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She watches her boss. He was stiff usually. A very formal man which makes it hilarious to her that he runs a magic shop called Magic Loonies. Most of the time he enjoyed using his abilities to make children and even adults laugh. They really enjoyed being able to act out their favorite cartoons with tricks they were all too willing to write off as magic.
But what he hated was when men came in. Most of them laughed at him. A large muscular formal man working with children was for some reason a laughingstock to men, usually. Sure, women loved him but one guy. One guy didn’t suggest that his muscles ‘blew up’ or that he was a weirdo for what he did. That customer honestly enjoyed working with the boss and having a good time. And today is the day he comes in for his usual visit.
The doorbell chimed.
Both their heads came up to discover he was holding the door open for a woman. An energetic fit woman with long hair bounced in around him. He let the door go as he walked in. The two of them began to move around. “Who is she?” the bitterness tainted the boss’s voice.
His assistant glanced at him to see his hands in fists and shoulders tight. “I don’t know. She seems new.” She observed the pair walking around the store. Their regular seems to be showing things off to the new woman.
Finally, they go over to the counter. “Hey guys,” the regular began softly.
“Hello Nick,” the assistant chimed in when she noticed her boss wasn’t saying anything. “What can we do for you today?”
“Well,” he began.
“Well! He’s been going on about this place and I just had to see it. So, what do you do that gets this guy so pumped up?” the woman teased as she leaned on the counter locking eyes with the assistant. Nick just forced out a chuckle behind her.
The assistant goes through several of the options of what they can do at the store. Happily using the line that only the cartoon laws apply here. Then she brings up the suits that they have used on the male customer before. The new woman is excited. “Do you want to blow up large like our boss?” the assistant tried to bate her. Her mere existence is annoying the boss and he would take any reason to vent it.
The woman looked him up and down. “Actually, I would love to be as huge as him,” she confessed. “But I know that is years of hard work and being what I am-,” she points at her feminine body. “I would never be able to get that big.” She lays back down on the counter, “But I would love if you could make a balloon.”
The assistant blinks for a moment. No one had ever given that answer before. “Of course. I’ll prepare a room,” she acknowledges before leaving.
The woman watches her leave before turning back around. “And I see why you love coming here.” She watched the two men stand in silence for a moment. “You probably do want to be as big as him. Don’t you Nick?”
“What?!” an embarrassed shriek spills out from Nick.
The woman smirked. “I don’t blame you. I wouldn’t be able to shut up either. A huge guy working with your favorite stuff,” she declared loudly enough to make sure someone besides Nick heard. She leans back on the counter and begins pointing at Nick. “I swear part of him wants to be a party planner or something. He won’t stop talking about fabulous this store is and how jealous you make him,” she finishes as her eyes moved up and down the owner’s body.
The owner smirks. The assistant interrupts, “I’m ready for you now.”
“‘kay!” she declares before running off. She glances back to see the ‘I hate you look’.
The assistant sees her boss smirking. “His normal room is ready,” she teases now.
“You have a regular spot?!” the woman laughs before disappearing around the corner.
Nick is turning pink. A hand came onto his shoulder. He turned to see the soft green eyes of the owner.
“Looks like I will take care of you today,” he smiles.
“Thanks, Tom.”
They make their way down the hallway. After a moment they go into Nick’s regular room. The girls are listening at the door for the second room but were sad nothing was said in the hallway. “Oh well. Shall we begin?” the assistant says motioning to the equipment sitting against a chair.
The new woman smiled, “Please!”
The assistant walked to the tank, “Do you want to be an actual balloon or try our muscle suit like Nick?”
“Hum? Which one will make me huge?”
The assistant picked up a heavy material, “I can make you so huge you’ll barely fit out the door.”
The woman smirked, “Awesome.”
Nick finished suiting up like he usually does. Tom began hooking a hand pump up to the suit. “So. This is your first time bringing a friend. Tell me, what do you say about my little shop?” he questioned while taking off his long sleeves to reveal his extremely thick arms. Tom begins inflating Nick’s suit.
Nick gets lost in the sight of muscles bulging and flexing with the occasional vein showing as the suit begins to fill. The question escaped him till the suit pushed on his arms. “I told her it was a special place that helped with my… urges about getting huge,” Nick stumbled over his words.
Tom’s eyebrow goes up, “Well if you want to be huge.” He puts down the hand pump as he hears Nick begin to catch his breath. He hooks up the hose. “It’s been a long time since you got overblown,” Tom whispers into Nick’s ear as his hands wrap around him. Nick saw the magic glow. “After all it will take a strong man to get that woman through some doors after my assistant is done with her.”
A slight moan is heard in the quiet room. Tom smirked as he let the man enjoy the sight for a moment.
“God. I’m getting so big,” Nick said running his hands across his chest. The squish of his enlarged biceps pushes things together making flexing interesting and pushing his chest up into new shapes. “It’s so big…and soft-like,” Nick drifted off slightly.
Tom walked around to admire his work. He caught Nick’s sleepy eye gaze. Tom stroke Nick’s expanding forearms as his hands continue glowing, a warm light. “You like things big, eh?”
“Yeah. Like you-,” Nick automatically responded in a low tone.
“Really?” Tom came up behind him as the gas continued to expand the suit filling up his hands like basketballs. “I thought you’d like things like this,” he squeezed the chest. To his surprise, he saw Nick’s face turn red. “Since you brought such a friend in.”
“She does this type of thing for us.”
“Thing? Us?”
Nick looked at his inflating form, admiring his growing muscles. “Helping guys out who are getting teased for liking odd things. Guys who don’t fit the standard. If I could be this strong.” He began flexing in the mirror.
Tom watched Nick run his hands over his inflated muscles. He was now huge enough to put any bodybuilder to shame. The ridges he made running his hands over his form, the slow movement countered the squeak of the rubber only increased Tom’s desire to blow him into the biggest muscle balloon ever. Part of Tom knew toon magic, his magic, had its own weird laws but the laughter and joy of his client were always enough before.
Tom put his glowing hand on the tank and slowly turned the nozzle. “Give it a try. You can probably pick up anything you want in this room one-handed.” Before he could finish his feet left the ground. When he opened his eyes, he was in the air looking down at his client who had the warmest grin on his face. Being over two hundred pounds himself, flying through the air with the ease of tossing duct tape made Tom’s cheeks begin to burn.
Nick closed his eyes in a smile, “Guess I really could pick what I wanted!”
“Me?” slipped out.
Nick began doing presses lifting Tom up and down in the air as the suit continued to expand. “Yeah!” he cheered. “I’ve wondered about this and you’re so light now.” Nick laughed and cheered as he tossed Tom around without concern.
Tom looked at his smile. Usually when his customers are happy, they are laughing and smiling; he just smiles with them. This time is different. All his weight disappeared except for one thought that began to pull at him.
As Nick lowered him down again his laughter began to fill Tom’s ears. Tom rotates his gaze enough to see the large grin and quieting laughter. Before he realized it he pressed his lips on top of Nick’s. it was only a moment before he pulled away.
Now Nick’s eyes were competing with those a deer, “Tom?” Tom would have shifted in his stance if he could have but Nick still had him up at shoulder height. Nick completely dropped Tom onto his shoulders as his arms wrapped around him. The happy sound like giggling came from the expanding man. “Tom!” he cheered as looked at him again.
Tom just released a sigh as the warmth and excitement he could see in Nick’s eyes washed away all his doubts. “Nicholas,” Tom whispered his full name before sliding his arms around Tom’s neck finally relaxing into the warm gentle kiss.
Time and time again they met for short sweet taste of each other’s lips till Tom noticed pressure growing against his sides while he was being pushed more and more into the air. He lifted his head. “Tom?” Nick began to wonder.
Tom scanned the situation, “You’re overinflating!” He jumped off.
Tom hurried to turn it off the tank but realizes the knob is in his hand. ‘It must have broken off when he picked me up!’ his brain screams.
“Nick!” Tom shouts as he remembers. Nick truly was getting overblown now. His face was disappearing into the muscles as his arms came out straight. He starts floating.
Tom hurried back to Nick trying to grab the hose as he hugs Nick’s waist. ‘Overblowing is fine if he had the breathing setup needed for the giant suit!’ Tom began going over the safety requirements in his head because overinflates usually only last a minute while Nick stays for almost an hour. ‘Shit! How could I be so stupid?!’ as Tom began blaming himself he failed to noticed that the was inflating around him. He was trapped plastered against Nick’s waist.
A knock sounds on the door.
“Sir?” the assistant opens the door. “Ah,” she says as she looks at the scene. “No wonder you didn’t answer.”
She takes a wrench off the wall, turns the tank off, and undoes the hose. She wraps the hose around the pair that are now floating a couple of feet past Nick’s reach. “Enjoy your time,” she said before closing the door.
Tom sighed as his face collapsed into the plush of the suit, “I’m never living this down.”
“It’s going to be a while before you can even get down.”
The pair laughed.