It was a cold November morning as Tash woke up for the day. She was a Young wolf balloon girl around the age of 25. She was gray with black tips around her hands, feet, ear tips and tail tip. She was often mistaken for a fox with this coloration, but she took it all in stride. She squeaked loudly and yawned as she stretched and rolled out of bed. She had volunteered to help with the Macy’s day parade and had to get there early to help with the setup of all the balloons. She hopped in the shower and rinsed off her vinyl skin before getting herself dressed and heading out for the day. 


        She made her way out of her apartment and down to street level. She then made her way down to the subway to catch the train. Along the way she saw many other furs and creatures like herself. Tash kept to herself, browsing on her phone. Soon she got to her stop and made her way the last few blocks to the warehouse where they were getting everything set up.


        Once there Tash got there she met up with her boss and asked what she needed to do first. He gave her a list of different things to do, from helping attach rope to various parade balloons, to helping to inflate them. They spent several hours working on getting everything prepared. Before long, they were ready to go and started letting the floats and balloons head down the street. The crew continued working on getting other balloons and floats ready, with Tash working on tying off and inflating the remaining balloons. 


        The group continued working on the balloons and floats for several hours until they came across a problem. Tash noticed that one of the balloons had a massive hole in the bottom of it, making it unable to be inflated at all. She called over her boss to try and see if there was any way that they could try and fix it. He looked at it for a while and started to get a frown on his face. 


        “Well shit, there is no way we can fix a tear this big with the time we have. This balloon has to be out in 15 minutes, and the extra material we had for things like this got left back at the warehouse,” He said, rubbing the back of his head. He then looked over at Tash and got a wicked smile on his face. “Although, I think I have an idea on how to fix this.”

        “You do? Oh good, because we now only have 13 minutes,” Tash said looking over at the remaining floats and balloons ready to go. “What do we need to do?”


        “Well, it’s not what we need to do. But what YOU need to do,” He said, pointing at her.


        “Wait, me” She asked, pointing at herself. “What do you mean?”


        “”Well, you are part inflatable. We can just have you fill in for the part of the balloon,” He said. 


“Wait what? You can’t be serious,” She said, taking a step back.


        “I am, I even wrote it into your contract,” He said, pulling out his phone. He quickly pulled up the digital version of the employment contract she signed and began to read. “Section 17, paragraph 5, sub section 4. Any living pooltoy or inflatable employees must serve as balloons if requested. And it is requested,” He said, turning the phone so she too could read it. Her jaw dropped in shock as she read the same he just read, she then looked at him in shock and slight disgust. 


        “Ok you really must be crazy if you think i’m going to do that,” She said with a nervous chuckle. “I mean, the next Balloon and float is promoting some baby food company.”


        “Exactly,” He said. He then snapped his finger as two helpers perked up. “Steve, Jerry, Help me get our next balloon set up please,” He said as they came up to her. They then grabbed hold of her arms and lifted her off the ground. An easy thing to do with her being a living balloon. She struggled and looked between them as she struggled to get free. The manager nodded and they carried her off to get ready. She grunted and screamed out, squeaking loudly as she struggled in their hands. 


        Before long they brought her over to a small area full of costumes and supplies. They then held her in place as they tied a weight to her foot so she couldn’t get away. She then watched as one of them dug through the book. They pulled out inflatable rubber booties and mittens, an inflatable bonnet, inflatable Diaper, inflatable pacifier, rubber bow tie and a rubber shirt. THey set them all out on the table and went to get her ready. 


        “Hey guys come one, you don’t have to do what he says. I’m sure I could go get the repair kit from the warehouse real quick,” She said nervously laughing and trying to untie herself. 


        The pair ignored her and got to work. They started with her hands, slipping the mittens on her hands and tightening them down just so. They then put on her botties, tightening them just the same. She blushed as she was more limited in her options of escape now. While they worked on her feet, she took one of her hands and put it in her mouth, trying in vain to bite and pull it off. All this did was help to fill the area with a lot of squeaking as her rubber mouth slid back and forth over the mitts. Once they had finished with her booties, they grabbed the pacifier and popped it into her mouth, partially inflating it so it wouldn’t slip out of her mouth. She squeaked loudly and mumbled insults as she tried to pull it out of her mouth. Once that had been done, they pulled off her shirt and pants and slipped the rubber shirt over her, followed by the bonnet and bow on her tail. She blushed as she was left standing naked for a moment. Finally, they got to the diaper. It wasn’t a real diaper, more like a pair of rubber panties made to look like a diaper, they slipped it on up her legs and secured it down. By the time they were done, She looked like a giant baby sucking on a paci. She grumbled and continued to shout insults at them as they readied her for the next step. 


        They picked her up again and carried her to another part of the prep area. Here they made her into a parade balloon. She struggled and moaned as she tried to get away. They dropped her in place and went to get the ropes. She took the opportunity to again escape, but failed quickly. They came back and started to loop ropes around her wrists and ankles, getting them snug but able to stretch later. She grumbled at the whole experience, but the best or worst was yet to come. 


        She watched as they brought over the helium and air tanks. They then started hooking up hoses to the diaper, Paci, bonnet, and to the valve on her belly. She blushed as she felt it hook up and looked at them. She watched as they turned the valves on the tank, letting the gas and air flow into her. She let out a soft moan as she felt her body start to expand. She blushed as she began to lift off the ground. With every passing second, she felt her body getting bigger and bigger. She groaned as she felt her skin stretch, creaking and squeaking as it did. She wiggled in place as her arms soon were pushed out to her sides. She moaned as she struggled to move, making one last effort to try and get loose. 


        As she was lifting higher and getting larger, she blushed, feeling her body begin to shift. Her midsection began to get bigger than her arms and legs, becoming thicker and more stocky. She also felt her arms begin to shift and get smaller, losing some of their definition. Her face also began to shift, becoming slightly fatter and looking more baby like. She whined a little as they started to pull out a second tank to make her even bigger. Soon, they had finished airing her up and turned off all the tanks. They then pulled loose all the hoses and closed her up. She whined as she felt her body jiggle and wobble around. She now had been left as a giant baby wolf balloon with bright puffy cheeks and sucking on a pacifier. She blushed more and whined as they finished her up, painting the company logo on her belly. 


        They then began to move her out to the street and onto the parade route. She blushed as they let her lift higher into the air, at least 50 feet. She blushed as she saw the hundreds of people below her, watching the parade as she was pulled along. Women and children pointed at her and giggled as her handlers pulled her along. She blushed bright red as she bobbed along. Music played loudly, as they got closer to the main presentation area. 


        She blushed and moaned as they continued along. Before long they stopped at the main presentation area. There, cameras were pointed at her and her handlers below. Soon Dancers came out and began to perform their routine. Tash waited there as thousands of eyes looked on her as she floated there. She had never felt more embarrassed in her entire life. Everyone was seeing her as nothing but a baby advertising some company asd not the grown up she really was. She whined and squeaked softly as the commenters below talked about her. They commented on how cute she looked, sucking her pacifier and hoping she wouldn’t need a change soon. All of this made her blush and whine even more. 


        Her humiliation soon came to an end as the dancer's routine came to an end and the handlers moved her along the route. She continued to pass by more and more people. She watched as some of them laughed, some cheered, some pointed, and some clapped. She blushed even harder and wiggled slightly in frustration. 


        Before long they had gotten her back to the prep site they had started at. She looked down as she watched the workers taking care of the other floats and balloons. She Blushed as they tired her down in the waiting area as they took care of her. She watched what they did with the balloons, opening them up and letting them deflate before folding them up for storage. She wondered if they would do the same with her. 


        Before long she got her answer. After an hour of waiting it was her turn for processing. They pulled her over and down to the ground. She then felt as the handlers popped open her valve and slowly let the air out of her. She blushed at the feeling, it was surreal for her as her body slowly began to shrink back down. She moaned out as it felt like an amazing release, the best she ever had in her life. Her mind began to swim as the pleasure of it filled her. She moaned and mumbled past her pacifier as she continued to shrink down in size. Before long she had returned down to her normal size, but they didn’t stop there. Air continued to flow out of her as she dropped down a few more feet. She blushed out as the world began to get bigger. They then closed her valve and left her as she was. 


        Tash blushed as she looked over herself. She was now a 4 foot 6 inch tall short stack girl, with a thick wobbly belly, arms and legs to match. She blushed as she ran her hands over her new body as she looked over herself. At that point her boss walked up to her and looked down at her. 


        “What is going on here,” she asked him, her voice now super high and squeaky. She blushed and covered her mouth as she heard her voice.”What the heck is wrong with my voice?”


        “OH that’s what happens when you inhale a lot of helium my dear,” Her boss said giggling softly.


        “But I didn’t inhale it,” she said, blushing more and covering her mouth again.


        “Inhaled. Inflated. Tomato tomoto,” He said giggling. “You were a big help today. Would have had a big fine if that float and balloon hadn’t gone out. And for that, you’ll be getting a big bonus in your next paycheck.”


        “Oh, well that’s something at least? What about my height? Why do I still look like this, she said motioning over herself. 


        “Oh I'm afraid that’s permanent. Comes with the territory of being hyper inflated and then deflated quickly. Not to worry though. We’ll have plenty of work for you around here,” He said, smiling down at her. She blushed a little but decided not to ask any more questions. “For now, head home, rest and recover. You’ve had a long day after all.”


        Tash blushed and turned to leave for home, grabbing her coat on the way out of the warehouse. Her coat was now three sizes too big for her body, but it was all she had. She blushed as she headed out the door into public. She blushed more as she headed back home, feeling all the eyes on her, some checking her out, some laughing. She took it all in stride, simply blushing and covering her face. She knew that things could only get better from here. LIttle did she know, that she was now going to be the balloon mascot for the next 20 years, or until they got a new one. But that would come later…