I recently had a wonderful dream regarding an Inflatable Zorua and his antics, and have decided to retell the dream to you guys in case you find it interesting.

I'm dividing the dream retelling into two different stories, a direct retelling with enhanced descriptions of what transpired, and a much lengthier second-person POV story that introduces the Lore of a new character.

This is the kinkier, more accurate account of my dream, with a few details exaggerated to make it a more, erm,
"Interesting" read.


I had been next to a large rectangular swimming pool, about sixteen meters long and ten meters wide. Such a gargantuan structure would normally be crowded with other people, as public pools are usually of such size, but I was the only person there. I walked to the pool's edge and stared at the bottom, contemplating whether I wanted to actually take a dip, or relax by the poolside. Choosing the latter, I turned away from the pool, attempting to go seek a large chair with which I could recline. Instead, I was stopped by a curious sight: a large, deflated, purple balloon. Bending down to pick it up, I didn't ponder how it came to be in that spot, but rather who would leave behind such a pristine piece of latex. Holding the nozzle between my lips, I blew into the balloon, causing it to rapidly grow in size. During the second breath, the balloon suddenly took on a non-spherical shape, and began to resemble some kind of small animal as the second breath finished. With the third breath, the species of animal was obvious: it was a Zorua. After several more breaths to get the balloon Zorua to a properly taught pressure, I tied the nozzle shut and held the inflatable Pokemon in my arms. To my initial confusion, the Zorua's painted-on eyes were closed, almost as if it was sleeping. Remembering the common trope of a seemingly inanimate object coming to life by opening its eyes, I held it at eye level, in an attempt to confirm that it was not sentient. However, I could not get that confirmation. The Zorua opened its two-dimensional eyes and stared at me. I froze, whether with fear or astonishment, I'm not sure. The Zorua then gave me a smug grin and said "Heya~" before jumping out of my grip and landing in front of me with a backflip.

"Welcome to my home!" He announced with a smile. "Y...Your home?" I respond, hoping for my new friend to elaborate. He thankfully understood what I was indirectly asking, and was more than happy to tell me that "of course! Where did you think you where, what with you being the ONLY PERSON on this ENTIRE POOL?" Not really the elaboration I was asking for (and in an attempt to change the subject from my obliviousness to the lack of people in the area), I asked more directly ask him "N-no, I mean, HOW is this your home?" He tilts his head and rolls his eyes, but doesn't appear to be annoyed, but rather amused. "Because this is where I live, dummy! This is where I eat, sleep, and play every day!" Despite having been confused and somewhat fearful earlier, I was now more accepting of this fantastical situation, fear and hesitance now replaced with wonder, happiness, and strangely enough, a tinge of longing. Longing for exactly what, I couldn't say. However, I realized that I may have been trespassing on his property, which may have been the reason for his sudden appearance. I attempted to apologize, telling him that "I'm sorry if I, uh, intruded on your property, dude. I shall be on my way, then." The Zorua then grins even larger and jumps on me, and despite being filled with air, somehow had enough force to push me onto a large pool chair. He stands on my chest and with a snicker, says "Really now, the first thing you do is apologize to ME for what *I* did? Wow, we got captain humble over here~" He then sits down on my stomach, still smirking. "I was the one who BROUGHT you here in the first place, dummy! Inside, I was thankful I hadn't offended the balloon Zorua, as I found him to be quite endearing.

However, I was still confused as to why he brought me to his home, but before asking him, I thought it best to ask him his name. Suddenly, before I could ask, the Zorua exclaims "My name is Orion, by the way. And yes, I can read your thoughts~" Hearing this, I instinctively thought of all the things I don't want people to know about me, which means that Orion just tricked me into revealing every one of my fetishes. "Aww, don't worry about your secrets coming out, dummy~ I already know them all!" Partially relieved and partially concerned, I then test this theory by thinking about asking him about why I'm here. As if on cue (which in all honesty, probably was), Orion responded "you're staying with me from now on! You have every trait I want for a companion~" I was overjoyed, as I had been hoping to become friends ever since he revealed his sentience.

Before I could express my thanks, Orion's left eye flashed an eerie yellow light, and he dove his snout under my shirt and into my navel. Quickly, he pulled his snout back out, tugging at a piece of beige latex. It appeared to be a balloon's nozzle, but with one key difference- it was protruding from where my navel had been. Orion then took a deep breath (which is odd, considering he was a balloon) and blew into the nozzle. At first I felt nothing, but as he kept a steady breath going, I realized why I wasn't feeling any air enter my body. He appeared to be "blowing" a purple substance into me, and an experimental poke at the growing purple patch on my stomach confirmed my suspicions- Orion was turning my flesh into latex. Normally, I would then attempt to escape, but for whatever reason, I let the Zorua continue. It was a similar feeling to going back to sleep after waking up in the morning- a surreal tiredness mixed with both happiness and relief. I shut my eyes, enjoying the calming sensation of my transformation into a balloonie Zorua like Orion. It felt like no time had passed when I opened my eyes again, but the state of my body told a different story. I had apparently shrunk down to Orion's size, and the bottom of my vision was filled with my own new snout, which was semi-transparent. However, it appeared that I wasn't the only one that had changed- Orion was now a normal, fur-covered, Zorua. I attempted to speak up, but found that nothing but adorable squeaks came out of my mouth. In In my head, I hear speech, Orion's speech! "Yup! This is my true form~ I only become a balloon when I get bored sometimes, but with you around, I don't have to be bored anymore! Also, telepathy is awesome, right?" I nod my head, and feel a hollow "tuft" of "fur" on the top of my head bob back and forth. With one last puff of air, Orion stopped my transformation. His eye glowed yellow once more, and I could feel my nozzle tie itself inside Orion's mouth. Orion flips me onto my new feet, where I attempt to walk forward, only to trip and fall off the table with a soft *bomf*. "How do you like the squeaky life?" Orion smugly inquires. I try to speak once again, but to no avail. It seems I lost the ability to talk in a normal fashion. "Hey, don't forget, you're a Zorua too! You have your telepathy, to talk, dummy!" He encourages. However, I quite liked being cute and squeaky. Even if I met another person, I would much rather communicate with a cacophony of squeaks than to talk directly with telepathy. Knowing this, Orion said "atta toy! See, this is why I chose you for this~ " there was no denying it, it felt great to be a balloonie. I eagerly accepted being Orion's new latex companion, especially now that I was transformed. Orion snickered. "We're not done yet, dummy! Don't get too comfortable with this form,'cause you're not going to be in it very often!"

Before I could begin to ponder what he meant, he jumped on top of me and locked lips. Taken aback, I stared into his eyes, as was all I could do in my pinned-down state. His eye then flashed yellow again, and he began to blow. After only one breath, he jumped back off, running away quickly into a large house that had just appeared next to the pool. As he did so, I felt a great pressure throughout my whole body. Staring at my navel/nozzle, I realized that I was inflating, this time with air. Being my greatest kink, I was overwhelmed with excitement. I began to rub my bulging belly, savor in the delightful creaks and squeaks that eminated from my paws coming in contact with my belly. As my belly was approaching a basketball in size (or a yoga ball relative to my new body size), Orion returned from his mysterious apparating house with a spool of string held in his maw. Acting quickly, Orion used his odd eye-based telekinetic ability to tie a segment of the string around my navel/nozzle, and the other side of the section around the pool chair. I soon found out why he did this as I began to float upwards, thankfully still held in one place by the string. At this point, my entire body had rounded out, my entire body being the size of a large yoga ball. Suddenly, I could no longer move my limbs, as they had since become filled with enough air to reduce them to immovable stumps. Suddenly, the inflation stopped leaving me a wonderfully puffy Zorua Blimp. I was in complete heaven. Every particle of my new form was awash in unadulterated pleasure. I couldn't think straight, it felt so good! Despite having no genitals, I was in one gigantic, never-ending orgasm. Every time a tangeable thought tried to form, it would be washed away by the euphoria. While I'm having the best moment of my life, I hear Orion in my head, whispering me words of encouragement. "You're nothing but a big balloon now. Your sole purpose is to be played with, and bring squeaky, puffy, happiness to anyone who plays with you. I grin. He's right! I AM just a big Zorua balloon! I want to be played with! I want to bring happiness! And better yet, I want to share this feeling with others! Everyone else needs to be a puffy, creaky balloon, just like me! Orion hugs my bloated form, content with his work. "It's a good thing you like being inflated, because this new form is permanent. No matter how much you exhale, you'll always automatically inflate back to this size~" Orion then begins to pet my head, much to my enjoyment. "And if you inhale, then that amount of extra air will be permanent as well~" Then, he hops up onto my giant tail, and falls asleep. As I bob in the light breeze (and in ecstasy) I begin to snicker. I'm definitely going to enjoy my new life as a perma-pokeblimp!

(The image above is how I looked at this point, but without Orion. It's a sketch by Balloondra that probably inspired the dream in the first place.)