Duck-Loving Bookworm Alison

My name’s Alison, I’m a gopher beast-kin at the age of 26. I’m currently out of my college bachelorette degree in software engineer. I’m currently enjoying my current freedom in having fully payed my house off after working par-time jobs while tending college at the time. Currently I work a simple small time job as a par-time sales clerk at a convenience store. Right now the simple lifestyle I have going for me is more than enough.

Besides my simple routine, I occasionally take walks around the city to keep weight off and discover any new sales at the shops. I was usually enjoying my walks like I normally do, till I bumped into another beast-kin, *BONK* “OUCH, what the-“ “huh- oh… my apologies, was lost in my own thoughts…” I was helped up by the other beast-kin that bumped into me, while he gave his apology. I recognize who I bumped into after getting helped back on my feet. “Ch-Chazzster, I didn’t expect to bump into you like this today.”

“Oh, Al didn’t expect to bump into you as well…” This beast-kin here is Chazzster, a male Konig wolf hybrid beast-kin. He’s around the same age as me since we went to the same college. We’ve been on friendly terms since then even after college, it would be a ridiculous understatement to say that it’s thanks to him my last few years of college life was peaceful, along with helping me move past a few excruciatingly traumatic things. But today he seemed out of it… like he was stuck on something.

As I was about to ask him is something on his mind, I notice he was looking up in the sky. “… Well… guess the carnival troupe is open today.” Chazzster glances up in the air, indicating that the carnival fair was open. I looked up to see a few myriad of balloons floating in the sky, some with sighs being tugged along while others with the troupe logo. “I notice one of the balloons was shaped like a duck, “(that duck shaped balloon brings back some childhood memories… … …)”

Thinking back to it, my childhood was at the very least the most peaceful compared to middle school, high school and half of college. Still to think at that time I was a kid the simple yet actions I did with that duck-shaped balloon at the time would be considered [PERVERSE], or the usual standard [NAUGHTY] in a kinky way in this day and age. The simple thought of that ran across my mind like a bunny hop. But I scoffed it off out of my mind due to one simple fact: the ducks made to day go up to 18’’[in] at most, so I would need one of at least 69’’[in]+ or higher to be able to experience “that” perversion all over again. After some few seconds past snapping myself back to reality, Chazzster suggests to swing by the carnival fair to past the time.

I sheepishly tagged along with his suggestion, thus making our way to the Carnival grounds. Both of us chatted with some back and forth banter between ourselves. Either pointing out useful life hacks or interesting things at the mall on sale.

After some time we arrived at the Carnival. The place was bustling with many people beast-kins along with a few other races mixed in the place.

“Lets look around- whoa!?” The flood of people nearly separated me from Chazzster, but fortunately he grabbed my hand and pulled me close to him(closer than expected actually since he had one arm wrapped around me in a hugging matter as if we’re… dating… my face slightly turned red from this.) “Stay close Al, lets go to that area since the crowd is not dense over there,” “y-yes.” I held myself to him as we navigated the massive congested foot traffic of the other attendee’s. We made it to a small area with not many attendees at the fair.

We took a moment to catch our breaths and observe the carnival, and see where it goes. I notice the circus troupe was opening soon and the line was pretty small at the time. With it in mind, I suggested to Chazzster we watch the troupes performance to pass the time. He sparingly sighed and agreed. Now with our first thing set into motion we got in line to go in the big tent.

After paying the toll fee at the big tent’s booth, we gotten our seats near the entrance of the troupe stage. “I wonder how the performance will be?” I pondered this as I watch the light’s dimmed, “LADIES AND FELLAS-MEN, BEAST-KIN, HUMANS DEMI-HUMANS OF THE LIKE~ WELCOME-WELCOME TO THE TROUPE LE VIER CARNIVAL CIRCUS SHOW!!!” The crowds cheers were erupting as the Troupe Ring Master’s announcement boomed throughout the entire tent, “…*sigh* need noise dampening ear plugs… just not into loud booming voices, or noises in that case.” I giggled at Chazzster’s expense as the performances are underway.

As the show was underway, the performance was mostly stunts done by performers, clowns and beast masters using monsters that they tamed. I was either in awe at the dare devil acts or shocked. Chazzster didn’t seem much fazed though.

After the set courses of acts the Ring Master bought everyones attention to him. “NOW TIME FOR OUR GUESS OF THE WEEK TODAY TO GRACE US WITH HER PRESCENCE~!”

“INTRODUCING, LEI FÉIZÀO,” as the Ring Master shifted his attention to the opposite side of the big tent, a young human girl in an eastern-style oriental long dress showed up. Her skin was pale and porcelain white, her hair was a simple bowl cut, as her eyes were a hollowed color gray. She looked like she was in her early twenties, it would seem to be in appearance. She was holding an odd object in one hand that looked like a bottle. I was wondering what she was going to do, I asked Chazzster his advisory on this.

“… Looks like a water cultivator since the garbs she is strutting in is from Northern Zuoyang  continent.” “Cultivators, who or what are they???” I asked perplexingly stumped, I know what the general term “cultivate” is, but in the wider aspect… I’m lost.

Chazzster explained in simpler terms to me: Cultivators are martial artist of their craftsmanship in either fighting, creative techniques, or their alchemy. But in general sense Cultivators train and refine themselves by their [spirit root], or their [soul core] to ascend to a higher plane of their craft.

But as the explanation continues… “what is that,” “WHOA,” the crowds murmuring bought my attention back to the center stage of the ring. The girl was blowing a soap bubble through a straw, but it wasn’t small it was as big as an exercise ball. “maybe it’ll pop,” one audience member said from the distance. But what came after shocks everyone… she jumped on top of it and maintained a proper balance on top of the bubble with a simple cordial bow. to the audience. I was shocked at the law defying stunt and was trying to grasp straws at how it was possible.

It didn’t stop there, she was preparing her next stunt in which she stretched out the straw and turned the hallowed end of the wand into a wide circle about a few head sizes wide. She began to swish it back and forth in front of her. Creating a platform where she takes a step and proceeds to repeat the process as if he was walking a spiral stair case. The crowd was astonished at the feat and cheers erupted. She then jumps from the top, taking a plunge to the ground.

Just as she was about halfway back to the ground… the performer spun her wand causing the spiral stair case shaped lump of bubbles to collapse and deformed into a giant soap bubble. In the next instance she directed it below her, breaking her fall from impact. the crowd erupted in cheers and applause as she rebounds back in the air. With flips and poses mid bounce. Eventually, she stops and hops off with a bow to the audience applause.

As the show of Lei Féizào went on, I heard some audience spectators were making snide comments calling it fake, or saying “there’s no way that’s possible.” I was a little annoyed at the emersion breaking, but just as I was looking at Chazzsters direction preparing to ask him his input. Lei Féizào approached the Ring Master and whispered in their ear. “ATTENTION EVERYONE, OUR MADAME LEI FÉIZÀO’S NEXT STUNT REQUIRES AN ASSISTANT FOR THIS TO WORK, DRUM ROLL!!” The lights were, swirling around as if to see what would transpire, but in that instance…

All the lights were casted on me, I was confused till Chazzster pointed out to me that I was picked for whatever Lei Féizào was gonna do. “THAT LADY IN THE GLASSES OVER THERE WILL DO NICELY, PLEASE COME ON DOWN~!”

“Huh… EHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH?!” Some of the circus clowns escorted me from my seat to the stage, I was abut stage fright stricken in this moment. “NOW-NOW MISS DON’T BE SHY LETS ENJOY THE SHOW, SO WITH OUT FURTHER NOTICE LETS BEGIN!”

“Please stay still for a moment…” she told me as she winds her wand and bought a medium sized soap bubble holding a an article of clothing. But what happens next was outrageous; Lei Féizào than gives the wand a few twirl motioned movement, thus bringing the scattered soap bubbles together as a large massive bubble. She then gave a sharp down stroke coupled with a twirl, the bubble descended and swirls around me. I couldn’t react to the fact that it wrapped around me like a boa constrictor snake. I yelped at the sudden tightening feeling as my view was obscured by the membrane of the soap bubble tightening around my entire body.

The sensation gotten tighter and tighter like… like a balloon getting squeezed into the point of popping due to it getting compressed. *POW* a loud popping sound erupted, I heard the audience gasping at what happened but I was oblivious to what transpired. Lei Féizào then bought a reflective elongated bubble to my direction of view. I saw myself was now not in my clothes but some type of eastern leotard like outfit! My face turned bloody red of embarrassment as I notice the audience banter commenting on how I looked.

“U-u-u-um, why am I wearing- no WAIT, WHERES MY CLOTHES-!?” Before I could react to the situation a cold sensation took fold from my bare backside, I tried to look but ended up losing my footing. The sinking cold sensation took precedence over my surroundings. It happened at the instantaneous pace. “AMAZING, SHE CHANGED THE VOLUNTEERS CLOTHES AND GOT HER PREPED FOR THE NEXT PERFORMANCE IN RECORD PACE!”

I was now inside a gigantic bubble. I was taking aback at how is this possible, she than proceeds to start off with a few simple stunts; first, jumped on top of the bubble and proceeds to perform a handstand. Next, she hand stand walked rolling the bubble I was trapped in… the inertial rolling movement thrown me off completely. I was tumbling helplessly like a hamster in her ball loosing control. This persisted a few minutes but than she launched herself off the top of the bubble.

As if continuing from the hand stand, she repeatedly bounced up and down from the bubble I was in. The reverberated shock sent me flying inside throwing me up against the bubbles elastic wall. Each time would bounce me in different directions as Lei Féizào continues her performance. After a few more  rounds she launched my bubble towards the crowd.

I screamed at the instant of getting sent flying!

The audience was at awed at the giant bubble holding me as it’s occupant. She repeated this a few times over(I guess she did all this to dispel the doubts people have about her abilities. With the next action she lifted my bubble over her head with no difficulty, displaying the gravity defying attribute of her technique. “(I must be weightless being inside the bubble like this…)” I thought to myself. She sat my bubble back down and took her wand out, repeating her early act she did, the same tightening sensation ensues till another loud pop resounded.

My clothes were back on me and I wasn’t in the bubble anymore either. I nervously bowed and the circus clowns escorted me back to my seat. “Nice b-day suit…” Chazzster said mockingly as the show continues, I gave him a pouty reaction and shoved him out of embarrassment. With the Show coming to an end, we left the big tent to explore the fair grounds.

We spent the rest of the time on trying other stalls and attractions as time flown by. “Lets settle down at the food court,” Chazzster suggested. “Yes, lets grab a simple cold drink,” agreeing to his suggestion, we went to the food court for a bit of a break. Moments past as we took our time drinking and chatting with each other, the time was after noon near the evening.

I notice the vendor stall had more duck-shaped balloons with the addition of more party balloons either bigger than the aforementioned balloons itself. “…Something on your mind, you been staring at the balloon bouquet for a bit…” His question snapped my attention back to reality, I was a bit unsure since it was catching my gaze. Memories of my childhood kept coming back at full circle. But I pushed those out of my head and replied, “n-no, nothing I’m fine.”

In that instance, I decided to reflect the question back to him since he was the one still stuck on whatever was bothering him. “… … … … *sigh* … “ he retracted a deep sigh to me asking if he was alright but took out his bag. He pulled out his digital tablet and started fiddling with it. “Here… …” he turned the screen towards me, the image was a picture of a stylized cartoon female cat beast-kin… the thing was… the drawing was… well [suggestive] in the term. It depicts her… straddling it in a way it seems sexually permissive…

I was a bit surprised but he said he makes them for printing. He told me he sales them to clients by online shipping them to their location. But since he seemed a bit annoyed he showed this to me, his expectations were set with me being creeped out. Since he has been good to me up to this point, I started to ramble a bit about my childhood and why I kept eyeing the duck-shaped balloon by the vendor. “… Wow… guess you were indulging yourself with it like that as a kid without realizing it.”

“I know, embarrassing isn’t it?” I put my hand over my face telling myself that it was such a perverted moment in her life as a kid. “… Well if you like, Icould get my hands on… an actual feasible one for [personal use] if you like?” Chazzster’s words took me by surprised at first but he said he needs first to procure some stuff. “I mean, well- it’s not necessary so-???”

“I’ll drop it off at your mail box in a couple of days, but first let’s head back… I’ll escort you back to your place…”

I was a bit dumbstruck at what transpired. The situation shifted so fast I couldn’t really get a grasp of what he meant. So as the time of night fall came, he escorted me back to my place, as nighttime fell. Arriving safe at my place he bid me a farewell, I still wondered though, was he serious about his statement about getting one for “that kind of use?”

Couple days past after I last spoke to Chazzster, it was morning on an early cloudy day. *Ringing Noise* “Huh, is it the sound of the door bell ringing?” I just changed my clothes from getting out the shower, and proceeded to the front door. I check the passage way through the peep-hole and saw a delivery truck just leaving in moments after. Opening the front door I checked my porch to find a large box with a sender note written by Chazzster.

Inspecting the box to make sure it wasn’t any thing suspicious, I bought it in to my house. Next I placed the box in my empty spare room since there wasn’t any thing in there. I open the box to find what I wasn’t expecting but… a large quantity of packaged balloons, but what really caught my attention was the duck-shaped balloon packaged(there was quite a few dozen too!) “There’s no way, it’s not like this could get any bigger than-“ as I impulsively opened the package to grab the un-inflated balloon, it’s deflated state was arguably as big as a car dealer lot display balloons. “Still…how do I blow this up it might take a while…”

I discovered in the box a large electric pump to blow up balloons, along with tie rubber bands, and clips while I thought about how I would inflate this thing to full size. Firstly, I took out the electric pump and set it up by plugging it to an outlet wall in the room. Second, fixed the balloons nozzle to up to the hose. The third thing next, I turn the pump on and the balloon began to inflate. It’s size was rapidly inflating by the seconds, from one foot in diameter to eventually a size I would never expect in the slightest to come across, seven foot in diameter.

I was a little nervous at the sight of it’s size, but I felt the urge, the urge to mount it. So I began to grab it by the large body, and swung my left leg over it. My body slowly sunk into the latex as I grabbed the neck. I was truly immersed in the moment that I started to buck and straddle my hips up and down repeatedly. “*Pant* *Pant* I better change my clothes first since I’m getting a bit sweaty…”

I knew all that intensive riding would make me sweaty, I needed to change. After a few moments, I put on my old college P.E. uniform and started my straddling session again. I thrusted my hips into it like I did to the duck-shaped balloons of my childhood, now with a… “PROPER SIZE”(also surprisingly resilient since it’s taught and highly durable too)I drowned my face into it. My straddling slowly but surely became sexually charged humping motion. “This… this… ugghh, ah, uuuuu….” my moaning was starting to slip out, as I repeated the actions till my hearts content.