I turn you into a blueberry. (Patreon)

You are just waking home one day when I come up and grab you by the jaw and shirt .I tell you to open your mouth. Demand it really. My grip on you was so tight you couldn’t get away. You open your mouth, although you wasn’t sure if it was to beg for help, mercy ...or out of compliance. The second you do, a strip of gum is shoved in with very little regard for your comfort. It almost goes straight down into your neck until you catch it with your tongue.

You chew, knowing anything else could get you into a more dire situation with me, and given how firmly I held you, you knew it would be trouble. You taste it quick. Blueberries. But it’s not just on your tongue . You can smell it. You can taste it on your lips and you can feel it ij your throat...no not just your throat. Down to your belly you feel this fullness. And it’s only getting worse. More overwhelming. You look down at your hands and see they are turning blue. The smirk on my lips tells you this is exactly what I was planning.

The blue spreads and you are helpless to stop it. You know whatever is happening to you, it’s the gum. It’s ME. I let go of you as if disgusted by the hue I had given you. You felt queasy , as if the world around you had turned to jelly. You move your feet to try balance yourself but that’s when you hear it. A slosh. Coming from your own body. Your now ....fully blue body.

You look down and you see a gut you had never had before bulging through whatever clothes you had worn. It was rapid, like a balloon blown up on a tank of helium yet this certainly wasn’t light or gaseous. It was heavy...dense ...and sloshy. Juice. You was filling with blueberry juice. The gum flavour tipped you off , but seeing your clothes stain with the syrup only confirmed it. You was so full with it already it was leaking from your pores. And ... elsewhere.

I watch you as you are utterly helpless to your body’s new goal. Grow. You try push your gut back in with your hands, but the second you pull away, it springs back only bigger and tighter, Harder to push. You whimper as you feel new areas of your body pool with the filling fluid. Your ass cheeks began to thicken, filling your pants . You blew past even the most extreme of plastic enhanced asses in size within only a few moments of it growing. Your thighs where racing to keep pace giving your Lower half the shape of two ice cream cones .

Even your back began to fill, making you stagger as your centre of balance changes with the gallons of juices whim. It made you feel dizzy , only adding to your helpless disorientation.

Your hands cup whatever they can, trying to stop every part of you from growing yet they where not immune. Your arms fattened filling your sleeves and making your palms chubby. You felt every point of articulation grow stuff as the bulging juice held them in place. You couldn’t move more than your fingers and toes, and you looked like if a star fish had eaten a basketball ball. However even your vestigial limbs where beginning to vanish away as your spherical centre pushed outwards. Further and further with each passing second. Up to your elbows . Then your wrists. Soon your hands where sinking away into a ocean of blue flesh .

Your head was no different. Your cheeks where MASSIVE, so much so you couldn’t even dare try and speak. Even your lips felt heavier. However most haunting to you was the rising cobalt horizon that swallowed your neck, your chin. It was still rising. You was sinking into your own body.

You had no idea how big you was by this point. Your frame of reference vanished into the haze your mind was stuck in. You can’t hear anything beyond the gurgling stretching groan of your ever tightening skin. You can’t smell or taste anything other than blueberries. You can’t feel anything other than a tension in your body as you get ever closer to your limit And all you can see is your own body.

That’s when however a new sensation flies through you. A cold , metallic sensation as I dragged a pin against your side. You knew what I’d do to you . You knew the malice in my eyes. You could only wait , unable to stop me. Even if you could, you couldn’t stop yourself. Your own body felt like it would pop you. Maybe it be better if I did it... Get it done sooner... Maybe you’d be fine. Although...maybe the gum would stop soon. Yeah, you thought you might just be

Before you could finish your thought, I stab the pin into your berry self and within a instant , the tension in your skin causes you to explode in a wave of juice and blueberry skin. No trace of the person you was remained. No sign anyone had done this to you, not that I’d even been there in the first place. All that remained was a big blue stain.