They may look innocent, but beware. These swollen creatures have come from another planet to mate with our precious women. 
They need to repopulate their own aging world where the air is so thin that their natural females keep floating up into the atmosphere and exploding.
They wrap their reproductive apparatus around our heads, suck out our brains and impregnate them. They can't always tell the difference between our women and male members of the democratic party - which just might save us.
A budding romance begins. Notice that when not in rut, their reproductive apparati hang upside down in a bland non-threatening position under their chins.
Once the vulgar unit engorges with alien hormones though, no decent earth women can defend her purity.
The hideous result - a human/balloon-creature hybrid is conceived.
Here a Balloon Cretin clutches the first brain baby produced by the combination of their own unstable gaseous seed and the heavy sturdier eggs of our inner boned females.
A U.S. intelligence officer has apprehended one of the fiends and is escorting him to the vivisection chamber - a highly pressurised laboratory at the bottom of the Indian Ocean.
As part of the experiment, our agent stimulates the creatures, causing them to assume their ungodly copulatory positions. His brain has been lathered with a special contraceptive emulsive made from bacon grease and Knox Gelatin to protect him from the vile purpose of these lewd scoundrels.
The most brilliant biologists on earth are even now groping the monstrous organs in order to find a way to foil the gruesome invaders.
To be continued...
P.S. Lock your women up while there is still time...
