Leaving the tank running, seems Pop Star’s eased his puffy princess back to lay on her swelling wings, while he takes a spot laying atop her large belly~ With all that helium still flooding her rump (which has certainly grown more than a little as well), of course a takeoff was due to happen. Soft hissing echoing through her belly from the hose, and lots of squeaking filling the air, I think they’re both quite settled in for a long, relaxing little flight~
 
And, perhaps, a bit more fun than that, too~
 
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