“Change me into a giant toy ball” he says with a smirk, knowing full well that there’s no way she could. “Alright young man! As you wish!” And with a flick he begins to feel strange.
At first he began to feel a little lighter, but soon he felt as if he weighed nothing. “What’s happening to me?” He said a little worried, but for some reason he felt so peaceful and full. “Why it’s what you asked for, and just look! Your already starting to change!” He looks down at his stomach and watches with aw, as it swells along with his but and waste. His skin begins changing, taking on more of a rubbery sheen, as it begins to marble with a swirl of colors. “Woah...” he says startled as his pants break open, and he has to adjust his stance from his new found girth.
Soon his swelling begins to make a loud hiss noise as Madame says “this is taking far to long!” And flicks her wrist again. The hissing makes him swell even bigger, his cloths bursting off him
As his body expands more. Soon his midsection is bigger then his legs and upper torso, making him look like a huge pregnant women. But just as fast his expanding waste begins to take over the rest of his limbs, making them seem to shrink up into his body.
He tries to run, more like waddle, and almost falls. “Silly boy! Where can a giant toy ball go!” And he begins to slow his movements as his face puffs up. Soon he’s just hands and feet with a round ball of a body. “Thwis pheels athsome!” He says as his lips pucker, and his head bows upward. Soon his body is a giant colorful bounce ball, like one of those at a carnival, but human size.
He lets out a soft hiss, as his head begins to disappear with the rest of his human features. First his mouth seals over, becoming one colorful lump. Then his nose melds as well, and soon his eyes change to a rainbow color as they lose there form. Finally his pudgy digits are all that’s left, and they stop wiggling as they meld into his body. A steady hiss still comes for a few minutes as Madame pokes at his air hole which was once a belly button. “My gooodness! You’ll make such a prize if you don’t pop! I’ll stop your inflation now, you look nice and taut!” And with another wave the hissing stops. The giant ball rocks back and forth, a small breeze from a window giving it mobility. She chuckles and disappears, leaving the ball and tattered clothing around it.