Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Balloonazation! Poor Pooko-chan's Bad Day ❯ Fight Against the Carousel Man. Countdown to Drake's Arrival! ( Chapter 10 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Pooko-chan simply stared at the lemur in annoyance. ‘I can’t believe he’s here! What is he doing here? I’m not in the mood for another fight.’ Pooko then noticed that she was in fact admiring Mawashitaro’s finely muscled chest. Pooko-chan turned her head away from him while blushing. ‘What am I doing?’ she thought. ‘First I nearly embraced that Mamoru guy and now I’m ogling at Mawashitaro like a high school girl!’ She felt a little guilty for staring at those two men like that when she loved Drake dearly. “Why are you here!? Earlier today you helped me and Tenko and now you say you want to fight me, Mawashitaro-kun?”
“Yes I did help you and Tenko win,” Mawashitaro answered in a voice that was more than tinged with sadness. “I did not like the way your cousin-in-law treated you. It was cruel. My boss, Fisheye, sent me after you. And you don’t have to call me ‘Mawashitaro’ just call me ‘Taro.’ It’s my nickname.”
“Fine, Taro. May I ask WHY she sent you?”
“He,” Taro corrected.
“Are you sure? Each time I see Fisheye I change my mind about which gender he/she is.”
“Trust me ‘he’, I was changing in the locker room and I saw him naked. Ugh.” Taro closed his eyes and shook his head trying to rid himself of the memory.
“Wow so Fisheye is a guy? I had a fifty-fifty shot of being right but either way it’s still surprising that. . . . ” Her eyes widened as she finally realized that she had gotten off topic. “Anyway, why did he send you!?”
“To try and make himself look better.”
“What the hell is that suppose to mean?”
“Pooko-chan, do you realize what an asset you are to the Dark Moon Circus?”
Pooko-chan scratched her cheek. “Hmmm, no. How could I? Tigers-eye always seems to find something wrong with the way I complete my missions, even though I think I, at the VERY least, that I always do a decent job.”
“You’re one of the best we have. You’re in the top ten!”
Pooko was surprised. ‘The top ten? Me?’ “Really!?”
. “Yes, a lot of the rookies and trainees look up to you and always consider themselves lucky if they catch even a glimpse of you.”
Pooko-chan felt a little dizzy for a second. She couldn’t believe that she was talked about like that by the newer lemures like some kind of legend or something like that. “Then why does Tigers-eye always lecture me when I make even the SMALLEST of mistakes if I’m so good?”
“He does it so that the success won’t go to your head and make you arrogant. Plus he wants you to continue to strive and become a better fighter. You’ve gotten this good by trying to impress him and you have.”
The two stood there in silence for several seconds when Pooko-chan broke it with, “I still think he’s just being a jerk a lot of the time.” <- not my choice on how to handle a situation like that but it’s up to you.
“Yeah, I think he’s a jerk too. He’s a jerk that knows a good fighter but just won’t let on.”
“So if you beat me it will make you and Fish-Eye look better?”
Taro nodded his head. “Correct. Again I would rather not but I must obey all of his commands and complete every assignment that I am given without hesitation.”
Pooko had heard about Taro’s nearly unbreakable sense of loyalty. ‘Hmmm, I bet if he had a girlfriend he’d never see another woman behind her back . . . wait! Why am I thinking this!? Drake is very loyal to me! He’d never do that and yet why am I thinking like this!?’ Pooko-chan began hitting her head. Mawashitaro simply stood there with wide eyes watching her. Pooko was like that for several more seconds before she stopped and realized what she was doing. “Sorry,” she apologized quietly.
“That’s better. I’m going to fight one of the top ten in the circus I would be disappointed if she acted like a clown for attention.” Pooko-chan blushed a little red and got into a fighting stance. The carousel man seemed surprised. “That’s a hand-to-hand combat stance, aren’t you going to fight me in your balloon form?”
“I know you’re strong and I don’t want to waste time trying to crush you if you have the strength to push me off. I’ve studied a lot of fighting styles, I’m sure I can more than handle you. Remember I’m one of the top ten.”
Mawashitaro-kun pulled off one of the hoof shaped gloves and then the other. Taro had big, hard and powerful hands, the skin tight suit showed off the muscles he had trained hard to perfect. The Lemur man began cracking his knuckles. “Maybe you are but you should remember that with the right strategy anybody could win.”
Pooko-chan’s purple lips curled upwards into a smile. Taro got into a combat position as well. The two opponents stood like that for who knows how long. The sun was beginning to go down creating fire like clouds in the sky. Some of the stars could be seen, twinkling in the sky. The beauty of it was lost on these two fighters both still like tigers ready to pounce on a target. Then with a *bwoosh!* Pooko-chan’s red panties suddenly flew out and stretched out as though her body was blowing itself up, the problem was: Pooko-chan was completely thin. The underwear had stretched itself to her balloon size without any reason. The red cloth now lay around her ankles.
The two stood there several seconds. Pooko kept glancing between her only attire and her opponent while turning red. Taro just stood there (homonym confusion – there vs. their) several seconds being as still as he could be and still ready to fight. The truth was he was admiring her thin curvy legs when he realized he was not being honorable. The carousel lemur got out of position and sighed. “Okay, okay, figure out what the problem is and I’ll be ready when you are.” With that he turned around to give Pooko some privacy.
Pooko kneeled down and pulled up the enlarged underwear up. ‘What the hell is wrong with this thing!?’ she asked herself. ‘It’s been acting weird recently, why won’t it work right!?’ Pooko began squeezing parts of it in her hands in an attempt to shrink it back down. She then caught her self staring at the strong legs and buttocks of Taro. ‘Hmmm, those red tight shorts do look hot on him,’ Pooko thought before slapping herself in the face. ‘Damn it, Pooko! He’s just some dork with huge muscles! Drake has muscles too you know!’ The balloon woman then got back to work on trying to fix her attire. She kept shaking and pinching it until the fabric seemed to figure out she was displeased with it and shrunk back down to its proper size. “Finally,” she said while extracting her thumbs out of the waistband of her underwear.
“Ready?” Taro asked while turning around.
“Ready” replied Pooko getting back into a stance.
Taro charged. The Carousel Lemur threw his large fist out and struck Pooko in the face. His fist seemed to sink into her rubber like face.
He was more than a bit curious about this fact before Pooko grabbed his attacking arm and made a quick twist, causing him to flip and fall flat on his back. He quickly rolled to the side and got back up. He charged Pooko again and made a torpedo kick at her, the Balloon Lemur simply stepped aside, from her position, Pooko could see the back of Taro. However Taro was expecting this and at the same instant of Pooko’s dodge he snapped his left leg back and smashed his foot into the side of her face.
“Ouch,” Pooko whined while grabbing her face, even though due to her body type the pain that is given from blunt attacks always disappeared much more quickly than with most other type of beings. <-awkward. I get the meaning but it needs to be reworded.
Taro made another punch at Pooko’s face but she blocked it with her left hand and in return she gave him a right fist in his face. Taro stumbled back; a bit surprised that she could pack such a punch. She was so much smaller, not to mention lighter than he. He had expected it to be no more than a tap. There was more to her than her agility. It seemed that he had once again under estimated the Balloon lemur. This would prove to be interesting.
Pooko then made a dash at Taro and she jumped and attacked him with her own torpedo kick. Her sneakers collided with Taro’s chest and he fell back. Pooko made a little grunt as she felt the pain in her legs dying away. ‘Even off guard it he still has enough strength to where it would hurt me if I were to attack recklessly.’
Taro was on the offensive again, he charged Pooko. She threw a punch but he ducked it and swept her off her feet with a leg sweep. While she was falling he grabbed her back and legs still kneeling. Then he stood up and brought her down while he brought his right knee up to make contact with her back. Pooko was so light in his strong arms she felt like nothing. When her back was slammed against his strong knee there was no “crack” there was more of a “domp!”
Taro looked down and saw that Pooko was smiling and giggling at him even though her body was bent over his knee. If he had done that move to a human their spine would have been snapped in two! Taro relaxed his strong grip on her for only a second, which was all she needed to free her left leg and slam her knee into the side of his face. Taro completely let go of her while she rolled off his knee and got back up.
The two surveyed each other in silence. Even though it appeared that Pooko had bones in her body, such as a spine, collar bones, and ankle bones, she in fact did not. Those bones that people thought they were, were in fact a stronger type of rubber in her body. It was used in similar form to a skeleton shape of humans. This rubber was to give her a basic form in case all of the air was to escape from her body. The stronger rubber could be stretched even though it was more difficult to but unlike human bones it didn’t hurt at all when it was stretched out.
‘I won’t make that mistake again,’ Mawashitaro grumbled, dismissing all thoughts about trying to break her bones. ‘Besides, I didn’t mean to explode like that, breaking somebody like that over something as trivial as this is too savage.’ Taro continued to study Pooko-chan. ‘I don’t seem to be hurting her much, I’ve barely started though. I need to find some way to make her give up. For now I’ll just keep attacking.’
Pooko was thinking that same thing. ‘I’ve hit him several times and yet I’m not doing much damage to him at all. He’s pure hard muscle. . . stop right there! Remember Drake? And I need to end this before Drake shows up.’ Then suddenly an idea hit her. ‘Hang on, this may work.’ Pooko then took several quick deep breaths before her stomach blew out into a fat stomach.
Taro was a little horrified to see Pooko’s svelte hips disappear. “So, you’ve decided to go into your balloon form after all?” he smirked, while masking his disappointment at the thought of seeing her pretty form turn into an overgrown balloon.
“Not quite,” the balloon woman replied while taking more deep breaths causing her stomach to grow a bit larger.
“Hmmm,” Taro mused out loud as he watched her pretty face inhale air into her body.
“There,” Pooko said. She stuck her thumbs and forefingers into the waistband of her panties and pushed them down, showing off her full stomach.
Taro stood still more than a little shocked and becoming a bit embarrassed. “Okay...so what are you doing?”
Pooko brushed a strand of loose hair back. “I’m not hurting you much so I thought that if I make myself heavier then I can hurt you more. It’s true a heavier person can do more damage than a lighter person.”
Taro shrugged his strong shoulders. “I don’t think adding on that stomach is going to do you much good but I’ve given you plenty of time to get ready so let’s get started again.”
At his words Pooko made a dash at the carousel man. ‘On the offensive, huh?’ he thought. The balloon lemur threw her right fist out and smashed it into Taro’s chin. The added weight to her body did have some effect on the Lemur man but the hit still wasn’t very strong. Taro countered with a strong uppercut to her chin. The hit carried the Lemur woman into the air, her chin stretched out upwards in an arc for a second before molding back to its regular shape. She landed on her back with a flop.
The balloon Lemur then bent her legs and brought them back as though she were going to flip herself back up.
‘Nice,’ thought Taro with some red in his face as he got a nice view of her butt covered in the red fabric.
Instead of flipping herself onto her feet Pooko bent her body forward, as though trying to get the top of her head against the ground.
When Taro realized what she was doing he said “Hold on-!” but was cut off when Pooko blasted herself forward and planted both of her feet into Taro’s face with a loud *wham!* effectively knocking the strong lemur to the ground.
She landed lightly on her feet and said “See? I told you some extra weight would help me.”
Taro stood up, his nose was bleeding and an angry scowl was written across his handsome face. With a grunt he rushed toward Pooko. Pooko looked down and let out another burst of air, putting her out of harms way from Taro’s lashing leg (huh? I don’t understand. What do you mean by his lashing leg?), but she couldn’t dodge Taro’s strong back hand. Once Pooko fell on to her side did the Carousel Lemur begin pummeling her with kicks and punches. The strong Lemur rained down attack after attack onto his opponent not giving a moments respite. Parts of Pooko’s body would be flattened by his fists or foot while other parts would then re-inflate themselves into their normal look.
Taro was nervous. He was surprised that she could damage him like that. The balloon lemur had damaged him more than he had damaged her. Noticing that he didn’t seem to be hurting her, he kept up his mad assault. Hit after hit after hit after hit struck Pooko, it was times like this that made her glad she was a balloon lemur though it was only this and her hair that made her glad she was a balloon lemur . . . everything else she disliked about it. Taro speed up his machine gun like pace as they continued to rain down their assault on her . . . making her even more determined to win. After a full thirty more seconds of his attack, Pooko was half flat half normal. Taro stood there panting for air, when he noticed a large slap of concrete near him. The Lemur man bent down and grasped the heavy piece of material, his muscles bulged with the effort and then lifted the slab above his head. Then turning to Pooko, whose eyes were wide with surprise, he dropped the heavy concrete slab, which would have normally taken ten full grown men to lift, on her. This was a demonstration of Mawashitaro’s strength; he was indeed a powerful man.
Taro stood there heaving for a few minutes until he finally managed to pant, “Well? *huff* Do you give up, Balloon Lemur?”
It was then that Taro noticed Pooko’s two sneaker clad feet sticking out from under the concrete. The two feet dug their toe ends into the ground and started to pull on the rest of their body. Pooko slid herself out from the under the heavy slab.
“Sheesh,” she groaned. Her body, except for her feet, was completely flat. She was just a puddle of red, blue, and purple. “It was overkill to drop that slab on me.” She sucked in some air and with a little “umpf” she popped herself back to her primary form still large stomach and all. Pooko bent down and pulled her panties from around her knees back to it’s proper place.
“It’s a good thing I moved my feet out of the way or else you would have damaged my good shoes. My boyfriend thinks these look cute on me and I would be very mad if you damaged them! Besides it would have been harder for me to get out from under there.”
Taro just stood there mouth agape. He thought for sure that would have taken the fight out of her!
“Oh yeah,” Pooko stated and began to suck in more air. Taro did nothing while he watched her stomach grow larger and rounder with each intake of breath. When Pooko felt content with her air intake she said, “Okay, now it’s my turn to pound on you!” With that she bent her head to the ground and blasted herself into the air.
Taro started looking around very quickly. He couldn’t catch even a glimpse of her! Pooko flew from behind a building and straight towards Taro’s back. She changed position in mid flight so her feet pointed at Taro. She slammed her feet into Taro’s back and flew back up into the air. The wind was knocked out of Taro, now he was beginning to get nervous. Taro looked around again and again he couldn’t find the Balloon Lemur until she was right on top of him with another dive kick into his back. He fell face forward again sputtering for air.
“Damn it!” he yelled.
Pooko flew up into the air.
Taro recovered and yelled, “Coward! You keep attacking me from behind! Fight me bravely-“ But Taro was cut off by Pooko’s feet smashing into his face. Taro fell on his back while Pooko landed on her feet.
“No one calls me a coward! I think you just can’t pay attention to anything for more than two seconds!” she said with her hands on her hips, her stomach almost back to normal.
The words stung Taro and he got back on his feet. He threw another punch at Pooko but she caught it and tossed him again with a judo throw. Taro landed on his butt with his back to her but he quickly started to get up.
Pooko got ready to give another attack when her panties grew to a much larger size, slipped down to above her knees and then shrank down to their normal size. All that happened in a split second right before she moved one of her legs out into a run. The underwear around her legs caused her to trip and mess up her attack. ‘What! AGAIN!’ she thought enraged. She pushed herself up onto her hands, while still on her knees, with one hand she reached back and started to pull the clothe back up her legs.
Pooko then noticed a blur coming towards her. A split second later Taro’s shoe clad foot smashed into her face. The hit was so hard Pooko started to fly only an inch off the ground. But Taro bent down and grabbed her ankles before she could get away. With a heave he whirled around and slammed her face into a standing eye beam.
*KRRRUMB!* was the sound of the balloon woman’s face making contact with the metal. Taro wasn’t finished, however, with another whirl he turned around and let go of Pooko’s ankles. She went flying like a rocket and crashed head first into a large rock.
*KRUMB!* was heard again.
The lemur man stood their panting. He was sweating, the sweat rolled down onto his hard muscles, giving him a glistering sexy look. (lol. Some may find it sexy . . . but that should be implied. Or you should have Pooko think that he’s sexy.) Of course, Taro had more important thing to worry about than trying to attract women to him, he had to win this battle for his boss!
“Ouch, you hurt my nose,” said Pooko-chan rubbing her nose.
“AWP!” was all Mawashitaro-kun could manage to choke out. He had barely hurt her!
The balloon woman then started to take several quick breaths. Taro was snapped out of his shock. “Oh no! I’m not letting you do that anymore!” he yelled while running towards her. Pooko’s torso had quickly become one big balloon. Her arms, legs and head stuck out from the torso, her large stomach covered over her sexy red panties. Pooko grabbed a nearby brick and loaded it into her stomach. Taro was sure he would get to her before she could fire the brick but his judgment was wrong. With a *sproing* Pooko launched the brick out of her stomach and struck Taro in the stomach.
“Ugh!” was all he could groan out before a second brick hit him in the forearm and a third smashed into his chest. Taro crumbled to the ground, it had been a good while since he had taken such a beating.
Pooko decided not to launch anymore bricks instead she let most of the air out of her body until she had a round stomach. (Shouldn’t it be that she let air in instead of letting the air out? When you say until she had a round stomach I think that she’s inflating herself.)The carousel man was confused, seeing how she had an advantage before. The balloon woman put her hands against her stomach and then started to “feel” it. The air started to travel up into her body, first it went up to her breasts. Taro’s eye brows shot up when he saw her chest enlarged. The air pocket traveled up into her head, Pooko then grasped her head and pushed the air back down. She then directed the air to her arm and finally stopped it when the pocket got to her hand. Her fist was now huge!
Pooko went after Taro and swung her massive hand at him.
*WHAM!!*
Taro spun around and saw stars from the punch. He couldn’t see but he could hear Pooko’s sneakers slapping against the ground. Taro couldn’t think of a way to hurt her, when he then remembered that he was wearing a unicorn suit.
And unicorns have horns.
The unicorn’s neck was behind his head with the head of the unicorn above his own. A slit appeared in the darkness of his sight and he could see Pooko’s leg’s getting closer and closer to him. Taro ducked and dodged the next swing; he launched himself upwards at Pooko’s body. The horn of the unicorn stabbed into Pooko’s side and all the air escaped from her hand.
“Oh, no, not another hole!”
Taro yelled, “Ha, ha!” And then threw a kick at Pooko. Pooko however grabbed his leg, pulled up and tripped the carousel man. He fell onto his back with a thud. He scrambled up. Pooko made an attack at him and Taro thought, ‘Okay! Time to play dirty!’ He began to flex his strong glistering muscles in front of the Balloon Lemur. For some reason Pooko stopped without realizing it. She stared at the sight of the strong muscular man flexing his chest muscles at her. Pooko’s purple lips parted slightly and swooned at the sight.
Taro gave a little grin, pleased that he had pleased her with the sight of his body....Then he brought his hands together and swung them together like a club. He stuck Pooko in the side of her head. She tumbled over on to her hands and one of her knees.
Mawashitaro got ready to attack her again when Pooko called, “Yoo hoo!” and began wiggling her butt seductively at the Lemur man. He was stunned by the beauty of her behind. He was so amazed by the sexy nature of her body but he didn’t notice Pooko reach her hand out to her left and grab the handle of a shovel.
*CRACK!* <-spelled with a ‘c’ That was the sound of the shovel smashing into the side of Taro’s head. He turned away holding his head.
‘Ugh,’ thought Pooko. ‘I DID NOT enjoy doing that, however if it was for Drake then-‘ Pooko noticed that the wooden shaft of the shovel had been broken in two. ‘Darn! He’s got a hard head!’
Mawashitaro pulled his hand back from his head. There was a large bruise where the shovel had hit him. He was not the kind of man that practically cried when his face was bruised or dirtied. The lemur man was now mad, mad because he couldn’t think of a way to beat this Pooko-chan! ‘It’s no wonder she’s on the top ten list!’ he thought. ‘Such combat prowess . . . .’ Taro racked his brains for a solution. It infuriated him that Fish-eye had sent him, him with his arms and legs of muscles against this woman that could take kicks and punches with almost no pain. Did Fish-eye send him to make a fool of himself? No! His boss believed in him and he knew there was a way he could win this.
Then the solution came to him. He might have found a way to make her surrender! The lemur man got out of his fighting pose and said, “Pooko, you are a skilled fighter and I am honored to have a chance to fight against you. But I must now give you a chance to surrender.”
Pooko’s eyebrow rose in annoyance “Why should I give up? You’re the one that’s losing!”
Taro could still feel throbbing in the left side of his face, the place where the shovel had hit him. “I am but I now remember overhearing that you have a certain . . . friend coming by to pick you up?”
Pooko was angered by this. “You were eavesdropping on MY conversation!!!?” she yelled at him.
Taro held up his hands. “Forgive me, I was not eavesdropping. I only overhead it, I even tried humming a song so I couldn’t hear but I still heard part of it.”
Her body was trembling. ‘How DARE he listen in on my private conversation with my boyfriend! That muscle head!’ she thought.
Mawashitaro shook his head, making his dark green mane flow back. “I was just thinking: ‘It sure would be bad if you’re boyfriend found you fighting here. I’ve heard that you are determined to keep your love life and your work life about as separate as possible.”
She didn’t know what he was getting at. It was true she didn’t want Drake to see her fighting like this. She worried that if he saw her fierce side this way that he would become afraid of her and want to stay away, even though Drake had seen her fierce side plenty of times whenever he or something else royally peeved her. Plus she didn’t want Drake to see her like this . . . well “dressed” isn’t the best word. The two had seen each other half naked, and in fact more than that, but NOT in public! Pooko wanted to beat this guy, get him to leave, go home and spend the remainder of the day doing something she enjoyed. Pooko crossed her arms “Okay, pal, what are you trying to say?”
Taro gave a smile that Pooko didn’t like. “Simple, I’m going to keep you here until HE shows up.”
Pooko was a little taken aback but she recovered. “You’re beaten all ready, I can wrap this up in two more minutes. What are you going to do that will take so long that Drake will get here before we’re finished?”
The man continued with his smile. “This.” He brought his palms together. This was his special power that he was about to unleash. Taro began clenching and unclenching his powerful muscles, his limbs started to throb and shake from his concentration.
During this Pooko still stood with her arms crossed ‘If he’s trying to get me to ogle at him again then he’s got another thing coming. I’m so mad at him for eavesdropping that I can’t possibly find him sexy right now!’ Pooko truly did hate people who eavesdropped with a passion.
The Carousel Lemur kept up with his concentration for another minute, sweat was pouring out of his face now. ‘This would be a lot easier if she hadn’t hurt me so much,’ he thought while blinking sweat out of his eyes.
The blue and red Balloon Lemur kept on looking at Taro waiting for his attack. Finally she stepped forward and said, “Listen I have no time for you to mess around like this. Just go home before you burst a blood vessel . . . . “ But she was cut off by four brown horses that broke out of the ground all wearing saddles. “What the!?” Pooko-chan muttered. She then realized that the horses were not real but fake just like ones you find at a....carousel. The four of them had surrounded Taro and Pooko, each horse was about twenty feet away from their creator.
The Lemur man then stood up on his toes and gave a laugh. He began to spin around very quickly. The four horses started moving with him, the speed of the horses increased. Faster and faster they spun around Taro, until purple energy began to rise from the circle they were spinning in. The energy leapt up high into the air until the hole began shrinking and soon became a dome.
The two lemures were now inside a dome of energy.
Pooko simply looked up at the roof made of energy and said, “Hey, is this thing supposed to DO something? It better do something interesting like shoot lightning bolts. I shouldn’t probably remind you of this but rubber doesn’t conduct electricity and seeing how my body is quite a bit like rubber then I’ll start hoping that this thing doesn’t shoot lighting.”
The spinning Lemur seemed to ignore her question and responded with a cackle.
Pooko kept watching him until she grew impatient. “Fine! To hell with this! I’m leaving!” Pooko turned and walked into the wall of the dome but when her body touched it, sparks and little bolts sprang out and her body was jolted back as though she was hit! “What is this!?” she yelled at Taro.
“It’s a dome of energy! When you come into contact with it, it’ll knock you back, it’s not only a blunt attack but an energy attack! The trauma from the energy will hurt you. I certainly wouldn’t touch it if I were you!” laughed the Lemur without stopping his spinning.
A sweat drop rolled down Pooko’s face ‘Shouldn’t he be getting dizzy by now?’ she thought.
As though he could read her mind he said, “And by the way I will never get dizzy from doing this! I practiced for hours with my father and uncle when I was a young boy, both of them were carousel Lemures too, and like them I’ve perfected myself so that I can never become dizzy!” Then he let an evil laugh ring.
The balloon woman turned her attention back to the energy dome that had caged her. She tried smashing her shoulder into the wall but it knocked her back and she fell on her back. “Ow,” said Pooko while rubbing her burnt shoulder. ‘Damn that thing is hot.’ she mentally noted. She turned and looked at Taro. The woman got up and made a jump kick at him, however she bounced off him. She fell on her side and held her ankle.
Taro just laughed at her. “You think you can do anything at the current speed I’m spinning!? Be careful next time!”
She got up, with her hands at her sides she began to look around at the energy dome.
“Why don’t you give in, Pooko? If you do I’ll leave you so you can be alone with your lucky man!”
The balloon woman looked down at her side, the cut had healed it self. Now she could blow herself up again. She doubted that even a powered dive kick could hurt the Lemur man at the speed he was spinning. Pooko-chan would have to try something else. “Hmmmm,” she said while taking her panties by the sides and pulling them up her hips a bit further. “No I don’t think it would be a smart idea to give up when I’m about to win.”
Taro continued to spin “What? What’s that suppose to mean, lady?”
Pooko flashed him an evil grin. “I don’t think you’re going to like this much Mawashitaro-kun,” she giggled and bent her torso forward giving Taro a good look at the tops of her full breasts. ‘God, I hate doing this for this guy!’ thought Pooko. “You better enjoy my sexy curves while I still got them.”
Taro blushed red and kept spinning, Pooko did take noticed that he was slowing down a bit. “W-what are you doing!?” he nearly yelled.
Pooko stood up; she took her right arm and bent it so that her right hand could take her left arm which she was holding straight up. Pooko eased her legs open a bit giving Taro another sexy pose.
“I said you better enjoy the sight of my svelte hips and long legs while I got them, because you’re not going to like what I’m going to do next.”
“What are you going to do next?”
“You’ll see,” giggled the balloon woman as she turned around and ran a hand through her purple hair and stopped, leaving her hand in her hair. Pooko looked over her left shoulder and gave a smile, she was blushing slightly making her very alluring. Pooko could tell that she had turned on the Lemur man, now it was time to really burn him.
Pooko then turned around and took in a long deep breath, this breath keep going and going and going instead of stopping. Taro knew what she was doing and truly didn’t want to see her fat again but Pooko kept on breathing and breathing and breathing and breathing and- *M-POP!*
Now her stomach and around behind it were filled with air, but she didn’t stop there she kept breathing and breathing and breathing and breathing.
Now her entire torso was filled with air, her arms, legs and head were attached to a huge torso that kept on growing and getting rounder and rounder.
Pooko finally stopped with the gigantic intake of breath. “Well? How do I look? Pretty sexy huh?” Pooko said giving a jiggle of her huge body.
“Uh...” was all Taro could say. He could hardly believe that she was so good looking only a second ago, he almost couldn’t stand to see those red panties wrapped around her huge lower body that looked fantastic on her only a second ago!
“Uh...” was again all he could say while spinning, which had deceased even more.
Pooko-chan giggled, “I know, you’re dumbstruck by my beauty!” Then she began another long intake of breath. Her body was blowing up even more now. This was in fact not the way she usually blew herself up. The normal way she did it was with many shorter intakes of breath. This was actually going to create a slightly different balloon form. This form would only cause her torso to blow up, her arms, legs and head would stay the same. It was a more advanced technique her mother had taught her. It could be used as defense and a quickly way to blow up a part of her body but it was mainly used as a way to get food from a restaurant without paying. The trick was to blow up her stomach and say that she was allergic to something they said wasn’t in the food, the manager would let her go without paying and she would let the air out of body as soon as she left and turned a corner. Of course her mother only did it to get a laugh out of the waiters’ faces when they saw her blow up and once when Pooko was eleven her mother was short a few cents for two ice creams so she said she was allergic to the milk type that was in the ice cream (after making her stomach larger) and so they got free ice cream. They both loved ice cream so of course Pooko’s mother wouldn’t give up her cone for Pooko unless she absolutely had to and couldn’t do the trick at the moment. Pooko on the other hand only used this trick if she were to be eating at a restaurant that had poor service or a rude person waiting on them, Pooko would increase her large enough for them to notice but not large enough to rip her skirt, jeans, dress, t-shirt, underwear, etc. Thankfully she never felt she needed to do it when Drake was around, funny it seemed like she had much more patience whenever she was with Drake. Her dad said for him that was a sign of being in love.
By now Pooko was huge! She kept up with the huge intake of air and her stomach kept growing and growing! Her large lower half of her torso had gotten large enough that it was covering her legs, now only the tips of her shoes could be seen poking out from beneath her body and in a few seconds those would not be seen. The back side of her was getting close to the wall of the energy dome so she took several steps forward towards Taro while still growing bigger. The Balloon Lemur glanced up and could see that she still had a ways to grow until she could reach the top of the dome.
Upon the sight of the Balloon Lemur coming towards him Taro stopped his spinning and got into a fighting position. The energy dome appeared to falter but it remained there. ‘I suppose it’s weakened a bit because Taro isn’t giving it full power anymore,’ Pooko thought.
Pooko was now massive and still getting bigger and bigger! She was getting closer to Taro who finally decided to take action. He leapt forward and threw a punch at her huge body, only to have it sink into her red balloon like skin.
“Uh!” He pulled back his fist and struck her in a blue area of her skin again his fist sunk until his elbow was pulled in. Taro pulled his fist out and started striking Pooko’s stomach like mad. Each time his fist sunk in above the waistband of her panties. The underwear would notice the size change and shrink down to that quick change and then have to stretch out further when Pooko took in more air and then Taro would punch and the cycle went on and on. The carousel man was getting pushed back and he wasn’t harming her at all! He looked behind him and saw that he was getting closer to the wall of the energy dome. He realized what her plan was and he set his two massive arms against her huge girth and tried pushing against her the best he could. But the Balloon Lemur was too large for him to push back and she was now filling up a huge amount of space within the dome. Taro tried and tried but all that would happen was that he would fall back.
Pooko took in a sharp intake of breath with the long breaths that she had been taking. This quick little burst caused her stomach to push and smash into the side of Taro’s face. Now his head was up against her stomach and he lost his footing. He was now getting closer and closer to the dome wall.
‘Oh no!’ he thought with only ten feet to go until his back would make contact with the wall. ‘Forgive me, Fish-eye! I couldn’t win! Sorry, dad and uncle, I’m afraid even as a master of this I couldn’t win. And mom....thanks for always cheering me up whenever one of the bully’s beat me up. You’d give me cookies and milk and -wait a minute she stopped growing!!!’ Taro had trouble turning his head due to the side of his face being squashed up against Pooko’s stomach but he could see her face out of the corner of his eye.
“Oh! What’s wrong now!” said the balloon woman. She began a deep intake of breath but then her face shot forward and all the air she tried to suck in blew out of her mouth. She tried again but the air wouldn’t stay in her body. Her beautiful face contorted into an annoyed look. “ARGH! These panties!” she roared and then tried to clench the top half of her body to try and make her lower half larger to get the underwear to stretch out further. This didn’t work either and the air that went down to her lower half went back to her upper half. “OOOOOOOOH!!!” screeched Pooko while shaking her fists. Her thin arms began moving up and down as she took to beating her bloated body. “Work damn it work!”
Taro finally figured out what the problem was: Pooko’s panties wouldn’t stretch out any further! He had to react now!
Pooko continued to beat her body in rage. ‘I remember! I specifically remember the scientist geeks telling me that these could stretch larger than this! ARRGH! I almost have him! Come on! This stupid underwear has been acting crappy these last few -WWWOOOAAAHHH!!!’ “WHOA!!!” yelled the Balloon Lemur as she felt her whole body being lifted up by some terrible power. “W-What’s going on!?”
She could hear Taro’s laughter coming out from beneath her. “No...it can’t be..” she said in a hushed whisper.
But it was true.
Muscles bulging, sweat pouring, veins throbbing, the great Carousel Lemur, Mawashitaro, was actually lifting the bloated Balloon Lemur! It was an incredible sight! The Lemur man was in fact lifting something, at least, twenty times his height! Any one of his bones could snap and break or any of his muscles could tear and rip but he continued to lift the Balloon Lemur. Clenching his teeth, Taro wiped his chin clean of the blood that had run freely from the cut on his gum. The man’s magnificent body and determination were doing the impossible. It was like the man was possessed. Even if a god came down, a tall, great, and terrible god were to come down and see the struggling Mawashitaro and ask if he needed his help, Mawashitaro would yell, “My victory or my defeat will be done without help! And I will lift this great weight myself!!!” And that great weight was being lifted by Mawashitaro.
Pooko looked at Taro, or at least in his direction seeing how all she could see was her own large stomach. “What are you doing!?”
Taro gave a bark-like laugh. “Ha! Just watch! I can still win!” He lifted her up higher, high enough that her head and the top of her body struck against the roof of the energy dome and injured her.
“Owch!” she said while rubbing some the spots on her body that were still hurting.
Taro laughed and lifted her up against the roof. Pooko felt more pain strike her body. Taro continued to laugh and slammed her again and again against the roof of the energy dome. Pooko kept yelling out in pain, her head was throbbing like crazy! Thankfully none of her hair was getting burned or blown off but at the moment she didn’t care about her hair.
Taro grunted again and threw her against the energy dome.
*CRACK!* That was the sound of her body making contact with the roof.
Pooko’s mind was racing. ‘He’s bound to get too tired to lift me anymore but he out of nowhere he got this gargantuan amount of strength that I don’t if he really will get tired soon-“ Her train of thought was interrupted by another slam into the roof of the dome, sparks and small blots of lightning flew from where her skin touched the energy.
By now Pooko couldn’t think and she felt woozy.
Taro laughed. “That’s enough torturing you FOR NOW! I think I’ll stab you again and make you smaller, then I use my strength and continue to smash you against the walls of this dome! I win!” Taro started to try to angle his head so that the Unicorn’s horn would be pointed at Pooko’s body.
Pooko quickly reacted she let out a desperate burst of air from the nozzle on her head. This unexpected force caused Taro to loose his balance. His head snapped back up as he tried to regain his footing but all that happened was that he started to lean forward, with the huge balloon woman in his hands! ‘Crap! I have to let go of her or else she’ll crush my hands!’ he thought while letting Pooko-chan drop onto the ground with an earth shattering crash. He made a dash to try and get his hands underneath her again when Pooko sucked in another gasp of air.
‘C’mon! Work this time!’ she prayed as she sucked in more air. This time her panties reacted as they should and soon her body was becoming even bigger!
“Oh no!” screamed Taro as the wall that was her stomach smashed into his face, muffling his scream. Pooko continued to breathe in and continued to push Taro closer to the wall. Taro couldn’t stop he was going to hit the wall! So was Pooko-chan, due to her body was now almost the size of the whole dome!
*KA KRAZZ!!!!*
Taro’s body was pressed against the energy wall and was getting a full blast of dark energy. He was stuck between two forces: Pooko’s girth and the dark energy flowing from the dome wall. The pain was searing at his whole body as he felt it course through him. But Pooko was also getting a lot of it. Her body was no just about the size of the dome and all around her the dome was touching her. Pooko gritted her teeth as cursed the pain she felt, she had to hold out long enough for it to work!
They were like that two whole minutes, neither giving an inch to the other until finally Taro thought ‘Damn! Another minute of this and I’ll be done for! My horses stop!!!’ The mental command he gave stopped the horses on a dime and the dome disbursed.
Taro had is whole body pressed against Pooko’s stomach, when there was no wall to press his back against he shot out like a cannon from her girth. He sailed away and crashed into the steel skeleton of one of the skyscrapers. From a pile of I-beams Pooko heard the words she wanted to hear the most, words that would seal the deal.
“I...surrender,” said Taro in a weak voice.
Pooko gave a sigh of relief. ‘At last it is over!’ she thought. Pooko leaned forward and shot herself up into the sky. She started doing an odd victory dance that if anybody saw her she’d have to threaten them to not tell anyone they saw her do it. Pooko was waving her arms and dancing, well dancing the best she could in her current state. The loose strains of hair that came out of her red head band flew around her face as she turned and faced the red sun. She wanted to feel the last rays of heat from it on her skin, she wanted to see the symbol of this bad day go down into the dark pits of night and never be seen again. With the night her bad day would be over. Pooko-chan sighed at the beautiful sight.
When the sun went down and the night was here Pooko-chan raised her arms and shouted, “WOO HOO!!”
The bad day was over.
Then with a *GGGG-SNAP!* Pooko’s red panties ripped on both sides of her thighs and flew to the ground. When they hit the ground they reverted back to their original size.
Pooko was now high up in the sky, bloated, and naked. Pooko’s face flushed bright red. “KIIIYAA!” She yelled in embarrassment as she started blasting all the air out of her body to shrink back down.
Two minutes later Pooko found the underwear on the ground.
“Oh no..” she sighed as she held them up.
Though this pair of underwear/shorts had been able to stretch to just about any size, it seemed as if they had finally reached their breaking point. Maybe it was because they were forced to change size and shape so many times in a short period of time or maybe it was something else. Regardless however they were beginning to malfunction. They began to randomly changing sizes. Then before Pooko-chan knew what was happening they had ripped and returned to normal size. But nevertheless they had worked better than any of the other prototypes. She had to hand it to those scientists, they were getting closer.
Pooko said, “Damn, these are expensive! I have to pay for these you know.”
A voice said “Pooko?”
She whirled.
It was Mawashitaro, except he was like her too....naked. Taro’s suit had been torn apart by his crash to earth.
Taro was standing there in front of Pooko as though there was nothing wrong with a naked man standing in front of a naked woman that had a boyfriend.
Pooko turned around her face even redder than before. “TARO!” she screeched at him. ‘Damn, he’s bigger without that dumb unicorn suit on or those shorts! STOP IT!’ She was trying to get her mind together; she had trouble putting words together into sentences. “Taro, clothes, stop, STOP IT, muscles, Pooko, Drake, big.” Finally Pooko’s senses came back to her when she realized that SHE was also naked and Taro could see her just fine. “TARO! You idiot! Get behind something!!!” she roared at him. Taro calmly obeyed and got behind a small pile of bricks that went up to his stomach.
Pooko said, “All right Taro, I won you lost. You got to go before Drake shows up.” Pooko realized she was still standing out in the open, with a squeak she jumped behind some I-beams that went up to her neck. “Damn it Taro! Would you quit looking at me and go!?” she yelled at him from her I Beam stack.
Taro said “Forgive me for admiring you beauty, Pooko. You win. You are indeed the better fighter and I accept my defeat. Alas, I must return to Fisheye with word that we lost.”
“Listen Taro, you put up a good fight. I’d say nicer things to if you hadn’t 1) listened to my phone conversation, 2) made me fight you and make me worry, 3) made me blow myself up and cause my only piece of attire, other than my socks and shoes, to rip, 4) stand around naked in front of me, 5) stared at me and not say a word that I was standing around naked.”
“Is that all?”
“Yes.”
“Then please accept my apologies.”
“We’ll, see how this evening goes, after I see Drake maybe I’ll begin to consider forgiving you-“ Pooko stopped talking, she cupped a hand to her ear. It was a car coming, down the street. It would be there in about ten seconds
Drake.
Pooko cried out in joy and jumped out from behind the I-beam stack. She started to walk to meet the car when she caught sight of Mawashitaro standing behind the brick pile. Correction - the naked Mawashitaro-kun with the naked Pooko-chan. “Oh crap!” Pooko started to yell, “TARO! WHAT ARE YOU STILL DOING HERE? HIDE SOMEWHERE! IF DRAKE SEE’S YOU HERE WITH ME THEN I WILL KILL YOU!!!” “Sorry!” With that he made a quick dash to a nearby shed and hid behind it. Pooko thought ‘Nice buns ,Taro-‘ *SLAP!* “Ouch”
She quickly jumped back into the hiding spot behind the I-beams and waited.
A few seconds later a black car pulled up into the construction area. The driver switched off the engine, but kept the lights on. The black door opened and a man’s jean clad legs came out of the door.
Drake got out of the car.