The Photo Shoot Chapter 4

In the other room, Angie shoehorned her DD's into the very tight Hooter's top. After adjusting it so a lot of cleavage was showing she pulled on the very short bright orange shorts that completed the outfit.

She walked back out into the room they were shooting in and saw that Tony had the balloon fully inflated and was ready to go. He looked up and saw Angie in full Hooter's attire and his jaw dropped. She looked hotter in that than in the bikini.

"Everything ready to go?" she asked.

Tony snapped himself out of his daydream. "Ya. Everything is ready..." then he added in his mind "...in more ways than one."

"Wonder why he specially requested the Hooter's uniform?"

"I think its because it's the outfit you look hottest in." Tony replied not letting Angie know he was the one who requested it.

Tony pulled the neck open again and Angie dove in. Then she wiggled the rest of the way in. Tony put the hose in to replace the air lost as Angie got in. The average person wouldn't have noticed, but he knew what to look for. As the balloon grew a fraction of an inch, so did Angie. He wanted to shout for joy about his plan working, but that would give himself away to soon.

While Angie was distracted doing a blow to pop, Tony was slowly letting air out. He needed the air to come out slowly so she wouldn't notice until it was to late.

The air inside her latex bubble slowly flowed out as Angie kept playing around inside for the camera. It wasn't until she took a long look at the world through the latex did she notice something wrong.

"Is it just me or is everything out there look bigger from in here?"

Tony smiled. He held the balloons neck closed for a minute and stood up. Angie didn't much of it until she stood up too. When the shoot started she was only 3 inches shorter than Tony. Now she barely came up to his waist.

She started to freak out. "What's going on!?!"

"A little slow on the uptake aren't we?" Tony said with a laugh as Angie freaked out. "The smaller this balloon gets, the smaller you get."

"Who are you and why are you doing this to me?" Angie said in a panicked voice.

"Why did it take you this long to ask my name?" Tony demanded to know. "I've only been ordering your clips every month for the last 2 years."

Angie pressed against the balloon. "Your Tony?"

"Damn right I am. And I'm doing this for one very important reason. Because I can." He started to let air out again.

"Stop! Please! I'll give you whatever you want!" she pleaded.

"You don't have anything I want. What I want is you." He completely let go of the balloon. It started losing air rapidly and started flying around the room. Angie was knocked on her butt as she endured the ride. Once the balloon was fairly small, Tony caught it and held the neck shut.

The now Barbie doll sized Angie beat against the latex.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you. The only hope you have of getting back to normal size is if I reinflate this balloon. He let out a little more air. Once Angie was about the size of an action figure he sealed it off again.

"Please put me back to normal." The tiny woman begged.

"How about no?" Tony said as he popped the balloon causing Angie to fall toward the floor.