(gift) Calming blue (Patreon)

Mage the cat had a long stressful day. A new spell she had been trying had failed time after time of attempts . She had used up many ingredients necessary for the magic and on top of all of that, the day had been filled with an unpleasant summer heat combined with dark black fur that made her long for an ice cold drink. She could think of no better place than to her friends cocktail bar just down the road. The Rum Revolution. It wasn’t a long walk but even then, the journey was a pain. Hot sun. Already tired legs. .she pushed through into the place. The Aircon was an immediate relief to one of her problems.

Immediately on her entering her friend, the owner of the establishment came over to her with a friendly smile. “Ah Mage, my cute kitty friend. How are you holding up?” She asked , getting a small sign in return . “not the best Molly...not the best. I just can’t get the sapphire spire right.” Mage replied. A hand came down to Mage’s cheek and gently held it. Molly was smiling to her. “ don’t worry yourself. You are still a young witch. I’m sure by the time you are my age , you shall be showing me up. For now, we have ice cold drinks to make everything better. Unless...it’s one of those days.”. Molly asked . A code the pair understood after many a stress filled day.

Mage looked to her wearily but then smiled a little. “ oh...I think it might be. I’m thinking the classic. Your clothes look like they would hold up to it too. Looks like someone came prepared.” Molly teased. Making Mage blush softly. “Yes please... “ she sheepishly asked the sheep. Molly grinned deeply before taking Mage’s hand , leading her through the bar to a private room. It was big. Exactly for these kinds of days.

Already waiting inside was a small collection of bottles which Molly began to mix together. “ you want it non alcoholic as usual or...did you want something with a bit of buzz?” she asked. Mage thought for a second before shaking her head. “no alcohol , I just want a nice relaxing time” she told the ewe, who happily continued making the drink. She brought over a tall glass of blue liquid swirling with deep purple , the liquid wouldn’t settle in the glass and it emitted a strong smell of blueberries. “I can make the antidote any time you need.” Molly told mage. The cat took the glass and brought it to her lips. She began to drink it down, finishing it quickly. Molly could only grin at the witches eagerness. That and the deep blue colour that quickly covered mages face.

“I made it so the juice will be nice and cold , it will feel amazing after these summer days. “ Molly told Mage as she began to circle the girl as she slowly turned blue In the face ..it ran down her snout and across her cheeks, and another blue spot forming on the cats fluffy tummy , which was spreading quickly under her top. Her gut rumbled loudly making Mage look to Molly. “ you made this one strong didn’t you?”

“guilty as charged. Don’t worry you won’t get any bigger than you are comfortable with. Might just be a little faster than usual though.” Molly returned , before wrapping her arms around Mage, hands resting on her belly . Even now both could feel it rumbling softly. More and more of her black fur stained blue along side her skin underneath. Despite the warmth of the sheep’s woolly hug , Mage was feeling cooler and cooler with every second. The drink was really starting to take effect. She giggled excitedly , brining her hands down to gently rub her stomach. “you’re gonna roll me around a little right?” Mage asked.

“If that’s what you want my friend. But you’ve got a little bit of ...swelling to do before that. ” Molly replied , followed swiftly with a rumbling growl that agreed with the swelling sentiment. Her fur was quickly becoming a uniform blue, the car looked at it as it travelled down her arm relentlessly until it had taken every follicle of fur on her body. “You know....I always like your fur blue. I think it looks cute.” Molly told mage , making the cat blush a vibrant purple.

Then came the start. Her stomach got louder and louder before slowly becoming A bubbling blue caldron . Not just that , but her gut was starting to bulge outwards as it filled with berry juice. Mage’s hands stroked her tummy even more , soothing the growing sensations. Molly on the other hand decided to shake up her stomach , making the juice slosh around even more . Mage let out a soft moan at the action. “Hey... Gently. ..please...” she asked , to which Molly hummed , before removing her hands from the swelling gut. She moved around , watching the belly slowly push between Mages pants a top. “my apologies. My usual customers tend to be a lot more... boisterous. I’m glad to have someone I can just ... Enjoy.” Molly told her with a soft smile.

Mage smiled before cupping her belly as it escaped further and further from the confines of her top. Her focus was then stolen by her butt suddenly surging out straining her shorts and making the cat gasp. “That bit gets me every time.” She admitted , reaching back to gently rub her juice filled buns. Everything was getting faster with every second. Quickly mage was looking beyond pregnant as was quickly looking more and more rounded like a big water drop , especially as her thighs swelled and merged with her stomach , making her look even rounder. “mmoh... I love this part... Makes me look so thick...” Mage mumbled under her breath to herself. Molly heard it and was smiling over it , going behind her and gently rubbing her butt. “I’m surprised even stretchy clothes can hold up to such a big...juicy ass.” She teased , once again making the semi-shy girl blush and melt a little. Her body wobbling as she stumbled.

“sorry, just couldn’t help myself... You do look great. But...you have a lot more swelling to do. Maybe next time I’ll make a drink to keep you on the edge of mobility...” Molly thought to herself as the girl in front of her got rounded and juicer by the second. Mage let out a loud yelp as she felt her ass touch the wood floor. At first she thought it was cold z but it was intact her own body that was cold. Yet she didn’t realize. It felt so pleasantly and refreshingly cool, but in truth she was as cold as a icy drink. She felt her worries run from her body like the drops of condensation that ran down her tight form.

Mages legs had all but gone under her humongous frame , and her arms where thickening up , filling her top along side her chest , which was continuously smooth with what was her stomach. Bigger. Rounder . Fuller. Cooler. Calmer. Her mind was blank of the issues she had . Instead all she could picture in her mind was her own sloshing groaning body. Molly on the other hand had no need for picturing. She could see the berry in all her glory. The clothes stretched tight and her head slightly sunk into what had once been her neck and shoulders. She looked like a big round berry cat...and Mage loved it.

Molly set her hands on the berry belly and, seeing the girl had stopped growing, slowly began to push her . Mage rolled backwards ,letting out a little muffled moan as her weight came onto her back. That’s when the ewe began to sing.

“ mage mage mage the cat,

Once so small and now so round.

But don’t worry, it’s not fat,

Its juice that lifted from ground.

Don’t you worry , you are alright

I’d never let my berry be harmed .

In fact I love you all juicy and tight

Your bloated features leave me charmed.

Oh so cute being so blubbery blue.

A great friend to roll and tease.

After you loose your new hue,

I hope I brought you to ease. “

Molly sung , her voice calm. More like a lullaby than a teasing tune she would give her usual berry customers. Mage found it so grounding , so easing that she simply smiled as she was rolled around.

This is just what she needed.

A gift story for @21BumpB1 on twitter , she’s a great friend and has an adorable style. It features her black magical cat Mage and my very own mixomancer Ember "Molly" Molotov.