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🕑 Added 2024-07-18 03:28:37 +0000 UTCJuicy Work Part 2.
Zach crossed his arms. “It’s been almost two hours.” He stared at the giant blueberry girl on his lawn. “What the hell am I going to do with you?”
She didn’t respond to him, instead moaning as she soaked up the sun. Just a few hours ago, Jen had been worried about such things as struggling to earn a living, dealing with the fucking heat, and a horrible boss. But now she was a massive blueberry that could enjoy these temperatures. So, what if it was hot? It just made her juices sing. She slowly opened her eyes and tapped her hands against the side of her body.
“Hey!” Zach walked up to Jen. “This isn’t a vacation. We need to figure out how to turn you back.”
“Why?” Jen giggled. “I love being this way. Having all this juice inside of me. Feeling like I am on the verge of having it. . . burst out of me.” Her breasts had swollen to a massive size over the last two hours as the sun had warmed her body. The juices inside of her felt ready to come out. But she had no idea what that would mean.
Zach crossed his arms. “I don’t care if you love being that way or not. We have to do something.” He scratched at his chin. “Though I don’t know the first thing about changing you back. Hmmm. . .”
“I know I have some ideas.”
“Quiet.” He snorted. “I don’t want to hear your ideas. Last one you had involved me rubbing you down. You are banned from ideas.” Zach paced back and forth. “Hmm, I have a giant blueberry lady who seems. . .” He looked her over. “Almost bursting with blueberry juice.” His eyes seemed to sparkle. “I think I have a gold mine on my hands.”
“Huh?”
He walked up to her and rubbed her massive right breast, causing Jen to moan. “Oh, nothing, my dear blueberry. Just enjoy yourself. I am going to make you very happy.” He squeezed her breast around the nipple, causing blueberry juice to drip down Jen’s body. “All I ask is you produce some lovely juice for me. Is that such a bad thing?”
“Ohhh god! Ohhhh!”
Zach smiled and turned around. “Good. I think we have an agreement.” He rubbed his hands and walked towards his house. “I have some calls to make.”
***
The next day, Jen had a little table in front of her with at least twenty little jars. She was a good two feet taller and four feet wider than the previous day. Zach said letting her swell and hold in her juices would make the day wonderful. She knew he was using her, but it didn’t matter. If she could be juiced and loved, it would all be worth it.
Speaking of which, Zach walked up to her and leaned against her juicy frame. “Come one, come all. Get premium, fresh blueberry juice. You won’t have anything like this.” He waved at people as they walked by. “What can it do? What can’t it do? It will cool you off on a hot day. And by god’s is today the hottest it has ever been. This juice will help with all of your issues.” He laughed. “I kid. It’s not that good. But it will be much tastier than what you find at the silly old store.”
A young lady and what appeared to be her boyfriend walked up. “Hmm.” They looked up at Jen. “I have never seen a blueberry this big.”
He crossed his arms. “How do we know it’s not just a lady in some odd suit. Look up there. I see a lady’s head.”
Jen snorted. “So what? I may be a berry lady, but I can assure you I am more blueberry than a lady.”
His girlfriend grabbed his arms. “Come on. Can I try some? Please.”
He sighed. “Fine. Fine. But we were going out to eat later. Remember?” He looked at Zach. “How much?”
“Ten dollars a jar.” The young man put the ten-dollar bill on the table.
“So, how is this juice made?”
Zach smiled. “Do you want me to make it, or should the young lady do it?”
“Umm. . .” She looked at Zach. “What do you mean by me make it?”
Zach giggled. “Why you just rub here.” He pressed down on Jen’s right breast. “Very tenderly until the juice comes out.”
The young lady’s boyfriend immediately stepped in. “I knew something fishy was going on here. You want my girlfriend to play with a giant blueberry lady’s breast?”
“It’s fine, Tom. In fact, I think I will like it.” She walked up to Jen. “Besides, don’t you want this juice for some nice blueberry jam later?”
Tom crossed his arms and turned away. “Whatever. Just hurry up. I am not going to watch you do this, Ann.”
“Suit yourself.” She pressed her soft hands down on Jen’s juicy right breast. “Wow, this berry sure is tense. How long do I have to do this?” Ann blushed as she heard a moan. “What was that?”
Zach leaned against Jen. “Oh, you are just doing a good job.” He tapped Jen on her massive round ass. “Trust me.”
Ann looked up. “I am guessing she likes it?”
“Oh, definitely. Keep going. Harder, dear.”
“Yes, harder!” Jen couldn’t keep it in. She wanted the young woman to juice her already.
Ann took a few steps back. “The blueberry. She talked!”
Zach laughed. “I mean, it is a berry lady. Is that a problem?”
