The new year starts with a bang as Dentorr's studio becomes a playground for body expansion. The volunteer, a virgin to inflation, stands nervously as the first tube is attached to their breast. Air hisses in, their flesh stretching and molding to the invader. Next, their ass is targeted, the latex gloving each globe as it inflates, their cheeks clenching instinctively. The final stage is their belly, the air pushing against their skin, their body a living, breathing masterpiece of desire. They're a human balloon, ready to burst with ecstasy as the clock strikes twelve.