After finishing my first year of college, I decided to move out of the student dorms and get an apartment nearby their school. I went online to search for a roommate to split rent with and hopefully have a new friend. I started high school without many close friends. I've always been a quiet kid but this could be my opportunity to meet new people and have new friends. He looks into sites and forums for my school and finds several other people looking for roommates. He contacted every one of them and waited for anyone to respond.
Most of everyone didn't respond to me or gave me an explanation such as "there isn't a room for you to sleep" or "sorry, someone already moved" so he was feeling a bit bummed out. Soon however, he got a notification on my phone from a girl named Claire.
"Hey Michael, sorry for the late reply. Are you still looking for a roommate?" they asked. "Yeah, do you go to the art school?" he replied. "I do! What's your major?" She inquired. "Creative Writing. How about you?" he gleaned. "Animation & Character design," she answered. "So our classes are in the same building, when do you have class? We should meet up and I can show you the house," She continued. "I take morning classes and get there at around 8," he said. "Aw, I go at noon :c" She responded. "I usually frequent the library so we can meet up there?" he proposed. "Sounds good."
I put my phone down and watched tv for a bit. Cooks himself dinner and then heads to sleep. I have a lot to do tomorrow so it's best to get plenty of sleep. I woke up the next morning and got ready for school. I sat through the lecture and once class was done, I headed to the school's library to wait for Claire. I waited for about 10 minutes and kept myself busy by reading a book. Soon, a girl walked in.
"She's cute," I thought. She looked around 5'2, short curly hair, with blue eyes, slim body with b-cuppish tits and a very cute round face. She looks around before noticing me and waving. I got up and formally introduced myself and we began walking to her first class together. We exchanged numbers and she texted me the address to the apartment. After meeting her I went to my job as a cashier at a clothing store. It was a slow day and the only thing I thought about is the opportunities to build a friendship with Claire.
After my shift, I went to the address Claire sent me and knocked on the door. Claire answered the door. Her warm smile invited me in. The apartment looked very nice and well maintained. After I looked around, she showed me to my room and I noticed that nobody else is living here. "Where's everybody else?" I looked around some more thinking I missed something. "Oh, Sorry for not telling you sooner. No one else wanted to move in with us so it's just us." She helped me with my bags and soon I got myself settled down. After that, I made dinner for her and I.
Over the course of the semester, we got to get along very well. We both got a gauge of our personalities and we became really close friends. Claire is mainly shy and anxious when alone but when we're together she's bubbly and energetic. We finished the semester and settled down on our break. I was relaxing on the couch with her while she was eating at the table. When she finished, She got up and played with her fingers while shyly walking up to me.
"Hey so um...may you help me with a comedy sketch for work?" She sheepishly asked.
"Uh sure, what's it about?"
"It's about a clown trying to impress this guy but gets themselves put in ridiculous situations."
"That sounds like fun, what time?"
"7:30"
I began to get ready. She came out of her bathroom with a pink wig and clown makeup. "Is my makeup good?" She picks through her hair with a shy smile. "Yeah you did great." I assured her.
We drove there and went backstage at a bar. I got to meet the other performers. "So here's where I work! We're a small circus troupe, Sarah the contortionist, Amanda the stunt artist and I'm the clown." I introduced myself to them and went over the acting for the sketch. All I had to do was act uncomfortable, especially at the end. I've done improv in high school so I was well prepared for the task.
When it was time, Sarah contorted herself inside a box and Amanda wheeled her out to begin their performance. She did her act which was quite impressive in the many shapes she can make with her body.
After her act, Amanda began her performance. She got into a straitjacket and Sarah set the jacket on fire. Making her escape the stray jacket before she is burned to a crisp. Of course, she escapes with no injuries. After their act they announced a short comedy sketch and told us we'd have to wait a couple minutes.
When they returned, they signaled that it's our turn to perform. Claire and I went on stage and began our sketch. It began with Claire watching me read a book on a bench. She had a pie in her hand. She carelessly pied my face. Silently apologized and then pulled out a comically large handkerchief out of her breast pocket to help clean my face.
She then tried devising another plan and got the idea of inflating her boob using a balloon pump. I couldn't help but watch Claire's shirt expand from the pump. The balloons underneath her shirt expanded, making her tits inflate into J cups looking balloons. She then sat next me and cartoonishly stretched. I caught a glimpse of her cleavage and saw that she didn't have balloons in there.
"What the fuck? She never had balloons in her bra?" I began to sweat as I got harder and harder trying to comprehend Claire's suddenly massive knockers. My outward appearance looked uncomfortable and nervous which got a couple laughs in the audience. I still acted my part and Claire gave up on that approach. She walked away and 'popped' her balloons. I watched as she placed a pin to her chest and pressed in, creating a popping sound while instantly deflating her breast. My boner became rock hard; my thoughts still fixated on her tits deflating to her normal size.
Claire devises another plan to get my attention. She gets her idea and inflates a balloon to the length of about half her body. And in the corner of my eye I see her slowly putting the balloon inside her throat. Her throat bulges with the large balloon going down her throat.
"How is she breathing?" The bulge in my pants is now uncontrollable. Watching Claire deepthroat a long balloon pushed me to the verge of cumming. After she scarfed down the entire thing. She looked at me with a smirk. She opened her mouth and pulled out a long balloon sword. A long stream of saliva followed the balloon and her lips. I couldn't believe what I just saw! Claire actually modeled a balloon using her throat and tongue! Right then and there I came in my pants for the first time in my life. Claire went up to me and handed me the balloon sword still wet with saliva. I decided to bolt off stage to hide the wet stain that was forming in my pants.
This act caused the crowd to laugh and then cheer at our show. My mind was swirling with the absurdity of Claire's skills. "That was great, I didn't know you were this good at acting!" Claire startled me. "Yep. So are you ready to go?" I beckoned, desperately wanting to go home to change my pants. She shook her head yes. We said goodbye to everybody and hurried home.
During the car ride, I still couldn't get my mind on Claire's performance. The skills of her mouth. Her boobs that could inflate and deflate like balloons. I needed closure on how this was all done. We stopped at a red light and I turned to her to ask.
"How did you tie a balloon when it was inside your mouth?"
