Elliot climaxed. It was a climax like he’d never felt before. Something you could only dream, or hope to dream of. But strangely and miraculously, at the exact same moment, Julia climaxed as well. The same feeling, just as pleasurable, just as amazing.
Julia and Elliot opened their eyes, feeling themselves coming back to reality. Julia was laying on top of Elliot. As Julia focussed, she quickly noted the distinct smallness that Elliot displayed in his cock, and she realised that it wasn’t wrapped around her giant breasts. They were gone!
“NO!” She screamed, jumping back, looking at her flat chest, “Was it just a dream!?” She yelled again. As she jumped back, she quickly slipped on her top, which was sitting on the ground. As she fell, almost about to hit her head on the hardwood floor of their apartment, she felt herself become almost weightless. She missed the floor, floating around aimlessly in her apartment.
“Woah!” Elliot said, excitedly. He had gotten himself off the bed, and had come to recollect his pants, “So I guess it wasn’t just a dream,” he obviously joked,
“This is so cool!” Julia said, “I feel like a kid again! Playing in my room, pretending to be on the moon,” she recalled to her youth. She had a face of childhood wonder, Elliot couldn’t help but smile,
“You look like a balloon,” Elliot joked, Julia giggled back,
“I feel like one, too!” Julia replied,
Then Elliot had an idea.
Julia floated around, bouncing from wall to wall, giggling playfully. But she started to feel slightly strange. Still weightless, just a little… tight.
She looked at her hand, she looked a little sunburnt. She rubbed her skin. It had a strange feeling to it, like… rubber.
She continued to rub at her hand, seeing the colour begin to shift even more. She was starting to realise that this was super weird. She looked at the rest of her skin, it was turning red too. Not only that, but it looked shinier, even a little transparent.
Then she noticed that her fingers were staring to move a little strangely… like her bones were failing to bend, or as if she didn’t have any bones! Her fingers started shortening, as did her arms, her legs, her neck. All her limbs started retreating into her torso, and her torso was starting to retreat into her head. Within a few more seconds, her whole body had been absorbed, and the final essence of her original form was now small, round, and red. She had suddenly become a balloon.
All that remained was her face, she looked at Elliot with an essence of shock, but she couldn’t help but feel the childlike excitement from being transformed.
“My little balloon woman,” Elliot said, walking over to his round fiancé,
“Any particular reason you changed me into a balloon?” Julia asked, trying to fish out an admittance for liking transformation and inflation, a very well known kink of Julia (between the two),
“Not really,” He stated, “but I know you’re a pretty big fan,” he stated, grabbing the balloon formerly known as Julia and kissed her on the… the lips? It was strange sensation, it felt exactly how kissing a balloon would feel,
“To be honest, it’s not as exciting when you’re on the receiving end of it,”
“Right,” Elliot said, understanding the situation, “so you’d prefer to blow someone else up instead of yourself?” He asked,
“Well don’t go that far,” she smirked, “I only meant being a balloon, not blowing up,” she specified, winking at her fiancé.
“Got it,” he winked back, smiling.
Julia started to feel herself returning back to normal. It was slow, but enjoyable transformation. If anything, she preferred the feeling of turning from balloon into a human.
“It’s so strange that when you came, I came too,” Julia said, Elliot nodding, “and right after the climax, the transformations are reversed,”
“Yeah, you’re right,” Elliot stated, “maybe it’s something to do with making the most it, so we’re not just always in a super hot body,”
“Maybe…” Julia said, “I know we both climaxed, but my body doesn’t feel like it did,” she said,
“Me neither, I could go another round with ease,” Elliot stated,
“Let’s give it a little while before we get back to it,” Julia said,
“Well then,” Elliot asked, “what’s next, sweetheart?”