Gilly Wins
"Mrow? Why shouldn't I pop it?"
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The taut latex between my legs squeaks loudly as I rock back and forth, back and forth grinding against the innocent balloon. I can just see your face right now. I've been practicing the best way to abuse and torture these balloons you love so much. I squeeze my legs together, making the oversized latex squeal for a mercy that'll never come. I must admit... it IS fun. But not as fun as denying you your satisfaction!
A deep purr rumbles in my chest and reverberates through the large balloon I'm riding on. My tail twitches as I imagine you begging me to be careful or else your precious balloon will pop. My ears perk up even more at the idea. My bell collar jingles quietly. I can't help but let out a gutteral Mmmmrrowww!! I extend my claws and sink them into the latex with a loud BANG!
The snap of the balloon leaves marks along my skin. It felt... magical... I think I'm ready for when you get home. I'm going to claim my human forever and ever... No balloon is a match for Gilly!