Mona flailed her now moderately useless arms. "This is hopeless... what am I going to do?"

She felt a soft thump on the back of her head. Slowly turning her head (and whole body around), her gaze met that of a bright red visor.

"My my.." Dr Crygor said, twisting his moustache. "What a curious weather balloon. It has all the features of a woman.. and one I seem to be familiar with..."

"Doctor Crygor! It's me, Mona!"

"Egad! And it speaks! What a curious balloon..." The doctor pinched one of Mona's cheeks, pulling it out slightly. "And an even curiouser material."

"That's my skin!"

"Hmm.. So it is. Wait.. Mona?!" Crygor flew back to get a good look at her. "My dear girl, what HAPPENED to you?!"

"I got... inflated, somehow. I need to get to the ground, do you have anything that might help?"

"Well, let's see what I have on hand." The doc rummaged around in a previously unseen pocket of his jumpsuit, and pulled out a small flask. "This liquid is quite dense, so it should be able to help you down." With that, he opened Mona's mouth, and poured it in.

"UGH! That was vile!" Mona made a face. "...What was that, anyhow?"

"Oh, some random potion." Crygor shrugged.

"SOME RANDOM POTION?! But what if it does something to me?!"

"Trust me, nothing more could happen to you from here."

The potion...