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Celeste’s Blue Magnolia.

It was a perfect summer’s day, the one time a year when the sun shines it’s warmest , the grass is it’s greenest and the birds sing immaculate choruses of delight. Being inside on such a day would be a crime, and not seizing an opportunity to experience nature at its highest majesty would Have been a waste. It was for this reason that a shy artic wolf had set upon a long yet delightful walk within her closet forest. The park that contained it had several walking paths and to truly get enriched she chose the longest one possible. It had been named the Magnolia route , as  it was littered with a rare form of Magnolia bush. She longed to see the bloomed flowers for herself , so it seemed everything had came together for her.  Given it was so long, the path was mostly un-tread , leaving s thick layer of grass on the route. This was fine for Celeste , who loved the feeling of such a thing upon her paws.  She had worn her lighter outfit given the heat. A simple white shirt and black  pants . There was enough of a cooling breeze she could get away with full length pants , although she did roll them up to her knees into cuffs.

The sights where incredible . As she went deeper into the forest the life grew more vibrant and thick. Flowers dispersed around the edges of the path , which the kind girl took deliberate care to not step on with all the grace of a ballerina. Celeste just adored all she saw, the light pouring through the tree cover, the way that light made the petals almost glow. It was so relaxing and calming , it made all the stresses of the week before melt away from her mind leaving only ecstasy in its place. It was exactly what she needed. Unfortunately within her state of delight she missed something quite daunting. A sign wrapped in ivy which held bold letters “DANGER. END OF MAGNOLIA PATH.” The distance had gone so blissfully for her she didn’t realize it was at an end. She continued on deeper, keeping her care to not step on any flowers.

That was when she saw a truly stunning flower that stood out from all others. It was quite isolated , surrounded in only grass. It was a deep purply blue and it seemed to almost glisten with some kind of dew. She could smell if from five feet away. A strong almost fruity aroma that she found alluring. Celeste moved towards it slowly. She lent down to get a closer look. It was unlike anything she had ever seen before. Not a rose, not a lilac, not even a magnolia flower like she had seen around. She couldn’t help but kneel down to get a stronger sniff.  The fruitiness was stronger , so much so her tongue picked up a little sweetness. The aroma was so intoxicating she brought her snout but an inch from the petals , on her hands and knees , to take one more deep smell.

Blueberries. That’s what It smelled like.

Before celeste could truly appreciate the smell however , A stern voice came from behind her. “What is it with you breathers and going places you don’t belong.“ The fox turned on the spot to face the voice and saw an odd looking woman ahead of her. Her skin seemed to be light pink with clothes made of bright green leaves and dark red petals. Red hair with the slightest amount of yellow upon the roots. What she first thought was a pony tail was instead a magnificent red magnolia. A yellow , beak like mouth protruded from her face which was adorned with a look of frustration.  “B.. breathers?” Celeste asked in confusion.

“Breathers...like.. the humans and you anthros. Always trying to sneak into my gardens and steal my flowers.” The flowery figure accused making Celeste blush in shame, having considered for a second plucking the flower to take home. “I wasn’t going to steal it...I promise. I just wanted to smell it.” She clarified. Instead of easing into a calmer smile, the figures grin sharpened into a smug grin. “well I hope you enjoyed the scent , for you won’t be smelling much else for a while.” Before celeste could question what she meant, she felt a small slightly tingly sensation on the end of her snout. She thought maybe she sniffed up a little pollen , although she wasn’t usually sensitive to such a thing. Her eyes gaze to her nose and see what had been a dark black always now a rich purple. “Wh...what the hell?” she asked utterly confused. Confusion became panic as the fox watched her polar white fur slowly shift to purple like ink spreading over paper. She let out a scream , whipping at the end of her muzzle desperately yet it only spreads further and further. “What’s happening to me?!”

“You are getting your just deserts. I hope those clothes are stretchy for your sake.” The figure teased, walking over to Celeste before grabbing her by the jaw. “and I sorely hope you like the taste of blueberries.” She mocked, no sincerity or care in her voice. The rapidly blueing fox watched colour etching across her fur , helpless to stop it. That’s when the last word hit her. Blueberries. She could still taste blueberries on her tongue , and the smell of the flower dominated her nose even as she stood straight up. Looking down at her hands , the blue was snaking up from the tips of her fingers. Her paws below , while hard to see with the tall grass covering them , where also changing. She began to panic more , moving away from the flower. Unable to break her gaze from the blue that took more white from her every second. Little did she know even the eyes that looked upon herself had gained a vibrant blue iris. She did catch in the corner of her vision that even her hair had started to darken towards a deep purple. It was all so fast , so overwhelming that Celeste began to stammer out an apology “I’m sorry… I really didn’t mean to come here I just wanted to go for a walk!”

The figure seemed to soften at the more drastic emotion , the smirk softening into a look of concern “Crap…you really weren’t here to steal or destroy where you? Damn it Mags you did it again,” The figure cursed herself , “I can’t stop this but I promise I will help you… after you are finished.” Mags moved over next to Celeste who was feeling no more comforted by this information. “Finished? What do you mean finished?” she asked. Desperately, she hoped that becoming blue was all that would happen to her. Yet , something deep within her knew more was coming. Maybe it was the rumbling from deep within her. Maybe it was the bloated feeling in her belly. Maybe it was the fact even her clothes started to get stained. Bringing her paw to one of the blue spots, she touched it and felt…wetness. It immediately clicked in her mind. Blueberry juice. “unfortunately…you are going to start swelling up…into a big round blueberry.” Mags told her. The idea was so confusing to the artic fox that she cocked her head at the bird like being. However, as her whole figure became drenched in purple , her body got ready to tell her exactly what that meant.

A loud rumbling filled the silent summer air , it drew Celeste’s eyes downwards to her stomach. While she was never thin , her stomach was looking bigger than ever. The bloating feeling had gotten more and more strong and she realized why. “My belly! I’m… swelling up!” she groaned out . her paws came down and cupped her stomach to try ease the sensation. That’s when Mags came over to her and placed a wreathe onto her head. Near immediately the discomfort dissipated,  which let Celeste breath a little easier. Yet , the amount her belly had grown in but a few moments. It was already pushing underneath her shirt , exposing her fluffy tum to the air. “this is gonna make you feel a lot more comfortable through this , alright?” Mags informed her with a reassuring smile. Just as she was starting to ease, the juice within her surged into her thighs  and rear causing Celeste to stagger back with a sudden yelp. She looked back and saw her tightening pants , already blue hide was pushing out of her clothes behind her. Celeste let out a whimper, feeling the button of her pants getting a little too tight. “p…please help me!”

Mags quickly came to help but before her hands could get to it, the button popped off at such speed that it hit the flowery figure on the head. The relief for Celeste was short lived as while her pants opened up as much as they could , exposing her panties just a little,  her belly rapidly filled every bit of space it could fill. Desperate to help the innocent fox as best as she could , Mags puts a vine coated in blue flowers around Celeste’s waist. Within a second, the tight jeans seemed to become more comfortable. “this will make your clothes grow with you, stop it hurting at all.” She assures her. There was a sigh of relief from the fox , breathing a little easier she was no longer in a constricting outfit. Even the vines that had wrapped her torso felt loose. However there where so many more problems.  Her waist was growing outwards , as was her hips giving her body a central spherical shape which was steadily swallowing up more and more of the rest of her. The swelling was riding up her back and chest , up into her shoulders and upper arms. Most of the juice seemed collect in her lower half however. Celeste pushed her hand into her gut and flet it sink in deeply. She could feel the gallons of berry juice within her belly , hearing it slosh around, taste it on her tongue and smell it deeply.  It was truly dominating all of her senses making her whimper, which became muffled as a surge of juice went into her cheeks making them puff up into the bottom of her vision .

As her arms and chest continue to swell to try to match the roundness of her lower half , her rear was not to be outdone. it was racing down until it suddenly hit the ground, causing Celeste to whimper once more . “how…big am I going to get?” she asked nervously, although it was muffled by her cheeks to a degree. Mags gently rubbed the large exposed tummy , which did feel incredibly relaxing to the swelling girl. “well… you’ll grow into a full ball…and you shouldn’t get much bigger than that.” She said to try reassure her. Had she been told this five minuets ago , she wouldn’t have believed it. Now, as her arms became stiff with pressure unable to bend and her legs where all but swallowed up within her massive rounded belly , she thought it was only a matter of time. Mags began to make more vines this time focused on the rounded bottom of Celeste , making a sort of nest around her under side that held celeste securely. “I can get the juice out of you afterwards. You are almost finished now. Don’t worry.” The berry fox found it hard to relax at all , watching the last remnant of her arms sink away leaving only her hands , which began to vanish from view into deep divots. Her chest had swollen upwards and now rested on her chin but was too swelling up , pushing around her jaw . Speaking got even harder for her , any little attempt to came out as “mmpph…mmmmhhh!”

Her body was creaking and groaning but the juice did seem to be slowing down. Celeste wasn’t growing much more , and thankfully due to the magic of the flowers wrapped around her body, she didn’t feel tight despite being a massive ball of juice. She had grown a full foot in height from the juice alone , a seven foot sapphire sphere. Now she had finished , Mags came up and looked in her heads divot. Her weight wasn’t noticeable upon Celeste’s stretched skin. “You holding up okay? I am so sorry about all of this. Alotta people try and steal my flowers so I have a few that are…trapped in a sense. Now… I’m going to juice you  carefully. Just.. breath deeply and it will all be over quite quickly.” She told her. The only response she could give back was some muffled groans. Mags hopped down and began the process, the vines began to constrict in little pulses that grew more intense each time they went around her body. The juice inside her was sloshing and vibrating. It felt…pleasant. The stresses she had seemed to be dissolving away , like she had been put into a big fruity jacuzzi . All the worries just bubbling away. She closed her eyes in a calm bliss.

When she opened her eyes once more, she had her feet back on the ground. Her fur was still a little blue but was paler , closer to her original white. Her stomach was a little bigger than when she arrived but compared to the berry she just was . She didn’t even care about either of those facts now she could move her arms and legs once more. Celeste moved herself around a little bit , revelling within the sensation . there was a slight slosh in her movements but she didn’t mind. It was a good kind of fullness, satisfying like a big meal. Her busted pants button had been repaired with a string of vines tying the two sides together. Mags stood in front of her with a nervous smile. “ I juiced you as much as I can, unfortunately there is a little residual. If you take a nice hot bath later, the colour should come out more and the rest of will just have to take some time.”

“Its…fine. You wouldn’t believe how often this kind of thing happens to me.” Celeste noted with a little giggle. “I should probably start heading back… I think I need a little rest after all of that.”  She noted , stretching her arms and legs once more. She turned to leave but Mags came in front of her and stopped her. “wait wait wait. I want you to know you can come back any time you want. Ill make sure if I see you coming ill remove my traps. Here! As a sign of goodwill.” She noted before raising a flower, much like the one that sat on her head, and put it within Celestes’ hair. It held snuggly and it made the wolf smile widely . against her blue body it was a much needed splash of colour. “thank you.” She mumbled in returned.

Celeste walked back, looking forward to that hot bath she was recommended. Even with all the panic she had felt, she had this sneaking desire to return the next weekend.

a gift story for @SomeOfGuy on twitter featuring his lovely artic fox Celeste .