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Looks like Talua has gotten herself stuck in a bouncing bondage balloon.

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Talua stepped out on her back porch, wearing a fluffy floral pink bathrobe as she stepped into the warm, beaming sunlight. It was a beautiful Saturday, and she was ready to have a relaxing swim in her friend's pool as she dropped her bathrobe, and stood in her navy blue one-piece bathing suit. With her friend out on a business trip for the weekend, would be housesitting until Monday morning, giving her the whole place all to herself.

Although it was a nice house, with two separate floors, a queen-sized bed, and a big-screen TV among other things, all she cared about was having the backyard pool to swim in. With a wide, giddy smile on her face, the mouse woman  put her phone down on the wooden as she skipped down the stairs of the porch. But in her excitement, she failed to notice the pink ball at the bottom step, nearly tripping on it as she stumbled forward. Nearly losing her balance, she turned around as she finally took notice of what was clearly a bright, pink, inflatable beach ball.

“Phew!” she sighed with relief, walking over to the inflatable with a smile, giving it a little poke with her toe. “Well that was close, you nearly ended my swim before I could even step in the pool.” she chuckled jokingly, putting her foot on top of the ball as she gently stepped on it. Strangely enough, it didn’t feel like vinyl, instead, it felt a lot more squishy and flexible, more like a balloon than anything else. Suddenly… FWOMP! Talua let out a gasp as her foot suddenly sank into the ball, squishing into its surface up to her ankle, as if it had collapsed under her weight.

The young woman, immediately tried to pull her foot out, but to her shock, the balloon stretched out as it tightened around her ankle, now keeping itself anchored to the concrete floor as if glued to the surface. The mouse panicked, a clear blush could be seen on her face as she got flashbacks to her experience on Sangria’s beach, filling her stomach with butterflies as she struggled to stay focused. After some effort, the balloon simply sprung back to the ground with a loud squeak, leaving her baffled and stuck in place

Next, the balloon began to hiss softly as it began to visibly grow, inflating very steadily as it began to inch up her angle. Talua gulped nervously as she watched the balloon bloat. Knowing what would come next if she took no action, she placed her other foot on the balloon and gave it a stump, hoping to pop it before it engulfed her any further. FWOMP! The balloon merely engulfed her other foot as well, now standing ankle-deep in an inflating ball of rubber, which continued to inflate around her legs.

In fact, the balloon appeared to grow even more rapidly, puffing up and increasing its volume faster by the second. Within moments, the balloon inflated up to her thighs, lifting her feet off the ground as she suddenly lost her balance. But before she could tip forward, the balloon once again tightened around her ankles, pulling her legs back and forcing her to kneel as she sank further within the sphere. “Wah!” with a loud squeak, the balloon pulled her in up to her waist, wrapped tightly around her pelvis with her legs now tucked up against her butt. “Ah… Oh…” Flustered, the young woman could only whimper as the balloon continues to engulf her body, gently bobbing up and down with her lower body now tightly wrapped up in the soft inflatable latex.

Biting her lip,Talua struggled to hold back a moan as the balloon hugged tightly around her underside, squeezing her as it puffed over her belly. Desperate to stop her impending envelopment, she pressed both of her hands down on top of the balloon, squishing her palms into the growing latex but doing little to slow down its accent. Flomp! With that, the balloon suddenly tightened around her wrists, leaving her arms stuck inside the inflatable rubber as it finally reached up to her bustline. “OHHH!” the mouse woman finally let out a moan as her breasts were tightly enveloped by the balloon, tilting her head up toward the sky as the latex finally wrapped over her shoulders.

With nothing left to do, Talua took a deep breath, getting ready for the balloon to engulf her completely, only to realize that it had stopped inflating. With only her head free, she looked down to see nothing but shiny pink latex as her body was suspended within the balloon. Wrapped up by every angle with her arms and legs tucked up, she had very little movement to work with, only able to squirm within the tight body pocket confining her as the balloon echoed with soft squeaks and squirks. Talua’s wiggles only made her blush as the tight rubber wiggled around her body, giving her an intimate hugging sensation and she gently bobbed within her balloon prison.

With no way to budge free, she simply went still, letting out an awkward sigh as she looked up into the sky. With nothing to do, she simply listened to the leaves rustle in the gentle wind, looking back down at her balloon as it glistened in the sunlight. “What even is this thing? It's not a magic bubble… maybe this thing will deflate on its own like any other balloon?”  she thought to herself.

But then at that moment, the balloon gently tightened around her body, forcing a gasp from her lips as the inner sleeve holding her body began to steadily shift around her. “AH!?” she couldn't believe it, the balloon began rubbing her body with it’s latex, causing it to bob up and down as it let out a symphony of squeaks. “Eh… OH!! Ah…” Talua closed her eyes as she  quickly became a moaning whimpering mess. It felt like the balloon was caressing her, touching her body so intimately that couldn't hold  her voice back. Still holding her arms and legs tightly tucked, the rubber kneaded her groin, squeezed against her butt, practically tickled her belly, and rubbed her breasts in a circular motion.

Unable to escape, the mouse woman finally gave in as she practically squealed in pleasure, nearly drowning out the sound of the squeaking balloon as it ramped up its massage. No longer resisting, she simply allowed herself to enjoy the experience, bouncing up and down in her pleasure balloon only a few feet away from the pool she had planned to spend the afternoon in. As her squeals of pleasure echod throughout the backyard, her phone subtley vibrated against the railing of the porch as a text message from her friend popped up in her notifications.

“I almost forgot to mention, whatever you do. DON’T touch the pink ball in the backyard. I know it looks tempting to play with, but unless you want to spend the entire weekend trapped in bondage, I wouldn't recommend stepping a foot near it. Have a good weekend!”

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