I'd been an usher at the theatre for a few months now, and although Basil's show was long finished, I decided to keep it going. But it wasn't nearly as fun as it was when he was there.

Luckily, I could see him when I returned home from work. He was all I thought about, even at work.

I thought… I thought I was falling for him.

I had to tell him. But how? I was nervous. What if he didn't feel the same way? What if he hated me once I'd told him?

I had invited him over to my flat. I'd almost forgotten that I had. So when he knocked on the door, I was startled. I knew it was him in an instant. With my legs feeling like jelly, I answered the door.

"H-Hi, Basil," I stammered.

"I say, Miss Belle, are you alright?"

How he affected me when he called me Miss Belle. I shook my head, cleared my throat and said, "I'm fine."

"May I come in?"

"O-of course," I said, gesturing for him to come in. And before I knew what I was doing, I said, "Basil, I need to talk to you."

"Talk away," he said, making himself comfortable on the sofa.

"The thing is…" I swallowed hard. "We've been play partners for a while now, right?"

"Yes, and I must say I enjoy our…" He paused, as if he were looking for the right word. "Sessions together."

"Well…" I could hear my voice shaking.

"Yes?"

"I think…" I shut my eyes tight. "I think I love you, Basil."

He just stared at me, and I held my breath.

He put his paw on my hand. I shuddered slightly.

"How long have you felt this way?" he asked.

"Well, I've been attracted to you since we first met… I guess it just progressed from there."

"I understand you've never been attracted to anyone else?"

I nodded.

"Why me?"

"I don't know, I'm just drawn to you, I guess."

We sat in silence for a few moments. Then I said, "There's something I wanna try… now that you know I'm in love with you."

"I think I can guess what that is."

I took his paw and led him to the bedroom. He made himself comfortable on the bed and I closed the door behind me. I walked over to the bedside drawer and took out a bag of sixteen inch balloons.

"!Have you ever made love to a human before?" I asked, my voice shaking again.

He shook his head. "But I think I'm about to."

I took a red balloon out of the bag. "Blow this up for me."

He did as he was told. As the balloon was getting bigger I stripped and started taking Basil's clothes off too. Then I pushed him back on the bed, and lowered myself on top of him. By now the balloon was a nice pear shape.

"Am I popping this one?" he asked.

I bounced on top of him, my breathing getting faster with every thrust. He felt so good inside me. "I think I need it."

He continued to blow, the balloon now touching my naked breasts. The latex felt so good against my skin.

*POP!*

The rubber snapped my skin, and I came, more intensely than I ever had before. I think Basil came too. I collapsed on top of him, panting.

"That… was… amazing," I panted.

He hugged me close and I kissed him. "Thank you," I said.