You only live once!

“Go for it.” She braced herself for the change, and waited. The brush kept stroking gently as the wet wipe discarded itself. Yet, she waited. After a while, the brush was done with her hair and landed on the nearby furniture. The top hat took off to land on her head, completing her look.

She looked around the room, at all the balloons holding still, wondering when it would happen.

“It did happen”, came a voice out of nowhere.

“Who is there?” She looked everywhere around her, listening attentively for an intruder somewhere.

“We are in your mind. We are tricking your brain in believing you’re hearing this to talk directly to you. Unless you want us to use pen and paper, we can communicate that way.”

“I didn’t even feel anything!” That stuff was crazy dangerous.

“We told you it would be painless. And yes, we are dangerous. Just like how even common household items could be used to harm someone if its user desires so.”

As she processed what they just said, she realized something. I didn’t say that dangerous part out loud… You can actually read my thoughts?

“As you’re having them. We told you so. From now on, no need to ask us verbally what you’d love for us to do, just think, and we’ll obey. Let’s have some fun, shall we?”

She had to test it out. It’d make Adam’s deepest fantasy come true if it worked flawlessly. She flexed her arm in a swift arc, sending all balloons on the ground flying, batted away by an invisible ****. She held a palm open forward, looking at a blue balloon. It flew right in her hand, grasping it. She held it by the neck, inspecting it. With just a thought, the balloon in her hand expanded gently, going from soft to very taut with a huge neck with barely a squeak. It was roughly twice the size of any of its brothers on the ground, and looked ready to explode. Except, it wouldn’t. Not if Asami willed it to never do, of course.

Her pantyhose were completely soiled with her love juice. This was everything she ever dreamed of, and maybe more. And as she heard the lock from the front door unlocking, a devious, loving smile graced her face. She let go of the blue pear-shaped toy. Any modified balloons went back to the original shape Adam had inflated them to not raise any suspicions, and she made her way to the bedroom door to greet her lovely husband.