You waft through the air a naked balloon. It feels great, your cock feels like it's ready to explode, you're on verge of orgasm. After 30 minutes, you're starting to feel frustrated. You need a woman badly. After the first hour, you're in agony drifting high over the city. How long does a helium filled balloon float anyway? You float out over the countryside and away from the city. You drift aimlessly. The sunrises and sets, and rises and sets again. You no longer can think clearly, your mind is filled with insatiable desire, you've been on sexual edge for over 2 days now. Your are moving over buildings again. It is early morning, a few lone vehicles are moving on the streets in the early morning.
At last you start to descend, you fly down the side of a bell tower, and over an athletic field. A college is below you. You drop over a brick wall and into a walled outdoor natatorium. You hear the sound of water splashing.
You drift down over the water. Your mind is screaming touch me. Make me cum!
The swimmer finishes laps and is startled to see an anatomically correct male purple balloon floating next to the ladder. The swimmer climbs up the ladder and catches your string. You're too out of it to even tell whether it's a man or woman holding your string. You hear a laugh, but you aren't thinking of anything other than being touched. As the swimmer goes back into the locker room to shower, you drift behind the person. You focus all your attention on the swimmer "TOUCH ME!"