As the first latex balloon expands slowly, forcibly, at her fingertips, so do Amy's wildest fantasies.

Amy, as the appointed BFF of the birthday girl, Charlotte, really has her work cut out for her. Only as Amy sets out- on the day of - to create the most memorable party atmosphere possible and to secure her reputation among their girlfriends as totally dependable and utterly capable, does she realize just how challenging a task as simple as blowing up some balloons can actually be.

As it turns out, there's not a single cylinder of helium available in the entire city. And Amy refuses to relinquish her singular goal, as party hostess, of turning her own home into a pink balloon paradise.

In her desperation and last-minute panic, Amy hardly questions the offer of a stranger to save the day by lending the specific equipment her balloon-filled fantasy requires, and so begins her own personal inflation adventures.

All her girlfriends know that Amy is susceptible to distraction. And she's never been one to heed the advice - even the adamant and obvious warning - of a perfect stranger.

As Amy, alone with a full cylinder of helium in the privacy of her home, first releases the invisible gas, finding its forceful flow controllable with her own fingertips, the seduction begins, and the inevitable influence of helium transform's Amy's life - and body - forever.