Becoming -By Bungle Bear The front door opened, Bungle walked through the door and shut it behind him. "Damn, my feet are killing me" he gasped; he was trying to catch his breath after jogging home from work. For the past 2 years he had been working at a latex balloon factory, which had been his dream job. Bungle had an "interest" in things inflatable, and latex was the closest to reality he could get. "Hmm, I think I'll go and relax". Bungle walked through the living room, went through past the kitchen to a back room. Bungle had converted his garage a year back into an extension for the back room. His "hobby" room. It had a lower floor than the rest of the house, which he soon fixed. As he stepped onto the floor of the room, his feet seemed to sink into the floor slightly. "Hmm, needs inflating," he thought. Working at the latex factory meant he could make a latex inflatable floor, unfortunately for him bear claws and feet were unwarily sharp. After a few punctures he decided to make some inflatable slippers, they were padded at the toes to stop his claws digging in. The whole room was full of inflatables. An inflatable couch with what seemed to be a footstool with it. An interesting airbed in the shape of a bear with a grossly oversized belly. The belly happened to be the main part of the bed. In the corner were an inflatable couch and a killer whale pool toy. Bungle slipped on the slippers and strolled over to a tank of helium. Although helium made things float, it made the floor extra bouncy and since the floor was super glued to the concrete beneath there was no chance of the floor floating to the ceiling. He turned the valve slowly and left it to fill up the floor. He walked over to a small desk with a computer on it, the desk was standing on the concrete, it seemed the floor had been modelled around it. He turned on the computer and connected to the net. He went to a few websites that caught his fancy, one of which had an interesting shop. FiffTex sold many different types of "Living" dolls. Latex dolls, but Bungle didn't believe the living bit was real, the prices were far from real and unfortunately for Bungle they were out of his price range. A sad face came over Bungle. Then his computer beeped and another window popped up. "Want a YiffTex doll but can't afford the costs? Well visit our site by clicking the link below!" He clicked the link, it led to another inflation fetish shop, this one sold second hand and demonstration dolls, and one took his fancy. A pink monkey called "Marty Monkey", the tag said $50 and the details said, "Second hand, but the previous owner did not own it for long as he passed away". "Aww" Bungle thought, "An orphan doll, Ill take it!" He entered his credit card details and hit send, a message popped up "Thank you for purchasing our products, please allow up to 7 days for delivery." Bungle smiled, he picked up the whale and laid on the bed. He hooked his feet around the fins and gave the doll a passionate "Bear Hug". BANG! The whale seemed to pop rather viciously; it lay upon Bungles Stomach in tatters. "I hope this Marty doesn't pop so easily." 4 days past and Bungle Bear came home to a large parcel on his doorstep, it had an image of a small vixen with a valve on her stomach. "Hmm, must be the company logo" He ran into the house, and straight into the back room. He ripped open the box and lay cross-legged on the floor reading the letter that came with it. The deflated monkey lay lifeless by his feet, its face seemed to have a smile on it, one that wasn't there before. "Thank you for purchasing this used doll, unfortunately we cannot refund your money like YiffTex do, neither can we repair or replace your used doll. But our dolls have gone through a strict screening process, and we assure you the doll is fully capable of all the living latex functions including sexual acts and self inflating once inflated first time." Bungle chuckled and tossed the letter to one side, he picked up the monkey doll and looked for the valve, which was in its tail. He took a deep breath, his chest expanded to accommodate the breath, the monkey seemed to smile at this even more, and he blew into the valve of the monkey. Instantly the monkey began taking shape, the first thing to inflate was his tail, followed by his legs and feet, then his arms and hands took shape, he heard a few little pops as the fingers and toes began popping out into their correct shape. After about 20 minutes the monkey was fully inflated with a big bulbous head to top it off. The monkey stood at almost the same height as Bungle did, and his belly was soft, as if there was more room for air. "Hehe, Ill try pumping you up more later, you'll be nice and cuddly!" remarked Bungle. "Yes I will wont I?" said a slightly higher voice than Bungle's. "Wha? Your alive!?" "Yes, that's why living latex is called 'Living'....oh, didn't you believe the living bit?" Bungle shook his head slowly, the reality began sinking in, and he had a living doll, a living inflatable doll! "So, what do you snack on...er I mean what do you.." "Eat? Oh I eat several things, latex, normal party balloons; mind you I don't care much for that cheap latex. I do like other things but I wont tell you that, it was a secret I kept with my last master." a sad look came over Marty's face. "Oh, cheer up though, you're with me now, we'll have lots of fun!" Marty began to smile again, he jumped on Bungle, sending him onto his back, and luckily it was an inflatable floor. "I love you master, I want you to feed me and look after me and Ill love you back, I doubt your read the guide to love dolls so Ill make this brief. Feed me latex and I become more 'Flexible' hehe, Ill be able to inflate to a larger size in case you want more fun, and I wont pop if those feet of yours dig into me." Bungle blushed, his claws were annoying but he couldn't really trim the ones on his feet very well. "Oh don't be ashamed...Erm.." Marty looked at the box, "Bungle, that's a nice name, I'm Marty, but don't let that make you think I'm a boy, I don't have a sex actually, I can be both or neither. Confusing I know so lets just have some fun right now..." It was a good night that night for Bungle, he rolled around and played with Marty for hours, they agreed not to do anything to much as Marty was still delicate, so they stuck to just playing around on the floor and the bed. Marty told Bungle how much he loved the room. He was perfect for Bungle, well that was what Bungle thought, and Marty seemed to second the idea. For the next few weeks they played and played when Bungle got home from work, a couple of times he pulled a sicky to just spend the whole day with Marty. He fed Marty endlessly, and Marty just ate and ate and ate. "I'm home!" called Bungle one afternoon, "Come in here Bungle, I have a surprise!" Bungle walked through the kitchen and was surprised by Marty, he was floating in the air, and he/she was HUGE. "I told you after a bit of food I could get bigger, well come on lets have some fun, and don't worry about the slippers, I've played around with the floor and its just as tough as me, so is the rest of the stuff in here. Bungle's eyes lit up, he was in heaven! He walked towards the now 5 foot wide floating monkey and tried climbing aboard. He grabbed onto Marty's feet and pulled up onto his leg, he was just about to fall off when a large inflated arm lifted him onto Marty by his belly; he laid on Marty's belly, sinking slightly into the soft smooth latex. "So, what do you think?" said Marty, "You're wonderful, I love this!" exclaimed Bungle. "Don't be scared now Bungle, I wont pop anymore, I cant anymore! Not unless I tried getting about 10 times this size." Bungle didn't need to be told twice, he laid face down on Marty and muzzled his belly. He grappled onto the belly with his hands and feet and began thrusting towards his belly, Marty allowed Bungle to sink in slowly, being cushioned from all sides now Bungle was Blissfully unaware that he was climaxing. "Erm, I do hope you'll clear that up!" smiled Marty, Bungle sat back and looked, "Oh no, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to do that I'm reall..." "Oh don't worry, I'm touched, about time we got a bit more active. I like you being all pressy into my tummy and I find the pressure of you against me really nice!" Bungle sat up near Marty's head, wrapping his feet around Marty's neck, by now Marty was fully horizontal so Bungle could sit up straight. He looked down at Marty, with love in his eyes. A bead of sweat rolled down one of his hairs on his face, rolled onto his nose and dripped off. The sweat fell through the air and landed on Marty's tongue, he was smiling back at Bungle when this happened. The taste made Marty's eyes light up and he began thinking. But first some more fun he thought! Bungle climbed out of the shower and padded towards the back room, drying his fur with a towel. "Hey Marty I.." he stopped, Marty was looking at him, he was by the hose pumping himself up but it seemed he managed to channel the air to other parts not just mainly his belly. His hands and feet grew larger and his head got a bit bigger. Bungle smiled but this quickly faded, as he didn't get a smile back. "What's wrong? Are you hungry?" he asked. "Yes I am hungry, but not for latex, I want you Bungle, I want you in me, not like last night. I want you in my tummy...I want to eat you. Your sweat was so good when I tasted it, I can't just stop there!" He moved towards Bungle, Bungle tried running but his wet feet slipped on the floor and he fell over. Marty breathed out a belly full of air, but he managed to stay saggy, he sucked back the air and with it he sucked in Bungle, feet first. Bungle was trapped by his feet in Marty's mouth. "Stop it Marty! Stop it!" but Marty wouldn't listen. He began swallowing more of Bungle, first his feet, then his legs, pretty soon his whole waist was inside. He tried struggling but what exactly can you do to an inflatable doll? He couldn't reach the valve and even if he could...he didn't really want it to stop, the feel of Marty's lips were somewhat exiting. Soon Marty had swallowed all of Bungle, he was now inside his belly. "Mmm...Tasty" said Marty. Bungle sat in Marty's belly; not struggling anymore as he knew it was useless. And he didn't mind the idea of having to spend the night in Marty's belly. After all Marty was inflatable and so he couldn't have a digestion, but where did all the latex go? Fear steadily crept in as he knew whatever happened to the latex would happen to him. "Let Me Out Marty!" "Oh Bungle, don't worry, it wont hurt. U wont die or anything. Trust me, here's some nice tasting air for you..." ssssssssssssssssss..... The sound of gas entering Marty's belly was now obvious, Bungle started feeling sleepy and collapsed, he didn't have the strength to bang on the walls of the now obvious stomach he was in. A strange pink liquid started pouring into the stomach, gently sloshing around Bungle's sleeping self. He woke to feel his feet being tickled by what seemed to be water. "Huh..WHAT!?" he screamed as the liquid flowed over his stomach, he couldn't feel his feet or legs anymore, he screamed again as the liquid flowed in, filling the rest of the stomach. Pretty soon all his screaming sounded like was a few bubbles in the thick Pink liquid. Bungle awoke to the sight of Marty's smiling face. He was in the back room lying on the bed with Marty. "Welcome back lover" Said Marty. "I'm sorry I scared you so much, but I didn't want to let the surprise out." Bungle looked puzzled, he lifted his hand to scratch his head, "What supris...aah!" He yelled as he looked at his hand, it was latex! He pulled at it but it wasn't a glove, he really had a latex hand! He examined and noticed he had a latex arm, a latex chest, belly, legs and feet. "What's happened to me!? What have you done to me!?" "Relax Bungle, its quite simple. I know how much you like the inflation thing and I made you your wish, you're inflatable! Happy Birthday Lover!" "But I cant be, I cant be I just cant, I'm scared I don't want to be inflatable I cant be an inflatable I.." Marty picked up a hose and plugged it into Bungles naval. Bungle's belly began expanding slowly. The pressure was bliss for Bungle; he closed his eyes and began crying... "I'm an inflatable.... and I'm inflating...." Marty Smiled at Bungle "Happy Birthday Bungle Bear!"