Mike carried the blow-up doll he had turned Connie into over to his bed, laying her on the covers. He smiled to himself at the way she looked, staring up at the ceiling with her legs open and her arms up. He bent over and placed a kiss on the o-shaped lips.
"Ready for the fun to start?" he asked her, as he pulled away. Connie, naturally, remained quiet. "Well, you'll just have to wait a little longer, I'm afraid. I've got to go get the football team's equipment set up for practice this morning. It'll take me a couple of hours."
Inside her air-filled head, Connie was screaming. Don't you dare leave me this way, Michael Donaldson. You change me back right now.
But Mike couldn't hear her, of course. He quickly threw on his clothes and got his jacket. The whole time, Connie stay unmoving on the bed. When he was dressed, Mike came back over to her.
"Now, don't you worry, sweetheart," he smiled. "I'll be back just as quick as I can. Then, the real fun will began." He gave her a wink before bending over to give her another kiss. At the same time, he reached down and ran a finger into the open hole between her legs. "Now, don't go anywhere. Okay?"
And with that, he was gone.
Connie cussed silently in her head for a few seconds, but then realized that it was an useless gesture and stopped. She looked up at the ceiling, since that was pretty much all she could do anyway. She thought about what she had found out about Mike in the last few minutes. And she had to admit that having a boyfriend that could turn her into a blow-up doll, not to mention a cat, or anything else for that matter, was kinda interesting. She hadn't told Mike, but, since she was a little girl, she had always had fantasies about being transformed into animals and stuff. This just might be a match made in heaven.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the door of the dorm room opening. Surely, it hadn't been two hours already. So, who was coming into Michael's room? She tried to move her head to see, but was stuck in the position Mike had left her in. Suddenly, she realized that she was totally helpless. All she could do was lay there and hope that whoever it was would leave soon.
Mike took the steps of his dorm two at a time. It had taken him longer than he had expected it would to get the stuff set up for the football team. He hoped Connie wouldn't be too angry with him. Well, he thought to himself as he opened the door to his room, I'll just have to make it up to her somehow.
"Hey, Babe," he called as he took off his jacket. "Sorry about that. The team needed some extra equipment, and I had to get it for them." He hung his coat in the closet. "Now," he said, turning back to his bed, "are you ready for the fun to be..."
He stopped at what he saw. The bed was empty. Connie was gone.
