Phiera always seemed to love balloons, playing with them as a child, in love with the feel, the squeak, and the taut pressure. So it was no surprise that she developed such a strong attraction when she discovered balloon dragons, beings born of magic and rubber formed into an air-filled dragon shape. She was always so envious of them, yet she couldn't keep herself away.

It was a miracle when she heard of someone who could make her only dream come true. To make her into a balloon dragon, her only desire. She knocked on the door of a luxurious, yet small home situated on the edge of Sinvara. She was curious of what kind of person could offer such a service to someone like her.

The door opened, and a casually dressed grey dragon stepped out to greet her.
"Hello there," he said, smiling, "You must be the one I was expecting."
*Umm... oh, yes," she stammered, "Y-you're the one who can make me... a balloon?" She couldn't help but blush, thinking it was kind of an odd request to make.
"Oh, of course," he chirped, with a light chuckle, "Do come in, and please, call me 'Chris'." He stepped aside to allow Phiera into his home. She entered, a little nervously. There was a large main room, lightly adorned with some modest luxuries.
"So how..." she began, a ittle quietly, "How does it work...?"
"It's actually quite simple," he replies, "But first, I would love to hear what makes you so interested in transforming yourself so drastically." He guides her onto a small loveseat, taking a seat beside her.

"W-well..." she began again, blushing, "I think it all started when I was five years old, and my mommy took me to a small fair. Everything seemed so festive and new to me, and I remember being so captivated by all the excitement.
"We came to a stand where a woman was selling balloons. She had sold all of her other balloons, so her stand was empty when we approached. My mommy asked me if I wanted a balloon, and I remember asking 'what's a balloon, mommy?' She pointed at the lady who was just putting another balloon on the helium valve and..." At this point she  stopped, blushing and smiling a little fondly.
"Hmm, what?" Chris said, curious about the sudden pause.
"Well, that was when I first fell in love with balloons," she cooed, continuing, "she put the balloon on the valve and I remember being surprised as that little shred of rubber swelled into a great big globe of air. She tied it to the string and tied a loop in it, and my mommy slipped it around my wrist. I remember watching it bob and float in the air, every flick of my wrist making it bounce around. I loved that balloon, and I wanted to touch it with my own paws. I managed to get a hold on it after bouncing it down by the string. and grabbing it. It was so light, soft, and squishy. I kept squeezing it until it finally popped. My mommy thought I would cry, but... something about it was so wonderful to me. The squeaks when I squeezed it, the ball just disappeared into a shred again, and that sound... My mommy tells me I just stood there wagging my tail, cooing 'Again, again'. After that, I loved balloons, but after discovering the town on my own, I came across..." She sighed and blushed longingly, interrupting her story.
'Balloon dragons," Chris finished her sentence, smiling and giggling a little.
"Oh! Yes," she says, blushing, "I... drifted off."
"It's okay," he said, rubbing her back lightly between her wings, "I think I fully understand how intensely you want this transformation."
"So you can..." she began, blushing, "...make me a balloon?"

At this point, she squealed in surprise as Chris' paw all of a sudden felt more rubbery, then squealed again as she turned and saw Chris had changed himself into a pink balloon dragoness, his clothes completely gone.
"Y-you..." she stammered.
"I'm a shapeshifter," he, now she, finished, "I have all the power necessary to make you what you desire." She rubbed her other paw down her belly, making an enticing squeak. "But only if this is truly what you want."
"It is," Phiera cooed, rubbing her own paw over Chris' bust, aroused by such a lovely balloon, her face still blushing.
"Are you willing to do absolutely anything for it?" Chris asks, a little seriously, "I will warn you, the process is a little intense."
"I'll do anything," Phiera coos, a little urgently.
"Okay then," Chris says, before leaning into a kiss.
Phiera blushed intensely, but leaned in as well, admittedly a little aroused as well by the rubbery feel of Chris' mouth on hers. Before she could even think, her paws were wrapped around Chris' waist, and she was curling up against her, almost in love with this new balloon.
Chris continued her rather affectionate kiss and then opened her maw, starting to swallow Phiera's snout. Phiera squealed in surprise, and tried to pull away, but Chris' hold was too tight. Chris lifted Phiera up, pushing her more and more into her maw, her rubber jaw stretching and swallowing the dragoness deeper and deeper. The process goes slowly, as Phiera slips into Chris' rubbery belly, it stretching as she takes up more and more room. Chris finishes swallowing up Phiera, her belly bulging from the cramped dragoness inside.
"Umm..." Phiera chimes, "What happens now?"
"In time, Phiera. In time." Suddenly, Chris' belly begins flooding and welling up with a bizarre melted goo, starting to flood over Phiera. Phiera squeaked loudly, squirming, but not able to move too much.
"Easy, Phiera," Chris coos, rubbing at the bulge she makes, "It's all a part of the process."
The goo climbs up Phiera's body, filling Chris' bulging belly. Everything for her goes dark when it floods over her maw, yet everything remains oddly calm. Her mind starts to feel more and more distant, slipping and melting away into the mass of goo. Chris murrs a little and starts moving the goo up, blowing it into a big warm bubble, until all the goo is formed into a big ball as tall as she is. She immediately gets to work, magically molding and reforming the ball back into Phiera's form, leaving her a freshly made light blue balloon dragoness.
Chris snuggled Phiera into herself, who was asleep, possibly exhausted from the process, her goo still a little warm. Phiera woke up slowly, cooing a little woozily. She took one look at herself and gasped, practically frozen in surprise.
"I take it you're impressed?" Chris cooed, giggling. She reached a paw and gave Phiera's belly a rub, provoking a loud squeak. Phiera gasped in sheer delight, rubbing her own paw over her belly, gasping again at the delightful squeak, cooing pleasurably.
"My dream..." cooed Phiera, "It's... finally come true..."
"Yes," Chris responds, giving Phiera a light snuggle, "I guess now would be as good a time as any to show you all the changes of being a balloon dragon, as opposed to a normal dragon."
"O-of course," Phiera coos, still rubbing a paw over her form, captivated by her new life, "Ahh... I think... I'm still swelling bigger!"
"That's because you're still breathing by habit," says Chris, giving Phiera's belly a light rub, "Balloons don't breathe, so every breath you take will fill you with air instead. Of course, when you want to deflate, you just relax and blow out."
"Mmmmm," Phiera coos, "I... I like inflating." She murrs and takes a deep breath, her belly pushing out a little.
"The next thing worth knowing is being able to mold and shape your form," Chris says, rubbing Phiera's belly, slimming it back down, and moving the air up into her bosoms, perking them a bit.
"Oh, oh," Phiera coos in delight, rubbing her puffed up breasts, taking a few more deep breaths, and murring as they swell even bigger. Chris takes this opportunity and rubs Phiera's side, slimming in her waist and curving out her hips, demonstrating the ability even more.
"Another air-related perk is that the bigger and tighter you inflate yourself, the stronger you become," Chris smiles as she says this.
"S-stronger?!" Phiera squeals, wondering what it could entail.
"It's a magical defense ability," Chris said, "Since we're light and easy to bounce around, it's an ability that allows us to even the odds. I'll show you." Chris grabs a heavy statuette from one of her shelves, and hands it to Phiera.
"Oof!" she squeaks, barely able to hold it, "So... heavy..."
"Now watch and feel," Chris says, kissing Phiera and puffing a magical flow of air into her. Her body swells bigger and bigger, soon bulging into the appearance of light muscle. When Chris releases her kiss, Phiera coos loudly, realizing she's holding the statuette in one paw, it feeling as light as a feather.
"That... that's amazing!" Phiera squeals, taking a few more breaths, taking a bit of delight as it feels lighter and lighter in her grasp.
"I'm sure that's an unexpected surprise!" Chris giggles, taking the statuette and returning it to its proper place.
"It certainly is!" Phiera coos in delight, rubbing her bulges.
"Then here's another one that I think you might enjoy," Chris chirps, smiling, "You're immortal now."
"Wh-what?!" Phiera gasps loudly, puffing up a little.
"By becoming a balloon dragoness, you've erased any possibility for expiration, whether it be age or harm" Chris explains, giggling.
"Th-that's quite a gift!" Phiera squeals.
"Of course, being pure rubber, you're also unaffected by any disease," Chris continues.
"A-are you really comfortable giving this kind of benefit to someone like me?" Phiera says, a bit overwhelmed.
"That's why I asked you if you really wanted to go through with it," Chris said, "Hearing that story, and seeing you go through the process so calmly, I'm certain you deserve to have your biggest dream come true."
"And it's everything I could have ever asked for!" Phiera coos, "Being a balloon, immortality, strength, it's... it's all so much."
"Well, there will be the matter of your payment," Chris giggles.
"P-payment?" Phiera squeaks, a little surprised, "I wasn't told about-"
"Shh shh," Chris interrupts, "Worry not, dear. I've no interest in anything as droll as money or such. I've done you a service, and I'd like to expect a service in kind."
"S-service?" Phiera questions, hesitantly. Chris murrs and reaches a paw down between Phiera's rubbery thighs. "O-oh! Th-that kind of service..."
"It's not too much to ask, is it?" Chris coos, rubbing her bust with her other paw, provoking an enticing squeak.
"I-I'll admit it's... crossed my mind," Phiera coos, a light reddish blush tinging across her cheeks. "Eep! I.. I can still blush?"
"Well, sure," Chris coos, rubbing her paw across Phiera's blushing cheek, "It makes you more alive. Just like-" she finishes that sentence  with a little rub into Phiera's nether region, who coos and squeals, blushing harder.
"S-s-so... sensitive..." Phiera coos, blushing even more.
"Yep," Chris chirps, nodding, "It may be a little more simply built, but it's as sensitive as usual." She rubs into Phiera's puffy slit, moving up and tickling her new rubbery clit. Phiera moans and coos, slowly getting more and more aroused.
"Mmm... mmm... more..." she finally coos, ready to accept Chris' touch into her.
"Mmm, I know what might be a little better," Chris murrs, her rubbery form giving way to a furry pink dragoness form. She immediately kneels down and nuzzles into Phiera's waiting groin, before lapping her tongue out to greet her puffy lips. Phiera moaned loudly, cooing with delight as she's pleasured by Chris' moist tongue, taking deep gasps, Causing her to swell and bulge as it goes on, yet desiring more and more with every passing second. Chris laps deeper and deeper, murring lustfully, as Phiera's occasional gasps have her puffing bigger and tighter.
"Mmmmm! I feel even more sensitive!" Phiera cries, her face flush with absolute delight. Chris murrs and pulls her tongue away to speak, replacing her snout with her paw to slip a finger into Phiera's slit.
"Of course," she coos, "the tighter your skin is stretched, the more sensitive it becomes. For example-" she reached her free paw up to grope Phiera's breast, "Doesn't that feel even more wondrous than it did before?"
"Mmm... Yes!" Phiera coos, rubbing her own bosoms, taking in breaths to feel them stretch and sensitize to her own touch.
"But," Chris murred, "That's not the greatest pleasure of being a balloon."
"There's... more?" Phiera cooed, curiously.
"Well, I'm sure you noticed that no matter how much pleasure you receive, there's no final release," Chris noted.
"I did notice..." Phiera said, blushing, "But there's something just as strong?"
"Yes, and something you might especially enjoy," Chris cooed, playfully, "Remember when you told me about when you popped that balloon?"
"Y-yes?" Phiera responded, "Do... do I get to pop?" Her eyes widened at the very thought.
"Yes," chris said, nodding, "And don't worry, you'll be perfectly safe. Even after bursting, the magic that preserves your rubber will allow you to regenerate and eventually reform, unharmed."
"I... I'll be able to pop?" she blushes deeper.
"I can see where your focus lies," she coos, giggling, "But I should be the one to tell you that thanks to your ability to shape your rubber, you can burst by tightening your rubber and inflating yourself until the pressure makes you explode, or you can use a needle to burst or even just let the air drain out slowly."
"What is it like to pop?" Phiera asked, still a little narrow-focused. At this point, Chris simply giggled and leaned in to kiss her. Phiera murred and blushed, returning the kiss, before she felt Chris' breath pushing into her. In response, she urged her body to tighten, to hold all of that air inside her and force her to get tighter and tighter until that moment when she bursts. Chris continued to puff deeply into Phiera's maw, her tail wagging in anticipation for that very same moment. The process goes slowly, Phiera's features expanding and tightening with every puff, her bosoms swelling bigger, her tummy pushing outward into a ball. Phiera couldn't help but reach her paws down and rub her belly as Chris puffed into her, blushing with a pleasant moan at how sensitive it was, and moaning even louder as it gets more and more sensitive, squeaking with every rub. Soon the two were laying down, Chris puffing into Phiera more and more, until soon enough, Phiera's belly began to creak with every puff. At first, she was ready and willing to burst as she was, but a persistent feeling nagged at her, craving for a pop like that big round balloon from her childhood. Soon, she felt her body morphing again, moving from her limbs and turning her belly into a giant ball, which only continues to swell with every one of Chris' puffs, creaking again as it gets tighter and tighter. Chris doesn't slow down, puffing more air into the creaking ball that is Phiera, puffing and puffing and puffing...

It was utter bliss when Phiera blew apart, just like that balloon she handled that one day when she was five, light blue shreds blowing all over the room, as Chris flopped to the carpet beneath herself, a little surprised at how quickly she had gone. A few moments and the shreds magically gathered themselves back into Phiera, shrunken back down to her original size. She mewed, murring with delight, her skin tingling from reforming, a lingering sensation from being blown apart. Chris brought her up to her feet and smiled.
"Well, you've paid your dues," she said, giggling a little, "I do so hope you enjoy your new life."
"O-oh," she stammered, blushing, "I-I will..."
Chris lead her out of her home, but not before offering Phiera her clothes back.
"Umm... it's okay," she responded, blushing a bit, but smiling, "I'll have to get something a few sizes up." She turned around, and left, her tail wagging. Chris stood and watched, smiling, as Phiera walked away, taking deep breaths, beginning to grow back up to a size more pleasurable to her... <3