Aries, too dumbstruck to pull the hose from her muzzle, winds up getting quite a bit bigger, her clothes rending as she continues to expand...

If a certain captain were present, he'd have this to say...

Dear Aries you've lost your fight
But though you're huge you're also light
And lifted not unlike a kite
Until you hover in the night
You're clothing looks a shade too tight
But give it time and all is right
And although you've had quite a fright
Mayhaps consider this a slight
So full of air, perhaps with spite
Allow Ol'Squeaks to be contrite
As he was yer balloony wright
An as ye take to higher flight
He's wondering ifn ye jus might...

Well, boom, to be harshly upright

But course yer undivided right
To be intact, but the other option would bring the Capn' much delight...er...too!