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🕑 Added 2023-11-23 21:09:47 +0000 UTCProduct Testing p2.
Olivia stepped off the bus, her blue breasts bouncing against one another. It was the day after her accidental swelling incident, and she finally found herself at the new product testing facility. After Olivia let herself give into her blueberry urges and swell into a giant berry again, Red didn’t take any chances. He forced her onto a bus the moment she got up before she could even get the hint of blueberries into her system. The driver said it was to avoid any more juicy nonsense like she had caused the day before.
In her defense, she had gone almost six months without being able to swell into the lovely blueberry that she is. But still, after she wrecked one of the juicing chambers, letting herself go with her lovely blueberry orgasms, Red wasn’t going to let her anywhere near the equipment until she came back from the product testing department and got her urges out of her system.
It was fine by her. She wanted this and was sick of Red’s stupid policy against handlers being unable to let loose. She blamed him for her little incident yesterday. If she was given permission to be a blueberry every once in a while, her orgasms wouldn’t have been so wild and destructive.
“Hello there!” A young man in a green tank top waved at Olivia. “Are you the new lady here to help with product testing?”
Olivia nodded her head. “I am. So, what am I here to test?” She rubbed her hands together. “Oh, I hope it’s something blueberry related. I love blueberries.”
He walked up to her and put his right hand on her lips. “Nope! We don’t do blueberries here at the product testing labs.”
“What!?”
He laughed. “Ya, everyone has that reaction when they get here. But I assure you that when you leave, you will have a new and lovely appreciation for inflation. Please follow me.”
Olivia turned around, desperate to get back on the bus, but to her dismay, it had already left. “But. . .”
He grabbed her arm with an iron grip. “Now come along.”
“My blueberry orgasms.”
“You will find new and incredible pleasures here. Don’t you fret.” He dragged Olivia into a strange-looking room. The floor was grated, and there was a fan on the right wall. “First things first. We need to get the remaining blueberry out of your system so we can test our other projects.”
Olivia pushed away from the young man. “Oh no. You are not turning me back into a boring ole human.”
“Don’t worry. When your time at our testing facility ends, you will be turned back into a blueberry.” He stuck a syringe into her shoulder and injected her with something. “Now, please don’t be stubborn.”
“Hey!” She moaned. “I want to go back. I. . .” Her nipples suddenly felt very tense. “What was in that.” Her cheeks turned bright purple. “Ohh, god.”
He laughed. “Enjoy yourself. This is the first step in your lovely stay here.” He walked out of the room.
Olivia’s body quickly heated up. “I almost feel as good as if I was being juiced.” She fell onto her knees. “In fact, I feel as if I. . .” She moaned. “I am going to. . .” Blueberry juice dripped from her nipples. “It suddenly feels so hard to keep it in. . .” She licked her lips. “Oh god. . .”
Before she knew it, blueberry juice came gushing out from her nipples and pussy. She moaned as she rubbed herself down, the sensations like heaven on earth. Her juices spilled down through the grates as she rolled about on the ground, her skin slowly turning back to normal. When it was done, she was butt naked, her cheeks a bright red. “Ohh god. Ohhh yes.”
“Ahh, I see you enjoyed yourself.” Olivia sat up, her hair now its natural red color. The young man laughed as she looked over herself in shock. “Yes, you are yourself once more. “He tossed her a set of generic clothing. “Her put these on. You won’t keep them on for long, but trust me, wearing them adds to the experience.” Olivia did as she was told, sliding the blue t-shirt and sweatpants onto her body. “Now come on. The workers have to use that fan to flush the rest of your fluids down into the container below. We have to collect your juices after all.”
“Umm. . .” She followed after him. “Who are you, and what is this place?”
“Me? You can call me Carlson. And this is the new testing facility. We are testing many new inflation products, as Red likes to call them. Truth be told, there is way too much here to be put under one category. From other fruits to our new line of advertisements, it is all very much the way of the future.”
“Future?” She tried her best to keep up with him but wasn’t used to walking without her extra fluids and girth. “I thought blueberries were the way of the future.”
Carlson laughed. “Yes, there is a big and booming blueberry business. But you can’t rely on blueberries forever, can you?” He laughed. “So, what else will we get people to blow up into? Hmm? I mean, not everyone enjoys blueberries.”
“Not everyone enjoying blueberries?” Olivia snorted. “What is wrong with these people?”
“Well, not everyone can be as happy with blueberries as you.” He led her into a square white room. “Ahh, here we are. This will be perfect.”
“But there is nothing here but a chair.”
He laughed. “Well, you are here.” He put his hand on her shoulder. “Are you ready to get started?”
