Juicy July day 13: Sensation (Patreon)

(alternative title: the thief's greed) 

With your wild smirk of defiance you steal the gum from your hosts hand and you quickly pack the whole strip into your lips hungrily. You wasn’t letting anyone take your three strip gum away from you. She angrily glared at you for this, her eyes fire as she told you to stop. Yet...you didn’t listen. The opportunity to be the first ever  to chew such a fantastic gum and the fame along side it. You’d be in history books... documentaries...all worth money in your pocket. You’d build a grand public persona around gum chewing. Any new gum released would have to be officiated by you.

All this going through your head was far more dominating than the creamy tomato soup flavours within your mouth. Your mind was far to busy weaving this web of ego fuelled stardom. Every possibility was a certainty, you just knew what was coming even if it was impossible. The gum changed in your mouth yet it may as well have been bland. You cared not for tender beef or crispy potato. You only thought about you. How this was going to be your moment in the sun!

Then , all in one instant, your chance of stardom ended with one fatal chew. The flavour of Blueberries, not even the whole pie, hit your mouth hard. So much so even in the depths of your delusion, you tasted it. You cough , it’s strong and almost harsh. To your confusion and to your horror, when you looked at your hand after coughing into it , it was blue. Not just the liquid that came up...but your fingertips. You could see it.  Spreading down towards your palms  rapidly. You look to the hostess and beg to know what’s happening , and she growls. Seems she explained that a few times already...you didn’t listen. Now...your fate was sealed.

You could see out of the corner of your eye that your nose too was taking a dark colour. Yet that was the least of your concerns , your stomach was aching. Badly. Worse than you had ever felt it. It was like you had swallowed a led weight and it was only getting worse. The other guests looked at you but all that mattered to you was this...strange sensation of fullness and weight in your belly. It made you feel sick. Like you had to throw up but your body wouldn’t let it out.

That’s when you felt it. A gurgle...a bubble...a slosh. you grip your stomach and double over as the tightness and fullness got worse. Then your stomach began to push against your hands. Desperately in fact. You was growing rapidly In front of your very eyes. You desperately try convince yourself it was nothing but your mind playing tricks. But it didn’t  stop  the unimaginable weight growing heavier, heavier to hold up on your legs. In your legs. Your thighs where growing too. You could feel fluid under your skin...like your whole body was turning into a grim blister. Anywhere fat would grow on others , fluid seemed to rush into at disgusting speed.

Your pride was bucking under the weight of your greed’s reaping. Enough for you to beg out for help. Looking to the host you found not an ounce of sympathy, and in the other guests there was some, yet it was fighting their own disgust at your bulging , bulbous form. All glad their own desires didn’t blind them to the obvious danger of untested gum in this factory of madness.  Yet your thoughts of grandeur had blinded you, and blocked out every single warning the hostess had given. Now your body was swelling so large. You looked unlike any person you’d ever seen. Rounding curves below you, bulging fat all over.  Was you even still a person? Or had you been mutated. Your skin was blue.  Your hair was blue...there’s no way you could still be ...fine even if all the fluid came out. Something deeper was changing.

Watching your belly bulge to the ground , pushing into it even as you stood up made you groan. What...what could you even do? You tried desperately to beg for more help, but the guests only backed up, watching in horror.  Even your own body wanted you to shut up. Your lips swelled up making them purse uncontrollably , your cheeks bulged with fluid ,your chest (or what had once been your chest) swollen into your chin, pushing your jaw shut. It left you only able to whimper as your body started to fully round out.

You can feel the pressure inside of you growing worse. It was pushing and pummelling  against your insides, bulging you out and causing you to rock. You was so full...there was barely any you left. You couldn’t move any of your body, other than the faint wiggling of your puffy fingers and toes. You was helplessly large. Inhumanly large. Impossibly large. Before you could really comprehend your body, a dozen hands began shoving you around. Music fought into your ears , having to go through the overwhelming sound of your juices sloshing and gurgling . They where mocking you. you’d fight...but your pride was in tatters. You was being rolled...why deny the fact you are a greedy , stupid thief.