When Matt unpacked his suitcase, he found a flattened folded pink rubber object with an air valve sticking out
of it. Curious, he started to inflate it.
"Penny!" he exclaimed as the inflatable doll's features became clearer.
"Hey, Matt! Told ya, I'd find a way to go with you."
Matt chuckled. They rolled around in his bed making out and having sex for almost two hours. Then there was a
knock at the door.
"Who's there?" Matt called out.
"Giles Turner, your new room mate. Let me in," demanded the voice.
"Just a minute, I'm not decent."
Matt deflated an unhappy Penny, and as he dresses notices that he now has an air valve where his belly button
should be.
He shoves Penny under his mattress, and opens the door. Matt's shirt is a bit out of place, so he pulls it
down to straighten it, but not before Giles sees the air valve.
"I take it that's your bed," Giles said pointing at the messed up bed. He points at the other bed, and his
luggage materializes on it. He opens his laptop, and using his magic browser looks up inflatable spells.
That night while Matt sleeps, Giles slips over to his bed, and opens his air valve. There is a hissing noise.
Giles goes back to bed. In the morning, Matt's bedclothes are flat. Giles peels bavck the covers and
extracts the deflated Matt.
"Morning, Matt, you look a bit flat," said Giles happily. He produced what looked like an external speaker for
a computer and plugged it into Matt's open valve. "How are you feeling?"
"Uncool man, we're roomies," Matt is startled to hear his voice coming out of the speaker. He had been
screaming since he woke up this morning, but no sound came out.
"Hey, you were snoring, so I just undid your stopper. You want to explain that? Since when do guys have air
valves? And since when do real people deflate?"
"I don't know? My girlfriend Penny turned herself into an inflatable doll and smuggles herself into the
school. I, uh, well, I inflated her and we were having sex when you arrived. I deflated her and then I noticed
I now had an air valve too. That's the whole truth!"
"So where's your girlfriend?"
"Under my mattress," he answered.
"Let's see!" Giles said dropping Matt.
"Yup, you have a sex doll. And I think I know what happened. Good thing I have an old fashioned air pump."
He unplugs the audio plug, and inserts a cold valve tip. He turns on the air pump, but in reverse. It sucks
every last bit of air out of Matt. He plugs the audio plug back in.
"How ya feel now?"
A very faint whisper answers over the speaker, "So weak."
"Good. Now to re-inflate you with plain old inert air."
He reinflates Matt with the pump, but unlike Penny Matt doesn't spring to life he just lies there.
"What did you do to me?" he asks in a shallow voice, "I can barely move."
"Oh, living breath animates some types of sex dolls, but it also turns the donor of the living breath into a
sex doll too. If you're filled with anything other than living air, you're really just a sex doll that can
think and feel, but that's about it."
"I'm not a sex doll," he whispers firmy.
"Yes you are, and you're my sex doll. Since classes don't start for a few days, I think I should have you
properly spelled and trained. You can go to classes, and be my sex doll too, and also my personal slave.
You'll do my laundry, make my bed, and relieve those long cold nights without wommen," Giles laughed. He
paused, and said, "Now to take care of my morning wood."
"I'm not gay," protested the rubber man doll.
"So?" asked Giles pulling his shorts and embracing Matt.
After his sexual release, Giles prepared a parchment, rolled it up and shoved it into Matt's air hole. Then he
deflated Matt and put the doll under his mattress. He got dressed, straightened up, and headed down to the
dining hall for breakfast.
"Hey, you must be Matt's roommate," said the guy across the hall as Giles stepped out of his room.
"Uh, yeah? I'm Giles."
"Stan," the guy said offering his hand, and then he asked "Is Matt up?"
"Already gone for the day," Giles said opening his door wide to show the room was empty. "Think maybe he went
for a long run."
"Well, he better be back by 1 PM for orientation. I heard the head master uses a teleport spell to summon all
late students. Last year a guy appeared naked and dripping wet apparently pulled out of the showers."
"You don't say," said Giles, "Well, then I'll make sure when I get back from breakfast to leave Matt a
message." His mind was racing his plan called for two to three days, but he figured he could manage. "On
second thought, I'll leave him the note now." He ducked back into his room closing the door. He took a box
out of the closet and uttered an enchantment. Time in the closed box now moved differently. It was a spell
his brother had taught him to allow natural fermentation, and aging of liquor in a matter of minutes or hours.
He pulled Matt out from under his mattress, and shoved him in the box.
"See you in a week," he said with a wink. A week would equal one hour. He should be done with breakfast by 9
and be back.
In the dark box, Matt was sobbing. He could feel the magic seeping out of the parchment. It was the scroll
spell used to control golems. He was a golem now. He was Giles property, and he always would be. What had
Penny been thinking when she did this spell.
He heard doors close, and then only the mantra of the parchment filled his being.