[CW: NSFW]

Wheeler rolled up to the hospital. He was kind of nervous about if they would even let him in since the last time he tired, he wasn't allowed. "Surely if the laws changed they would let me see him." He thought. He also had the fear of Ollie forgetting what he looked like, which scared him, but he had to see him. 

At the front desk, there was a receptionist. It wasn't the same one as last time, of course, but he was still nervous about going in. "Excuse me, Uh... I'm wonderin if I can go see my friend, Ollie." 

"Oh, him? Well-" 

"As of 2023, the laws have been changed and there is evidence that Balloonmen aren't threatening society nor are they contagious. So please let me go see him." The skater exclaimed. "... If you would have let me finish, I was going to say he's been moved out of quarantine and is in a different part of the hospital." The receptionist stated, tapping the map that was bolted to the desk Infront of her. 

"Oh... Sorry about that, I'll be on my way." Wheeler stated getting a visitor sticker, which after he went straight to the area Ollie was in.

His old friend was more than a little surprised to hear the news, it took over a decade but at least now he would be able to at least be around anyone besides the occasional doctor again. Ollie laid on his round back as he remembered the past eleven years, especially the day when his inflation became permanent. "The doctors said they did whatever they could, but whatever struck that nerve made me stuck like this." He thought. 

Then he thought back to Wheeler, how long it had been since they last saw each other face to face. While they did get to email each other while he was quarantined, it wasn't enough. It felt like he was forced away from his roommate the moment they got to move in with each other. Could he even recognize him now? "I know he made that promise to me, but I'm still nervous." 

"Ollie? That you man?" A familiar voice piped up. Ollie had to rock himself back and forth in order to roll himself towards the source of the noise. It was none other than Wheeler, with the same dyed hair they tried on. "Whoa, it's been a couple years. But I'd recognize ya anywhere!" 

"Wheelie? I.. um, well that experiment made me stuck like this. I'll probably be round and immobile for the rest of my life." Ollie mumbled. "Uh, you don't mind, right?" 

Wheeler approached the inflated man, then begun to swell up himself. "Whoa, you got the gene too?" 

"Not only that, but my son too! Well, he's not officially my son, but I kinda adopted him when he got kicked out." Wheeler remarked, belly bumping him.

"Heh, yeah. So anyway, uh, how's life been?" Ollie asked, causing Wheeler to infodump about his life. "Oh yeah, also, turns out I did have autism and I learned that like, 20 years too late." Wheeler joked. "Anyway, I really missed you, Ollie. I just feel bad for not being able to be there for you before." 

"Hey, Wheelie It's chill. It's not like you were going to break the law." 

"I would have for you." Wheeler stated, blushing a bit. Looking at Ollie, he could see a lot of blush. "Ah, really? You'd go against your job just for me?" The perma-inflated man asked.   

"Dude, I would no doubt. You know why? Because I love you." Wheeler exclaimed before realizing he confessed his feelings of love. They already did that 11 years ago but saying it again after no contact from each other felt like saying it for the first time. "I-I mean unless you don't like me like that, that's totes understandable."

"Wheelie? I. I love you too. I never stopped thinking about you the day I got sent here, I worried that I would never see you again. That or if I popped without you knowing. Man, it was the pits." Ollie admitted. "Even though I'll never be able to deflate, do you want me to stay with you? I mean, at our old flat?" 

"Hey, you're the one who let me stay there." Wheeler chuckled, rolling over to kiss him. "And it don't matter if you're gonna be a blimp for life, I think it looks good on ya. If it makes you feel better, I'll stay inflated beside you." 

"Aw, thanks Wheelie. You really are a peach." Ollie blushed, nuzzling his body beside his longtime friend. The only thing now was how to get him out of there. "You think you could ask the mayor if he could help anyone else who got perma-inflated?" 

The police chief made a mental note about it, now it was time to roll. Getting on his board, he rolled Ollie back to their apartment. "Heh, looks like my little dude got himself a date too." Wheeler thought as he saw Duke at a nearby cafe. 

"That your son there?"

"Yeah, that's him, and I guess his boyfriend. Rad though that he got one from the situation they were in." The chief said. Duke feeling like someone was watching him, looked around. "Oh, Chief, who's this with you?" the lieutenant asked. "Oh, this is Ollie, he's permanently inflated due to the inhumane testing they did on him." 

"Yeah, that's him, and I guess his boyfriend. Rad though that he got one from the situation they were in." The chief said. Duke feeling like someone was watching him, looked around. "Oh, Chief, who's this with you?" the liuetenant asked. "Oh this is Ollie, he's permanently inflated due to the inhumane testing they did on him." 

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. Uhm... Guess I should introduce myself. My name is Duke, and this is my partner Snake." Duke introduced. "Nice to meet ya dude. Also, don't worry bout this, this ain't your prob." Ollie stated. "Anyway, we better get goin'. Don't wanna interupt the mood more. See at work tomorrow Dukester." Wheeler exclaimed as he took Ollie home. 

Once they got there, and got Ollie inside, the perma-flated man looked around. "Wow, it's just how I remembered it. Bro did you not change anything?" He asked. "Nah, I couldn't. I always had the hope you were gonna come back so I felt like it wouldn't be right to completely change things." Wheeler stated.

Ollie flapped his hands as he rolled around the apartment. "Wow, you've even kept my old board! I mean it's not like I'll be able to use it anymore, but it's a nice little reminder of what we used to do together." 

"Aw cheer up big guy, we'll find a way to keep ya skating. We could call it Belly Boardin', lay your gut right on the board and watch ya go!" Wheeler assured him. "I'll do it with ya, that way you won't have to be alone." 

The police chief inflated once again, just a few inches taller and rounder than Ollie from his stretching. "Aah~ It sure feels good, I can't believe people thought of this as some kind of curse. More like a blessing in disguise." 

"Heh.. It was a bit scary the first time, but only because of what they used to do to us. Mmm, I feel all snug. It's actually kinda hot, seeing you bloat like that~" Ollie admitted, a hint of blush could be seen on his cheeks as he watched Wheeler's shirt buttons pop off one by one. 

Then a loud tear could be heard from behind. His cyan shorts had a huge hole in the back, not that either of them minded at all. "It's just us here, you like seeing me swell eh? Seeing me rounding out, growing huge before your very eyes?~" 

"Wheelie~ Oh man, you really know how to turn me on~"

Seeing how both of them were getting aroused, the only thing left to do in the silver-haired man's mind was to the dirty. 

"Well, maybe we funky with it~" Wheeler purred, before realizing that he can't get his cock or balls out. "Oh... I guess I can't fuck in this state... Hmm, how about a different way~" He stated before rocking forward and backwards, grinding his crotch against Ollie's. 

This seemed to work, since he heard the moans of his partner, as well as his own. He continued to do this for a bit. "Mmmth, Wheelie I... I'm gonna bust a nut~" Ollie moaned, starting to rock forward as well. He hadn't had sexual relief in 11 years, so he was going to cum earlier.   

Upon which he did, with a large amount of cum to spill to the floor. Moments later, Wheeler followed suit, cumming a smaller amount. "Oh my god that was... That was fantastic~! I never thought sex like this would be so thrilling~" The chief purred, nuzzling his boyfriend/best friend. "It truly was~"

The couple purred as they nuzzled away, they clearly missed each other dearly. Now they could stay together without worrying about being caught, now all Balloonmen were safe. As they laid back against each other, Ollie occasionally resting his chin on Wheeler's head as they slept. 

As the night went on, Duke returned to his own apartment with Snake, both with full bellies from their dinner date. "It's hard to believe so much has changed in just a couple days, tonight has been the best time of my life." The lieutenant purred, nuzzling up against his boyfriend. 

"It has been for me as well, the night is still young. How about a movie? I'll provide the turnovers." Snake cooed as they entered. "I never would have guessed I would find love as soon as I entered this new place to call home." 

Duke gave him a soft kiss, getting out the ingredients for their turnovers. "Could you teach me how to make them? I've tried to bake before and I think I ended up creating a new form of cement." He admitted. "I don't even know how to make a fried egg." 

"That so? Heh, I would be glad to teach you. Most of the recipes come from my Ma, all from word of mouth." Snake cooed. Strawberry stains covered the couple as they baked, but they didn't mind as the turnovers turned out just as good as before. "You're getting the hang of it, Lawman." 

"Aw thanks. All because of your help." Even without the strawberry jam on his face, Duke would be just as red from how much he was blushing. "I wonder if Wheeler and his boyfriend are having as much as we are." 

"I reckon they are." The couple snuggled closer together as they watched, slowly falling asleep into each other's arms. 

It was ten in the evening, the work shift was over for everyone. Including the mayor. "After everything you did during your reelection, your ratings have skyrocketed. We've been declared the safest city in the state! It wasn't easy, but you did it, Mr Mayor."

"Indeed, Madison. However, I was just doing my job and working." Mayor Fleck stated as he locked his office up. "Mayor Fleck, you did more than just doing your job, you saved an entire group of people from discrimination." Carol stated, walking with the mayor. "But that's my job as mayor. To protect the people of this city with laws." 

The woman paused before smiling softly. "Right, sir." 

As the adults and child walked home, a man walks passed. That man was Tippy Dorman. He mainly was just going to get Harl since he knew how Harl worked mentally. And even though it was 10 PM, Harl would still be working.  

He let himself into the Handyman's workshop, only to find Harl awake, surrounded by Powerade bottles. letting out a sigh, the doorman tapped Harl on the shoulder. "Huh? Oh, hey Tippy! What brings you here?" 

"Harl, it is 10 pm why aren't you in bed?" Tippy asked. "Oh? It's 10? I didn't even noticed!" The handyman stated as he stood up.  

"I guess I was so busy I didn't check the clock. What brings you here?" Harl had since stopped covering up his mark with concealer these days, he didn't like how it felt on his skin anyways. "Erm, please excuse the mess. It's been a while since I last had some time to clean up." 

Tippy stepped around some scattered bottles in order to make it to his boyfriend. "Well, my stepfather is in prison, I've been spending most of the day celebrating. Not much, I only stopped by to get a croissant and tea for myself." He replied. "I had a feeling you might have had a hand in it." 

"Huh? Oh yeah, I kinda crushed him under my bloated body. I think I broke a couple bones, uh, I hope you don't mind." Harl blushed, his belly was still a little bloated from stretching beyond his limit to deal with Fendrich. "Uh, and you don't mind me being a Balloonman, right?" 

"Oh Harl, we've been dating for years now. You know the only problem I have is when you don't sleep at a reasonable hour." Tippy chuckled, planting a kiss on the shorter man's forehead. "You're just as soft and cuddly as the day we met." 

The handyman blushed even harder, letting out a soft yawn. It was clear all the caffeine was starting to wear off, very soon he would drop like a fly. Luckily Tippy was stronger than he looked, he scooped Harl up in his arms before he could fall. "Let's get you home now, I'll cuddle you under the covers." He cooed, rocking the chubby man gently. 

Harl just purred in response, he was too exhausted to utter a word. "I don't think even Tread's reckless driving could wake you up, ah. You look so peaceful; I wish I could just savor this moment forever." 

Unfortunately, it didn't last long. Not for any serious reasons but Tread just so happened to pull up. "Oh yeah! Tread Octane is back from the grand prix! What did I miss?" 

"Eep!! Well, I was wondering where you've been for the past week." Tippy squeaked. "Um, mind giving us a lift home?"

"No problamo, just load Harl into the back and I'll get you home in no time." The racer stated. Tippy carefully placed Harl in the back seat, buckled him up, and sat beside him. He didn't want to sit in the passenger seat for the fear of launching through the windshield glass. "Alright, you ready to roll?" 

"Yes I think so-" 

Before Tippy could even finish speaking, Tread slammed on the gas, breaking the traffic laws as he zoomed around corners. "Jesus slow down!" Tippy exclaimed, gripping the seat in front of him for safety. But he didn't listen, he was in his on world. Soon enough, they made it to Tippy's place. "Alright, here you go. See ya tomorrow." Tread said. Tippy looked at Harl, who was still asleep somehow.  

"I guess he was that sleep deprived. Anyway, thank you Tread." The doorman stated before the getting out. Once he was out with Harl, the racer zoomed out of there.

"He really can sleep through anything." Tippy chuckled as he carried him inside. He immediately passed out beside his boyfriend, purring as they snuggled the night away together.