Becky and Stacy, both balloon-girls, walked along the campus pathways, casually heading to the cafeteria to find guys to flirt and talk about the upcoming weekend with. Becky's plaid skirt swayed from left to right with each step. Stacy's black yoga pants accentuated her supple rear. The college environment provided a great amount of freedom in showing off their bodies.
"So what are we doing this weekend?" Becky asked to Stacy
"Brad invited us to a party over at his place this weekend!" chirped back Stacy.
"Oh sweet! Sounds fun." Both girls relished at the thought of getting to show off their bodies even more, far away from the rules of the college.
The duo approached the cafeteria building. "Hey wait hold up a sec" Stacy said, stopping and peering into her bag. "Lemme find my card so we can swipe in..." she said rummaging through her bag. "Ugh I really gotta stop just shoving stuff in here..." she remarked as she struggled to find her card in her disorganized bag. Stacy went to sit down on a nearby bench so she could focus on her search.
Stacy plopped down on the bench, her focus still on her bag. When her butt met the bench she felt a sharp sting in her right butt cheek, as if a wasp had just stung her.
"Ow!" Stacy stood right back up. Dropping her bag and reflexively reaching back with her right hand to feel her stung cheek. "What the hell?" Stacy gasped and yelled out as she rubbed her cheek to sooth the pain. "What happened?" asked Becky, clearly concerned.
"I think something stung m-" Stacy quieted as she felt a small stream of air against her hand, her lips parted and her eyes widened as she felt a stream of air lightly coming from the spot on her butt cheek where she was stung. "Uh oh." She said as she turned to Becky with a hand on her rear.
"Uh oh *what*?" Becky asked, as if she already knew what had just happened to Stacy. "I think I just popped." Stacy answered, standing there. "I feel air". The two looked a little awkward as Stacy and Becky stood there in the middle of campus with Stacy clenching her butt cheek, trying to stem the leak.
"You sprung a leak!?" Becky asked through hushed breath, suddenly becoming slightly more concerned. Stacy pursed her lips and nodded, blushing a bit. "Shit...we gotta get you patched...you're gonna burst if you lose any more air!" Stacy raised her eyebrows and cocked her head, slightly confused. "What do you mean "burst"?"
When balloon-girls manifest themselves in the world they start off as beautiful 18-year olds and looking that way for the remained of their lives. Most balloon-girls were lucky to make it to their 20th birthday what with all the pointy, sharp hazards and the occasional human wishing to eliminate them. It was extremely rare to meet balloon-girls into their late 20s and beyond. Becky had made it past her first year and was a bit more knowledgeable about themselves compared to Becky, who had only manifested a year after her. Seeing the situation at hand, Becky saw fit to educate Stacy on what might happen to her if this leaky crisis isn't taken care of.
"Yea! Burst!" Becky punctuated with an explosion gesture and sound to which Stacy didn't look too pleased. "That little leak in your rear will only get worse, and then it'll make you puff out in more leaks, pop pop pop! all coming out in different spots!" she pointed all over at Stacy for effect. "We have to get this taken care of, now." She finished as she pulled out and began looking in her bag for an adhesive, but where she expected to find some big band aids she found nothing. "Wait.I could of sworn they were..where are they!?" Becky spoke out, growing more concerned as her rummaging became more panicked.
"You don't have any?" Stacy asked nervously. "And you don't either!" Becky retorted, mildly annoyed at herself and her friend for not having something that could save their balloony lives. "This has never happened before!" Stacy replied, shrugging and looking off to the side. Becky grabbed Stacy's free hand and guided her to go back to their dorm. "Keep your hand on that leak...that should buy us enough time to get back before this gets any worse" Becky said as they began hastily walking back. Stacy's leaking cheek still looked full, but was slowly losing air as it slowly seeped out between the small openings between her yoga pants and her hand.
The two made it back to their dorm within a span of 10 minutes. Thankfully they weren't too far away. Both the girls walked into their room. Stacy's ass had deflated slightly, being noticeable smaller and not as taut as her other butt cheek.
"Ugh...this is so embarassing" Stacy thought out loud as Becky quickly rummaged through her desk, quickly finding the box of band aids. Becky hastily sat down in front of Stacy and spun her around so her rear was facing her. She pulled down Stacy's yoga pants, a small puff of air from the leak rustled her hair as Stacy had to momentarily move her hand for Becky to inspect her. "Wow" Becky said, looking at Stacy's deflating cheek. "Ugh! What??? Just patch me up!" Stacy said, looking down and back at Becky, brushing her hair out of the way.
"Nothing" Becky chuckled and shook her head "Your ass just reminds me of those girls who SHOULDNT be wearing yoga pants..." she said as she unpeeled the band aid and held it up to Stacy's leak, getting ready to put it on.
Suddenly, the leak went from a small "ssssss" to a heightened "SSSSSS" and blew the band aid right out of Becky's hand. Stacy let out a small gasp. She wasn't expecting the leak to intensify right then and there. "Oh geez, sorry!" Becky exclaimed. "Becky! Come on!" Stacy said, bouncing a bit in frustration. "I know I know" Becky said but as she found the bandaid and turned around she had noticed the rest of Stacy's butt, hips, and thighs were all vibrating slightly, coinciding with the leak growing stronger. Stacy felt it as Becky noticed Stacy was feeling around herself, giving her intact cheek a squeeze and running her hands around the front and sides of her thighs. "Uhhh Becky, whats happening? Like, why am I vibrating?" Stacy asked looking back at Becky with worry in her voice. "I better get this on quick, I think shes about to spring a new leak" Becky thought to herself, not wanting to worry Stacy.
"Nothing! Just let me get this thing o-"
*Pff! Sssssss...*
A fresh leak blew a hole in Stacy's still puffed up and intact butt cheek, making it bounce for a sec as her cheek stabilized and continued leaking. Stacy gasped. "Freaking, Ow!" she exclaimed, clenching both her butt cheeks. Both leaks were blowing Becky's hair back as if she had a fan blowing on her for a photo shoot. Stacy blushed as she nervously moaned as air hissed out her backside
Becky lept up to get another band aid for Stacy's fresh leak. "I think we're gonna need some duct tape..." Becky trailed off as she searched the side draws of her desk but was having trouble finding it and sat down on a nearby chair in order to concentrate on her search. Coincidentally, there was an upturned tack resting on the chair Becky was about to sit in. Whether the tack was placed by accident or on purpose by some malevolent force will remain a mystery.
As she sat on the chair in front of her desk, she gasped in pain as she felt the sharp tack suddenly *poke* into her butt, causing a sudden "Pff! Ssss......" as she stood up with shocked surprise. "Ow!...I just got popped!" she said with wide eyes as she spun around and picked up the tack. "How the hell did this get here?" she growled as she threw the tack in the trash with an exasperated groan. The tail of her skirt fluttered slightly from the breeze caused by her leak. "Shit..." Becky said, lifting her skirt and looking at her rear in the mirror. Her butt swayed from the blowing air, like a tied down balloon billowing in the breeze. Stacy could be seen in the reflection, still trying to stem the tide from her own leaks.
"Becky!" Stacy whined, reminding Becky of the situation. "Oh! Right..." Becky said as she trounced over to Stacy, skirt still kicking up. Becky noticed Stacy's hands had moved to her boobs, which were now rumbling slightly. "Uh you ok?" Becky asked, looking apprehensively at Stacy's chest as she kneeled down to mend Stacy. Then, as soon as Becky was about to apply the duct tape...
*Pff!* Pff!*
Stacy gasped and nervously moaned out as she cupped both her boobs, pushing them together to prevent further leakage. "My boobs just popped!" Stacy yelled out. She now was leaking in four different places, her ass now significantly flattened and still leaking air. She sounded like a tea kettle boiling over and her face and whole body was a slight red blush. Her hands alternated between her various leaks, as if she couldn't decide which leak to plug up.
Becky approached a panicking Stacy. "Stacy here, you reach behind me and plug me up while I finally get you patched up." Becky said to her as she stood close to Stacy. She took Stacy's hand and firmly put it behind her on her leaking cheek, plugging it up. Becky's hair was kicked up by Stacy's leaking bust as she carefully but decisively managed to get both her breasts patched up. They had deflated to small B cups but better than nothing at all...
Stacy kept her hold on Becky's cheek while she went to fix the remaining leaks on Stacy's now completely flat butt. Before she could however Stacy removed her hand from Becky's cheek and brought it to the side of her head. "Uh! Stacy! I'm leaking again!" Becky moaned as she noticed how Stacy was massaging one of her temples. "Ugh...I feel like I've got a killer headache..." Stacy said, fluttering her eyes and biting her lower lips. Becky backed up, nervous of what was about to happen.
Suddenly Stacy's head jerked to the side, and then to the other, whipping her hair. "Oh!" she shouted out as a stream of air burst from her head, followed by another, and once again the sound of a tea kettle boiling over resounded from her. Her eyes looked up, taken completely by surprise of what happened. She furrowed her brow and groaned as she put both her hands on her head, knocking and bending at the knees slightly. "Oh fu-" was all stacy could get out before her head popped into a cloud of rubber and hair, with the air from the rest of her body rapidly escaping through the big hole in her neck.
"Holy shit..." Becky muttered as she applied the patch to her rear. She had never seen or heard of a popping like this. Regardless, she tapped her butt to ensure the patch was on securely before bending over and stuffing the latex remains of Stacy in one of her bags and hiding it in the closet.