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    "Would it kill you to just send me an invitation?" I ask harshly as the hood is pulled from my head. The two men, who are now quite familiar to me, simply snort and leave after untying me. I glare up at the wall, which I'm sure has one-way glass. "You know I'd probably show up if you asked me to come like a civilised person." I know he can hear me. "Fine, where do you want me to go?" In response a door opens up across from me. As I step through it the door slams shut behind me, trapping me in a long room. I can see obstacles, and a door at the other end. As my gaze heads upward, I can see doctor Helinski on a narrow catwalk above the room, looking thoroughly pleased with himself.

    "You happy?" I call. He nods giddily. "You get off to this, don't you?" He shrugs. "Do I get anything out of this besides humiliation?" No response, he jumps fiddles with something in his hands. "I'm not running your little obstacle course." I tell him. He nods distractedly, still fiddling. I watch him press something, and the walls start moving, closing in on me.

    I swear at him and run, ducking under the low walls and vaulting piles of bricks. I know there must be traps laid for me, and I'm determined to avoid them. I hear a whiz of darts and I drop to the ground, letting them fly above my head. As I get back up I glance up to Helinski, who's engrossed in his tablet. I roll my eyes, heading towards a set of moving walls. As I slide through, they close in on me, effectively trapping me. I wiggle, trying to work my way out, but I can't move.

    "Um, Helinski? I'm stuck." I call out, worried he'd just inject me with something and let me burst between these walls. However, I hear a beep and the walls move slightly, and I quickly slide out and continue running. As I approach the door, I can smell gas seeping out of the vents. I stop, pulling my hood over my head and my shirt up over my nose, and head through the gas towards the door. As I pull on the knob it rattles but doesn't open, and I look up at the doctor. His full focus is on me now, and I glare at him.

    "Really? You're going to pull something like that on me?" I ask. He cups a hand over his ear. I repeat my words, and he looks genuinely confused.

    "What did you say, Jared? I couldn't hear you." Sheer joy flashes across his face, and I drop my hood and shirt, taking in a deep breath of sickly sweet gas.

    "Happy now?" I shout. "Your little door trick keeps me in here so I have to deal with some sort of freaky experiment?" As I say this, my stomach feels tight, and I purse my lips as I begin to swell.

    "Helium." Is all Helinski says, and I nod as my clothes grow tight, my stomach growing quickly. I decide that it'd be less of a fight later on if I simply removed my jacket and belt, and I drop them, putting my hands on my hips in my jeans and T-shirt. True to form, my shirt rides up, my stomach creating an airy, tight muffin top as my hips and ass fight the gas. As my chest begins swelling to match my stomach, I begin feeling full, though not uncomfortable. Then I leave the ground.

    "This is new." I mutter as I float upwards, my legs being forced apart and my arms beginning to stick out. I look up at Helinski as I rapidly approach the catwalk, my stomach threatening to swallow my arms. My shirt is way too tight at this point, and it snaps off, falling gently to the ground. I hit the ceiling, making direct eye contact with Helinski, who looks overjoyed. I just glare at him, ignoring the tingling in my crotch as my pants burst, leaving me in my boxers as my legs are sucked into my torso. The annoying man leans over the railing, grabbing my hand and pulling me to the catwalk, lightly batting me around.

    "I'm not your personal balloon." I say sharply, my swelling subsiding. He simply laughs, ignoring my comment and spinning me around. "Fine, I am your personal balloon, but why don't you pick up some random stranger instead of kidnapping me?"

    "I did pick up some random stranger." The doctor says. "I picked up you." I sigh as he pushes me into one of the rooms lining the catwalk.

    "Do you film this or something? What are you getting out of it?" I'm floating a good six inches off the floor as he spins me upside down.

    "Well, I get to test out new mixes. That's always fun."

    "Do I get anything out of this?"

    "Well, I noticed that you were getting behind on your rent, so I thought 'Hey, maybe I should ask Jared to join me in my lab, and I can make a deal with him to fix that issue." He spun me back upright and I sighed.

    "It's not like I can say no. What do you want?" I ask defeatedly.

    "You can always say no. I'd deflate you and let you go." He has a goofy smile on his face, lopsided and wide.

    "Sure, sure. What's your deal?"

    "I'll pay your half of the rent, since your roommate has a steady job, and in return, you--"

    "--Come to your lab and let you experiment on me? Is that the plan?" Helinski nods. I sigh.

    "Fine. Just deflate me." Helinski smiles, not moving.

    "We have a deal, but I don't like it when you're so rude to me." I glare at him, mouthing insults while he chuckles. "Jared, if you want me to deflate you, you have to ask nicely." His voice takes on the tone of someone lecturing a small child, and I clench my fists.

    "Deflate me, please." I hiss, and he nods brightly, swiftly moving towards a tank. He fastens a mask around my face, and flicks a switch. I expect betrayal and more air pumped into me, but he keeps his word. The air is sucked out of me, and my feet hit the ground hard as my body returns to its normal shape. However, the swiftness of my deflation causes my limps to go limp and useless, and I fall over, unable to move. Helinski is almost gentle as he removes the mask, hooking it onto the tank, and then leaning over me.

    "Go to sleep, now." He says, and closes my eyes.

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    "Would it kill you to just send me an invitation?" I ask harshly as the hood is pulled from my head. The two men, who are now quite familiar to me, simply snort and leave after untying me. I glare up at the wall, which I'm sure has one-way glass. "You know I'd probably show up if you asked me to come like a civilised person." I know he can hear me. "Fine, where do you want me to go?" In response a door opens up across from me. As I step through it the door slams shut behind me, trapping me in a long room. I can see obstacles, and a door at the other end. As my gaze heads upward, I can see doctor Helinski on a narrow catwalk above the room, looking thoroughly pleased with himself.

    "You happy?" I call. He nods giddily. "You get off to this, don't you?" He shrugs. "Do I get anything out of this besides humiliation?" No response, he jumps fiddles with something in his hands. "I'm not running your little obstacle course." I tell him. He nods distractedly, still fiddling. I watch him press something, and the walls start moving, closing in on me.

    I swear at him and run, ducking under the low walls and vaulting piles of bricks. I know there must be traps laid for me, and I'm determined to avoid them. I hear a whiz of darts and I drop to the ground, letting them fly above my head. As I get back up I glance up to Helinski, who's engrossed in his tablet. I roll my eyes, heading towards a set of moving walls. As I slide through, they close in on me, effectively trapping me. I wiggle, trying to work my way out, but I can't move.

    "Um, Helinski? I'm stuck." I call out, worried he'd just inject me with something and let me burst between these walls. However, I hear a beep and the walls move slightly, and I quickly slide out and continue running. As I approach the door, I can smell gas seeping out of the vents. I stop, pulling my hood over my head and my shirt up over my nose, and head through the gas towards the door. As I pull on the knob it rattles but doesn't open, and I look up at the doctor. His full focus is on me now, and I glare at him.

    "Really? You're going to pull something like that on me?" I ask. He cups a hand over his ear. I repeat my words, and he looks genuinely confused.

    "What did you say, Jared? I couldn't hear you." Sheer joy flashes across his face, and I drop my hood and shirt, taking in a deep breath of sickly sweet gas.

    "Happy now?" I shout. "Your little door trick keeps me in here so I have to deal with some sort of freaky experiment?" As I say this, my stomach feels tight, and I purse my lips as I begin to swell.

    "Helium." Is all Helinski says, and I nod as my clothes grow tight, my stomach growing quickly. I decide that it'd be less of a fight later on if I simply removed my jacket and belt, and I drop them, putting my hands on my hips in my jeans and T-shirt. True to form, my shirt rides up, my stomach creating an airy, tight muffin top as my hips and ass fight the gas. As my chest begins swelling to match my stomach, I begin feeling full, though not uncomfortable. Then I leave the ground.

    "This is new." I mutter as I float upwards, my legs being forced apart and my arms beginning to stick out. I look up at Helinski as I rapidly approach the catwalk, my stomach threatening to swallow my arms. My shirt is way too tight at this point, and it snaps off, falling gently to the ground. I hit the ceiling, making direct eye contact with Helinski, who looks overjoyed. I just glare at him, ignoring the tingling in my crotch as my pants burst, leaving me in my boxers as my legs are sucked into my torso. The annoying man leans over the railing, grabbing my hand and pulling me to the catwalk, lightly batting me around.

    "I'm not your personal balloon." I say sharply, my swelling subsiding. He simply laughs, ignoring my comment and spinning me around. "Fine, I am your personal balloon, but why don't you pick up some random stranger instead of kidnapping me?"

    "I did pick up some random stranger." The doctor says. "I picked up you." I sigh as he pushes me into one of the rooms lining the catwalk.

    "Do you film this or something? What are you getting out of it?" I'm floating a good six inches off the floor as he spins me upside down.

    "Well, I get to test out new mixes. That's always fun."

    "Do I get anything out of this?"

    "Well, I noticed that you were getting behind on your rent, so I thought 'Hey, maybe I should ask Jared to join me in my lab, and I can make a deal with him to fix that issue." He spun me back upright and I sighed.

    "It's not like I can say no. What do you want?" I ask defeatedly.

    "You can always say no. I'd deflate you and let you go." He has a goofy smile on his face, lopsided and wide.

    "Sure, sure. What's your deal?"

    "I'll pay your half of the rent, since your roommate has a steady job, and in return, you--"

    "--Come to your lab and let you experiment on me? Is that the plan?" Helinski nods. I sigh.

    "Fine. Just deflate me." Helinski smiles, not moving.

    "We have a deal, but I don't like it when you're so rude to me." I glare at him, mouthing insults while he chuckles. "Jared, if you want me to deflate you, you have to ask nicely." His voice takes on the tone of someone lecturing a small child, and I clench my fists.

    "Deflate me, please." I hiss, and he nods brightly, swiftly moving towards a tank. He fastens a mask around my face, and flicks a switch. I expect betrayal and more air pumped into me, but he keeps his word. The air is sucked out of me, and my feet hit the ground hard as my body returns to its normal shape. However, the swiftness of my deflation causes my limps to go limp and useless, and I fall over, unable to move. Helinski is almost gentle as he removes the mask, hooking it onto the tank, and then leaning over me.

    "Go to sleep, now." He says, and closes my eyes.