Trust. Try again, slowly.

Asami was still very confused, rightfully so. She should call anyone to get a second opinion, even if she’d be likely labeled as crazy. Adam would believe her… But even saying that to herself, she was doubting it. No need to stress him out at work. This went beyond anything she’s ever witnessed and it should have never left the fiction side of reality.

And yet, as Asami looked around the room, she could see a semblance of normality permeating the air. She knew what they could do, they had revealed themselves to her with complete transparency. At least, she believed so. If what they said was true, they could do whatever they wanted with her, and she’d have zero recourse, no avenue of escape from their shenanigans. Yet, they did nothing, they respected her, they gave her breathing room.

“Okay!” She let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding, trying to relax. “Okay. I’ll… trust you. Let’s try this again.” The petite girl began removing the pieces of clothing on her body one by one, the fears she had about the situation getting squashed by the deep lust her perverted mind could conjure. Was this a good idea? Probably not, but if this was a one-time deal and she didn’t act on it, she'll regret it her whole life. Should she warn someone? Honestly, what would it do. Unless they saw what she’s seen, no one would believe her anyway. If they have sentience, should she really go full naked right off the bat? She was pretty sure they didn’t care, or could even embrace it themselves.

Finally, the last piece finally dropped on the ground, Asami now completely nude for the room to see. She lifted her head high and proud, a small smile gracing her visage. She went back slowly towards her bed, her feets once again kicking and parting the party balloons on the floor out of her way. They acted so naturally, even though she knew.

She reached the foot of her bed where the beautiful trios of bubblegum pink balloons were floating overhead, looking at them with lust. The asian rose a hand to caress the nearest one, making her hand glide on the smooth, freshly inflated latex. Just that was enough to ignite her body once more, begging for more. And so did that balloon as it slowly drifted downwards towards the floor next to Asami. She was looking at it, unsure what to do or what the boundaries were. She wasn’t sure if she could offend her visitors.

The toy either sensed that or grew impatient, since it lightly bumped against her legs twice in rapid succession before wobbling for a second. “You want me… to mount you?”, she whispered. It wobbled again. Unsure if this was an affirmative, she took the initiative. Pressing her hand against the soft pink latex to steady herself, she lifted one leg high and sent it over her bouncy friend. With both feet now secured on the ground, she now had a big balloon pressing directly against her leaking sex. Her breathing accelerated, her lustful mind trying to take control of the asian girl. Normally, that would had been enough to send her off the deep end, to–

“Whaaaa!!” She yelled when her mount shoved itself sideways unexpectedly, making her lose her balance and sending her, butt first, deep into the pink balloon with a loud squeak from it. She was quite lightweight, but the balloon was far enough of its full potential that it instead molded sensually against her vagina. Or it could be the balloon doing that willingly. “That scared me! Give me a warning fi– oooooh my…” Her speech derailed the moment her toy wobbled back and forth, up and down, forcing her to bounce and lightly grind the rubber hugging her. “You’re more horny than I am, it seems.”

With the encouragement out of the way, Asami took a bit of initiative by herself. Placing her hand in front of her to steady herself, she began to bounce and grind in earnest. Sensing she was finally at ease, her mount very slowly, very gently began rising back to the sky. When Asami’s feet left the ground, she used her legs to pinch the balloon as hard as she could, moaning loudly. Her ascent brought her to the other two pink balloons. One pressed itself against her front, which she immediately embraced in a bear hug, while the other shoved itself against her back, effectively hugging her from all sides. An outside viewer would only see half of her legs, of her arms and of her head escaping the rubbery ****.

Asami’s logical mind was long gone. Feeling herself being willingly hugged by the objects of her fetish a full meter off the bed sent her out of control. She was grinding and bouncing as much as she could in her impromptu rubber prison, and she loved every single second of it. Her fluids had rapidly created a moist spot on her mount which just made grinding it even more sensual, the lewd noise it produced with each of her trust simply divine.

She knew she wouldn’t last much longer in this state. “If only… Adam… had inflated you… properly…”, she unconsciously said out loud between pants and trusts. Immediately greeting her ears were a loud hiss. At first, she feared that one of her balloons had a leak. But her legs were being slowly pried apart, and… “Oh my god, are you INFLATING?”

Sensing her approbation, the trio all hissed, gaining in size. More and more, her limbs were getting trapped by the self expanding latex, and Asami did her best to embrace it. She romped them as hard as she could, sensing herself getting very close to the tipping point. Her moans increased in volume and in frequency atop some rapid dirty talk of bigger, tighter escaping her throat.

Eventually, her whole body had been fully trapped by the balloons at the same time she reached her limit herself. She exploded in her latex cloud, screaming in lust while she marked the balloon below her more and more with every violent spasm of her body. She had no clue how long it lasted, but she wanted it to last forever, she was in complete bliss. Their expansion had stopped when the asian girl had reached her tipping point. They just held her securely in the middle of the room while she had her moment.

Her body did end up completely spent after a moment, and she was riding her post climax bliss with just her deep satisfied breathing to accompany her. Asami’s brain needed a moment to reboot after this episode. The balloons still held her lovingly during all that.

At last, she twitched and shoved the balloon in front of her, which obliged. It floated away to give her some proper breathing room while the remaining two stayed glued together to give her the best giant floating chair in the world to lounge back on, bringing her legs atop the seat and crossing one over the other. Only now did she notice the trio’s new size. They had grown way firmer at a beautiful 4 feet in size! Underinflated was an understatement, it seems. “Adam, I’ll have to teach you how to give them the proper care, I swear.”

With her fears completely squashed and feeling herself somewhat in control of the situation, Asami’s mind was busy making up kinkier scenarios for her to enjoy. She had a room full of her greatest fantasy bubbling around, all awaiting her commands, and maybe even more! The real question was where exactly does she go from there…