Title: Queue jumping

Author: DoVaN

Illustrate: Naaga

Warning: Body Inflate Fetish, involuntarily transformation, Inflatables 

I had been oversteping impatiently in place. This day the queue was unbelievably draging in my favourite „All what you need" fetish sexshop on. There had been even perhaps ten folks in front of me, and maybe three women from among these. There was any more what to peep yet. Sexshop was full of all sorts of special fetish subjects, and of any even I did not know, they may serve to erotic. Door had chirked behind me and into the shop had walked neat young woman in black latex and for a while was keeping the door open. Behind her has been wobbling second sexshop-assistant whose I knew well by sight his armful full of small transparent box containing some pink ball. At a look on that beautiful women which had been standing behind me into the queues I got a little nervous. Always I get nervous when I am in sexshop and any woman is close to me. I never know what I have to think about her and what she is able to think about me. I rather hid the cassette into my bag I have been carred back so as she unseen what is mine fetish hobbies.

Meantime the shop assistant with heap of box in his arms, which was overreaching level of his eyes, wobbled up to me.  Curiously I looked upon them and meditated what of a matter of fact thay may serve to. At the same time at a look on his uncertainty paces I thought it might be nice gag if he has tripped and these balls would all been rolled away from box along the whole shop. I have not been perhaps only one, who was pretty borred in the queues and whoes the same thing occured because when the shop assistant was passing around third man in queues from me, he set legs to him as though it be an accident. Then hollow plump sounded and subsequently hilarious laughter. After impact majority of transparent plastic box have been opened and pink balls have been rolling all around. At once the man, who set legs to salesman before, slightly kicked some of them and found out, that the balls was jumping alike like balls designed for lazy football. After that the rest of folks joined him, whose were waiting in queues, and started footballed the pink balls with each other, even the women, which were in front of me in queues.

The shop assistant bucked quickly on his legs and started excitedly scream: "Please don't!  Cut it out! It could have catastrophic consequences."

Suddenly even that girl behind me sounded: "Watch your step, don't touch these balls, it can be dangerously!"

Even shop assistant, who was behind counter yet, cast himself forward and he began gather balls back to boxes.

I thought they are a little paranoid and bent myself to help them.

At once, even over the noise, which arose by excited football games with pink balls, sounded footstep, as if something liquid flap on land. As I picked up my head, I have seen, as man dressed in free line suit with necktie perhaps clerkished one of ball and underneath his weight whole the ball flippered and created small pool of pink slime between his shoes and floor.

The play instantly stopped. Everyone feeled perhaps rather ashamed and in order to repair there guilt they bent and everyone seized free ball they played with yet and bid him to salesmen. Even I quickly snapped the ball, which rolled around me.

Immediately I heard again phrenetic voice of girl behind me: "Not bare hand, take care."

I stood up and turned to the girl: "Why not bare hand?"

But the girl only grinned and shrugged one's shoulders: "It does not matter yet."

I looked on the ball up and began investigate, what may be dangerously on it. Nothing did seem, it was whole smooth and lustrous that way it reflected a little of my reflection, otherwise nothing special.

"What can be on it so dangerously?" I asked again.

"Actually nothing, only the transformation started already..." She replayed and I wanted to ask what transformation when the conversation with her was suddenly interrupted by desperate man's outcry.

Quickly I turned and saw that  the man in suit stand there and by shaking his legs is trying to get offof  the pink mass. His boot was now lieing just outside from him and his whole foot was encapsulated by this mass.

Damn, why he had taken down his shoe and trod to the that gock by bare feet?

But immediatly another cries sounded, and I noticed, that other people was shaking there arms, and thay was trying to get off of those marbles, which were as though be sticking to them. Look up to that mine, I found out, that its surface isn't so firm yet, how appeared before and as though something was waveing on it. I wanted a little turn it round by fingers in my hands, but I realized, that  also my marble holded fast on my palm, and as it were liven.Her surface beared down more and more, and it seemed that it was also more and more fluent. All of a sudden it was so liquid, that adhered nearly whole my hand and quickly enwrapped it completely.

I turned to that shop-assistant, who I knew by sight, and I cried out at him: "Quickly give me something, whither can I take it down!"

Salesman only shaked one's head and sadly answered: "I'm afraid is too late, process is impossible to stop in no way."

Afterwards he suddenly went to the back door, and I saw, how he locked-in!

In despair I glanced on that girls behind me, because I felt, that she would have some experience with that, what I had on my hand, and she would be only one who could help me.

She was standing there, nestled by a rack and with a smile she was watching something interesting.

Have a look  by direction she looked I catched the sight of that man, who squelched the first ball he didnt already shake his leg there. Suddenly he stood  composedly there, lamblike, hard breathed and…

I peeped that he had to be right excited, his trousers - perhaps he didn't have underclothes, bent in crotch, as his tool of delight  was hardening and erectioning.

Poor man, why he has been creeping into  the sexshop, when he could not control his tool of love. What could think of him the other women?

Looked round I saw, the other women at all didnt care nothing about and again fought with mass on there hands. Only one, who noticed that, was the girl in latex leant at the back behind me. Sight of it she had to enjoy her very much, because her face was takeing excited expression. Again I had a look on that poor man and found out, that he perhaps didnt withstand pressure of his gun on trousers already, and either he released it himself or his cock found way out, because  it was now sticking out from his fly. His face had blessed expression and he was as in a trance.  At all he didnt take notice people around. My sight, so far hypnotized by unused phenomenon of nude excited male genitals on public like this, suddenly intercepted another special thing on this man. His trouser-leg, which was on legs, what treaded to the pink mass, all of a sudden was inflateing. At a blow it was completely strait on that, what was under it and wave of expanding trousers was proceeding up. On the side nothing could be view from his foot already, it seemed, that his foot isn't there already.  Looked up aside, I saw, that next people was ceasing of tossing in an effort to get rid of unwillingly subject on its hands and that there they are only composedly standing and wildly breathing.

At once there was standing  next nine excitedly looking people and …

Something was tingleing on my hands.  Had a look on my arm, which was encasement by pink mass I realized that the substance advanced as many as to elbow and that the part which was affectioned first  hasn't already that liquid appearance. The fluid stopped already rolling on it and steadied down to the shape of puffy paw. I wanted to move my fingers on hands, but I found out, that they disobediented me. Meantime the tingle sensation began changeing to gently warm and then...

What was it? Such feeling did not adherent to my arm.  I felt something similar, like as something met sexually the needs of me and touch my cock, but it wasn't in my crotch, but on my hands!

My sensation was absolutely confused. Suddenly I felt, that the delight on my hands evoked excitement of my real tools for pleasure and it was hard petrifying. Yet I had the slips. Looked up desperately on that girls in latex I found out, that the view of eleven right excited people she enjoyed more and more and  hikeing a little her skirt she began entertainment herself in the view of all. Peeped on that shop-assistant, who went  lock up before short while, what he said on it I  found out, that he had his cock pulled out too and in his hands and wildly bugger it about and withal he gazed on that girls in latex and sometimes on the rest of us.

Damn, is it only a dream, where did I find myself?

Pressure of my cock to my slips began be unwithstanding. Looked up to folk all round, and realized, that most men were there standing with cock outside and all including women were there wildly breathing. They was looking like to be in ecstasy and from time to time they curiously peeped one to other.

I couldnt endureing it any more. By my free hand I ran over to a fly, released buttons and relieved my wild man out of slips. That bucked out like spitdevil on spring and immediately was holding the stand-by position.

Looked up on that man, what first tread on the ball and I was astonished. Both his trouser-leg did not hang freely on his legs any more, but they were tensed to bursting. What about more it look like that man had even bosoms, which heaved below his shirt. And his cock did not stick out from his fly not a little any more. Suddenly sounded strong snap, and I saw, that his trousers did not withstand the pressure any more of what was inside its and flyed away in joint. At the same time ripped open also his shirt and fell-off together with a sack coat on the floor. He remained there standing only just with ties on his neck. Actually she remained there stand, because after that, what the surface of his pink mass encapsulated body eased a little, I let know, that instead of much blown-out man there was standing rather pink rubber  shape of very mature puffy women with very swollen labium of her genitals and with normal mans head on that moment in face of me. Till I would be able to be astonished over that phenomenon, the pink liquid rolled even over his head and in short moment formed in place, where before while was male face, rosy caricature of women with gigantic glossy eyes an grin. As soon as was whole his body covered and shapped by that mass, begun thy proportions of figure again changing. This time started her puffy legs and breast go down and decrease to the sizes of well pin-up women of full form with impossibly stupid grin. At this moment, when transformation was finished, her feet and hands were breaking to the begging position and figure of pink erotic doll with tie round of her neck fell to thy floor and for a moment there was skipping, how racketed slightly from the floor.

At that very moment burst the clothing of women, who was standing patch of  me. Actually uncracked everything of her clothing, only her top and skirt flyed, but her tights defied on that inner pressure. A that pressure had to be gigantic, because her body coveraged by that mass continued to blow up and swell. Already her head was spreaded by that pink mass and transformed to caricature of sexual inflatable doll, but her tights continued to bear up against inner pressure. After short while it looked, as though whole her body - breast and head - was merged by inner pressure to the one’s ball, which was standing on puffy human legs dressed in womans tights. And then, bang!  Her pantyhose exploded. At this moment also her feet conjoined to be one’s ball with her body. Power of explosion shooted up the gigantic pink ball so high that it ricocheted back from ceiling to floor and for a moment there dribbled between floor and ceiling.  

The horror fighting with feeling of delight spreading from affected parts by pink masses overflowed me of this performance. I realized, that the mass already enwrapped the whole my top body and second my arm, and now descended to my sex organ and legs. But the feeling of delight did not allow me doing anything. Only what I could do, was watching people, how the mass progressively wrapped them, how their clothes exploded and how they transformed  to sexual rubber dolls, which continued to lie still on the floor.

The sound and the picture of that spectacle looked like to be less and less clear, and I notificated only the intensive sensation of sexual delight expanding from surface of whole my body, as it were to be accompaniment by sound similar of popcorns production, how the people around me and me myself exploded the clothing and then there was skipping some pink erotic dolls. Even that moment, when the mass enwrapped my cock, was as if in distant reality. I felt only that something handled it strongly and as if pushed it back inside me. After wards my head twirled wildly and I felt that I darted afloat. Much I haven't seen but after short while my thoughts started again returning to the normal state and I saw even better.

The explosion perhaps throw me away a little back, because I lay underfoot, faces turned  to counter and above me was altering her skirt  girl in latex. All around the pink sexual inflatable dolls rolled round in different positions. The girl stopped to alter and passed to counter.

"I didn't want jump the queue, but could I have get one of the purple ball for my partner? With this pink and blue we were very content."

„Of course, here's, but keep enclose instructions, otherwise it may be nonreversible."

"Nonreversible?" The girl look round around.

„And what these, may they be changeing back?"

"Unfortunately most of them no, we'll see, what in Sebastians institute would prove with them," answered shop assistant and I  began suspect, that my story only startted …