Sapphire Sapphics: first date (Patreon)

Vivian had heard of a coffee shop in the back alleys of her hometown that had the most amazing smoothies; however this was not the reason she sought out the wilder side café.  To most she looked  like an almost stereotypical butch lesbian, having her naturally black hair in an undercut ( with a tattoo of a flower wreath on her temple, wearing a red and black plaid shirt and long baggy jeans with a white top underneath.  She certainly wasn't shy when it came to putting creeps and dickheads into place and was often called a tomboy by those who knew her, often getting treated as one of the lads mte than anything.  However, the truth of the matter was that she had a huge soft spot for other girls. Something about them, especially cute nerdy ones, made her heart melt and turned her into a total pussycat. And this coffee shop was apparently owned by a cutie called Hazel. According to her friends, Hazel was single, and liked girls. Her plan was simple. Head in and get a smoothie and meet the pretty girl while trying to not be weird about it or making a fool of herself. Walking into the Wilder Side Café, Vivian took off her rayban style sunglasses and hooked them around her shirt. It subtly exposed just a little more of her cleavage, although Viv wasn't particularly well endowed in that department. Immediately her eyes locked on to the woman behind the counter. It had to be Hazel. Beautiful long brown hair tied back with an emerald ribbon. Large round glasses which made her softly freckled face even cuter. Vivian's sapphic little heart melted at the sight of her. She absolutely was her type. She had to play it cool. Thankfully with a little research she had found a secret menu item , one that Vivian hoped would make her seem a little cooler to her crush. Normally she found it easy to play things off. Nothing else phased her, letting her be a collected person in every other situation. Thankfully, she had mentally prepared a script. A suggestion of one of her shy friends who knew that Viv would absolutely lose her shit. Walking up to the counter, Hazel looked to Viv and smiled widely. That was when Vivian saw a small bi flag pin on the dark green apron that Hazel was wearing. Viv’s heart began pounding so loud it almost filled the whole coffeeshop like a drum. “H…hello!” Vivian said, her voice cracking as she desperately tried to say anything at all. Hazel giggled at her a little but not in the mocking way. More so a playful little reassurance. It certainly eased the tension in Viv’s body.  “Hey there.  What can I get you for today, cutie?” She asked. Viv had to fight every urge in her body to ask for her number immediately. Instead she managed to choke out with much strain. “I heard… I should order  the Wilder Side smoothie? I ..like smoothies and I heard it was good so I thought I'd try it out and I….” Viv over-explained, her chest heaving with each strained breath. There was a slight change in Hazel's demeanor. A smirk fighting at the corner of her mouth. To Viv, it was a sign she was making a good impression. She couldn't hide the soft blush on her cheeks anymore. “You want that? Sure. One rule though, customers have to drink the whole glass right here or it costs double. I can't have my secret recipe getting out now can we?  Secret menu items have gotta come with secret rules.” Hazel then tapped her cute button nose playfully, adding to the secrecy of the drink. “Sounds…fine by me. I wasn't planning on leaving anyway.” Viv blurted out awkwardly. Her mouth was running away from her as she felt more and more comfortable around the barrister. Her words made Hazel's smirk even wider. “Alright then. Why don't you go take a seat and I'll bring it over to you when it's ready?” she offered. With a frazzled little smile, Vivian staggered over to the nearest table and sat down. It took everything Vivian had to not watch Hazel the entire time she made her drink. She didn't even notice she was doing it at first, until Hazel made eye contact and gave a small slightly nervous smile. Vivian looked away shyly yet her eyes wandered. It was hard to stop looking at her, she was just so gorgeous. Vivian had to pull out her phone to distract herself. She began scrolling yet to her shame, all of her most recent tabs were occupied with her research into the location. Desperately she began trying to close all of them to make sure it was all hidden. While she had already made a total fool of herself, she clung desperately to maintain her cool image. Her hands where softly shaking from the nerves however. Quickly she began texting her friend , Janet, who had put her up to the whole thing. “Jans’, I can't handle it! This girls’ so pretty. I'm barely holding together.”“Cmon now Vv. I've seen you flirt with so many at the club. What's the matter?”“You don't understand! She's perfect.”“just take a deep breath. Did you order the wilder side smoothie?” Janet asked. “Yeah. Still no idea what its gonna be.”“Don't worry girl. I know you are going to love it. You didn't wear a belt through right?”Before Vivian could admit she had ignored that little advice for the sake of her cool  jeans, Hazel turned up holding a tall glass of a deep rich blue smoothie. The smell hit Vivian immediately. Blueberry. She could tell by the aroma that it was going to be sweet and tart and incredibly fresh. “Woah .That smells amazing. What's the recipe?” Vivian asked, her nerves calmed a little after talking to her friend. “Oh, I can't tell you that. It's a secret,” Hazel noted before leaning in close and whispering directly into Vivian's ear. “But maybe… you'll find out real soon,” she then backed up and began walking back behind her counter. Any amount of calm that Viv had achieved was , in one simple act of hushed tones, immediately and violently demolished. It took alot of Viv's strength to stop her hands from shaking. It was an unusual thing for her. From rollercoasters to horror movies nothing in her life had ever got Vivs heart pounding so hard. There was a level of fear building within her. The thought she would mess it all up and loose a chance with someone so perfect. She began to try drown the thoughts out by focusing on the smoothie so she began to drink. However with every nerves spike she drank faster. Within only a few moments the glass was empty and Viv was nervously sucking up air through the straw. She barely gaged the flavour as it traveled down her throat. However it did linger strongly. Exactly as sweet as it smelled. It was unbelievably fresh, reminding Viv of berries picked right off the bush.Between the flavour and her own flustered mind, Vivian didn't notice as the tips of her fingers began to shift colour, going from her normal light tan to a deep, vibrant sapphire blue. Hazel did, and it caused the smirk on her lips to finally break her usually kind demeanor into a sadistic one. She wanted with eager anticipation as the blue began leaking up Viv’s fingers, looking like a pen had exploded in her hand. A new spot appeared on Vivian's nose which only heightened Hazel's joy.  There was another forming on Vivs naval that slowly oozed over the rest of her belly, yet neither of the girls could see that. Not yet at least. Hazel's glee was stifled somewhat when she noticed that Viv hadn't. The girl was still entirely clueless about the blue colour spreading over her body as she was far too busy darting her eyes from Hazel to the wall whenever she thought she was looking too much. Hazel scoffed as the initial panic was so delicious, and knew she would have to come over and set it off. She quickly moved from behind the counter before sitting across from Vivian. Immediately Vivan began to panic. There was butterflies in her stomach, or at least there was quite the funny feeling. Her eyes didn't leave the soft brown eyes of the woman sitting in front of her. So smitten was she that she could recognize the deviousness hidden within. “Thought I'd come check on my new favourite customer, my my you drank that fast. Someone must have been so thirsty. Surely you must be feeling pretty full after gulping it down like that?” Hazel asked , toying with her a little before going for the kill.  “I ..uh…y..yeah i…well it's hot out today and  I walked quite far to get here.” Vivian stammered. “Oh? You really come out of you way? How come?” Hazel asked knowing full well. She could tell exactly what was going through Vivs mind. She choked back her smile as she watched a rich deep blue slowly snaking up her victims neck. Vivian began to panic as the whole reason she came was for Hazel. Her breathing deepened. That was when a reassuring hand came and grabbed hers off the glass. “Aww don't worry, I know. Do you think Janet would have sent you over without a little warning to me?” She asked, gently tracing her thumbs over the back of Vivian's hand to try to comfort her…and to try to draw her eye to her hands. Yet, the girl's eyes never left Hazel. The barista felt touched, never before had she felt such adoration. It almost made her regret what was about to happen although from what Janet said about Vivian's kinks, she was going to love this. “S…so… d..did you want to…maybe go on a date or something?” Vivian choked out, her mind and absolute mess of thoughts pulling her in all different directions. “Hmmm. Sure.  You do look quite cute in blue after all.” Hazel teased. Vivian immediately jumped to her feet, punching the air in celebration. Her heart fluttering as a wave of relief washed over her.That was when her mind tweaked what Hazel had said. Blue? She wasn't wearing blue. Her jeans where black, her shirt was white and her jacket was a red and black plaid. Immediately she was afraid she spilled smoothie down herself and had made a fool of herself, so quickly looked down to see if she had. While there was a moment of relief seeing her white shirt was still pristine, she then saw her hands. Near entirely a deep blue. Confusion filled her mind, as she looked from her blue hand to the barista still confidently sitting down, idley flicking the straw around inside Vivian's glass. “Janet may have slipped a few other things to me. Such as you having quite the blueberry fetish. I wouldn't have guessed a big strong girl like you would have been in to being so…adorably vulnerable as a big juicy piece of fruit but…here we are I suppose.” She admitted with a smug grin before standing up. While a foot or so shorter than Viv, Hazel looked oh so powerful as she stood right up to her. “Lucky you, I have that kink too and I just LOVE watching silly girls turn into blueberries for me. Be a good fruit…and start swelling for me.”Vivian's mind melted, her cheeks flushing a red that turned to purple as they where swallowed up in the blue that now covered every inch of skin. Even her black hair seemed to shift into a navy blue.  She couldn't construct a singular thought to speak. Everything in her mind was a soup of errant bits. Janet put her up to this? Is this actually happening or is it all some wonderful dream? Am I going to actually swell up? Does Hazel actually like me or was that part of the set up?. A sudden and loud gurgling burble coming from Vivian's stomach answered one of her questions at least. Looking down at herself, she saw her flat stomach begin to dome, filling her baggy shirt up. Immediately she looked back at Hazel in total disbelief. By the time she looked back, the next stage had begun. Large patches of juice began to appear on her clothes, staining them various shades of blue and purple matching her skin. She rested her hand on her stomach and felt how damp she now felt. The juice was oozing from the pores of her skin like sweat. It was every one of her fantasies realized. Hazel, not wanting to get juice on her own clothes, stripped off her dark brown apron and grassy green sweater revealing a chubby stomach tightly filling a tank top underneath before coming over and putting both of her delicate yet firm hands on Vivians swelling belly, pushing her own hand out of the way. “Look at you, growing so fast already. I can just tell you are going to be so big and ripe for me.” Hazel teased, only making Vivian's blush more intense. In only a matter of seconds, The juice had given Viv the belly of a heavily pregnant woman. She felt a strange cooling sensation spreading to her ass and thighs. Looking back she saw why as both began to thicken, filling her jeans fast. A moan escaped her lips as the fabric tightened around her pussy. Viv immediately held her hands to her mouth with enough haste you would have sworn she confessed murder. Even Hazel blushed seeing her blueberry grow, feeling such intense pleasure so fast. That was when both of them noticed the belt. Unlike the rest of Vivian's clothes, I'd didn't seem as willing to make way for the swelling berry flesh. Instead it pinched down on Vivian's midsection, giving her a mild hourglass shape that grew more drastic with each second. “I told Janet no belts! Did she not tell you?” Hazel asked as her hands quickly moved to the buckle. “I…ignored it. I thought she was just being weird! And …I wanted to look nice.” Viv admitted ashamedly never before having cared so much about her appearance. She winced as she felt her belly mounting pressure against the sturdy faux leather. “oh you big dope! I wouldn't have cared what you wear! I was waiting all week for you to finally come through my doors. You could have come in wearing pajamas and I still would've thought you looked cute!” Hazel pointed as she tried to pry the buckle open. Despite the panic that filled the both of them due to the belt, Vivan couldn't help but blush at the comment. “Y…you think I'm cute?” She stammered. “DUH? do you really think “I always need to plan-it” Janet would have sent you at some random barista?” Hazel asked, before leaving the belt to come up face to face(ish) with Vivian. “I think you are adorable dummy. Maybe next time listen to Janet's advice though. Your gonna have to pop that belt , I can't get it off.” she admitted. With that, the two began looking down at Vivian's belly. It had quickly swollen far beyond parody. Between that and her enlarged ass , hips and thighs, she had a massive pear shape only interrupted by the divot made by her belt. The material was straining more and more with each gallon of gut it tried to hold back. Both was so focused on the berry belly that neither noticed as Vivian's chest began to swell up. Thankfully Viv had worn quite a stretchy sports bra, so managed to swell without any obstacle. Another lucky break of Vivian's is that she hadn't worn her plaid shirt closed. The now purple and black shirt hugged loosely over her body, somewhat stuck to her juice soaked shirt and skin. It helped to have only one problem, even though it was getting more intense by the moment. The strong material was stretching reluctantly, with soft blue flesh bulging over it as her body determinedly pushed forward. “Would it be wrong for me to say I find your belt being barely able to hold together really hot?” Hazel asked , feeling a little guilty about enjoying what may be causing pain to Viv. “N…no. I… I think it's hot too …doesn't hurt too much. Feels like an overly tight hug.” Viv explained, wincing a little as she explained. Deciding to see how tight the belt has gotten, Hazel tried to put a finger between it and Viv however there wasn't a papers thickness of give, she couldn't even get her nails in. “Oh ..that suckers primed to snap. I'm gonna get behind something. Last thing we need is me getting knocked and leaving you alone like this. “ Hazel noted as she quickly walked behind her bar with her barely peeking over the edge to watch it unfold. The pressure mounted, the creaks grew louder and louder until…POP! The brassy buckle tore from the faux leather, launching across the room thankfully hitting nothing but the wall, with the rest of the belt flopping limpy to the ground. Now entirely unobstructed, Vivs belly showed off just how huge and round it becomes and it bulges out. She looked like she had swallowed a large yoga ball, with her thighs and ass taking that curve  down into a cute little pear shape. Her torso was also starting to join in, her back and lower chest bulging to complete the pear look. Hazel , now that it was safe, hurried back to her blueberry and began softly running her belly through the stretched shirt. “How are you feeling? That didn't hurt at all right? I feel bad I didn't notice you were wearing it sooner. “ She asked nervously. “I'm fine I'm fine …honestly now it's gone it feels…amazing. D..don't blame yourself for my belt. It's not like there's anything you could have done.” Viv comforted. Hazel looked to her with a wide deviously smug grin. “Oh trust me, I would have been able to get your belt off.” Making Vivian blush an ever brighter purple.Without the belt digging into her, Vivian's body seemed to kick it's juice production up a notch. Burbling groans from her gut grew louder and it began swelling faster than before. Little by little it pulled itself out from under Vivian's baggy “white” top, which had once been so big on her. Now her naval peaked through, a soft purple blush surrounding it almost beckoning Hazel's touch. Her fingers gently traced the growing window of skin , sending shivers down Viv’s spine causing her to whimper. Immediately Hazel looked up to her blue face lustfully. “Does that feel good my juicy little blueberry?” She asked teasingly.  “Y…yes…it feels so good.” Vivian stammered out shyly. Without the discomfort of her belt demanding her attention , Vivian was no longer able to keep to one thought for long. Her eyes kept running down over her body, looking at every curve of hers bulging with an unbelievable amount of juice yet they also kept focusing on Hazel. While her sweet smile had made Viv's heart melt, the slightly sadistic dominating smirk she had on now gripped her heart and mind so firmly she could barely get her words out. “P…please.. rub my be…” before she could finish her stammered words, her cheeks bulged up reducing her to muffled groans. Hazel moved in, gently pressing both hands into Vivian's belly. A huge strip of deep blue exposed now, letting her rub quite freely without hitting either shirt or pants. It made the berrygirl blush so bright it almost looked pink. “Aww, look at those big blue cheeks. Makes you look so cute and juicy.” Hazel teased. She reached one hand up and gently caressed one of the tennis ball sized cheeks. Viv moaned in response, she tried to move her juice - pudgy arms however the pressure had rendered them stiff reducing her efforts into meek flapping. Her legs where all the same, although those had been swallowed up to her knees by the growing orb that was the centre of her body. Hazel giggled as she gently pressed on Vivian's body. Barely a shove, but it was enough. There was so much weight begging to fall that breaking that delicate balance sent Vivian falling backwards. Her heart  sunk as she felt her grip on the floor, the one thing that felt secure in her wobbling groaning body, vanish in an instant. A muffled scream slipped through her lips as she fell, however the floor found her quick. Her rounded ass bounced as it hit the floor, sending a deep groan followed by heavy sloshes through the air. Vivian kicked her feet to try get them back on the floor but she couldn't. She was now entirely immobile. Entirely within Hazel's control. Viv's once green, now rich blue eyes began darting around trying to see what was going on. She watched as her shoulders began to push up, feeling them pressing against her chin  and shutting her mouth. Moans were even more muffled than before , barely a recognizable noise.  That was when from over the horizon of her own blue dome of a belly, Hazel appeared with a wide grin.  “Sorry my little berry, I had to quickly shift some tables to make sure you didn't crush them. Your getting pretty big pretty fast. Must have been how fast you drank the smoothie huh?” She suggested, before gently squeezing Vivans tits. Both had swollen massively, rivalling the size of watermelons ,leaking twin streams of rich juice that soaked Vivs already oversaturated shirt.  The slightest touch sent shivers of pleasure through the berry making her moan even more. As the berry kept swelling, a ripping began filling the air. The seams of her clothes were starting to fail. Her jeans first of all, but her plaid joined in so after. Both had stretched far more than they should, made more elastic by the juice that saturated them. “Hmm.  Maybe I should roll you to my stockroom. I have the feeling those clothes won't last much longer, and the only person who gets to see my big blueberry is me.” Hazel taunted. If she could speak, Vivian would have begged for it. Her whole adult life she would have done anything to be able to be rolled and now it was happening. She nodded her head as much as her swollen cheeks and chest would allow. Hazel giggled at her cute desperate display. “Aww. Someone's eager. I haven't even told you how I'm going to juice you yet …” she whispered. With one big push on Viv’s lower half, one hand dangerously and intentionally closed to her juice soaked crotch that made the berry blush. Then she felt it. Her massive balloon of a body rolling over the wooden floors leaving a trail of juice. Inside of her felt like a washing machine looked, swirling liquids coming and going everywhere all at once. It felt incredible. Everything she had ever dreamed of it being. Once she was fully on her back, Hazel moved and began pushing on her side. It was such a bizarre experience. Her weight shifted as it rested on her belly, then her hip, then her back, then her other hip all in one continuous curve all the while the world just spins around her. What made the feels more intense was the fact Viv was still swelling. Her clothing pulled more and more tightly on her body causing more tears along the seems, most embarrassingly of all was the crotch seam of her jeans exposing some juice saturated panties that clung so tightly to her body that there was nothing left to the imagination . Hazel had to contain her excitement at the sight, she knew soon she would get to enjoy it fully but had to act quick to save her shop from any “water” damage.  Each shove against Vivians body filled the room with a song of sloshes, moans and ripping seams. One big surge of juice and the plaid jacket which had once hung so loosely around Vivian's body was now pushed to its limits, tearing it off her body and flopping in a wet pile onto the floor.Thankfully for the two, the way to the back room was a double door. Even then, Vivian's bulbous size ment it was going to be a tight fit.  She made it halfway through, that was until her belly pressed into the top of the doorway. “Oh dear… I should have started rolling you sooner huh? Just such a greedy berry, you swelled up far faster than I expected.” Hazel noted with a nervous giggle. To Vivian it felt as if her belt had returned , but without the small amount of flexibility of the faux leather. She could feel her gut swelling either side of the doorway, all the while her head and hands began to sink away into divots, reducing what she could see to mostly her own juice pumped skin. The pressure was mounting as she pressed harder into the frame, especially as Hazel began to shove against her side quite hard trying to get her unstuck. Vivian was wedged, and it felt so humiliating in the best way. Ten minutes ago she could have done jumping jacks under the door frame and maybe just barely nudge it with her foot or the tips of her fingers. Now her body touched all four edges of the frame and was eagerly filling it towards the corners. She had become so massive, so impossibly inhumanly huge, in barely a matter of minutes. It felt like seconds ago she was just sitting there so tightly wrapped up in her crush she didn't even notice her skin turning blue. Hazel, worried that Vivian was going to get hurt, began pushing as hard as she could. Her fingers barely sank into Vivian's taut skin, staining her hands with juice as she pressed. “C'mon! Get through!” She yelled as she did. With a pop and a tip, Vivan finally squeezed through, although her shirt and jeans were not so lucky, ripped off by the frame as her almost naked berry body wobbled through. A loud moan echoed off the back rooms undecorated concrete walls, it was nothing more than a stockroom when Hazel purchased the stoor however she had  made one very essential modification. She installed a drain. To others she had explained it as an easier way to clean up spilled ingredients however only she and a small group of “enthusiasts” knew its true purpose as a juicing room. Hazel stepped through, looking at her blueberry sitting in the middle of it , hands and feets sinking deeply into divots and flapping helplessly. It made Hazel giggle before progressing into full blown laughter. She moved over to look at Vivians face. Her lips where forced into a cute pout by her swollen  cheeks, and her eyes where glazed with pleasure. It was hard for her to focus on anything as her mind was riddled with such an immense amount of sensation. The swelling was starting to slow as she reached her limits. The gurgles got quieter and the creaking slowed which revealed a soft constant muffed moaning that had previously been drowned out.  “Oh my, someones really enjoying themselves aren't they? We haven’t even got to the juicing yet.” she teased. Vivian blushed her brightest purple yet. This was everything she wanted and it was exactly as she dreamed. She felt so vulnerable and helpless in a way she never got to feel before. Hazel moved around and rolled Viv to her feet, or at least as close as possible ,leaving the berry in anticipation. She wasn't sure what was going to occur. Her mind flooded with images of Hazel ripping away her bra and panties and going to town on her body in a lustful barrage. However the next thing she knew, Hazel leant over her body and gently kissed Vivian on her slightly swollen lips. “You are so fucking pretty. Even before you was a blueberry…I wanted to kiss you and hold you so badly. Watching you turn blue …damn. Listen, I know this has been a lot…but I do really want to get to know you. I was thinking… after I get you juiced, I could make us some coffee and we could get to know each other?” She stammered. It was the first time Vivian saw Hazel be anything less than confident, if she had arms she would have wrapped them around her. The most she could do was give a little thumbs up and groan out a little murmur. “P…wease.” Hazel's eyes immediately lit up like fireworks before she leapt onto Vivain’s juicy body, hugging and kissing her with extreme excitement with so much force it caused her to wobble backwards, tilting Vivian onto her ass. Hazel hopped back to her feet and chuckled softly as she regained her dominant composure. “Hehe…well… thank you for that. Don't think I'm done playing with you though. There's only one good way to get the juice out of a berrygirl out of you.” She noted, sticking one finger in the extremely tight elastic of Vivian's panties. Hazel watched as her berries feet began kicking with eager excitement. One little tug and the fabric ripped away, exposing Viv’s purple pussy lustfully dripping with juice. Hazel's fingers delicately traced the soft taut skin surrounding Vivain's crotch, slowly getting closer. “You want to be juiced don't you my sweet little berry? I bet with all that horny energy building up in you , those juices are going to be so sweet. Hope you don’t mind but…I need a little taste.” she asked. She did wait a second , looking for any sign from Vivian. When she saw a blue thumb desperately trying to be visible behind the mounds of berry flesh, she smirked deviously.Hazel wasted no more time delicately rolling Vivan until her leaking pussy was at the perfect height. She began to delicately run her tongue around the berries pussy lips. The pleasure was immediate and sent shockwaves through Vivian's body. Especially as Hazel delicately grazes her clit, a small taste of what is to come. Vivian's moans grew louder and more impassioned with every masterful movement of her tongue. Each moan made Hazel more bold , sticking her tongue deeper then focusing more on the clit, building the pleasure up in an orgamsic crescendo. The taste was incredible, tasting almost like blueberry jam. It was so sweet and thick to the point it was borderline addicting. Hazel drank mouthful after mouthful of the stuff so greedily it dripped down her chin. Vivian felt something building within her. A bubbling , gurgling groan as the juice within her shifted around her. The pleasure was mounting. One soft suck on her clit was all it took to finish off the berry. Her loudest moan came out, followed by a humongous gush of juice. It didn't just come from her pussy, but her ass, her tits, even some from her mouth. It was leaking from everywhere and fast. Vivian was quickly shedding her size, her hands left the divots they had been hiding in and she quickly found herself able to speak. Unfortunately her thoughts as she did where nothing more than a mushy mess of all encompassing pleasure. “Fu..fuckk…H..hazel…i…Uhhh.” She stammered out between splurts of pulp. Hazel had to back up a step, firstly to admire her handiwork but also to gently nurse her stomach. She had drunk about a gallon of juice in all, leaving her own stomach a little bloated. Of course, that was nothing compared to the giant ball of produce before her.  It was a beautiful sight for Hazel. Watching the slim girl who had once entered her store slowly remerging from the thick layers of juice that had packed into every corner of her body. Once she was back down to a more Human size, with arms that could bend and a belly that could be seen over, Hazel laid down next to Vivian and began to hug her. Juice splashed over her tank top and soaked it, staining her skin underneath yet she didn't care. Hazel loved it as she felt Vivain's belly shrinking within her arms. She gently rubbed that gut to help push out the rest of the juice. As soon as she was able, Vivian put her own arms around Hazel pulling her in tightly. “T..thank you. This was everything I've ever dreamed of.” she mumbled out.“Trust me… I enjoyed that just as much as you did.” Hazel assured her. As the last bits of juice oozed out, the two took each other into passionate kisses, arms and legs wrapped around each other like ivy.  There the two laid as Vivian regained her breath and her mind. It was an hour later by the time the two sat down for coffee as planned. Hazel looked no worse for wear other than a few blue kisses on her neck as well as a bloated stomach from all the juice she swallowed.  Vivian on  the other hand was practically unrecognisable. Her skin, while having lost most of the blue pigmentation, still had a slight amount left. She looked less sapphire  and more ice blue. She had a fair amount of juice remaining in her body, hanging around her stomach and ass but most of all her chest which had gone from almost petit to almost headsized. Her old attire, which has all been ripped or stretched out of ever being wearable again, was replaced with an odd combination. A wet suit, which stopped her still purple sweat from staining anything, and a big baggy t-shirt and sweatpants combo to look a little more normal to any passerby. The two talked for hours, getting to know each other like they hadn't just turned Vivian into produce that morning. As the sun began to sink, the two had to go their separate ways although both made sure to share their phone numbers. As Vivian began her slightly shameful walk back home , her blue face telling a tale to any that knew of the kink, she thought to thank her friend who set it all up. “It was a pretty good first date. I can not wait to see her again…real soon.”.