Nothing happens for a few mnutes until you notice your skin takes on a bit of a sheen and you start to feel light-headed. You then realize that your feet have left the ground and you have started floating. The only thing is, you haven't changed physically, your still the same size. No bigger, no smaller. You try flailing your limbs around but that doesn't do you any good. You sigh and resign yourself to float there forever when you hear some giggling down below you. You look down to see your sister looking up at you and smiling.
"Why don't I like that look in your eye, Laura?" You ask her.
"Me, I'm not going to do anything to you. I'm just going to take this string I found and tie it to this cool balloon I found." She then takes a piece of string from behind her back and ties it around your ankle. "Yipee!" She exclaims excitedly and starts to run out of your room with you in tow. You start to protest but then hit your head on the door frame on the way out. Suprisingly it didn't hurt. If you had to guess, you would have to say that was what a balloon feels when it hits something. You realize that you have indeed, in every way you can think of, become a balloon. Your sister reaches the backyard with you and stops. Nearby you notice some air tanks and become very nervous at what they mean. Laura ties you to the bench and brings one of the cylinders over. You try to protest but she shoves the hose in your mouth, preventing you from talking.
"Now then," she says, "let's see if I can fix my flat balloon." She reaches down and opens the tank. Right away you feel the air rushing into you. You feel your stomach start to push out, followed by your arms and legs becoming stiff, finally you begin to round out all over. You keep inflating until all that can be seen besides your big sphere of a body are your hands, feet, and head. Laura then turns off the tank and walks over.
"Much better." She exclaims with glee. "Hey, your starting to sink." Sure enough, you were lowering to the ground. Since you hadn't really changed when you transformed, the extra weight of the air was bringing you back down to earth. Laura unties you and decides to carry you herself. Since you did have a six foot diamater, that was a feat for anyone her size to do. Nonetheless, she began playing with you. For hours she bounced you around like a volleyball, bounced on you, using one of your remaining appendages as a hand-hold, and many others. After a while she tires and lays flat on you for a rest.
"Your very comfortable, sis, and fun to play with. I wish I could be like that."
An idea pops into your head and you decide to act on it.
"Oh Laura..."
Copyright 2000 - 2024 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.22 seconds at 5:17pm on Dec 22, 2024 via server WEBX1.
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author