…and she missed, instead dropping her rear onto the helium tank’s business end. Octavia’s eyes widened as the nozzle slid right up her backside. “Oh!” she yelped, dropping the balloon packet, and instinctively clenched her rump—her thin cheeks squeezing the nozzle and trigger. With a familiar hiss, the helium in the tank began blowing into Octavia’s backside.
“Oh…” Octavia said, as her ears folded back and the blush returned to her cheeks. “Oh my.”
And now we get to the fun bits~ Read ahead if you like!