The Abandoned Factory (Patreon)

The tale across town was that you should never enter the abandoned sweet factory on the top of the hill. The place was shut down after a tour went wrong, ten people went in and never came out. It didn't shut down immediately, but when people started to spread rumours that the people were turned to candy no one was buying the brand. As the factory shut down, even more rumour’s spread around that the owner had gone murderously mad. She had always been eccentric... It wasn't a big leap in logic.

And Charlie was going to get to the bottom of it. She had been the maker of a small group of urban explorers, they would all get together and explore abandoned locations across the state. At one point, Michelle (one of the five in the group) had suggested that we record it. Vernon loved the idea and, of course, demanded to be the star. I argued with him, I was prettier, but he was the one funding the club and had bought the camera and threatened to take both otherwise.

Charlie folded and Mags was sort of in different. I was put to the side, made to be Vernon's co-host of sorts. Which meant that I had to be the clueless one. Despite my own interest I was never allowed to read up on local myth. Every single time I was the clueless one making me look like an idiot in every one of our videos. I wouldn't let that spoilt brat get one over on me again.

The five of us stood at the door and we all looked at it nervously. No one dared to go in before us, and we could see why. Rusted gates which where once gilded led to the factory's main entrance. Vernon stood at the front and rattled off the story of the place. But I blanked it out. It was all stuff if heard before. Try as I might, no one in this town didn't know the story of the Wonka factory. Ten missing people, all presumed dead. Yadda yadda... Seeing Vernon say it with such smugness as if it's some rare knowledge only made me hate him more.

"Oh... Wow that's... That's horrible." I say, giving a half-hearted performance I’ll admit, which got me a glare from Vernon especially. "I wonder what we will find inside." I add, with a little more conviction to get them off my case. I'd only joined this club to come here, if it wasn't for this factory, I'd have left these losers in the dust. Well ... Maybe not Charlie. She was cute. And sweet... I liked her that's for sure. Mags was a fat dork; Michelle never did anything that didn't have a screen and Vernon... I hated him.

He pushed through the gates with a bit of flare before leading us through the small brick path down to the entrance. Already...I had this weird feeling. I couldn't quite explain it, but I felt like I was being watched. I felt uncomfortable, adjusting my white yoga pants and track jacket. I did my best to look as sexy as possible but now I just felt like I was a show. But...I assumed that it was just some nerves about being recorded. We had done it a few times, but I knew this would be our biggest yet. The Wonka brand was internationally famous after all.

It was hallways for a while, nothing to Interesting. Vernon hammed up every moment of it, making a screen of every single thing he found. Footprints. Dust... A few errant candy wrappers not cleaned up. I did my best to be mystified at every single one. Although, mid-sentence he stopped in his tracks. "What is that... Terrible stink?"

"What are you...oh god that's fowl!" I say as I smell it too.

"Smells like... Rot." Mags told us. And she was right. It was that nasty smell of spoiled food. And a whole lot of it.

Charlie sighed." Well, let's carry on. We have delt with worse than bad smells before. If it gets too bad, we can always turn back. It's not an issue." Despite gagging herself, Michelle nodded along as did mags with some reservation. I was about to agree when Vernon stamped his foot. "No! I can't perform in these kinds of conditions. We should get away from this stink."

"There’s no other doors in this hallway you prat! We have to go to that stink." I shout in return before spotting an opportunity. "If you don't think you can handle it, I can take the lead."

"Don't you dare! I can do it. You stay in your role Vi!" He shouted at my, his cheeks beat red before he turned and ran to the door and pushed through it. The smell IMMEDIATELY got worse, and we all could see why.

A large room held ahead of us, and it was filled with spoiled sweets. We all began into it, desperate to get through it quickly. Everything was made out of food...once. but now it was all rotten and disgusting. We looked around for an exit. I saw a large tunnel in the distance and began to run towards it but before I could make it Charlie grabbed my shoulder.

Just ahead of me was a small drop. Below me was a weirdly flat brown path. The others slowed and saw that it too. Mags spoke out. "Is that... Chocolate?" She asked before lowering her hand down to touch it. " It is! This place is so ... Weird..."

"Carful...this whole thing kinda looks like a river... We don't know if it's gonna be safe."

I wanted to show off and be on the camera more, so I stepped down onto the chocolate. " It's safe...it feels thick." I say, jumping to show my point. " Let's go deeper...we can try find more!" I say, managing to get excited despite my disgust. The others followed but as their feet touched the chocolate, a sound filled the room.

A haunting mechanic click followed by a hum. This...heat began to build up, making me sweat. Mags was near immediately drenched. Charlie's eyes went wide as she realized. "The chocolate...it's going to melt. We need to go now!" She shouted before running into the tunnel. We all followed behind, and she was right. I could feel the chocolate getting softer under my shoes.

We ran into the dark tunnel, and I felt the ground give out beneath me. I drop suddenly, falling. No sliding. My back against the ground. It was so dark I couldn't see. Only feeling myself falling. I looked around desperately, but I couldn't see anything but darkness. I let out a scream in fear, and I heard the others screaming too. "I can't die like this!" I heard Vernon shout. I begged to God, don't let that be the last thing I hear.

Then, within an instant it was light again. I was on my back looking up to some flickering lights above me. Getting up I could see that everyone was next to me. Vernon was getting up already, whining already " what kind of crazy ... " Although his sentence was cut off as the chocolate let out a loud crack under us.

"Quick. Get to solid land!" Charlie commanded as she began to slowly move. " Go slow but steady." Ignoring her Immediately, Vernon began to run over to a small dock. Michelle did the same out of desperation. I wasn't going to be left in the dust, I ran too. All of us made it but the chocolate was cracking. Warm liquid chocolate began to seep through. Charlie managed to get to the docks, and I help her up.

We all looked to mags who was inching her way over. As the heaviest of the group, she did have the most reason to be worried. Charlie extended her hand and as Michelle was more occupied with recording it all and Vernon was being... Vernon, I reach over too trying my best to save her. Mags reached out with her hands but before we could take them, she dropped through the solid chocolate and fell into the stream.

Within an instant she was gone, I could see any sign of her. Not even hear her. Charlie was about to jump after her, but I grabbed her. " We can't do anything for her! The currents got her... We shall just have to try find ... Try find her downstream...." I tell her fearfully. Charlie let a tear run down her cheek before turning. "Let's get moving. Mags might need us.".

We walked into the next room, the mood sombre. It was clear Charlie was terrified at what happened to Mags... Hell I felt bad for her. However, Vernon didn't give a care for anything but himself. He ran over and looked to a large machine and gawked at it. "All of this... So bizarre. I just... I wonder what it's for." He mumbles.

As he spoke, a machine in the distance began to fire up and once more I was hit with this unshakeable feeling I was being watched. However, I headed over the machine regardless. If only to make sure I was still in the camera. In fact, I made sure to stand at the end of the machine as it presented its product. A thin strip of gum directly in front of me. I take it and hold it to the camera. " Gum... It smells... Weird." I note as I bring it under my nose.

"It's probably expired, you should put it away." Charlie notes

"No no it doesn't smell off... It more so smells like... Three different things. Tomato soup ... Roast beef...and ... Blueberry pie? The smell...comes in waves it’s so weird." I say in growing amazement as I look over the pink strip, specked with blue. Vernon reached over, going to take it for himself so I quickly shoved the stick into my mouth. "You’re not taking this from me! This is my moment, Vernon!"

"I wasn't going to eat it! I was going to throw it away to stop you eating it! You’re gonna get food poisoning." He shouted at me in return, but I didn't care one bit. All eyes were on me for once. The flavour hit my tongue and let out a little excited yelp. "It's... amazing. It's... Warm tomato soup. It actually feels like it's going down throat! It's creamy... And it's delicious and fresh." I say excitedly chewing away at the gum.

"Maybe. maybe Vernon's right. You could get sick. We need to go find Mags anyway. Just spit it out and we can go." Charlie suggested but I blew her off. The taste was so Intense, it felt like spoonsful of hot tomato soup was being poured into my mouth. I swallowed every trip in ecstasy. It didn't matter what he said, I could see Vernon seething that he wasn't the one with the attention.

I smile widely as I feel the soup slowly stopping, a new flavour replacing it." It's... Actually changing. it’s. roast beef... It even feels like I'm chewing meat. it's delicious! And... Baked potato! It's all so good and tasty. This is so amazing!" I shouted. I wanted the attention that was supposed to be mine all this time. The others watched with. Nothing they could do, but Michelle let out a little laugh. "Oh, sounds good. What's for dessert?" She asked.

"Dessert... Here it comes... Blueberry pie and ice cream. Hey...that's three for three, I was right! It's the most perfect pie... Flaky crust... Juicy berries. It's delicious!" I shout with excitement. However, looking into everyone's eyes I only saw horror. Well, not in Vernon. He was smiling. " Hey vi, looking a little blue. You are doing, okay?"

Charlie immediately looked to him and slapped him up the head. " What is wrong with you? Vi... You should spit out that gum, your nose is... Blue." She said before taking the camera and flipping the viewing screen so I could see myself. I look at it in confusion before seeing the blue spot. I reach my hand up and try to wipe it away. I was surprised when it felt slightly slick, I look at my hand and see that it was covered in blue liquid. "What...the fuck?" I shout fearfully.

The dark blue was spreading out. Over my face. It travelled in veins, streaking out to my cheeks and gradually becoming a solid blue. I took the gum out of my mouth, but it didn't stop the colour spreading. I couldn't stop it. “. guys... Please help me...I feel really weird."

"Just... Try to stay calm Vi... We are gonna ... Help you. somehow." Charlie told me, but I could hear it in her voice, she had no idea how to do that either. All we could do is watch as the blue took my entire face. I pulled my jacket away and looked at my chest as the dark veins sprawled over it. "Stay calm? STAY CALM?! I’m turning fucking blue!" I shout furiously, panicking. She comes over and takes my hands, holding them gently. " It's just colour...your gonna be okay. It's probably temporary...or something."

A voice called out from the darkness. "Oh no. It's quite permanent I'll think you'll find. And this is only the beginning. I would apologize... But you did break into my factory. I find it hard to care." It was a female voice, and she stepped out. It was Wonka. She wore a dishevelled suit waist coast. I looked to her terrified. "What do...you mean?"

"Oh, you will figure it ours. As for the rest of you. I'd start running. The oompa loompas will be trying to get you too. I’d start running before they get you. They already have your other friend." She warned them casually. Vernon immediately turned and ran, not wanting to waste a second. Michelle followed behind, taking my only way to see myself with her. Charlie, much more resolved stood by "I'm not leaving my friend!"

Wonka sighed "miss... In five minutes, your friend here won't be able to walk. You should run before you can't anymore. I'll do what I can for this girl." Which made me look to her in total confusion and fear. "Wait what?! What do you mean 'not able to walk?" I ask with a shiver in my voice. Only growing more fearful as Charlie turned and, with one last look back, ran for the shadows.

Wonka came over to me and grabbed my jacket and began to take it off. " We need to get rid of this... The zippers a danger now..." She noted. However, I shoved her hard away from me. " Don't you touch me!" I shout as I do. Wonka stood there and sighed. "Your fully blue now... You don't have much time before...." Her sentence was cut off by my belly letting out this loud, sickening rumble.

I looked down to it and saw my white tracksuit develop little spots of dark blue. I touch it and the spot grows. I realized it's being soaked through with the same blue liquid I'd felt my skin leak. "What... What is this?" I ask, watching my clothes become completely blue. I hated how it matched the new tone of my skin near perfectly.

"Blueberry juice my dear. And unfortunately, only the start of it. I could never get it right... And these days I never will. I really am so sorry." Wonka told me before she backed away, stepping behind a machine leaving me alone. Before I could follow her, I'm stopped by a terrible bloated feeling suddenly taking my stomach.

I almost didn't believe it when I felt my fingers being spread out. I looked down and saw my belly... Getting bigger. I thought it was a trick of the eye first, but I could see it, I could feel it... The intense bloating of my stomach was getting worse and worse. "What...the fuck?" I shout fearfully. My panic only grows worse as I hear a weird noise from my gut. It sounded like sloshing... Like I was filling with water... No hot water. Juice. Blueberry juice, like the crazed confectioner had said.

"Please... Stop this... I'm sorry!" I beg to Wonka desperately. But I couldn't even see her anymore. My belly didn't stop growing, my yoga pants waist band slipping down a little and my jacket pushing up a little, exposing a bulging strip of slick blue skin. I quickly take off the jacket Wonka had tried to take off and I threw it away from me, paranoid at the danger she warned about. I already felt fuller than I ever had.

My belly kept growing despite my panic. I began to groan out in pain as I felt my stomach reach its limits. Just as it felt like I was about to explode, my belly let out horrific squelch. The tightness went but... Something didn't feel right. It made me want to vomit yet I also felt unable. I gave my belly a small poke, and the juice felt freer. "What...what’s happening to me?"

"Your ... Organs are breaking down. The juice is changing you at the genetic level. You’re becoming a blueberry..." Wonka noted, watching from behind the machine. "Trust me... It might see bad, but it was that or you'd near immediately explode with the amount of juice in you. This way you get to live."

This made my eyes go wide, I look down to my blue belly as it pushes past my clothes more and more. I gently poke it, and it makes me cry out. It was soft and fleshy. Like some fruit. " Oh god no! Please stop this... I'm not a blueberry! I can't be a blueberry!" Tears ran down my cheek, but I only grew more distressed when I saw it was blueberry juice.

My belly was like a yoga ball in front of me, I grabbed it and tried to squeeze it back in. But my strength was failing, my knees shaking. The weight of all the juice was just getting to be too much. My legs buckled and I landed on my massive belly. The impact sent a ripple through my body, and feeling it made me cry harder. I could feel the juice all over my body, I felt like a water balloon, a thin layer filled with nothing but liquid.

A horrendous stretching feeling took my ass and thighs, I look back and see them filling my yoga pants, the tight fabric somehow stretching to cover me. I had bigger worries though. " Wonka... What's going to happen to me? This... Is gonna stop right? I can be fixed ... Please?" I begged desperately. I couldn't be stuck like this. I could barely keep my feet on the ground.

"Unfortunately... No. There isn't anything I can do to fix you. Trust me I've tried to find a way to reverse it for the last few years... Nothing. Your body is just too changed to go back. Even if I juiced you, taking every drip of that stuff out... You'd just fill back up. That's if it didn't kill you. all that juice... It is you now." Wonka noted nervously, still hiding behind the machine. " I just hope you can hold it all... Otherwise..." Her words trailed off, deafened under the gross rumbling and sloshing of my own bloated body.

However, that word was etched into my mind. Otherwise. I already had felt so tight before my stomach... Broke down. I looked down at myself and I was sickened. I was pear shaped, beyond that any person ever was. My once flat belly was looking beyond pregnant. I poked it and it sunk right it, deeper than if have liked. I could feel the juice move around in me which made me realize Wonka wasn't lying. My stomach... My guts where all gone. I was about to scream but a new feeling filled my body making me go quite in panic.

My pussy started to leak juice and I could feel it filling up with the thick liquid. "Noo...not there! Please Wonka you have you help me!" I beg out loudly but there's no reply. She doesn't even face me, perhaps just too grossed out by my inhuman form. It gets tighter and tighter in my pussy, and I grow terrified that it was about to

*Pop*

I feel the juice flood my lower body and I knew it meant my vagina was gone. Yet still it leaked and began to lower down closer and closer to the ground, pushing my bulbous thighs to the side. It was definitely getting faster. It didn't hurt, which was the only grace I felt. But there was this tightness. I stroked my stomach, pressing it to try stop it.

However, I soon felt my arms starting to bubble as juice rushed into them. And not them alone. My tits start to get rounder and fuller into my bra and vest. Feeling the pressure of the juice behind my nipples made me moan softly. I hated that it felt good, however it didn't for long my bra grew tight. Really tight. Blue flesh grew above and below its cups.

I manage to take off my top but as I try to reach the clasps of my bra, my arms lost the ability to bend, forced to my sides. I realize my legs are much the same. All I could move was my hands and feet, which I clench tightly in pain. It wasn't helped that my back was filling out pulling the bra even tighter. I whimpered loudly before the metal hooks bent and the bra ripped away. Now I was jo longer in pain, my mind was free to be embarrassed at my naked chest.

I try cover my nipples but my arms where getting conical and what used to be my wrists was starting to inflate over my hands. I flap them, feeling my fingers hitting my taught skin. "Wonka...anybody... please! Help me!" I shout loudly. Before I could continue to beg, I feel the odd sensation. My pussy still wrapped in my stretched yoga pants hit the ground. Before I could moan out at the feeling, I groaned as it pushed me upwards. I let out a nervous whimper as my feet fully leave the floor.

As if to rub salt in my wounds, my long-suffering pants begin to rip along the crotch, putting bare flesh against the cold floor. "Mmhph...fuck...no..." I stammer out fearfully as I feel the rips travel higher and higher until I was fully naked, blue and gurgling loudly. My body was approaching round, my chest pushing into my chin. My hands and feet were swallowed up by the onslaught of juicy blue flesh.

I get rounder and rounder, my arms and legs now being nothing but flat. My tits started to disappear into nothing but small, dark purple spots on my massive blue body. I cried down myself as I saw the thing I had become. I was just a blueberry now. Thankfully, it stopped. As it did, Wonka stepped back out. " You grew out quite well didn't you. Don't worry, your friends will be back soon. The oomph Loompas have caught them." Her tone was devious making me panic once more.

I felt her hands push hard against my body, making me roll. The sensation was horrific, feeling the juice moving entirely freely around my body. There was nothing inside of my anymore. I watched the ground rapidly approach before stopping. I was completely held up by my belly, so tightly packed with juice that there was no bend in my skin. I held a perfectly round shape. My face came level with Wonka who held a grin just as evil as her tone.

"Poor stupid girl. I was about to warn you about the gum before I saw the camera. You think you get to come into my factory and make a show of it? I was expecting you to pop. Every other girl did. But I guess with a head so empty, you could store just a little more juice. Now... Your friends should be on their way. Only that ... Charlie girl managed to get away. She seemed to be the only nice one, so I told the Loompas to leave her be. But the other three... Well... " she told me.

Hearing Charlie was okay was a relief to me. But I was terrified of what she was going to do with me, seeing as she expected me to ...pop. as I am consumed by my own panic, I see a group of little men entering. One group carried a chocolate statue...which I realized was Mags. She wasn't moving ...I hoped she was okay, but I couldn't check. Then I saw weirdly a squirrel within a cage. I only realized why when I saw it had Vernon's haircut. Although the smug smile was definitely gone. Then, lastly was Michelle's camera. Looking into the view finder I saw the girl slamming against the glass. When I looked at where it was pointed, she wasn't there. She was stuck within the camera itself.

Wonka looked at her prizes with wide grin. "have the fat one put up in the voyage. She'll make a fine welcome. The squirrel... Put him to work in the nut room. If he doesn't work... Well, we can always throw him to the wild. I'm sure he will do just fine. The camera... Go find a charger for it. Can't let it die... Or she may too. As for the berry... Hmm. I guess for her we shall have to see." She told us. The full group took a fearful expression as their fates laid bare. Yet I was clueless of the treatment I was to endure.