(Drawing inspired by  Clothoverlord Twitter Story down below)

What if: you.
But you helplessly inflating and transforming into a pooltoy as you desperately crawl to your phone for help.
But just as you tap it your fingers puff into a huuuge puffy pooltoy paw/hoof/flipper; oh dear, no help for you I'm afraid.

You might try to cry out. But that's going to be difficult, as air fwoooshcrrrks your face forward into a big muzzle with a printed on toy smile. Yeah, communicating is going to be hard with that. Maybe you'll have to tap your new squeaky puffing tail in morse code.

Oh no what's this? You're rapidly fwoooshsquirking with expanding volume until you're nearly taking up the whole room? Well you're certainly going to crrkgroooan loudly, but soon you'll be too squished to make any kind of concerted motion, dear oh dear.

Just in time, you manage to attract the attention of a friend who squeezes into the room utterly baffled! But your rapidly swelling form soon seals off the door... and you are helpless to stop yourself squeaking and squiiiiiiiiiishing your friend tightly against the wall

Said friend tries to cry out for help, but finds it hard to do so while being squished by the huge wall of vinyl that is your squeaky side. They tryyy and wiggle, but only manage to slip in between your belly and leg somehow and are instead squished on both sides with squeak.

Somehow, you don't pop or puncture anywhere. Of course, this means the walls and ceiling start to instead. It's with great grooaning and creaking that you start to slowly break your room apart from the inside out, helpless to stop yourself~

CrrrksquiiirkgroooanCRACK goes the support beam, then another, as debris SQUEAKS loudly against your hollow head and puffy backside! It tickles instead of hurting...
somehow. It's almost so distracting you almost miss the alarming sight of direct sunlight...

Oh no you're wrecking your room *and* your home! You might try and flail, but with with puffy vinyl limbs you're gushing into MASSIVE proportions, so your residence to your alarm starts to crumble like graham crackers. And you can't stop fwoooshing!

Oh that friend you squished in between your squeaky form? Still very much stuck, but somehow despite more room being available they don't feel less tight. Because. You. Can't. Stop. Puffing. Bigger :3

Suddenly more than just glimmers of sunlight appears. Now your vinyl head is bathed in it.
Did we mention you were a huge pooltoy in an incredibly compressed place? Well, now suddenly there's an opening above you as the roof gives way.
FWOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH

Like a huge whirlwind, but INSIDE your puffy squeaky form, rocketing your toy frame upwards and outwards, partially demolishing the surrounding walls as you blink sheepishly from the remains of your ruined home.
Oooh look the neighbors have noticed and they're all taking photos

Perhaps you might try waving them off. But your puffy squeaky limbs only grooan and fwoosh so massively, the rest of your home just crumbles like tissue paper. You're practically parade balloon sized, but on the ground... which means people start trying to climb on you and play

You realize that the little peeps running around you are only the size of your printed on toony eyes now... oh also *plopplop* you feel tight sensations on your side. It's only when the climbing begins that you realize you've grown big plastic handles that double as ladders

Despite your squirming and squeaking, you only seem to attract more peeps, and soon they're bouncing and hugging your backside while carrying up water hoses to turn your huuge fwomping tail into a waterslide!

Oh your home? At this point you've squeeeaked into such a biiig toy, your sides have squished past the confines of your flattened home. Biiig squeaky sides groaning against the ground as helicopters circle around and publicly advertise you! Hope this isn't embarrassing :3

Did I say you could stop growing?
No, you can't stop growing. You're only the size of a house, can't stop until you're such a huuuuge puffy toy that you are the landmark of the whole neighborhood, obviously. Eeeeveryone will be able to see your blush from a mile away!


Oops you might be pushing into the neighbor's property. Oh well, it's being converted to better use. By now you've become a huge attraction and people pipe up water to your head to slide all the way down your neck, down your back and off your tail in the biggest waterslide ever