Balloon Stand Robbing - Early Access (Patreon)

Contains: Floating, and bondage by balloon strings

Comision for Impact monster

Another beautiful day in Veridian park, the leaves rustled gently in the surrounding trees as the sunlight bathed the mingling pokemon in its gentle warmth. Rolling his balloon stand down the park path, the kommo-o closed his eyes and let out a happy sigh as the autumn air filled his nostrils.

“It's good to be back… a new day new customers and more balloons to give.” he exhaled, rolling his stand to the side of the path as he set it down.

After pulling out about a dozen pre-inflated balloons from the stands container and tying them to the handlebars, he took out a rubber bungee cord and used it to tie himself to the balloon sand by his waist.

During his last sale, a displeased customer had trapped him in one of his own balloons and was sent floating in the sky for hours, completely mercy of the wind. His inflatable latex prison would land in the ocean miles away, where a generous Primarina went out of her way to bring him to the shore before helping to free him. When he eventually got back home, he was able to get his stand back, but the alakazam responsible for his predicament had stolen nearly a dozen of his balloons. With the cord tied securely to his waist, he was determined to make sure that his merchandise would not leave his side until paid for.

It wasn’t long before the Kommo-o felt somebody poke his back thigh, turning around to see a male and female Indeedee standing behind him. Both were holding hands while wearing innocent smiles on their faces. The Kommo-o had to lean down to meet them at face level, where they both greeted him with a polite bow.

“Hello sir dragon!” the male on the left said, his voice squeaking with excitement. “We would like your balloons, please.” the female to the right said, her voice composed and mature.

The Kommo-o smiled. “Of course! What color would you like?” he asked, standing up as he reached for the balloons tied to his cart.

“All of them!” the two squeaked in unison, standing on their tiptoes as their eyes gleamed with excitement.

The Kommo-o paused for a brief moment, looking back down at the two as they stared at him with their innocent charming smiles.

“All of them?” he asked, looking puzzled.

“Yep!” both Indeedee said in unison again.

“I apologize Indee… What are your names?” the Kommo-o asked as he kneeled back down, not wanting to refer to them as just their species.

“Violet,” the female said. “Archie!” the other replied. “ Violet. Archie.” the Kommo-o addressed them both. “That's 500 balloons.”

“Uh-huh!” Archie nodded. “We would like all of them then.” Violet followed, her smile widening as she stared directly at the dozen balloons floating over Kommo-o’s head.

The Kommo-o was left speechless for a moment, but regardless stood back up as he opened the cart’s lid. “It's going to take me a while to inflate each one though. How will you be paying for these?” he asked. But when he looked back down to face them, Violet was the only one standing there, with Archie nowhere to be seen.

“We won't be. We'll be taking them.” she sneered with a playful giggle.

Suddenly, the Kommo-o felt a sudden tugging sensation on his tail. When he turned his head back, he found one of his pink balloons tied to his tail. Not only that, but the balloon had expanded to three times its original size, as if the helium inside had swelled. That's when he noticed Archie standing atop his balloon stand, holding a blue and red balloon by the strings.

“What can we say, We love balloons! But you're free to keep these!” Archie giggled, releasing the balloons as their strings whipped toward the Kommo-o sides, both tying themselves to his shoulders. “Eh?” he reached up with his claws and tried to untie them, but he couldn't undo them or even cut them with his claws, it was as if the strings had suddenly become reinforced. Following that, both of the balloons swelled with a sudden whoosh of air, tugging on his shoulders with such force that he found his feet leaving the ground for a brief before setting back down. “MMMGH! AH!” The Kommo-o grunted, struggling to reach the strings pulling on his shoulders with his arms awkwardly splayed out.

Suddenly, Violet jumped up and landed on his chest, using her telekinesis to stand upright as she looked up at him with a mischievous grin. “Having trouble handling your balloons sir?” she asked with a chuckle.

Before the Kommo-o could lean down to give her a piece of his mind, Archie jumped on the back of his neck and tied a green balloon to his scales. The balloon swelled and gave him an uncomfortable yank, pulling his long neck upwards just like his tail was. The Kommo-o’s feet were now barely touching the ground, not quite enough to lift him but enough that he couldn't run away if he tried.

“Here.” Violet said, her eyes glowing purple as the bungee cord loosened around his waist. Detached from the cart, the cord now hovered just around his arms. “Maybe this will help.”

Her eyes stopped glowing as the bungee snapped back around his waist, binding his arms to his sides. “AH!” his arms were now securely pinned, and all he could do was clumsily kick his dangling feet beneath him.

“You wouldn't want to lose those balloons after all would you?” Violent teased as she and Archie both hopped onto the poor Kommo-o’s back. Grabbing the remaining 4 balloons from the stand, the duo began tying the strings to the bungee cord around the Kommo-o’s midsection, whose thrashing did little to hinder their handiwork. Once the balloons were in place they all the puffed up in size lifting him another good foot off the ground as Violet and Archie jumped back onto the balloon stand.

“LET ME GO-UGH!” Before he could Heckle them further, a balloon was abruptly shoved into his mouth as Violet Waged her finger at him mockingly.

“Now now…” she cooed, her sultry voice giving off a false sense of benevolence. “You can't talk to your customers like that.”

With a snap of her fingers, the string tied his mouth shut, forcing him to clamp down on the balloon, essentially gagging him.

“MMMGH! MMELPH! MMMUM MUGHOO!” he groaned, his pleas barely audible through the thick rubber stuffing his mouth.

Taking the remaining two balloons, Archie and Violet jumped off of the stand Begin tying the balloons to his legs.

“MMGH UO DAGH!” he growled his feet flailing beneath him, but there was little he could do otherwise. This did little to deter the mischievous Indeedee, simply grappling onto his ankles as they finished tying the balloons. Hopping back onto the cart, the Duo gave Kommo-o a polite bow. “Thank you for the balloons sir.” they both said in unison.

The Kommo-o only responded with a muffled growl, barely audible over his squeaking inflatable gag. The two Indeedee then snapped their fingers as their digits glowed bright purple, causing the remaining balloons to swell in size. With that, his legs were lifted up behind him, now dangling faced down as he squirmed in his bondage. Even as he flicked his tail and kicked his legs, he found that he could not dislodge the strings, his mobility greatly hindered by the upward pull of the inflated balloons.

Floating higher and higher with every passing second, he struggled in vain against his restraints as he watched his balloon stand shrink beneath him. The two Indeedee giggled innocently as they waved the dragon goodbye, watching with amusement as he was taken away with the wind, before disappearing into the clear sunlight sky.

The two laughed as they gave each other a victorious high five, Violet climbing onto Archie’s shoulders as she gripped the cart’s handlebars. Working together, they rolled the cart away and took it back home, where they spent the rest of the day playing with their new load of balloons.

Hours later, as the sun had begun to set, the Kommo-o’s balloons finally began to lose their helium, hovering just a couple feet off over the ocean water. Right as he was in the middle of struggling against his restraints, a familiar Primarina poked her head out from the lapping waters. “MMMPH?” The Kommo-o blushed profusely as Primarina looked at him with a giggle. “Mr Kommo-o… are you trying to get my attention?” she asked easing while placing a fin on her cheek. “Honey… you could have just given me a call.”

The Kommo-o just whimpered in embarrassment, the Primarina doing the best she could to untie the strings as she teased him with a flirty tone in her voice. “When I get back home, I'm quitting my job…” he thought to himself,