Balloon-Girl Agent Codename: Jenna Pert
Balloon-Girl Class: Class 4 Balloon, Top heavy
Mission: Acquire target and extract
Current status: Popped and destroyed
In a world where balloon-girls are used as conveniently disposable spies.
A cab door closed. Out of the cab into the rain, out stepped a curly haired woman in a trench coat and heels, with a big umbrella over her head. She stood outside the Oasis Nightclub and approached the front door. The bouncer let her in ahead of the line without a second thought. "Ah Miss Pert, welcome. The boss is waiting for you upstairs." he said in his deep voice as he held the door open.
Jenna stepped inside out of the rain. She unlooped her trenchcoat, whisked it off, and handed to the coat check. She fluffed up her hair to make sure there was no rain on it and straightened out her black dress. The dress ran past her thighs but thetop hung low show off a generous of amount of boobage. She had massive breasts, not massive enough to where she would stand out like a sore thumb but small enough to still keep up her non-balloon human facade. It was an intentional design to make them seem as if they never stopped bouncing and wobbling around even when Jenna wasn't in actual motion.
Her breasts bounced loosely in her dress, her heels clicked on the tiled floor, and her curly short hair bounced confidently as she sashayed towards the backroom past a couple of suited guards.
"Hello boys." she said sensually to them as they stepped aside to let her through. She ascended a flight of stairs up to a room that watched over the whole nightclub. A camera hanging above the door looked down on her, showing whoever was looking through it a view of Jenna's deep cleavage. Jenna looked up at it with a hand on her hip, gave it a flirtatious smirk, and heard the door *click*. Jenna took a quick second to adjust her bustline and pull out a couple curls in her hair before opening the door and going in.
Inside the room she was expecting Vinny, the boss of the gang she was busy infiltrating. She was ordered to report to the nightclub to pick up an important package to deliver somewhere. However, once she had the package she would simply run off with it and bring it back to the government agency she was working for.
She stood at the front of Vinny's desk, his big leather chair was currently turned around, facing the window that gave a view down on the nightclub. Fog, lights, and silhouettes of people could be seen below all mixed together. The big chair turned around. Jenna gasped, stepping back in surprise, her breasts did a heaving bounce as she took the step as if they too were surprised.
Sitting inside Vinny's chair was a dark-haired woman in a motorcycle jumpsuit, brandishing what looked like a silenced pistol directed right at Jenna. Jenna raised her hands, audibly gulping the lump in her throat.
"Sit down, big boobs. Lets chat" the woman said, motioning the barrel of the gun towards the chair in front of the desk.
"Y-you're Raven..." Jenna said as she cautiously sat down, nervously staring at the pointed gun, her breasts quivered as if they were anticipating a bullet to pop them at any moment. "Raven, the boss's assassin" she said in hopes of pleasing Raven with her known reputation. Her body gave an audible squeak of rubber as it pressed into the chair.
"Yes, yes. I'm sure you've heard of me" she curtly said waving the pistol a bit. "So big boobs, who do you work for? CIA, FBI, ATF? Don't act like we don't know"
"I work for none of those! I'm with you guys!" she blurted as she shook her head a couple times, making her curly dark hair wave around.
Raven sighed. "Oh please I know you're one of those spy balloons that have been popping up here and there. Just last month the McCulister gang popped this bitch with a gigantic ass and shower her flattened rubbery body to us, told us to watch out. So naturally, when I noticed you and your overblown tits show up I had to investigate."
"Y-you think I'm a balloon?" Jenna stammered, eyes darting around nervously. She was doing her beast to maintain her composure. Normally in a situation like this with men she would puff up her boobs a little and act flirtatious or pout a little. A balloon-girl against a heterosexual woman often stands no chance at all.
"All it took was some X-ray goggles..." Raven said as she put on a pair of sunglasses. "Yep, I see nothing in there at all...just a big gas bag" she quickly took off the glasses, flashing her sinister eyes. She inched closer to Jenna, bringing the barrel of the pistol towards her and pushing the barrel into her left breast. Her breast was pushed upward, pushing in her cleavage and groaning as the gun barrel indented her boob.
"Ok! Ok! I'm a balloon! I'm sorry just don't pop me!" she stammered out, clinching at the pressure put on her bust by the gun. She wanted to give out more information but her balloon-girl programming forbade her from revealing anything more.
"Hah, listen to you squeak? You're definitely a balloon. Those weren't even X-ray glasses at all. Just had a hunch about you and your big boobs is all. Jesus, they're still wobbling around, it's like looking at jello" she said with an incredulous glare down at the seated balloon-girl. "What are those even made out of? Blow up doll latex? Balloon rubber?"
"T-they're made of---Ah!"
She interrupted Jenna with a quick push of her gun further into her tit with a rubbery groan. "That was a joke. I don't care."
Raven then stepped back and holstered her gun. She pulled some rope out of a bag and began tying up Jenna to the chair. Jenna whimpered and occasionally struggled weakly against her bindings but found she was stuck there. She bound her in such a way that her chest was stuck out and put on display.
"Lets see what these airbags looks like..." Raven said as she approached Jenna with hands raised.
"Wh-what are you doing? Hey!" Jenna protested as Raven reached her hands into the cups of Jenna's breasts and popped out each of her big pneumatic boobs. They fell out with a hollow bass drum sound before settling down, fully exposed with her plastic nipple stoppers on display.
"My...are these your nipples? What if I pull on them?" she said as she gentled tugged on it. "Oh....don't do that....you might-" Jenna stammered out.
"Might what? Pop a leak in you?" Raven said as she deftly popped out one of her nipple stoppers, producing an audible hiss of hair. "Ah! put it back put it back!" Jenna said, bouncing in her bound state. Raven plugged her back up with an audible squeak. Jenna breathed a sigh of relief. "Don't worry Big Boobs I'm not gonna deflate you" Raven said as she walked over to a bag and began rummaging through it.
"My name is Jenn--"
"Welp you big balloon. Its been fun but I gotta go" Raven said as she pulled out a camcorder and set it on the desk facing Jenna and turning it on. She also pulled out what looked like a laser point on a tripod and pointed it at Jenna"
"What is this?"
"Its a laser pointer! Its gonna pop you and those big tits of your. In a few minutes you'll be nothing but a deflated pile of rubber, completely out of our hair. That is...until the feds decide to someone another balloon-girl at us"
"But you said you wouldn't pop me!" Jenna cried out.
"Incorrect. I said I wouldn't deflate you. Completely different things."
"Fuck." Jenna said with an air of defeat, blowing an errant strand of hair out of the way.
"Alright balloony, I hope you don't mind me recording you popping. The boss will need to know why his busty henchwoman is nothing but tatters, hair and a slutty dress on the floor.
Raven walked to the laser and turned it on with a knob. It shot an energy beam straight at Jenna's breasts and hit her square in the cleavage. Jenna gasped and flinched.It didn't immediately pop her. Hell, it didn't even hurt.
"Uh....." Jenna vocalized. She clearly thought it was supposed to hurt. The laser beam continued shining on her breasts.
"That was just the bottom setting. Let's crank it up a little" Raven said playfully, holding out the dial and cranking it up a couple notches.
"Ah.." Jenna's mouth reflexively parted and exhaled as she felt the laser begin to sting a little, like someone was lightly pinching her tits.
"Oh? Are we feeling it now. Looks like your boobs are getting a little red" Raven said, pointing out the little burn marks centering on her cleavage around the laser. Let get serious with this thing." Raven said as she turned up the knob another couple notches.
Jenna creaked as she gasped in pain as the laser suddenly intensified and grew brighter. A tuft of smoke began to burn off of Jenna's tits which where wobbling and swaying as Jenna fought against her bindings.
"Oh look at you. The one thing you have going for you is about the result of your demise. Man, I better step back out of the blast radius before that sweater meat of yours pops!" Raven said with a cackle as she jogged out of the room, blew Jenna a kiss, and stepped out.
"Oh god owwwwww.....can't believe I'm gonna fucking owwwww burst!" Jenna muttered to herself, looking down at her deep cleavage as the laser slowly whittled away at her rubbery boob skin. The red burn marks on her had turned her boobs translucent and the room was slowly filling with smoke from where it was burning her.
In the hallway outside the room, Raven held an ear to the door as she heard muffled screams and a satisfying pop from the other side. Raven peaked inside and saw a dress and hair crumpled on the chair, a pair of heels on the floor, and a few dozen scraps of rubber descending from the ceiling.