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The Suit p2
🕑 Added 2024-08-09 03:41:27 +0000 UTCThe Suit p2.
Jeniffer tapped her foot as she waited for the light. “Come on. How fucking long does it take to let me cross the street?” She looked back and forth, wondering if she should just take the chance and run to the other side while the street sign said no crossing. There were no vehicles in sight. Still, she knew as soon as she stepped out onto that street, someone would come charging down and run her over.
When the light finally turned green, and the crosswalk indicated she was able to go, the quiet town suddenly was in an uproar. Out of nowhere, people filled the street, almost making it impossible for her to cross. “Hey, what is going on?!” She snorted as she tried to push her way through. “Why is everyone running? Why are you all trying to keep me from getting to the other fucking side of the street!”
Someone answered her in a crazed voice. “Giant blueberry. Run!”
Jennifer was finally knocked to her feet. “What do you mean giant blueberry?” She watched everyone run away. “Hey!” She turned her head as she heard a strange bouncing sound, almost as if something massive and filled with juice was suddenly coming her way. “What was that?” As she turned her head, she saw the strangest sight she had ever seen in her life: a massive twelve-foot blueberry woman rolling down the road as if it were some kind of giant blue car. Blueberry juice was spraying out from her nipples in a strange blue shower.
“I. . . okay, I get that it’s a blueberry, but why are people afraid?” She shielded herself as the berry woman rolled by, her juices covering Jennifer in the process. “Ughhh.” She waved her hands. “I guess it’s a tad gross, though.”
Gurrgle.
As Jennifer stood up, she felt a strange rumble in her gut. “Huh?” As she looked down, she noticed her hands slowly turning blue. “What is happening to me?” She moaned, her breasts starting to tingle. “I. . . need help. . .”
Jennifer rushed across the now vacant street as she felt her insides churn. She looked down to see her belly was growing, pressing tightly against her belt. “This is inane. I am. . .” Her eyes widened. “I am going to become a blueberry just like that woman!” She shook her head. “No, that is crazy. I can’t be a blueberry. I just got a little bit of juice on me.” She rubbed her ass, feeling the juice flow under her skin and expand her hips. “Ugh, but I know it’s true. My fucking legs are getting so big and thick.” She moaned as they rubbed together, her jeans turning dark blue as the juice stained her clothing.
Jennifer stumbled into a nearby parking lot, pulling her keys free from her pants as they continued to stretch. All of her juice was being forced into her legs and ass as her belt struggled to stay on. “Ughhhhhhh!” She tugged at her butt as she neared her car. “I think I can make it to the hospital before I fully become a giant blueberry like that other lady.” She moaned, the pressure building more and more. “I just. . . have to. . . drive.”
She pulled the door open, her pants starting to rip, and bits of blue skin slowly becoming visible. The car’s seat groaned under her heavy weight as she turned on the engine, her thighs pressing against the wheel and causing the car to honk. “Stop it!” She slapped the car, trying to get it to stop. “Stop honking. . .” She moaned. “Ugh, soo much juice. It won’t stop.”
Jennifer looked around, realizing her mistake in entering such a confined space. “I need to get out.” She tried to stand, but she was just too heavy. “Fuck. I need to roll out.” She moved back and forth, her pants ripping even more before finally falling onto the street with a giant thud. “Oww.” Her pants exploded, but her belt still held firm, causing her hips and ass to look gigantic while her upper half looked normal.
She used the side of her car to slowly pull herself up, her thighs rumbling as her belt struggled to contain herself. “Ugh, I feel as if I am going to burst.” She moaned, the fabric on her belt slowly giving away. “I. . . I. . . ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
She grabbed her breasts as her belt finally gave out, and a surge of juice made its way into her upper body. Her shirt burst apart, and her bra snapped off, revealing her naked blue breasts. Jennifer had to hold onto the car door to stay upright as her squishy blue body readjusted itself, becoming rounder and fatter. “I feel so full. What am I going to do now?” She moaned as her boobs swelled even bigger, making her a tad top-heavy. “Ugh. . . it is such a long way to the hospital. I am not going to. . .” She couldn’t finish the thought. Instead, her mind drifted to more. . . juicy feelings. “But why does it matter?” She rubbed her big, squishy sides. “I. . . think being a blueberry is wonderful.”
Her green eyes turned blue, and her hair also started to change color. “I don’t know why I was so scared before.” Jeniffer’s legs slowly were consumed by her swelling ass along with them becoming rounder by the second. “Ugh I. . . I need to share this. I. . . oh god, what is happening to me? What are these thoughts swimming through my head?” She looked around, the world slowly turning blue. “I. . . feel so fucking juicy?”
Jennifer shook her head, trying to retain some semblance of her humanity. “No. I am Jennifer. Not a blueberry.” Her stance widened as her body rumbled. “I feel so fucking heavy. So hard to stand.” She pressed her hands against her body as her arms were forced to the side. She was looking increasingly like the blueberry she was becoming by the second. “But. . . I. . . ohh. . .” Juice dripped from her nipples and pussy. “I. . . want someone to roll me around. I. . . need to . .” She fell onto her ass and rolled about, now a big round ball with small nubs for hands and feet. “I need to. . . ohh. . . ohhh. . .”
Jennifer could no longer think of such human thoughts. All that she was now was being a blueberry. To grow and grow. As she started to roll, becoming ever rounder, she would add to the world’s berry population. More blueberries, yes, more blueberries.
***
Pamula stood on a street corner and looked at her camera man. “It’s an epidemic. At this point, we have seen at least ten blueberry women rolling around town. People are advised to keep their distance as their juices are confirmed to cause people to turn slowly into blueberries themselves. The infected are slowly on the rise. They also seem to keep growing, so there is a worry that they will become so big that the juice will overwhelm the entire city. There are even reports that men sprayed by the juice slowly turn into berry women. No one is safe. This is a state of emergency. It’s an emergency! Get into your homes and lock your doors until this can be—” She turned her head. “Oh no. Two of them are rolling their way here right now. Run. Run!”
But she didn’t have a chance as both she and her cameraman were sprayed with juice. He looked at her before running off. “Hey, get back here. I am not facing this alone.” She moaned, feeling her insides churn. “Oh god. . . ohh. . .” Her boobs pressed tightly against her bra as she grabbed the camera and pushed it upright, her belly already expanding. “Folks, everything is okay.” She squeezed her expanding ass. “There is no need to fear the blueberries bouncing about. We are just. . .” She licked her lips as her eyes flashed blue. “We are just going about and spreading some happy juicy times. Please come out. Come out and play.”
She dropped her microphone as her body rapidly swelled. Soon, she would just be another blueberry, swelling and spreading her seed. How long would it be until the rest of the town became juicy like her? Or the world? Only time will tell.
