Chapter 1: Chapter 1
It had all begun when Aussiebiboy was 18 - he found his love of water-filled inflatables while experimenting with hot water bottles and camelbak hydration packs. He already had an obsession over waterbeds, which started at age 6 while visiting relatives. He wasn’t allowed to have his own waterbed until much later in life.
It wasn’t long before he started filling cheap inflatable pool toys with water and having fun, dry-humping them, laying on them in bed. They were much more comfortable than the inner-spring or foam mattresses his parents kept buying… such a waste of money those mattresses.
While experimenting with his water-filled inflatables, he found the back problems he was having with the mattresses his parents kept getting him were relieved. This fuelled his obsession more, until he finally bought his own waterbed at age 23. This was one of the best decisions he ever made, and has had minimal issues since. This didn’t stop the infatuation over inflatables, both air-filled and water-filled - it fuelled it even more, to the point he now has multiple spare waterbed bladders, 6 inflatable dolls, 2 intex whales, 2 modded Fuuzen blimp whales, 2 inflatable planes, and various other inflatables.
Aussiebiboy is a big fan of water-filled inflatables, he loves the way they feel. He loves the way they look, shiny and silky smooth against his skin. He adores the way they move, rising and falling with his breathing, pulsing with his heartbeat. His collection of water-filled inflatables is growing by the day. Now he spends a lot of time in his room, looking at his collection, playing with them, and planning what he’s going to do with them.
One day, while browsing through his collection, he came across a water-filled inflatable doll. "What the heck?" he thought, and pulled it out of his collection. It was a little bigger than his usual, but he loved it. He filled it with water, and it was just right. He played with it for what seemed like hours, humping, grinding, ejaculating in it and on it, enjoying it until he fell asleep with it in his arms.
The next morning, he woke up with a smile on his face, and his new water-filled inflatable doll lying next to him. He had a great time with it last night, he thought, and decided to do it again today.
Today he was going to fill it with hot water, and see if he could make it even more satisfying. He turned on the faucet, and watched as the water poured out, filling his new toy. "This is going to be great," he thought, and proceeded to fill the doll with as much hot water as possible without spilling. As the water cooled, he added more and more, until it was just right.
He let it sit for a few minutes, watching the bubbles rise and fall with his breathing, before pumping the remaining space in the inflatable full of air. It was then that he felt the tingle, the little shock that made his knees weak. It was electric, just like the first time, and he wondered what was going on. Was there some sort of chemical reaction? Or was it just the way water-filled inflatables reacted to his body? He was going to find out.
He pumped it up and down, watching the water ripple and the bubbles grow, feeling the little shocks every time. "This is amazing, I never knew water in inflatables could be so electrifying," he thought. He was definitely going to enjoy his new toy. He continued to play with it, pumping it up and down, side to side, humping it, until he felt another little shock.
"Oh my God, it’s happening again," he thought, and stopped playing with it. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and waited for the next one. It didn’t take long before he felt the little shock, and opened his eyes to see the man-made waves rising and falling with his breathing, his eyes closed once more as he waited for the next one. When it came, he was ready for it, and it was just what he needed. He opened his eyes, and pumped it up and down, side to side, until the little shocks became a strong jolt, and his body started shaking all over. He kept doing this, and before he knew it, he was having a strong orgasm, his third in as many days.
He had a great time with his new toy, and decided he was going to have a great time with all his toys. He couldn’t believe it, it was just what he needed, and it happened every time. He kept going, and going, and when he had enough, he stopped, took a deep breath, and started all over again. It was like a drug, and he was hooked. He wanted more, and kept going back for more.
He filled his room with his new toys, and spent a lot of time in there, looking at them, playing with them. He was fascinated by the man-made waves, and how they kept him coming back for more.