Blueberry Inflation Maxed Out (Patreon)

Riley had already gone way past her limit. She was nothing but one enormous, perfectly swollen blueberry now—her body a massive, taut sphere packed tight with thick, sweet juice. The blue tracksuit she’d worn on the tour was stretched to its breaking point, seams creaking softly with every tiny shift. Her arms and legs had vanished into the swell, leaving only her flushed face, feet and hands peeking out above the vast curve of her belly and chest. She was full and helpless in the dim juicing room, feeling the heavy, delicious pressure pressing outward from every direction.

She stared down at herself—or tried to—her blue eyes wide with quiet worry. “Okay… okay, that should be it,” she whispered, voice small and trembling. “I’m full. Really full. It has to stop now, right?”

Then she felt it.

A deep, warm surge rolled through her core, another thick wave of blueberry juice flooding in without warning. Riley’s breath caught sharply, her eyes snapping wide before slowly rolling back into her head. Her lips parted in a soft, helpless moan as the pleasure overwhelmed her—hot, heavy, and impossibly intense. The fresh rush stretched her even tighter, forcing her body rounder, fuller, heavier. Every inch of her tingled with that perfect, swollen fullness, the pressure building so sweetly that her toes curled and her whole form quivered in place.

She lost herself in it completely, drifting in the haze of being pumped bigger, the sensation so good it left her mind blissfully blank.

Slowly, the surge faded.

Riley blinked, her eyes rolling forward again as reality crept back in. She looked down over the even larger swell of her belly—now so huge it rose almost to her chin—and watched fresh trickles of juice seep from the straining fabric. Another faint gurgle echoed deep inside her, and she felt the pressure still rising, gentle but relentless.

“Oh no…” she breathed, voice barely above a whisper, laced with real worry now. “It’s… it’s not stopping. I’m still getting bigger.”

She tried to move, but her swollen body only wobbled softly, completely helpless. Her cheeks burned, her heart racing as she stared at her ever-expanding form.

“Please… when is this going to stop?”