With feline grace, Mary the inflatable tiger, sidles up to the quivering inflatable mouse guy, Brett. He's shrunk down to four feet and Mary towers over him by a good foot and a half. Mary smiles down at Brett, her tigerish mouth giving her an evil look.
"My, my, aren't you the cute mousey?" She asks playfully as she pokes Brett's chest. "But, I think you're a little too small for me. Which, we can certainly change." With a wink, Mary grabs Brett's arms and holds him steady. Brett, having some mouse instincts can't get the will to resist.
Mary huffs and her chest and belly swell as she intakes a lot of air. She presses her rubbery lips to Brett's and lets out a deep sigh, exhaling air into Brett.
A hisss heralds Brett's body beginning to inflate and swell. He swells just a like a balloon. With each new breath pressed into him, Brett plumps out. He doesn't grow bigger, instead he rounds out. His belly soon begins to overtake the rest of his body.
After a good thirty minutes of inflating Brett, Mary stops and admires her work. Brett is now a good imitation of a mouse shaped balloon. His body is basically a round balloon with spherical arms, legs and paws. His tail stands straight out behind him.
Mary bats the now light mouse guy Brett around playfully. "Now, what to do with you..." Mary says with a gleam in her eye.