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Inflated Expectations
Will was hanging out at the local furry meetup where he met a nice fellow furry named Greg. Greg's suit was a very well made husky fursuit that seemed to really animate when he was wearing it, almost like magic. The plus was when he took the head off to get a drink of water, he was very handsome as well. After a few drinks, Will worked up the courage to go up and talk to him, and luckily, they hit it off. So well in fact that Greg invited Will to a private pool party the next weekend, an offer Will couldn't pass up, especially when Greg promised him a magical experience.
The next week dragged on for Will with the anticipation of hanging out with Greg, and this "magical experience" he promised. Will hadn't had much experience with dating, or even casual encounters, due only to his shyness, as he himself was not bad looking by any stretch.
Finally, the day had come, and Will left extra early as to not be late. Pulling up to the address, he was taken aback by the sheer luxury of the house. Greg must make a 6 figure income in order to afford a place like this. Will wondered if he had actually made a decent catch of a prospective boyfriend. He approached the front door and went to ring the bell, but just before he could press it, the door opened revealing Greg, bare-chested with a finely toned body, wearing nothing but a banana hammock, " Hey there stud! Glad you could make it! Come on in, your early!"
Will blushed a bit at the chiseled man as he followed him through the lavish house to the back where the pool was located, music playing, and a tiki bar on the side. "No one else is supposed to be here for about an hour, so... I was thinking maybe you and I could have some fun in the pool before anyone else shows up!" Greg said with a wink as he lifted a glass and handed it to Will.
Nervous and excited, Will takes the glass and takes a sip, "Uh... yeah, that sounds like fun!" The drink tasted a little odd, but Will just chalked it up to Greg probably just having some really expensive fancy liquor that he never had the hope of affording. "Oh shit! I forgot my swim trunks!" Will realized, flustered.
"Oh no matter, just hop in with your boxers!" Greg suggested as he reached to Will's shirt and began to sensually undress him.
Will put up no resistance, Trying his best to not get aroused and avoid the embarrassment of a hard-on under his boxers as Greg moved on to unbuttoning his pants. Blushing a bit by standing by the pool just in his boxers, Greg looked at him with a suggestive smile and said, "Now, the fun can begin!" as he pushed Will into the pool.
This caught Will by surprise, and with a splash, he resurfaced with a gasp and looking up at Greg expecting him to jump in with him. Though, Greg just stood there watching him with a smile, and a glow in his eyes. In fact, they seemed to be glowing green. At first, Will thought it was the chlorine of the pool messing with his eyes, but his attention was quickly drawn to a weird feeling at his belly button. He first went to feel it with his hand, but when he felt something hard, he looked down to see what appeared to be an air valve where his belly button should be. Then it looked like the skin around it was becoming pure white and it was spreading.
"What the fuck?!" he shouted as he began to swim to the edge of the pool to get out. As he was swimming, it was getting harder to make his right arm submerge and his feet began to feel like they were just floating on the surface of the water. He managed to get out of the pool and get a better look at what was going on with him. His stomach was mostly pure white, and the nozzle was hanging open and seemed to be drawing air in. His right hand wasn't a hand anymore, but just a ballooned rounded out thing with what appeared to be black markings to make it appear like a paw.
"What's happening to *burp* me!? What *burp* did you *burp* do!?" Will screamed, with uncontrollable burping, but burps unlike any he had ever had. Like massive amounts of air needed to be released, as more air was drawn into his nozzle.
Greg smiled and replied, "Well, you see, a pool party isn't a pool party without pool toys, and I just thought you would make a perfect one!" Will looked at him with his mouth agape, while more uncontrollable burps exited his mouth. By now his feet had fully disappeared into fully inflated grey and white legs of a husky pool toy as his insides dissolved into air and made its way to exit via more burps and be replaced with new air.
Will now felt as the side of his face get loose then taught as the plastic took over, reshaping his ear and moving it to the top of his head, though somehow he could still hear out of it. Horrorfied and he watched his world turn into a bluish hue as his eyes began to change into pained on ones of a husky pooltoy and hair falling in his forced forward vision as his scalp was also changing.
"I thought you *burp* wanted to *burp* mess around in the pool! Not *burp* this!" Will yelled.
"Oh, I guess we had our signals crossed. That's my bad. Well, if you want changed back, all you have to say is "Make me human again, and I will have no choice to turn you back"
This releived Will a bit as he saw his way back, "Yeah, I don't want this! Make me hummppg mmmmm!!!!" he tried to say before his mouth sealed over into the grin of the pooltoy he was becoming.
"Oh well, I didn't quite hear that. Unfortunatly for you, once the transformation is complete, there is no reversing it. But don't worry, I'll deflate you after the party and put you in a secure storage bin to make sure you don't get any holes... well except for the strategically placed on I will mod into you for some, ehem, fun times.
Finally Will's body was finishing up as Greg lifted him effortlessly and placed him down in his properly inflated, quadrapedal stance. The doorbell rang, and Greg simply said, "Now the party can start, you wait here... Not like you have a choice..."
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Inflated Expectations
Will was hanging out at the local furry meetup where he met a nice fellow furry named Greg. Greg's suit was a very well made husky fursuit that seemed to really animate when he was wearing it, almost like magic. The plus was when he took the head off to get a drink of water, he was very handsome as well. After a few drinks, Will worked up the courage to go up and talk to him, and luckily, they hit it off. So well in fact that Greg invited Will to a private pool party the next weekend, an offer Will couldn't pass up, especially when Greg promised him a magical experience.
The next week dragged on for Will with the anticipation of hanging out with Greg, and this "magical experience" he promised. Will hadn't had much experience with dating, or even casual encounters, due only to his shyness, as he himself was not bad looking by any stretch.
Finally, the day had come, and Will left extra early as to not be late. Pulling up to the address, he was taken aback by the sheer luxury of the house. Greg must make a 6 figure income in order to afford a place like this. Will wondered if he had actually made a decent catch of a prospective boyfriend. He approached the front door and went to ring the bell, but just before he could press it, the door opened revealing Greg, bare-chested with a finely toned body, wearing nothing but a banana hammock, " Hey there stud! Glad you could make it! Come on in, your early!"
Will blushed a bit at the chiseled man as he followed him through the lavish house to the back where the pool was located, music playing, and a tiki bar on the side. "No one else is supposed to be here for about an hour, so... I was thinking maybe you and I could have some fun in the pool before anyone else shows up!" Greg said with a wink as he lifted a glass and handed it to Will.
Nervous and excited, Will takes the glass and takes a sip, "Uh... yeah, that sounds like fun!" The drink tasted a little odd, but Will just chalked it up to Greg probably just having some really expensive fancy liquor that he never had the hope of affording. "Oh shit! I forgot my swim trunks!" Will realized, flustered.
"Oh no matter, just hop in with your boxers!" Greg suggested as he reached to Will's shirt and began to sensually undress him.
Will put up no resistance, Trying his best to not get aroused and avoid the embarrassment of a hard-on under his boxers as Greg moved on to unbuttoning his pants. Blushing a bit by standing by the pool just in his boxers, Greg looked at him with a suggestive smile and said, "Now, the fun can begin!" as he pushed Will into the pool.
This caught Will by surprise, and with a splash, he resurfaced with a gasp and looking up at Greg expecting him to jump in with him. Though, Greg just stood there watching him with a smile, and a glow in his eyes. In fact, they seemed to be glowing green. At first, Will thought it was the chlorine of the pool messing with his eyes, but his attention was quickly drawn to a weird feeling at his belly button. He first went to feel it with his hand, but when he felt something hard, he looked down to see what appeared to be an air valve where his belly button should be. Then it looked like the skin around it was becoming pure white and it was spreading.
"What the fuck?!" he shouted as he began to swim to the edge of the pool to get out. As he was swimming, it was getting harder to make his right arm submerge and his feet began to feel like they were just floating on the surface of the water. He managed to get out of the pool and get a better look at what was going on with him. His stomach was mostly pure white, and the nozzle was hanging open and seemed to be drawing air in. His right hand wasn't a hand anymore, but just a ballooned rounded out thing with what appeared to be black markings to make it appear like a paw.
"What's happening to *burp* me!? What *burp* did you *burp* do!?" Will screamed, with uncontrollable burping, but burps unlike any he had ever had. Like massive amounts of air needed to be released, as more air was drawn into his nozzle.
Greg smiled and replied, "Well, you see, a pool party isn't a pool party without pool toys, and I just thought you would make a perfect one!" Will looked at him with his mouth agape, while more uncontrollable burps exited his mouth. By now his feet had fully disappeared into fully inflated grey and white legs of a husky pool toy as his insides dissolved into air and made its way to exit via more burps and be replaced with new air.
Will now felt as the side of his face get loose then taught as the plastic took over, reshaping his ear and moving it to the top of his head, though somehow he could still hear out of it. Horrorfied and he watched his world turn into a bluish hue as his eyes began to change into pained on ones of a husky pooltoy and hair falling in his forced forward vision as his scalp was also changing.
"I thought you *burp* wanted to *burp* mess around in the pool! Not *burp* this!" Will yelled.
"Oh, I guess we had our signals crossed. That's my bad. Well, if you want changed back, all you have to say is "Make me human again, and I will have no choice to turn you back"
This releived Will a bit as he saw his way back, "Yeah, I don't want this! Make me hummppg mmmmm!!!!" he tried to say before his mouth sealed over into the grin of the pooltoy he was becoming.
"Oh well, I didn't quite hear that. Unfortunatly for you, once the transformation is complete, there is no reversing it. But don't worry, I'll deflate you after the party and put you in a secure storage bin to make sure you don't get any holes... well except for the strategically placed on I will mod into you for some, ehem, fun times.
Finally Will's body was finishing up as Greg lifted him effortlessly and placed him down in his properly inflated, quadrapedal stance. The doorbell rang, and Greg simply said, "Now the party can start, you wait here... Not like you have a choice..."
Category All / Transformation
Species Husky
Gender Male
Size 960 x 1280px
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