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Blueberry Inflation
Blueberry Inflation
If the title didn’t give it away this story contains inflation and popping, so if you don’t like don’t read
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“Ok, ok don’t worry” Heather said in her soothing voice,
“Don’t worry? We have a big problem here, Heather!” Her Boss shouted, “Your obviously not fit for this kind of work at the moment I understand Go home and rest!”
Heather obeyed, of course she was that kind of person she did what she was told when she was told.
Besides maybe the boss was right for once.
She felt weird on her way back home she never had days off, But in a way she was excite
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Blueberry flavored Water
Amy walked into the seven eleven sweat from her chocolate brown hair dripping on the tiled floor. She had been biking all day, getting ready for the annual triathlon coming up soon. The shop clerk couldn't help but stare. She was beautiful, with her sky blue eyes, decent sized breasts, and her long hair brown hair that fell down her back. She was only wearing gray sweatpants and a matching shirt, but that didn't deteriorate the clerks staring. Amy walked casually to the drink isle not wanting to put on gain all the calories she had burned with one slurpee. She walked up and down the ailse looking for something exotic when something got her ey
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Blueberry Bloom
Hiya! This is my first time writing blueberry content sooo.... feedback would be nice :) Tw: obv blueberry inflation, weight gain, ect Enjoy! --‐-----------------------‐---------------------------- Blueberry Bloom "After Violet won the factory tour, she implemented a few products and changes to the Wonka brand. After her experience being turned into a blueberry and being juiced, she had to share it with the rest of the world. The fetish community and those more vanilla ran to clear the shop shelves as Miss Beauregarde introduced "the forever flowing meal: Blueberry Bloom". As seen in her demonstrations, this gum does in fact blow you up into a blueberry." I turned off the video and looked at the packet in my hand. Am I really going to do this? All my younger years I dreamed of this fantasy becoming a reality but I never thought they'd sell it. It's barely been on the shelves, is it safe? Everyone will know I've done it when it leaves the blue tinted blush on my face after. Who knows? Screw it. I've always wanted to do this. I breathe a shaky sigh and unwrap the little piece of mischief. Just from looking at it I get that blushing feeling like I'm talking to a celebrity crush. It's a long strip of gum, rather plain looking considering what it can do. I smell the strip like a fine cigar, savouring the moment before my life changes forever. Then slowly, I unwind the strip of gum into my mouth, bending it up and down to the curve of my tongue. I look at myself in the mirror, brushing my handing down my grey nylon top that hugs my midsized curves. Pulling on my shorts I wait for the flavours to kick in as I chew. "Tomato soup" I moan to myself as I continue to chew. It's such a bizarre experience! I can feel a hot, thick, creamy liquid slide down my throat without swallow. I just have to chew. It's already quite filling, I look at my stomach in the mirror, seeing my flatish stomach slowly fill with the creamy fluid. It pokes out slightly, pressing against the top button of my shorts. I chew faster. I want my belly to grow, it couldn't come sooner. I cup the underside of my small tummy and rub it. The feeling of the warm liquid filling me up sends a tingle to my lower region. The very thought of becoming a round, helpless orb drives me wild. I moan and the slight food baby forms. The next course is coming. I smile. I know exactly what is coming. Roast beef and buttery, crispy potatoes fill my taste buds. It's the most eloquent meal I have ever tasted. The sensation of gravy trickles down my throat. The swelling has sped up slightly as the food is getting more filling. Creamy mash potato fills my stomach, I can see the tension pulling on my shorts and I begin to have a roundness filling my middle. The pudge on my belly hangs over the shorts, battling the denim; hankering to burst. As I feel the beef joint filling me more, chunk after chunk; I feel my nipples tingle. My breasts ache as they begin to grown to, more cleavage hanging out of my top as they squish together. All the while my thighs fill with fat, my bottom increasing in size slightly. I notice my cheeks filling out too as I keep chewing. I could stop chewing whenever I like but why would I do that? Pop! The top button of my shorts lands on the floor with a clink. My belly falls out of the denim as the zip shoots down and my belly's full roundness can be explored. I still chew as the fat drips down my tongue and goes straight to my belly. I rub it again and moan. I gasp and wobble back, adjusting to my form as my belly gurgles filling more. I grip on the top of my dressing table as my torso cascades outwards. I hear it churning and gurgles. It sounds like the deep burbling of the ocean depths. I stand straight again and view my form. My hips are wider, my breasts are bigger, my butt is larger and rounder but most significantly. My belly is round and extends past my heavy breast. Low set but large. Like a woman who's seven months due. I wiggle my hips to see the slightly giggle of my belly and smile to myself. My top is taught and is just start to creep up. The meaty, buttery flavour fades. I blush. Here it comes. My plump thigh instinctively squeezed together holding my tingling, sensual excitement. Blueberry. Exactly Blueberry pie and vanilla ice cream. I let out a breathy moan as I released the tension I was holding. This is it. I could taste each granule of sugar along the sweet and flakey crust, the warmth of the crust sliding to my stomach, the warmth filling my core as cool, refreshing ice cream followed; tickling as it went down. And then, Blueberry. Its' sweet, plump berries rode down my throat as the juices from the pie filled my mouth and right to my core. I closed my eyes and took a breath, savouring the first moment of magical blueberry. As I opened my eyes I saw it. I saw in my reflection the violet hues on the tip of my nose. I clenched. I felt my stomach shift again, the sensation of slowly filling up on the first two courses was like stuffing over an evening, but this was a completely different feeling all together. As the deep blue spread over my cheeks, I saw my middle widen and expand, my skin grew tight and once where it was soft and giggly: it was taught and tight: filling all spaces with juice. The softness of my belly, hiding my belly button faded as it quickly grew and tightened to show my navel. Blue spread from my face and stomach, painting my body with that juicy blue pigment. I gripped my stomach with both hands as it quickly blew up to look like I was pregnant with twin, the overall roundness and tightness being so obvious. My shirt slid up and stretched with my body, just covering my button. My entire body was blue. I looked in my reflection shocked, trying to find space in my bedroom before I became immobile. I already felt so heavy. The wire in my bra creeked as my breasts continued to grow. My nipples tingled and a warmth that grew across like a blush spread across my chest. The feeling of inflation felt almost overstimulating. The tightness of my skin and belly went straight to my pearl, like it was at the gum's command. I watched in awe at my reflection as my hips continued to widen, with my belly getting bigger and rounder with each drop of juice that filled me. My butt weighed me down and evened out my balance, holding all this juice. My belly button went shallower, as my stomach grew even more taught, my shirt riding over my button and just below my breasts. I looked heavily pregnant with triplets, rounder still. Then suddenly, the denim lost the battle with my body. On both side the fabric ripped as my hips and thighs grew wider. The bottom third of my sight was taken up by my body. I felt my arms expand too, juice filling and hanging over my elbow. I shuffled with a huff to see myself at an angle, my belly slowly but continuously gorging outwards. My top was now a bralette as my sleeves ripped off my hammy arms. My belly grew still, heavy and noisy as the juice could be heard finding every bit of flesh it could stretch into. I tried to cup the bottom of my stomach but it was too large now. If I stretched to reach around it my fingertips just reached past my navel on each side. I huffed again, adjusting my stance. Realising I didn't consider how heavy my blue body would be. I stood in awe as I lost sight of my vagina. My belly overshadowed and grew past it. I wobbled as my hips grew much wider, adapting to my humongous belly. My belly now stood out from my body even more like a large yoga ball I was attached to. I pressed down on my stomach as it still continued to grow, with barely any give. I savoured the blueberry pie and wondered, 'should I stop chewing?'. No. I want to become a blueberry and have the full experience, and this is only the beginning. Before I knew it, I toppled forwards slightly, as my butt started to catch up with the rest of my body, my belly slowed slightly as my hips and bottom grew. The bubbling of my thighs and bottom was exuberant. The bubbling sent waves to my vagina like a magic wand and I pulled my head back in a stretch, moaning and holding my belly as the mobility in my arms decreased. I could just about reach my belly with my giant breasts stopping my movement. I could no longer see my growth in the mirror, but the feeling told me exactly what was happening. I felt a burning along my back and realised my bra was still holding on. I took a deep breath and chewed fast. With that, the clasp snapped and the shirt pulled even tighter, pulling and digging into my breasts till finally the sound of fabric ripping hummed through my ears. My breaths barely moved as they were so full of juice, they didn't need the support. I could feel my belly somehow getting even larger. It was the strangest sensation as my belly and thighs began to join together, showing my front as one big ball. My navel must have lowered to my knees by now. I felt my stomach hovering just above the ground and now touching my dressing table two meters in front of me. My butt swelled, I could feel it raising higher as my cheeks graised my elbows on either side. My chin touched to my chest as my neck disappeared. It was going to be the last time I resembled a human, before I turned completely circular. I moved my arms as mobility subsided, my arms disappearing into my sides. Relief washed over me as my stomach touch the ground, the weight of the juice being releaved ever so slightly. I felt my vagina scrape the floor as it grew and joined the orb as my legs practically disappeared. Warmth rushed to my back as juice began to fill my back from rolls of juicy fat to a roundness to balance out my globe of a belly. I sat on my bedroom floor, my feet not touching the ground from joining the Berry shape. My pussy ached with ecstasy as the slow teasing of the form continued over the evening. My breathing increased, squeazing my eyes shut as a wave of ecstatic relief washed over me. A blue cream seeped out my hole. Cum lay spread all over my bottom half. I couldn't care at this point, I couldn't even move. Only grow. I tried to move my head as a new sensation started in my humongous breasts. Deep blue liquid trickled down as I began to leak juice ever so slightly. My vagina also began to seep as I moaned again, riding the blueberry high. My head inching closer towards the ceiling as I grew rounder and rounder, my belly pressed to the furniture in my room. I yelped as I fell forwards, the weight becoming too much as I landed on my taught round belly. My juice filled body wobbling as I stopped. I was completely circular at the point. Just a blue ball of pleasure with two smaller Blueberry boobs and a head on top. I moaned, feeling the juice rush around my body, looking for space. I grew lethargic, my head resting on my deep violet skin. My juices seeping out as I filled the room completely. I stopped chewing, admiring the transformation that happened. I closed my eyes and relaxed, sleepy in my new form. My eyelids grew heavier as my juicy body settled into my surroundings until… Gulp. My eyes shot open. I guess it isn't over.
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WARNING THIS STORY CONTAINS: Blueberry girl expansion and sexual content.
Betsy returns to the farm with a guest for one of my more underused types of expansions. Enjoy!
Betsy returns to the farm with a guest for one of my more underused types of expansions. Enjoy!
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