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"Here at Squeaky and Co we always focus on creating the best and most durable pooltoys you have ever seen! We achieve this by using never before seen technology to pioneer how we manufacture our inflatable friends. Today we are giving out a free test sample to one of our shareholders to try. We are interested in your feedback and hope to hear from you soon!"

Kono the fox jumped as he saw this announcement. The company had given out a couple of samples in the past, but he could just never get his hands on any. However he felt especially hopeful this time as he filled out the form and submitted it in hopes of being the chosen one. What was the new toy going to be like? The company had experimented with extra squishy materials, toys that could inflate themselves automatically and even ones that could be transformed to lifeboats. Whatever the new invention was, it was surely going to be worth the wait.

In the meanwhile, the factory held the final meeting on the new project they simply called the Eversqueak. A slim, tall skunk set his laptop on the table, turned on the projector and called for the others' attention. With a quite polite cough, he started presenting his project in a charismatic, but gentle tone.

'So, as many of you may already know, I have been working on this project for the past two years, and I am happy to announce that it's done. My new pooltoy design, the Eversqueak is an inflatable that only needs to be inflated once; due to it's highly durable and air conserving build, which is made possible by the special vinyl, which is made through the process of long-term gas exposure. I have developed this gas myself, and it is actually quite easy to produce. It is a mixture of Hydrogen sulphide, Methanethiol and Dimethyl Sulphide."

The others stared at the screen professionally and approvingly nodding their heads. They didn't know a lick of chemistry, but if Dr. Skunkton came up with it, it can't be wrong. The presenter rambled on for a while about business plans and sales strategies, then finished up his speech.

"Gentlemen, the plans are clear, we are ready for manufacturing. The only thing I need at this point is your approval." After some cheering and clapping the idea was approved, and Skunkton was given the honor of creating and sending out the first prototype to the chosen tester himself.

The skunk locked himself into his workshop and started working right away. After looking through the available materials, he decided to create the first toy on the company's inflatable fox model. It was a long-bodied toy, four legs on the sides and a foxy head attached with a pointy muzzle. It wore a cunning grin, its sharp teeth poking out from the mouth at the side. It was one of the best works of the company designed by Skunkton himself, it balanced safely even on rough waters, and the attached handles on the side provided even more safety. The shiny and smooth vinyl had a strange texture, despite its smoothness it wasn't slippery at all. Instead, it rather slightly stuck to the skin of the rider, providing even more grip.

Finishing up the last touches on his work, Skunkton stood proudly over the deflated fox toy. He held himself to high standards, and this one checked every box. Only one thing was left, the new special gas treatment, the new big thing that was going to change the field forever. With a slight smirk, he opened the valve of the fox and pulled down his pants. His penis slightly twitched as it grew in size, and with a quick motion, the skunk pushed the valve up his hole.

He closed his eyes and pushed his bowels, and after a second or so of nothingness, the gas started filling up the toy. The idea of shipping his farts to a customer filled him with lust and pleasure, his face bright red. Oh the skunky smells they will have to endure after opening that valve! The fox grew and grew in size, its wrinkles smoothening, its ears and limps popping out. When the toy was just about filled to the brim, he took out the valve of his ass and plugged it shut. Was this going to get him fired? Maybe... He was too horny to think. The whole gas project was just an elaborate lie for him to send out a fart filled pooltoy to someone. It was the only thing his lusty and horny mind craved, and it was happening. He put his creation into a large box and sent it off for shipping. Then he waited.

Kono woke up to find a large package at his front door. He squealed excitedly as he ran out half naked, dragging the package in. It was the pooltoy, it had to be, he was finally chosen to be a tester after all these years! He impatiently teared up the box and pulled out the fully inflated toy. It was a bit strange, since they always ship in a deflated state to take up less space... He decided to read the note provided with the package to maybe find out more.

"Congratulations! For your loyalty and dedication to Squeaky and Co, you have been chosen to be the tester for our newest project, the Eversqueak. It is a pooltoy designed with a special material that gives it the extraordinary quality of never deflating! We shipped it to you pre-inflated, just to prove our point that even in harsh shipping conditions and the pressure changes of an airplane ride can't deflate it. It will stay inflated for as long as you please, but of course you can let the air out if you please, then refill it. The vinyl never loses this special quality, so you're free to do it as many times as you like. Squeaky and Co wishes you a great time with this toy, and thanks you for helping the business grow with your contr-" Blah blah blah, Kono already knew the important stuff. He tossed the packaging away and quickly took off his clothes to embrace his newest possession.

He jumped on top, enjoying as the flexible vinyl launched him up just slightly into the air. He wrapped his arms around the toy and pushed his nuzzle against its neck, taking a deep breath and licking it. The taste and smell of fresh vinyl was irresistable, he groaned and moaned as he rubbed his ever growing cock against the tight surface of his new companion, slimy from the precum that leaked on it. He grabbed onto the side handles and humped the toy passionately, moaning loudly.

After getting himself near the brink of orgasming, he stopped for a bit to catch his breath. There was still one thing left for him to do before coating his friend with his warm, tasty cum. He turned around to face the valve, located on the fox's butt. He had to taste the air, that was one of his favorite parts. He popped the valve right open and quickly put his lips around it. He inhaled deeply, filling every corner of his lungs.

Then he suddenly froze in his tracks. Something wasn't right. Instead of the usual rubbery taste, he felt a ruined, rotten one, a taste that felt like it could never be washed away. It seeped deep into his mouth tissue, it went up to his nose, it filled his body, and it was awful.

Upon processing what had just happened, he spit out the valve and coughed, trying to get rid of whatever was in his mouth. He put his hands up to his tongue, pathetically trying to scrub it all away. It wasn't working very well, and to make matters even worse the valve was still open and hissing, disposing the stinking gas into Kono's room. He reached to plug it back, but realized that in his excited hurry, he had accidentally torn off the cap from the valve. He went for the next best thing and tried plugging it up with his finger, but realizing that he was never going to scrub the smell off it, he jumped up and grabbed a plastic bag instead, plugging the hole in with that.

Catching his breath once again, Kono lied on the floor, still haunted by the stench of his new possession. He really only had to blame himself for taking the gas all in without smelling it first... But now he had to figure out a way to get rid of it. He couldn't let the gas out outside, the neighbors would smell it. He couldn't let it sit in his room because more would seep through. It was a weapon, a stinky chemical weapon right in his room, and if someone in the company heard of the stupid thing he'd just done, they would probably be laughing their ass off right now. Or they would be turned on... Who knows.