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Patreon Prompt 34
🕑 Added 2021-04-26 22:33:57 +0000 UTCPrompt: Rodger has been working on a few very interesting potions that he wants to try out on his wife to fulfill her fantasy. Annie is all for it and drinks all the potions, turning her into the biggest blueberry girl.
In a cozy cottage on the edge of town, an ecstatic mage named Rodger sprinted his way towards the front door with a bag of recently bought good in tow. Waiting for him was the familiar mess of spell scrolls, ancient relics, and potion ingredients. Standing over a work table with her eyes trained on a magic dagger, Annie’s magic chants and intricate spell weaving left her unaware as he snuck up behind her. Letting out a yelp as Rodger poked her in the shoulder, any anger she could summon towards him vanished upon seeing the collection of bottles in his hands that contained a much sought after blue substance.
Pausing only to give her loving husband a kiss, Annie accepted the first bottle and chugged down its contents. The last few drops slid down her throat just as her stomach began to swell into a spherical orb. Holding onto her growing potbelly, Annie smiled as she watched a splotch of dark blue spread from her nose to cover her entire body. Walking around with her rounded gut and relishing in the sloshing noises it emitted made the mage a little too eager to indulge in her husband’s recent gains.
Snatching up the rest of the bottles, Annie threw caution to the wind as she upended them all into her mouth. Realizing too late what was happening, Rodger tried to make her stop only to watch her entire body swell at an alarming rate. Breaking free of her clothing, her growing body began to engulf everything around it as it filled with juice. As she became larger and her arms began to sink into her mass, trickles of blue began to pour from her exposed breasts and nether region.
Over the creak of the cottage’s walls and the euphoric moans of his wife, Rodger made a mad dash for the door. He managed to escape the cottage just as Annie burst it apart. Left to watch his wife swell to twice the size of their home, he took little notice of the other villagers gathering to gaze at the unusual sight. Looking past the destruction in her wake, Rodger at least took solace in the content smile on his blueberry of a wife’s plumped up face.
