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Patreon Prompt 182
🕑 Added 2022-05-24 17:45:22 +0000 UTCPrompt: Time machine rebuilt, Vanessa goes back to the past to stop herself from dropping blueberries into the primordial soup. She and her past self both return to the present to see that society has been taken over by enormous, gassy, blueberry pig people.
Vanessa chewed into her blueberry snack cake as she gawked at the primordial soup. Enamored with the concept of the murky mire spawning the entirety of humanity, she was left unaware of a second time machine appearing near her until a much larger and bluer of herself squeezed out of the doorway. The massive doppelganger spewed out gas and warnings to try and prevent some kind of drastic alteration to the future, but all that accomplished was sending her rolling right into her past self. Though the impact was soft, the collision still sent Vanessa’s blueberry pastry into the puddle along with the pork sandwich her blueberry self had taken with her as a snack. Panicking at the thought of doing horrible things to the timeline, the normal sized Vanessa left her partner to hurry back to the present.
When she arrived at her own time, Vanessa stared in gross fascination at what she had created. Through the viewport on the window, she could see that the humanity had been replaced with a race of pig people that spouted out gas from both of their obese ends between sampling one another’s juices. Unable to resist the urge to see how bad the problems had become, she went against all logic and stepped out of time machine.
Vanessa instantly realized her mistake as a combination of a burp and an oink parted her lips. Thrown to the grown by her swelling mass, she wobbled about on her fattening belly as she sprayed blueberry juice from her teats. Squealing as a rippling, fruit-scented fart came billowing out of her rear to tickle her curly tail, she desperately tried to get a handle on her new body.
The newly blueberry-like and piggy Vanessa found assistance in the form of an outstretched pair of hooves reaching out to her. Grasping the stranger’s pudgy wrists, she heaved herself up to see an accurate reflection of her new body before her. Realizing that it was her other self, she apologized profusely for her rash decision. Able to understand the ramifications of drastically changing history over a snack, the two Vanessas waddled their way through the park, leaving behind a trail of juice as they discussed how best to integrate themselves into this new, strange society.
