You walk to the lifeguard tower with your two balloons in two left tow. It looms before you, a white wooden perch on the hot sand of the beach, raised at least 6 feet in the air. Atop its lofty reaches is the lifeguard for this section of the beach.
Its obvious why you were attracted to this spot. The lifeguard is a gorgeous site sitting in the hot sun with his bronze skin and dark hair turned to a sandy streaked haystack by the bleaching light of the summer sky. He is wearing a pair of shorts that are far from ordinary. On one side is a white stripe and on the other side a white cross that spells out his title: Lifeguard underneath. The material is shiny and tight to allow him freedom of movement if he has to sprint across the beach and swim out in to the water. It also allows a convenient view of his package. You catch yourself staring and quickly look up at his face, clearing your throat loudly to attract his attention.
"Oh hey there Balloon Man. Whats shakin?" he smiles down at you with his greeting. Its almost a shame to make a site as lovely as him in to a balloon but you dont have much of a choice, and at least you can watch him change, and maybe help out a little while he does.
"Oh uh. Not much. Just got two balloons left here. You want one?" You hold out one of your balloons. A little orange tiger with black stripes perfectly rendered in cartoonish detail bobs on its string.
Smiling he reaches out his hand. "For me? Sure thing, but you are probably better off giving this to somebody else. Here, lemme show you." he puts his hand through the loop of the string and it tightens before he finishes his sentance. To your surprise he hops down from the raise lifeguard platform and stands in front of you on the beach.
Taking a deep breath he closes his eyes. You watch, waiting for the balloon to vanish, but it doesnt. The lifeguard stands in front of you in a state that looks more like deep thought than anything else.
"My name is Jack by the way. And you are?" He opens his eyes and looks in to yours.
"Oh sorry. Chris." You offer him your hand and he takes it, shaking it with a strong grip. Being this close to his lean build makes you think dirty thoughts about him before you can even stop yourself.
"Mmm. There we go." He releases your hand. Slowly he presses his hand to his chest and moves it down his skin to his waistband and then pressing against himself he grabs his dick in a firm handful through his suit, which stretches to accomodate him.
You hear the squeak of rubber and know whats happening under there. Behind him you can see a rubbery tail descending between his legs as it inflates and turns semi transparent, balloony.
Jack pulls his suit down with both hands to expose his changing body. Black stripes are becoming apparent on his skin as it becomes shinier, smoother, sleeker. His ears are pointier as they slowly move to the top of his head and inflate. His dick is completely balloon now and looks like a cucumber makde of orange rubber sticking out between his legs. You want to reach out and touch it, but Jack speaks and stops you.
"I think thats enough for now though. Here. There is somebody else here who deserves this more than me." He reaches over to his wrist and unties the balloon string as his other hand is puffing up and his fingers merging in to a rounded paw of inflated latex. The changes cease immediately.
"How did you do that? Nobody has ever done that before." You blurt, amazed at this situation. His balloon didnt vanish, and he can stop his own change.
"I work here silly. The place doesnt work on me unless I let it. You too. They dont really tell you that cause they want you to work hard, but they will fire you if you dont do your job. We are lucky really..." he trails off as he moves closer to you.
You can see in his eyes what he wants. Reach down you grab the balloon jutting from between his legs and pull on it, slowly moving your other hand up his chest and in to his hair to feel his rubbery pointed tiger ears.
He makes a little moan of pleasure and vibrates under your touch subtly, his skin is warm in the heat of the sun but cool as the latex transfers heat away from him more quickly than skin.
You feel a hand on your chest and expect that this might get messy out here on the beach, but at the same time you also feel your donkey tail pushing your waist band down behind you. A reminder to get back to work. Jack pushes you away gently, slowly.
"Thanks. That was fun. Being made of latex is always neat. Come back later and I'll show you some more stuff, when we are off work. I'll be back to normal by then." He says, reaching down and pulling his suit back up it looks a little comical with his swollen balloon genitals pressed underneath it stretching out the front in massive proportions. It squeaks loudly as he moves too.
Jack climbs back up the tower and sits there looking out over the ocean. Sure enough you can already see his skin looking more normal every second. Behind you though, your tail squeaks as you turn to walk away, waving a goodbye to Jack but definately planning to return.
You decide to...