for my summerware line!”
- Monica blows her off and storms off.
- -Scene cut-
- Monica enters the hallway of her apartment, wiping her brow. God, it’s fucking hot today.
- She kind of wishes she had to work today so she had an excuse to work in an air conditioned place, but no luck and there was no extra shifts to pick up
- And forget the library, theater, or even pool to escape to. The library was closed for renovations, the movie theater somehow had all the seats sold, and the pool was closed because they didn’t have anyone to do lifeguard duty
- She rubbed her face. It seemed like today was against her as the temperatures rose to a scorching 95 degrees during her walk to those places. Walking into that toon wasn’t great either
- Just turn on all the fans and collapse on the sofa. Only way to survive.
- As she considers contacting the apartment manager to get off his ass and to fix air conditioner unit, a neighbor walks out of their apartment next door, looking equally hot.
- “Good mornin’, Mrs. Rodríguez.” Monica said
- The older lady smiles faintly and nods. “Good morning, Monica. I thought I heard you leave earlier.”
- “Yeah, well, I’m back. I can’t escape the heat.”
- “You poor dear,” Rodríguez remarks. “My cousin invited me over for lunch. You’re most welcome to join me. She has air conditioning.”
- “Thank you, but I couldn’t intrude like that.”
- Rodríguez nods and is about to say something else, but something catches her eye. She looks down towards the ground.
- “Something wrong?” “Oh…” Rodríguez walks about Monica. “Oh my! I think you have something stuck to your leg.”
- “My leg?” Monica looks around but can’t say anything obvious. She says goodbye to her neighbor and hurries into her apartment.
- Walking inside, she’s hit by an intense blast of heat and quickly turns on the fans near the sofa before sitting down in it.
- “My leg?” She raises her left leg into the air and vaguely sees something white on her dark skin, but its angled around the back of her thigh.
- She feels around it and hits something… rubbery? It’s base is circular and rubbery with a cylinder that rises out of it to… is that a cap?
- Why does it feel familiar? She takes out her phone and snaps a picture of it for a full look.
- It’s a nozzle? It’s a pool toy nozzle stuck to her skin.
- It looks just like the ones that toon was carrying around too.
- Without thinking, Monica grabs and tugs on it… but the nozzle won’t come off.
- She feels a pinching sensation when she does it… like its attached to her physically.
- She flinches and tugs again, the nozzle moving… and moving.
- She somehow pulls it around and to the side her outer thigh, right below her short jeans shorts.
- Holy crap, it did look fully attached, skin melded into the rubber nozzle base.
- Monica’s heart started racing, the room feeling more heated and uncomfortable.
- This can’t be real. This can’t!
- She tries tugging on it again one more time. The nozzle doesn’t move but the cap pops open and hangs there
- It felt as though her heart skipped a beat right there. This… this couldn’t be good, right?
- That’s when she heard it. A weird sound. It was so faint and impossible to hear
- Yet, listening closely… it sounded awfully like air being blown into a balloon, but continuously.
- Pfffffffffffffffffffft. It’s a weird sound… and then a weird feeling. The skin around the nozzle felt numb and… light?
- Skin around the nozzle starts turning neon green and then shiny and vinyl plasticy.
- The change spreads out and across her outer thigh and onto her hip, beneath her jean shorts
- Soon her upper thigh is fully changed, a seam forming and running up and down at the top and bottom tips of her nozzle.
- Monica is freaking out, but feels compelled. She reaches forward and presses the area.
- Squeak. The area is soft and squishy, her finger really pushing deep and deep on the vinyl skin. Its like there’s no bone or muscle behind it.
- Changes proceed down leg the whole way, seams as well.
- When it reached her foot, it really gets weird. Toes merge together and turn light blue.
- Foot fully inflates and crunches down into a hoof-like shape, one part colored to look like a hoof while green coloring makes it look like fur above it
- Monica is in shock and horror, still unable to process it.
- She tries moving her leg. It feels so light and squishy, almost weightless. It also feels so much more bendable
- Then the leg inflates and inflates! The leg is now much wider and thicker, more fitting for a male horse than the dainty leg she had.
- Her poor jean shorts around the left leg snap suddenly, ripping over from the inflation. Her left leg is fully changed, a seam going around where her hip joint for the leg would be and cutting off where vinyl and skin is.
- Monia shakes her head and tries act up. She needs help and sitting around staring wasn’t going to do anything. Sure, she had no idea what to do or where to go, but some action had to be warranted.
- She gets up and tries to walk on her leg, but it’s soooo awkward and lopsided.
- Squeak squeak squeak squeak as she tries to move towards the door.
- Each squeak is annoying… but strangely satisfying and fun. Her head feels lighter hearing those squeaks.
- Pffffffffffffft. She still hears the noise of the inflation when she stops her walking briefly, that similar light feeling spreading to her other leg.
- That leg changes similarly, but faster, rapidly working down her leg to foot.
- She now has two horse legs, both “buff” looking and strong
- That shorts leg goes, the jean shorts barely hanging on at that point, mostly by two or three strands.
- For some reason, she doesn’t care too much? She doesn’t know why, but the squeaks and smoothness of it all its comforting and relaxing.
- She feels her legs again. So light and soft… and empty… yet strangely strong and powerful? So many thoughts from the feel, so many thoughts!
- But… she likes it?
- RIIIIP! There now went her jean shorts, falling to the ground. Her underwear somehow did a good job on staying on at least?
- The rest of her hips fully changed, along with her crotch. Neon green plastic spreading there towards her vagina and around to her butt.
- She felt her heat rise and rise, quivering gently. Feel soooo weird.
- And then, gone! Plastic sealed off her holes completely The areas are barren outside of the new seams and rims that formed there.
- The heat was gone and any concerning feelings vanished as well. Nothing was there, nothing was left.
- Monica blinked a few times, taken a back. Definitely concerning… but that smooth, light feeling~
- She can’t see it, but her round bump of a butt flattened.
- Her hips flattened a little as well, no longer quite as round and curvy as before.
- The plastic, latex changes rolled up onto her torso and to her bellybutton, closing that up as a seam ran from her crotch and up towards her neck.
- Without thinking, she removed her shirt. She needed to see this and… deep down, part of her was thinking she didn’t need it
- Why hide yourself? Show off that hot plastic bod~. An airy, pleased thought ran through her mind. She didn’t know where it came from but it wasn’t a bad thought
- Waist widens as most of her torso changes below her breasts
- Then came her breasts themselves. Latex turned them into protruding, round bumps on her body, nipples flattening and vanishing.
- Then the bumps of breasts flatten as well, her bra looking rather limb and loose.
- Collarbone and structure vanished as a seam line circles over it and around her back. Her entire torso is now inflatable
- PSSSSSSSSSSST. That inflatable sound increased loudly, knocking her back to reality from her empty staring
- Her chest and shoulders broaden and widen, giving her a fitter, dorito-shaped body.
- Silly enough, hint slightly darker neon green lines appeared around where her chest and stomach were. They looked like painted on abs and pecs
- Then those spots slightly swelled out, definitely giving her body a manly, musculature build.
- Whoooooa… Monica thought, hands feeling her new inflatable pecs and abs. “I’m so swole… so swole after swelling~. Hehe…”
- Words tumbled out… but she liked them. How big could she get?
- Both arms slowly changed, similar seam around the arm joints and down the sides of them. Neon green slowly cloake the area complete
- When the inflation got to her hands, ring and pinkie fingers merged as the hands gained seams and a similar coloring as her hooves… without turning into hooves.
- Nice. Why did she… no, they think that? This wasn’t nice?
- Yeah, nice would be if they were big and buff~. A faint hint of her fights that, but its gone as they are captivated
- Arms swell up to thicker, wider forms. Not as obvious in musculature as their torso, but still nice and big
- Monica shivers, bitting their bottom lip as they lift an arm up. They just had to do it, right? Gotta see them gains~
- They flex and their arm… slightly bulges? The arm looks briefly really inflated around were the biceps should’ve been, a sharp squeak following it.
- “Yeah, totally swolle and airy beefy~.” She chuckles, her voice suddenly higher, but deeper as well?
- FWOMP! Behind what used to be the rear, a bubble vinyl plastic swelled and swelled outwards until it ballooned into a pine green, super big horse tail. It wobbled and squeaked as it swayed briefly behind them.
- They don’t notice at all, too caught up in their big ego trip and muscles
- “I’m sooo big and hunky now~. I’m a total himbo of an inflatable~.” Neck is changing and swelling up quite big, voice fully changing.
- Inside Monica’s head, one last bit of her fights it. No… I’m a human, not an inflatable. It’s that dog’s fault. Her stupid nozzles did this.”
- “Heh, that pupper babe made me so huge and bulgy~.” Her dreadlocks start turning dark green
- Monica inside admits the pupper was cute and a total babe, especially with those big bouncy boobs and… she’s getting lost again.
- Must fight it… must I? Monia shivered, their head getting lighter and lighter. Hair inflates into a big mane that wobbles up the center of the head and down the back of the neck
- This body… it felt nice, very nice~. Monica feels up his form some more. Concern fading faster
- Everything felt nice and that was good, right? Ears turn into inflatable horse ears
- And… and she no longer feels hot! Yeah, everything about the room felt good. That intense heart was still there, but she wasn’t sweating her feeing tired anymore. She felt so light and happy~
- Monica grinned as the rest of the face started turning green. “Why… why fight it?”
- “Heh… what’s there to fight?” Nose swelling and face pushing out.
- Curiously, the underwear is bulging and stretching in the crotch. A dark tube is extending from the crotch now, along with a darker green bulge beneath it.
- “Fuck yeah, himbo inflatable stud is where it’s at!” Monica declares as his face pushes out into a horse muzzle
- He lets out a long neigh, followed by a few squeaks
- RIIIIIP! There goes the underwear and out pops a large, inflatable horse cock and balls from the crotch. The horse cock is two feet long and wobbles, the balls beneath just a big pouch and extension.
- The cap on the nozzle magically closes itself. The inflatable pool horse anthro is complete
- The pool toy horse laughs and brushes his mane back sauve like… despite it doing nothing but making it wobble.
- He had no idea why he was so upset or concern earlier. This was great. He was a total hunk of an inflatable hunk!
- He flexes both arms and kisses them. This body was godly and squeaky. He could already imagining all sorts of ladies throwing themselves on him and rubbing up against him. Lay on him as they float in a pool.
- Hmmm… pool. Right, he was there earlier and it was close.
- That was no good! The pool had to be open if he was to be enjoyed and played with.
- Stroking and squeaking his chin, he tried thinking. Why were they close again? So hard to think. Muscles, air, babes, boobs, and such were on his mind. It felt so empty other than those things.
- After hard thoughts, he remembered. They needed a lifeguard. Can’t open a pool without one, right?
- The horse chuckled. Well, he knew the perfect person to be the lifeguard. Everyone would totally love him, stare and ogle his handsome form.
- His horse cock throbbed… and wobbled some more
- He looked down at his rod and huffed. He liked every part of him being inflated, but that was going to be an issue if he tried to get a job.
- He grabbed his rod with both hands and started pumping it. SQUEAKSQUEAKSQUEAK. Gotta get the air out and get a movin’!
- He quivers and shook, his body feeling a bit more inflated and happy by doing so.This was an utter joy he had to do more often~
- He continued at it. The squeaks grew louder and faster, the sounds of them being heard out in the hallway.
- Eventually, people could hear a SPLURT and PSSSSSSSSSSSST as the horse finished
- -Scene cut-
- “Well, umm… Mr. …ah, what was your name again?” Taylor asked, looking at the resume before her and the person in front of her.
- “Mason MacHunkiscles~.” The pool toy chuckled, leaning back with his arms behind his head and his legs spread open in the chair. Thank god this living pool toy guy had no equipment or this would be really awkward
- The older lady cleared her throat, looking at the paper resume. It looked like it was filled out in a rush and the handwriting was almost ineligible. Guess it must be hard to write with inflatable hands.
- Everything about this was weird. The pool owner was holding some inperson lifeguard interviews that day. The town needed the pool open and they needed people to watch it, but they had been having extreme trouble finding somebody to watch it.
- None of the interviewees had been promising and that included the pool toy before her. He seemed more interested in flirting and teasing people then being a serious guard.
- However… he was also the most qualified and… most natural fit to be at a pool too.
- “Well, I suppose we can bring you on after we do a proper background check and the works.” Taylor remarked. “I’m sure that’ll be fine.”
- “Oh sure! I ain’t got no background as is, but my old, borin’, twiggy human self does!”
- “...pardon?” The inflatable horse explains that he was somebody else before and even offers up the wallet of the old individual. He doesn’t remember everything before too well since it was incredibly boring and didn’t have enough posing and showing off.
- Taylor stared. ‘...why is he still the most qualified candidate after all of that?’
- THE END?
