Always gotta be careful when wandering about in endlessly puffy bouncy-walled rooms, never know when you might be set upon by a bunch of small pooltoys with a big inflatable helium tank in their control and a couple lengths of string to help. A bit of distracting, a few good little knots, and a twist of the valve, sure seems like I’m all set to end up quite a cushy balloon before that tank empties enough to wriggle free from it~
 
I found a bit of a mood tonight, and decided to indulge in it. Because being a balloon for a buncha pooltoys is good.