Walking down the sunlit street you find yourself whistling a happy tune and not having a care in the world. Turning the corner you spy a strip mall with a few stores, however, your eyes are drawn to a business tucked between a dry cleaner and a questionable Chinese fast food place. 

Hung above the sign of the establishment is a rainbow colored arch of 16” balloons that seem to float and bob in the gentle summer breeze. Below that is a painted sign with each letter a different color and looking like a tightly inflated balloon. 

Blown out of Proportion.

Without a moment’s hesitation you push open the front door and walk into the shop. A strong odor of latex mixed with vinyl assaults your nose as you sharply inhale the scents and look around. Bins line the walls from floor to ceiling and each of the bins holds a variety of different contents. From loose balloons that start at 9” and go all the way up to 84” to various vinyl toys that are both for the pool and bedroom. There are even some toys you have never seen before and you have seen quite a few in your time. 

Dipping your hand into one of the bins to inspect them you hear someone clear their throat from behind you. You spin around and see a male hyena standing before you wearing only an apron with the store’s logo and a smile. He looks you over and offers his paw “Welcome to Blown out of Proportion! I am your proprietor Savannah T. Hyena so what are you looking for today?” 

Nervously you stammer out that you are just looking and he giggles lightly and when he notices your reaction he smiles at you. “Sorry, ” he starts “It’s just that we don’t get a lot of humans around here. Or haven’t you looked around the neighborhood?” You quickly shake your head as he tsks “No matter.. Hmmm.. I have an idea if you are willing to help me? I think it could be beneficial to us both.” 

He motions for you to follow him and you do past the rows of shelves into the backroom where boxes are strewn around the room. He looks in and around the boxes he finally exclaims “Aha!” and comes back with a smaller box. 

“I just got these in and I haven’t tested them out yet. Supposedly these are a new line of inflatable costumes from InflateCo and they sent me advanced samples. Why don’t you take a peek to see if there’s anything you’d like?”

In the box there are five smaller boxes and they have pictures of what the costumes are supposed to look like all blown up. You notice that the boxes are way too small to contain a costume, but you’ve seen giant pool toys come in small packages. Tiger, Zebra, Orca, Rabbit and Horse are all in the box as you inspect each of them gingerly. You finally decide on the horse as it Palomino hide reminded you of one you used to pet as a child. 

“Ah and excellent choice! Ok, just follow the directions on the box and you’ll be one of us in no time.”

The box only had one direction on it.

Open box towards you. 

You open the box and expect to see some type of folded costume, but all you see is a slick, shiny mass of tan rubber. Before you wonder what the next step is it starts to move and then leaps out of the box and latches onto your skin! You start to panic a little but Savannah is behind you rubbing your shoulders “Easy friend! Easy! This is just part of the process. Relax.. You’ll enjoy this!” 

The rubber seeps into your clothes and starts to coat your skin, leaving only shiny white and tan rubber in its wake. It spreads across your chest, down your arms and legs and even towards your neck and chin. You start to panic and thrash a bit, then as Savannah whispers into your ear “You wanted to be one of us.. Please relax, dear, this won’t hurt and it’ll be over soon.” You feel a tingle as the warm rubber coats your crotch as your cock and balls are engulfed in the slick material. The rubber finally works over your neck and starts climbing up your face as a small part of your brain wants to claw this substance off your body and run away screaming. However, the majority of your brain is awash in pleasure and you don’t even feel the rubber sliding down your throat and covering your head. 

A few moments go by as you can feel the hyena’s paws still on your shoulders as you can hear him chuckling. 

“Well. It seems these suits work better than advertised. Go see for yourself!” 

You walk over to a nearby mirror as each step elicits an audible squeak as if someone was rubbing two balloons together. Approaching the mirror you let out an audible gasp seeing an anthropomorphic palomino horse standing before you. You can see your hidden, covered in painted on paint splotches as your features look more rounded but still muscular. As you look downwards you can see that your entire body is naked and on display. Gasping as you look between your legs you can see where the phrase ‘hung like a horse’ originated from. As you turn around and look at the hyena you can see he’s removed his apron and is now naked as well. 

“Mmmmm. You look delicious horsey.” his tongue rubs over his fangs as he smiles slyly at you. 

Blushing hard you nod and whicker in response as you think ‘This is amazing. I haven’t felt anything like this in a long while.’ The hyena seizing the opportunity to kneel before you as he gives your shaft a slow, long lick from balls to tip. You think that you’re not supposed to feel any of this because you’re in a costume but you feel everything. 

His hands rest on your swollen balls as he parts open his muzzle and takes the tip of your shaft into it as you moan in response. You’ve seen how wide you are as he starts to move down slowly as you don’t even feel the scrape of any of his sharp teeth. You wonder if his needle like incisors could burst your costume, but you are too lost in bliss to care. More and more of your black cock disappears down his muzzle until he takes the entire thing as his wet nose presses against your groin. 

Savannah looks up at you with a knowing smile and then starts to pull off of your cock with a wet squeal of rubber in its wake. The vibrations, his tongue and everything else drives you towards the edge of a massive orgasm, but you feel something holding you back. Before the hyena pulls all the way off, he dives in hard to take all of your slippery, rubber member down his muzzle and throat. Your knees go weak and they nearly buckle, but you find your balance at the last second as your mind is awash in the pleasures he is giving you. 

The hyena bobs his head up and down first slowly and then with increasing speed as you feel his tongue and muzzle caresses every inch of your new dick. You feel your balls swell as you look down as you swear you hear a faint, audible hiss as they grow with seed. At first you were trying to cum under the hyena’s ministrations now you find it hard to hold back. Throwing back your head you let out a high pitched whinny of delight as you feel your cock start to convulse. 

Savannah pulls off just in time to get some of the latex smelling seed all over his face and muzzle. He looked up at you with a victorious smirk on his face as he wipes the spunk off of himself. 

“Awwwww. My horsey popped.” He says while pouting haughtily. 

You catch your breath as you manage to smile from ear to ear, but you feel something you haven’t felt in some time. 

Hunger. 

Turning on your heel, you make your way back to the shop and as you stand there amidst the aisle of bins that line the shop. You inhale the scent of latex that is heavy in the air and that makes your mouth water. Dipping your hand into a bin of 24” Tigertoy balloons you take them and stuff them into your muzzle. It is like eating sweet candy as you munch on the toys as you hear Savannah gasp from behind you as you are eating his inventory. 

“Insufferable nag!” he shouts “I gave you a chance to become something else and this is how you repay me?!”

Within seconds, you feel yourself being restrained by Savannah as you try to fight back but to no avail. All those muscles that you have are just backed with air as you struggle against his grip as he drags you outside. Chuckling, he manages to get an air hose off of a nearby helium tank as he stuffs the hose deep into your backside. Letting out a gasp you feel the helium start flowing into you as your rubbery hide starts to stretch and squeak in protest. You struggle to reach for the gas or something to hold onto but you feel your arms and legs stretched outwards looking like a bloated white and tan starfish. Also, you notice that your cock and balls are growing as well as air continuously flows into you. You start to drift upwards, however, you don’t go more than a few dozen feet off the ground as the hose has you anchored to the spot. 

Savannah grins up at you saying “Well, I always wanted an advertising balloon. But I fear you won’t be around long for that.” 

A crowd of onlookers of various species has started to gather at the spectacle crowding around the parking lot. At first you can see them all giggling and gasping as they point and nudge each other, however, this changes with the increased gas. Your head is forced backwards as all you can see is the cloudless sky as you feel the pressure building deep inside of you. Your ears strain to hear not only the stretching and squealing of your rubbery hide, but what the crowd is saying as well. 

“Such a big horse.”
“What a blimp!”
“He’s gonna blow!” 

With that last one you wonder if your host will shut off the gas or the tank will run out of helium. Neither seems to be the case as you start to whimper as you have no idea what is going to happen next. It seems to be a race between the elasticity of your hide or the contents of the tank and there’s no telling who is going to win as you feel yourself grow bigger and bigger.

As your entire body gets huge you can see that your cock juts out obscenely like a long, thick, black balloon. You feel the pleasure rising inside of you again, but you can’t reach down to do anything about it. As it swells you think you hear a few jeers, wolf whistles and catcalls from the growing crowd down below. 

You can hear a faint chant that grows louder with every word across their lips as they say the phrase over and over again.

“Pop him”

You can barely hear them now as your neck and shoulders have swollen up around your head as the thinning latex starts to engulf you. The last thing you manage to hear is Savannah cackles loudly and saying “Better plug your ears folks, this one is going out with a bang!”

*KABOOM!!*

You wake up wrapped in the sweaty sheets of your own bed as you swear that your ears are still ringing from the explosion. Panting, you shake your head to clear it as you realize that it was just a dream. However, you hear a familiar whisper in the back of your mind that fades away like fog.

‘That was fun. I hope you can come back sometime and visit.’

Looking down you notice that you are definitely sporting morning wood as you smirk absently stroking the length of your shaft. Before you engage in your morning routine, you reach under the bed and grab the bag of balloons you have stashed there. Starting to put air into a sky blue toy you reach down and grab your swollen member as you think to yourself. 

‘One way or another something is going to pop this morning’

THE END… for now .