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Chapter 5 by Balloonymous

Is it time for the object to act?

Let’s have some fun.

Asami let go of the balloon she was hugging, allowing it to regroup with its friend. She sat on the edge of the bed, ready to free herself from her clothing when a balloon bumped against her back. She looked back at its baby blue skin. “One moment, we’ll have lots of fun”, she whispered. Looking back forward, her disrobement was interrupted by a red orb gently falling from the sky. She wondered if it had already lost its buoyancy. It drifted towards her. With a smile, she shoved it softly away with the palm of her hand. The petite girl saw it bounce around the room before seemingly bouncing back towards her. This time, she gave it a kick, sending it flying further away.

Yet, somehow, when it began to fall back to the ground, it also moved towards her. Now, Asami started to feel like something didn’t quite add up. When the red orb reached her again, she grabbed it and placed it immobile on the ground, forcing some party toys to move out of the way. Once she was certain all of its momentum was dead, she inched back on her bed, bumping her back once again against the light blue balloon, her gaze fixed on that defiant red toy.

The first twitch it did, Asami wasn’t sure if she had imagined it. But absolutely nothing could explain the moment the orb bounced off the floor by an inch, with each subsequent bounce sending it flying higher and, more importantly, towards the petrified asian, with fear instead of lust filling her mind.

She broke out of her shock rapidly. She stood up to flee, but couldn’t even take a step away before the big red sphere charged against her stomach, sending her flying towards her bed. Her back squished the blue balloon for a moment before it too impossibly jerked forward, sending her off the bed with a loud yelp and on top of the red balloon she had been toying with this whole time.

Asami was slouching over it, knees on the ground and her hand almost touching the floor. Before she could react, the balloon that had just catapulted her off her bed shoved itself against her ass, molding itself comfortably. She tried standing back up before another soft orb shoved against her back, denting the red toy once again with her weight.

She had no clue what was happening. Rapidly glancing left and right, she witnessed the balloons all around her disobeying the laws of physics, flying, floating and bouncing wherever they felt like. As if that wasn’t enough, the red balloon under her took to the sky with her on top of it. Reflex made her sharply hug it to not fall off while the one against her booty began bouncing repeatedly, forcing itself between her legs.

In full panic, with the whole room coming alive, screeching and boinging all around her, she tightly closed her eyes and yelled to the top of her lungs. “STOP IT!”

Do they?

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