Stop her, quickly!

The balloon under you have lost its elastic feeling completely, and is now creaking menacingly.

"Don't pop it, please!!" you scream as you plug your ears reflexively and snapping your eyes shut, bracing for the explosion to come.

Which... doesn't happens. You open one eye tentatively, and you notice your girlfriend's face a feet away from your sight with a smirk. You open your other eye, pulling your hands away from your ears slowly, hoping the danger has passed.

"What's the matter, big boy? Don't like when your toy goes kaboom?" she taunts you.

"N-not really... It's... the sudden noise frighten me. I beg you, don't--"

Ava bursts out laughing, reclining back with her legs kicking. After a moment, she calms down, as you're still unsure what she'll do.

"Relax, this is not a kink shame moment, although I'm happy you got your voice back." She flicks a finger towards you, and the big, white opaque balloon you've been slouching upon loses its rigidness as you sink a little in its latex body. Only now do you notice the toy is about as tall as you are, which could effectively act as a bed. A big, squishy, comfy bed. Your body relaxes, now certain the danger has passed.

"Now, then," Ava continues, floating closer to carrress your hair. "Would you be so kind to tell me what else your balloon kink entails, or do I have to keep trying stuff at random and potentially scar you from something I couldn't have known beforehand?"