The Boyfriend Balloon I opened the door to let my boyfriend in. Kale smiled as he entered and hugged me.
"Hey, babe." He said. I smiled and we went into my living room/kitchen and he sat down on the couch as I went and grabbed some chips. He began feeling around in his pockets for some reason, and while I pulled out chips from the bag, he pulled out random pieces of paper and other crap like that.
"I don't remember putting this in here." I looked over at him as he played around with a stick of something.
"Cigarette?" I asked.
"Of course not! No, I think this is gum." he unwrapped it and looked at it.
"You sure you want to try it? Who knows how old it is." I said. He shrugged and kept messing with it. I sighed as he finally put it in his mouth and chewed.
"Hey, it's pretty good!" he said. "I swear, I have never had orange-flavored gum before!" I rolled my eyes and kept fishing around in the chip bag while h
Jake looked over at where Kiana was standing, getting some books from her locker. Her small, thin body stretched to get the heavy textbooks, and she cursed as they fell to the ground. Jake walked over and kicked the history book across the hall away from Kiana. She snarled as she stood and went after the book. Jake laughed as someone else kicked it away.
“Why don’t you just use your magic and grab it, little witch?” Jake asked loudly.
The whole school knew how Kiana could do things that weren’t natural, weren’t normal, and they ragged her about it every chance they got, Jake especially.
Jake had a deep-rooted bias against Kiana. She looked weird, talked weird, acted weird; and while her long black hair and pale skin made her look like a vampire, she was vegetarian, book-oriented and a loner. Jake had always done his best to make her miserable. He loved perfection, he needed things to be neat and orderly, and anything that didn’t fit must be removed. So he did his best to get the oddballs out of his sight.
Except Kiana. For some reason when he looked at her he wanted her, liked the way she rebuffed his abuse. He knew he was horrible, how cruel he was and at the same time wanting her, but he couldn't help it. He knew he could never tell her his true feelings, that it would be easier for him to keep things the same, but he couldn't shake his feelings.
Kiana hissed and threw her hand out, and the book flew to her. She turned to Jake and looked him in the eye.
“You’re so full of hot air, someday that will be a problem.” Her eyes bored into his, and though Jake didn’t feel any fear, something in her gaze burned danger.
“What can you do? Turn me into a frog?” Jake asked, and the clump of people around him laughed. Jake knew it was fake, that a lot of the kids sided with Kiana, but what could they do?
His father donated huge sums of money to the school, and therefore had a lot of influence. He was the star on the football team, both by his skill and his father’s money. He always was on time and respectful to adults when they were around, and was immensely popular.
He smirked, daring Kiana to make a move.
“No, I can't turn you into a frog, it’s physically impossible to rearrange a human’s chemical makeup to fit that of a frog’s, even with magic. Are you done insulting me? You don’t want to be late for football practice, now do you?” she said calmly, turned on her heel and walked away.
When she was gone the crowd dispersed, and Jake went off to practice.
When he got home he dumped his stuff in his room and took a shower. When he was done he went into the high-ceilinged living room and turned on the TV.
As he relaxed his stomach began to feel tight. He rubbed it, feeling his abs. When the feeling didn’t go away he looked down at it.When Jake got home he dumped his stuff in his room and took a shower. When he was done he went into the high-ceilinged living room and turned on the TV.
As he relaxed his stomach began to feel tight. He rubbed it, feeling his abs. when the feeling didn’t go away he looked down at it.
His stomach was a bit distended, even though he hadn’t eaten anything. As Jake looked at it, it began getting a little larger. He frowned and touched it, and felt his abs disappearing.
His eyes widened as his stomach got tighter and tighter, all the while getting larger and larger. Then his chest went the same route, swelling up into the small ball that was his stomach, making him cry out. Jake leaned forward as his back swelled outward, and up as his rear did, too. His skin felt like it would tear open, but it didn’t, it adjusted as he grew.
His arms were forced out to the sides as he became more ball-like, and then began to sink into his middle. He felt like he would burst, but still he grew. His legs were forced apart and began to sink into him as well.
Jake groaned as he began to feel lighter and lighter, even while he got bigger and bigger. He almost screamed as his rear left the couch, and he began floating up into the air. He was still expanding, his head sinking into the mass that was his chest.
He looked toward the door as the doorbell rang, and the door open with a squeak. He heard footsteps and hoped desperately that it wasn’t his father.
“I’m glad my powers aren’t just good for getting books, aren’t you?” Jake looked down to where a smirking Kiana stood.
“Kiana! Get me down!” he shouted. She rolled her eyes.
“Now really, Jake, why would I? You got yourself into this. You should really know better than to mess with a witch.” She told him.
“All right! I’m sorry! Get me down!” Jake said. he was touching the ceiling, a good 20 feet above the carpeted floor. She stepped delicately underneath him and smiled.
“What’s the magic word?” she asked.
“You little--when my dad learns about this, you’ll be in so much trouble!” Jake yelled.
“Really, so much pride is not a good thing. You should know better. After all, you are on the ceiling.” She said, frowning.
“What can you do? I’m already huge.” Jake asked, but the moment his words left his mouth he regretted them.
“I can do a lot. And seeing as I have an audience, I think I’ll show you.” Kiana’s voice became cold, and Jake shouted curses at her as his body shuddered and grew. His anger changed to fear as his body began creaking, stretch marks appearing on his skin.
“H-how--y-you won’t pop m-me, w-will you?” He quavered, his eyes round. Kiana laughed.
“Don’t worry, I can fill you as large as the moon and you won't blow. That’s part of the spell I used.” She told him proudly. “Although it would be amusing to watch you pop.”
“Sick, twisted--” Jake gasped as he began growing faster, his already huge body doubling in size. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Please, make it stop!” he screamed. He sighed as his body stopped vibrating and became still. “K-Kiana?” he asked.
“Yes?” she replied sweetly.
“Please bring me down.” he said. she smiled.
“Of course.” His body began to drift down until he landed on the top of the couch, rolling sideways onto the ground. he looked up at Kiana as she stood over him.
“Please, deflate me.” he begged.
“Can’t. you’ll be normal in a few hours. Well, normally you would, but to my knowledge no one’s ever been inflated that big before, so it might be a day.” She told him.
“A DAY? I’ve got a game tomorrow!” he screamed. She shrugged.
“Your problem.” She told him and left.
“Wait, WAIT! Kiana, come back! KIANA! If I touch the edge of something will I pop? What happens when my dad gets back? KIANA DON’T LEAVE!” Jake screamed. Kiana stepped back into the room.
"You want me to stay?" she asked. He nodded quickly. She pursed her lips, carefully making a decision. "Why should I?" she finally asked.“B-because... K-Kiana... I-I don’t want to be alone.” He looked up into her eyes and feared she’d make him bigger, or float him up, or open a window and send him out of it, or pop him. But she didn’t do any of those things. She just stared at him, her face impassive.
“You... want me to stay with you?” she asked slowly. He bobbed his head, sending him bouncing a few feet. His feet kicked as he tried to stop himself, and bumped into a wall and rolled onto his front.
“You really do like me, don’t you?” he gasped and tried to roll over, but couldn’t, only rocking back and forth. He moaned and let his head droop, feeling awful. He yelped as a hand went to his side and rolled him over, and something was dragged to brace his right side. He saw Kiana’s face, slightly frowning, her eyes boring into his.
“You--you know?” he asked weakly. She nodded.
“I can sense people’s emotions, doofus, and you wouldn’t need to be a witch to read your body language.” She said.
“Then... why did you blow me up?”
“Because you needed to be taught a lesson you wouldn’t soon forget!” Fire burned in her eyes but it was quickly extinguished and her eyes softened, looking less like rocks and more like a human’s eyeballs.
“I’ll stay with you.”