Guardian Pink's boots clicked on the pavement as she landed by the traveling carnival tent. Purple was right! This tent was the exact same one as last time! There was no doubt: she was back. Pink's cheeks turned her namesake color as she thought back to her last encounter with the mysterious Claire, a traveling clown with unknown mesmerizing powers, who had entranced countless innocents into joining her troupe. Pink had gone to save a local woman who had fallen under the clown's spell, only to find herself a victim of Claire's charms. Her mind had been twisted and toyed with until she was just another silly, giddy clown in Claire's circus, and for over a week her life had been a hazy blur of giggles, corny skits, oddly sensual makeup sessions, and highly suggestive routines involving balloons and pie cream.

 

Really I'm just glad nobody got footage of any of the times I called her 'Mommy'. Rose ignored the not-unpleasant feeling that shuddered up her back upon remembering that specific word as she took a look around. This time, she knew all of Claire's tricks. She wouldn't be caught off guard!

 

*bounce* She spun around at the unmistakable sound of a big inflated plastic ball hitting concrete, just in time to catch the beach ball as it bounced up at her. Panic filled her as she realized her mistake and quickly let go, but the damage was done. Fuzzy, pleasant, ticklish feelings radiated from where she had held the ball and started to travel up her arms.

She held back the urge to giggle as part of her realized her second mistake: once let go, the ball had started to *bounce* and *bounce*, up and down and up and down, Rose's head unconsciously following each and every movement.

The longer it bounced, the longer she stared, the more enticing the ball looked. The spinning colors looked so....silly, so inviting.... *bounce* and that plastic....there was just something about inflated plastic that seemed like it would feel soooo good against her skin *bounce*...so hot...

 

Unbidden heat rose into her cheeks, while the ticklish fuzz spread further and further through her body. She couldn't hold back anymore *bounce*, and the silly slush of sensations soon caused her legs to give out. She fell to her knees and let out a few giggles, unable to hold back as she greedily snatched the beach ball out of the air and hugged it tight, practically moaning at the sound and feel of the plastic squeaking against her body as the fuzziness spread even faster than before, now nearly filling her whole body.

Only now did Claire step out of the shadows, a whimsical bounce in her step as her pink dress shoes clacked on the pavement. Guardian Pink turned towards her and smiled with pure delight, all while squeezing the ball tighter and moving it down to brush against her crotch. As soon as it did, she couldn't help but let out a strange, undignified sound somewhere between a giggle and a moan. The clown chuckled mischievously as she stepped closer and took out her makeup brush.

 

"Awww, who's my silly little clown?"

 

"I am, Mommy Claire~"