Commissioned by Jearic a while back, never got around to uploading it.

Jearic’s New Toys
By Balloondra


Word of a kitsune made of latex who went on an inflation spree in Furaf City Park spread like wildfire through social media. Even news outlets were commenting on the event, though that was the least of Jearic’s concerns. The vulpine ferret, or “ferrox”, instead felt his heart clutch in his chest as he realized this event— which basically happened outside his window— was anything but a hoax.

He bolted out of his apartment like an orange blur, brushing blue hair out of his eyes as his long, bushy tail waggled behind him. After crashing down four flights of stairs and ramming the front door, he wasted no time in sprinting right to the park, silently pleading with the universe for that strange, rubber vixen to still be in the park. His sensitive nose picked up on the faint but fragrant smell of latex, making his tall ears perk.

His legs and chest burned as he followed the scent trail, passing the unlucky passersby from earlier, who were waiting for their transformations to wear off one by one. He was tempted for just a moment to grab one of the still-inflated ones, but… no. They’d be fluffy again in a few minutes at most.

Luckily the scent trail didn’t stop there. He could smell the leisurely pace the vixen took, and even with her half-hour head start, Jearic was able to track her down without much trouble.

Coughing and wheezing, he fearlessly approached the balloon vixen, holding up a finger as he caught his breath. “Y… you… you’re the one who turns people into balloons, right?”

“Uhh…” She grinned and tugged on the string she held, drawing attention to the round, overinflated, and very much alive deer balloon bobbing at its end. “I mean, I guess there was a small chance I was some other blue, inflatable kitsune? Whatever. I am, yes! Mizuki the Toymancer, at your service.” She held up her free hand, which began to crackle with light and energy. “Did you want to become part of my collection, too?”

Jearic took a couple more deep breaths, then stood confidently. “No, I’d rather not. Actually, I was hoping to buy a balloon off you. A living one, of course.”

“Ooh, someone with confidence!” Mizuki grinned wider than before, the light in her hand diminishing as she placed in on her hip. “I swear, you furs either scurry away the moment you realize what I can do or beg to be mine forever.”

Jearic grinned back. “Why should I be afraid? You’re just a balloon like him.” He pointed to the rubber deer.

“Ooooh, don’t you push me, kid.” Mizuki waggled a finger at him. “But I like your spunk! Tell ya what, let me scry your heart, and if I like what I see, we’ll negotiate a price for my balloon here.” She looked up to the deer and tugged his string a couple times. “Whaddya say to that, toy?”

The deer made a happy sort of purr in response. “Wh… whatever Mistress desires! I’m just a plaything for others; my only wish is for Mistress to be pleased.”

“You’re not the only one with a rubbery fantasy.” Mizuki winked at the ferrox. “This toy has wanted a life like this for years.”

“Oh, cute!” Jearic replied. “Yeah, I like him already.”

“Hold up there!” Mizuki reached into her loudly squeaking tails, somehow extracting a large, blue glass ball from within them. “I gotta make sure you’re not an asshole, first. And if you are, I’ll make sure you regret trying to hurt my toys.” She fixed him with a serious glare. “You sure you don’t want to run while you can?”

He frowned at the vixen. “I’m no jerk! I’m very kind and gentle with my balloons, unless they like being popped. I’m certainly better than you, making those two raccoons float away and burst.”

Mizuki suddenly doubled over laughing. “Ohh, those guys! No, trust me, guy. They love being helpless balloons. In fact… wait, no, test first. Here, hold this ball.” She offered the glass sphere, which Jearic took without hesitation.

Mizuki put a hand on the ball as it began to glow softly and focused. All was quiet except for the gentle squeaking of her wagging tails. Then, after a minute or so of stillness, her eyes opened as she smiled brightly. “Y’know, Jearic, you’re exactly the kind of owner I like!”

Jearic’s tail instantly started to wag, his expression brightening. He didn’t even notice that Mizuki had gleaned his name in her test. “R… really? So I can have— I mean, buy him?”

“Aww, you can just have him, yeah! I’ve got enough toys; he’d be better off with you anyway.” She tugged the string once more, this time pulling the deer’s face down to eye level. She grinned at him. “And just like the mere object you are, I’m giving you away to this guy here. Are you excited to be all his to bounce around and pop?”

Though the deer was hotly blushing, he yelped at the mention of bursting. “I-I… I don’t want to be a bad toy! B-b-but—”

Mizuki interrupted him with a cackle and a poke on the nose. “He ain’t gonna hurt ya! There’s a lot of love in his heart… for you, at least!”

Jearic blushed and looked away.

“See? He knows it!” Mizuki giggled and pushed the living balloon into Jearic, who yelped and took hold of him, then tied his string around his own wrist. “If you command him to, you can turn the air in him to helium and vice versa, for your floaty or bouncy pleasure!” She winked at them both, then continued, “And while I’m at it, those two raccoon dorks are probably somewhere in this park, still, either floating away for another pop or inflating all over again due to the curse I put on them. If you can catch ‘em before they drift off, they’re all yours! “Here…” She returned her ball to her tails, then produced a spool of string. “Use this to tie ‘em down. And lastly, all of them, deer included, will pull themselves together if burst, so don’t worry too much about ‘em!”

She passed the string to Jearic, who stuffed it in a pocket. Then she turned, waving goodbye as she walked off. “It was a pleasure to meet you, Jearic; have fun with your new balloons!”

“A pleasure to meet you too!” Jearic was grinning madly. His lifelong dream, fulfilled! He now had a living balloon to play with and care for… but what to do with him first? Well, first, the deer was a bit too fragile for his tastes. He jogged over to a nearby pavilion just to be safe, then said, “Switch to air!”

Before the buck could even respond, he already began to drift gently down into Jearic’s arms. Then the ferrox wasted no time in turning the big, round balloon over to grab his tail, where a balloon’s nozzle was tied into a knot.

The deer let out a small “Eep!” of surprise when he felt Jearic fiddle with tied-up valve. “Wh-what are you doing?” he stammered out when air began to rush out of his tail. At the very least, Jearic was holding tight to him.

“You’re too big! You said you didn’t want to pop, right?”

“Yes, master!” He nodded emphatically— it was easier with the lessening pressure.

“Well, I don’t want to see you pop either, nor do I really care for you all huge and round. You’ll still be my floaty toy to carry around, though!”

“Oh… okay, master, whatever you wish!” The deer was back to smiling so blissfully.

“And while we’re talking, what’s your name? You already know I’m Jearic.”

“Ohh, hmm…” The deer blushed, still shrinking. “J-just call me Deertoy please; it’s all I’ve ever wanted to be!”

“Deertoy?” Jearic rubbed the balloonie’s squeaky head. “You’re adorable! Sure, you’ll be Deertoy to me.”

“Thank you, Master Jearic,” Deertoy replied, looking shy.

Soon enough, Deertoy had been reduced his old size and shape and happily cuddling with his new master. The shine on his every surface was starting to diminish, however— Jearic still hadn’t tied him up! The toy was starting to look nervous, to which Jearic responded with a nose-nuzzle.

“I want you to be full of my breath,” the fur added, grinning. “Because you’re all mine, now, forever and ever!”

“Y… yes, master…” Deertoy was wide-eyed and blushing at Jearic’s words. But his expression soon shifted to one of fatigue, then exhaustion, then drowsiness as air fled his rubbery form. He began to sag in Jearic’s arms, growing smaller by the moment, until at last his eyes closed as he emptied completely.

Jearic smiled widely and gave his deflated toy a quick nuzzle. Then, despite Deertoy being flat and empty, he tied up his nozzle anyway! Instead, he carefully lifted Deertoy’s flattened maw to his own… and breathed a deep breath right down his maw! It took two full breaths to fill the buck, and every one after that stretched him a little further. Jearic puffed him up lovingly and tirelessly, despite the strain of so many deep breaths in a row— he had lots of practice, not that he’d care to admit it to most people.

After a few minutes, Deertoy stirred, fully inflated. He blinked awake… then yelped, going wide-eyed when he realized Master Jearic was puffkissing him! He wriggled a little, embarrassed, but did nothing to protest his master’s loving puffing and kissing. Instead, he brought his arms around Jearic, holding close to him as he filled out even more. Jearic welcomed the affection and cuddled back, but nothing deterred him from getting his toy to the perfect size!

It was a few more minutes before Jearic was satisfied. Deertoy was warm and full, with a wide, puffy belly and a pudgy body overall, complete with cutely puffed up cheeks that Jearic couldn’t help but nuzzle as he pulled away from the kiss. Finally, he squeakily extricated himself from Deertoy’s embrace, ensured that he was still securely tethered to the balloon, and commanded, “Switch to helium!”

Deertoy giggled happily as he floated up to the end of his tether once again. “Master is so kind and affectionate! Deertoy is so lucky to have a wonderful, amazing master like him!”

“Haha! Oh, you’d better be!” Jearic teased his balloon with a couple sharp tugs. “Now come on, let’s go see if we can spot those raccoon balloons Mizuki mentioned.”

“Great idea! She said they would be floating away or inflating on the ground, right?”

“Pretty sure, yeah.”

“Okay! Deertoy will watch the skies, and Master can check the ground!”

“You’re adorable,” Jearic replied, tugging him down for a quick, squeaky hug.

And then they were off, scanning the park for any sign of a pair of oddly large balloons. To their surprise, Deertoy spotted them almost immediately— a pair of grey sphere’s high above them, near the forest’s outskirts. Jearic was hot on the trail in a heartbeat, following the path towards the balloonies, using Deertoy to shield him from the bright sun overhead. Then, suddenly, the two balloons vanished.

A moment later, Jearic realized that they hadn’t disappeared— they had popped! Now he had plenty of time to search for them! He trusted his nose to track the scent of latex on the way to the forest; he dearly hoped they hadn’t fallen inside! He’d have to deflate Deertoy to keep him safe from the sharp sticks and brush were that the case.

Luckily for him, the raccoons’ scraps had fluttered down just outside the wall of trees. By the time Jearic arrived, the two balloonies were starting to fill themselves up all over again! Knowing they’d blow themselves up into floaty immobility, he winked at Deertoy and took out the string Mizuki had given him. While the raccoons were still asleep and half-inflated, he tied a string to each of their tail-valves, securing the other end to his wrist alongside Deertoy.

Then, all there was left to do was wait for them to wake up and finish inflating. Jearic took the time to relax on the soft grass, cuddling, kissing and gently puffing his balloon buck. He was so lost in caring for the squeaky deer that he was startled to hear a voice exclaim, “Jearic?!”

The named ferrox looked around— the raccoon balloons, his friends Chaotic and Bliss, had woken up. Chaotic had called his name and was blushing quite a bit… though from Jearic’s display of affection or his own embarrassing predicament, Jearic wasn’t sure. Jearic began to blush himself, but a moment later shook his head. Why should he care about the opinions of a couple of toys? Instead, he stood, letting Deertoy float up above him, as he grinned confidently at the two swelling raccoons. “Hello, dorks!”

“Wh-what do you want, Jearic?” Bliss asked, blushing uncontrollably.

“I want… you two!” He gestured to the strings binding them to him. “You two are gonna be my toys from now on!”

“Eep!” Now it was Chaotic’s turn to blush uncontrollably. “I-I-I don’t want to be anybody’s toy!”

“Too bad for you!” Jearic winked at them, then tugged their strings. Though they weren’t floating, they were still feather-light, and so they were helplessly yanked towards Jearic. There was a sort of unspoken agreement between them as well— Jearic knew full well from years of being their friends that he was fulfilling a deep fantasy of theirs… but part of it was a sort of roleplayed resistance and denial of the fantasy.

So, undaunted by their “fear”, Jearic tugged the swelling toy raccoons right up to him, poking them both on the nose. “You two are my poptoys, now! No more floating away, but you’ll still get to go boom over and over again in my apartment!

Chaotic wriggled and creaked, his paws on his overblown gut. “N-no, please! We’ll be good toys, promise!”

“Oh, you’ll be good toys, alright!” Jearic snickered. “And even better confetti!”

The raccoons whimpered lightly, still blushing profusely as they swelled into round immobility. The hissing died down soon after, but not before the helium within them won out and lifted them into the air to bounce squeakily against Deertoy. Jearic smiled wider than ever and began to wag his bushy tail. His walk back through the park was much more leisurely as his mind whirled with all the fantasies he could finally fulfill! One had already come to mind… but first things first— he had to get home!

Overhead, the three balloons wobbled and creaked, bouncing against one another in the breezes that blew by. Considering all of them were a fair amount bigger than Jearic, they tugged at his wrist something fierce, but he really didn’t mind! If anything, the discomfort was a constant reminder of the gifts he had just received!

The hardest part was, by far, squeezing the balloonies into his apartment, but luckily for him, none of them burst from the strain. After that, it was a simple task to herd them into the room he kept empty for play with his less animate balloons.

He untied himself from the balloons, then clapped his hands together. “Now. Who here has played Mario Party?” Three voices gave their assent. Jearic responded by taking two bike pumps out from a closet and set them in the midst of the toys. “Excellent! Then, I’m sure you’re all familiar with the one minigame where you have to pump up the Bowser balloon until he pops, right?”

Bliss yelped and blushed— he had caught on fast!

Jearic chuckled and grinned at his deer balloon. “Deertoy, switch to air; I challenge you to a pop race! Pick your poptoy and pump; the first to pop their balloon wins! And no cheating, or you’re next!”

“Eep!” Deertoy was blushing already as he softly descended to the floor. “Of course I won’t cheat, Master! I’m an obedient toy!”

“Mhm, I know you are!” Jearic followed up with a kiss to his rubbery snout. “Let’s get set up, shall we?”

Bliss and Chaotic wiggled shyly, blushing from overwhelming embarrassment as the ferrox and deer rolled them around to get to their puffy tails, followed shortly by a pump being attached to each of their nozzles; they were all prepped to be blown up to bursting.

Jearic and Deertoy then took their places by their pumps— Jearic planned to pop Chaotic, and Deertoy Bliss. The poor buck struggled to grab the pump properly with his bloated form, but like the good toy he was, he didn’t complain. Jearic figured he’d go a little easy on him, then.

“Ready…” Jearic began. “Set… Go!” The two began frantically pumping up their living balloons. The air became filled with the sound of creaks, hissing, and the quick squeaks of Deertoy’s animated, rubbery body. And little by little, the latex hides of Jearic’s coony poptoys were strained further.

It wasn’t long before the two were squished into one another, the room neither tall nor wide enough to house their ballooned forms. Jearic mused that one of them would have popped on a corner of furniture by now, based on the strained expressions the helpless raccoons wore. But the room was empty, so it was just a matter of which one blew up faster! And even with Jearic’s self-imposed handicap, it looked like Chaotic was slowly pulling ahead in size… but neither would burst yet!

Pump after pump filled the room further with the rubber raccoons— they had almost reached Jearic and Deertoy by now! Light streamed through both of them from the open window. They were so thin and— BANG! The space occupied by Chaotic was suddenly vacant, save for a small pile of scraps.

“Woohoo!” Jearic cheered, doing a little victory leap.

Deertoy stopped pumping and clapped. “Well done, my master! Is there a prize I can offer you?”

“Hmm… I know!” Jearic blushed and grinned mischievously, then darted into the kitchen to grab a pair of scissors. He gingerly handed them to Deertoy, then stepped behind the overinflated Bliss to cuddle beneath him. “Pop him, my toy! I wanna feel him explode against me!”

Deertoy chuckled and bounced close. “As you wish, dearest master!” Through Bliss’s tightly stretched hide, Jearic could see his deer raise the scissors up. Bliss gasped in fear. Then… BOOM! Bliss exploded around the sharp point of the scissors, sending scraps fluttering down atop a blushing Jearic. Lying contently on the floor, he gestured for Deertoy to come to him. His one remaining balloon set the scissors aside, then lied beside him.

Jearic immediately pulled him into a loving cuddle, full of kisses and nuzzles. And as he loved on a balloon that could love him back, lying among the scraps of toys he could pop over and over, he felt nothing but joy that his fantasies had come true.