Magic Tricks - Balloon TF
Tags: Inanimate, Balloon TF, Object TF, Caption, Inflation, Objectification, Expansion, Squishy
DescriptionIf you want to make a suggestion or have an unique idea? Join the Discord Server. Maybe there is a giveaway so don't miss it! Psss the uncensored versions are there as well!Last Part:Magic Tricks - Balloon TF(Commission cap for TheToo)The January air bit at Matilda's exposed arms as she…
(Commission cap for TheToo) The January air bit at Matilda's exposed arms as she walked through their town's park, her purple skin drawing the occasional curious glance from passersby. A pair of cat-folk walked hand in hand near the fountain, their tails swishing lazily and an orange-skinned Squishy jogged past with earbuds in. Still, Matilda's particular shade of violet always seemed to catch eyes. She tugged her jacket tighter, feeling her skin firm up slightly in the cold. Not dangerously so, just that familiar stiffness that came with low temperatures. Her squishy mass preferred warmth, not cold weather in general, but it varies from squishy to squishy. 'Should've worn a coat, she thought, rubbing her arms.' A burst of applause drew her attention toward the park's central pavilion. A crowd had gathered there, maybe thirty adults clustered around a small portable stage. Colorful banners fluttered from poles, and a hand-painted sign read: 'MYSTERIO THE MAGNIFICENT - MAGIC FOR ALL!' Matilda drifted closer, curiosity pulled her forward to the spectacle. The performer was a tall man in his fifties, with white messy hair beneath a classic top hat, his cape lined with shimmering purple fabric that almost matched her skin. His hands moved with practiced grace as he produced silk scarves from thin air, each one a different color. "And now," Mysterio announced, his voice carrying without amplification, "I require a volunteer from our distinguished audience!" His eyes scanned the crowd. Matilda felt them pass over her, then snap back. A slow smile spread across his weathered face. "You there! The lovely violet lady!" Heat flooded Matilda's cheeks. "Me? Oh, I don't think..." "Come now, don't be shy! Your coloring is absolutely perfect for what I have planned!" The crowd parted, creating a path to the stage. Faces turned toward her expectantly. A woman in a business suit poked her companion and whispered something. A man with reading glasses perched on his nose clapped encouragingly. 'What's the worst that could happen? It's just a show, Matilda...' Matilda climbed the three steps to the platform, aware of her body's slight instability. The cold had made her firmer. Her palms felt soft where she gripped the railing. "What's your name, my dear?" Mysterio asked, taking her hand with old-fashioned charm. "Matilda" "Matilda! A beautiful name for a beautiful lady!" He turned to the audience. "Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you a genuine Squishy! Notice the wonderful purple coloring, the soft glow of her skin. Truly one of nature's wonders!" 'I'm not a zoo animal, Matilda thought, annoyed, but she forced a smile anyway.' Mysterio circled her slowly, one finger pressed to his chin like he was thinking very hard. "Tell me, Matilda... have you ever wondered what it feels like to float?" "Float?" "To drift on the breeze like a leaf! To soar above the trees!" His cape swirled as he spun toward his prop table, grabbing a small crystal bottle filled with shimmering liquid. "This, my friends, is the essence of levitation! Combined with the unique body of a Squishy..." He uncorked the bottle. The smell hit Matilda right away, sweet and chemical, like cotton candy mixed with rubber. "Wait, what exactly are you..." Mysterio's hand pressed against her stomach, and she felt the liquid seep through her jacket, through her blouse, directly into her softening skin. "Ohhhhh..." The sound escaped before she could stop it. Warmth spread from where he touched, moving outward through her body. Her skin began to tingle, then buzz, then stretch. "What's happening?" Her voice came out higher than usual, thinner. "The transformation begins!" Mysterio announced grandly. Matilda looked down at herself and gasped. Her middle was expanding, swelling outward like... like... 'I am like a balloon being blown up.' "No no no..." But her words turned into a squeak as the swelling sped up. Her belly pushed against her clothing, fabric straining. Her breasts, already big, began to round out even more, losing their natural weight and starting to feel... floaty. RRRIP Her jacket split down the back. The crowd gasped, a few people laughing nervously. "Unnnngh!" Matilda groaned as she felt her body changing. Her purple skin was becoming smoother, shinier, taking on a rubbery feel that caught the winter light. The cold didn't bother her anymore because she wasn't quite flesh anymore. Her arms plumped up, fingers getting shorter and thicker. Her legs lost their shape, becoming smooth purple tubes that got narrower toward her feet. Even her face was changing, features getting simpler, nose shrinking to just a little bump, lips thinning into a painted line. 'I'm turning into a balloon, she realized with growing horror. An actual fucking balloon!' The swelling reached her head. Matilda felt the top of her head softening, rounding out, her purple hair becoming swirly patterns printed on her increasingly ball-shaped form. Her eyes, once full of expression, flattene
