Juicy July day 18: Ride (Patreon)

(alternative title: berrying the competition) 

Today was the day of the gaming festival located at the world’s biggest pier, often known as the Malone mile, thanks to being a mile long and the owner and sponser of the pier being Abalone Malone.  This pier was beloved as it was practically a whole amusement park. There where rides that where free, arcades that where never rigged, food ranging from soft serve ice cream to hot dogs to even fine dining. It was considered a slice of paradise to all those who enjoyed it’s many sources of entertainment. This week however it was especially buzzing as it hosted a gaming festival with the main event being a tournament.

Signed up for this tournament was a local team by the name of Quenched Steel.  The team consisted of it’s leader, a swampert named Tara, the organizer (and financer) Dragonair Saph, the tanky aggron roofus, his girlfriend and main DPS flygon Ace, a versatile Eevee names Evan and finally the face of their group, the adorable Fletchling Becca. They had been incredibly strong in their last few matches and beaten their rivals, the Flaming High Kicks. In fact, tonight was an imo match between them. The prizes for tonight where a set of customized group Jackets. Tailored to size in the team colours and with their branding.  An expensive prize and one Saph had always said before was too expensive, despite arguments from Tara about needing recognisability.

They currently  just wore their normal clothes , but made sure to all be wearing blue. It was easy for Roofus and Tara , as both where in the local football team the crashing waves , so both wore their football Jersey.  Saph wore a long blue dress, Ace wore a blue vest, Evan a blue shirt and Becca a blue tee-shirt.  It was about an hour I’ll the match so Tara announced. “ alright everyone. Go enjoy the mile. I want you all bringing your best later and I know you are better when you are having fun.” She commanded.. the group split off on their own.

Becca went off to the rides. She loves the big rides , finding it the most exciting part of the pier. The bird loved the feeling. Yet the queue to a round up ride was massive. She waited patiently but was quickly getting bored. She was a little hyperactive, waiting around was getting to her. That was when someone behind her tapped her shoulder. It was a blaziken with a warm smile , offering a strip of gum. “you seem a little bored, want some?” they asked . Immediately, Becca took the gum and chewed it eagerly. her excitement to blinding her to the fact that it was coming from the leader of the flying high kicks.  She eagerly chewed the candy , tasting a wonderful peachy flavour.

As she got closer and closer to the ride , her belly got more and more uncomfortable. She assumed  it was just nerves. About the big match later , and the exciting ride just moments away.  The man running the ride gave her an odd look but she didn’t question it. She moved to her seat , unaware that her feathers where turning from red and white to a light pink and cream respectively. As the ride began to start up, the weirdness in her stomach grew worse. Only now did she realize the Blaziken was not on the ride. Before she could question it, she began to spin rapidly.

That’s when she felt ...juice inside of her belly. It sloshed as she moved. Becca gasped as her stomach bulged outwards , and her thighs did the same. Immediately her eyes widened and she began to rub her stomach best as she could but her hands quickly snapped back to her supports. She was helpless to watch her body slowly bulge across her “seat” . As the ride spinned faster , and as she got bigger , she could.feel all the juice pressing into her as the centrifugal forces pushed her stomach.

From the ground, her squad watched on in horror. A voice called from behind them “do not worry. The machine is very capable of holding your friend...even if she swells to fill it. And assuming that’s my peachy pauch gum, she will be absolutely fine herself. It’s quite a pleasant experience in fact.” The squad turned to see Abalone Malone standing and watching as the fletchling span around , growing rounder and faster by the second, although she did have a slight squished look from all the spinning.

Becca was unaware of this however , and panicked as she felt her body tighten and fill with masses of sweet peach juice. Her arms fattened to cones, then swollen over into one curve. Her legs doing the same. Her neck swallowed up by her shoulders, pushing into her now puffy cheek and beak. She meekly called out “t...turn it oooff...” Thankfully the machine was already slowing down, but as the forces holding Becca to the wall lessened , gravity began to win, and the girl began rolling around the big round spinning dish. She yelled out in a mix of fear and enjoyment as she went around and around. Even as the machine came to a still her body was rolled around causing sloshing galore.

Once finished however, Abalone Malone was the first to come onto the machine and approach Becca. “Come dear girl, let’s get you juiced shall we? I’ve got  a juicer shot if you aren’t  allergic?” they asked. Becca nodded her little head best she could. “P...please...”. with utmost care, Malone injected the serum into Becca. Her body immediately began to squeeze itself, causing juice to rush out quite rapidly.  The rest of the quenched Steel squad below making sure no one walked into the spray. It was only moments before Becca was back to her small self. A smile on her devious little beak. “I...gotta do that again...” she mumbled.

“Well I am glad you are having fun on my pier...but perhaps not chew my gum upon my rides again?” Malone requested, firm yet warm.

“It’s not my fault! I thought it was the normal non-bloweyuppy kind. The high-kicks tried to sabotage me!” Becca argued.

“Ah...I’m guessing you are part of the other team playing this evening. Quenched Steel was it? Ah yes...that makes sense with your blue...” Malone was caught of guard as the blue top she was wearing was half stained beachy pink. “Once blue top.  Well...if they did do that then I shall make sure it doesn’t go unpunished. I shall delay the show by thirty minutes to let you get past the worst of the stomach ache.” Abalone Malone announced before walking off. Roofus and Tara quickly helped Becca to her feet and walked her to their pregame lounge, With Saph doing her best to calm down the angry and hotheaded Ace and (the now Flareon) Evan. His anger manifesting as a mane of fire.

Thankfully, they all managed to cool off.  Good drinks, nice snacks and the reassurance that Becca was okay managed to bring everyone’s nerve down. The extra time allowed Tara to rally them, turning this act of sabotage into a weapon against the high kicks.  However as the team walked into the stage , they saw that the Blaziken was absent. Instead , the milotic was leading best she could.

That was when it was announced by Malone over the intercom. “Due to the actions of the Flaming high-kicks leader leading to one of the Quenched steel being inflated on one of my rides, she has been punished. We would love to introduce this matches sponsor product , Keyboard Kola!” as they announced this, a very round and stained caramel brown Blaziken was rolled onto the stage, her little hands flapping wildly.  “her team now has to play with a one man handicap! To make this fair though, miss Becca will also not be playing. She however gets to control...the KEYBOARD KOLA PUMP!”

A devise was handed to Becca with two buttons. Fill and empty.  She grinned deviously as she walked over to the blimp. “revenge is a dish best served...in spades.” She mumbled to her before beginning her symphony of filling and draining the Blaziken to cause her all the humiliation that Becca had felt.

The flaming high-kicks belond to @pinnicle221