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New Fruit on the Block
🕑 Added 2023-03-06 22:42:10 +0000 UTCNew Fruit on the Block.
Larry paced back and forth, his right hand squeezing a stress ball as his left tapped on his desk. “How am I going to get out of this. How am I going to get out of this.” He kicked his dark swivel chair. “Ughh, I have all the power in the world to cure these giant blueberry ladies, but I just can’t without that jackass Red blabbing that I was the one who started this whole mess in the first place.”
He pulled at his curly dark hair. “If they all found out that I did this to them they. . .”
He took a deep breath. “Maybe I am thinking about this all wrong.” He sat down in his lab chair. “I need to do something drastic to get out of this deal with Red because just hoping that he won’t use my cure for nefarious deeds hasn’t’ been working. I mean curing people just so he can turn them back into blueberries. What a load of shit.”
He tapped his finger on his chin. “But how can I stop all of this nonsense? I don’t. . .” His eyes lit up. “I know. If I can’t stop this, then I will try and ruin Red’s business. If I do that, then people will have to turn to my cure, and all of this blueberry nonsense will be over.” He started to laugh. “And what better way to do that than introducing some other fruits into the market?” Larry threw his head back and laughed widely.
***
Lorelai forced a smile as she looked at the monitor. “So, I guess we won’t be getting together after all.”
Christen pushed down on her round belly. “No. I’m sorry to have gotten your hopes up.” Blueberry juice squirted out from her nipples. “Oh god, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to do that. I am just. . .”
Lorelai giggled. “It’s fine. I know that you are going through a lot right now, Christen.”
“It’s not alright. I told you I was cured, and now I have to cancel because I am all big and blue again.”
Lorelai shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t see what the big deal is. Why can’t I just come over and watch a movie? We don’t have to go out for girls’ night.”
“No, no, no.” Juice flooded Christen’s face. “I can’t let you become a blueberry as well. Just a little bit of juice could cause this to happen to you.”
Lorelai crossed her arms. “You say that like it’s a bad thing.”
“Well, I am not going to juice up my friends. I’m sorry, but until this passes, this is the only way we can meet.” Gurruggle. “And I am not even feeling up to the video call atm. I need to go and juice myself. I will talk to you later.” Christen pressed down on her sides as they expanded. “Oh no, you don’t. I am not going to become round today. I am not.”
The line suddenly went dead.
“Huhhh.” Lorelai put her hands behind her head and leaned back in her chair, the joints of her gaming chair creaking as she did so. “Christen doesn’t need to try and protect me. I am really not that afraid of this so-called blueberry virus.” She threw a blueberry into her mouth. “I find it cool that the town is going through this. We are finally known for something. Besides, Christen said she found a cure. So, you know what that means? We can pick and choose if we want to be blueberries or not. So why is she freaking out so much?”
She spun around in her chair as the doorbell rang.
“Huh? I wasn’t expecting anyone today.” She slowly rose to her feet. “Now that I’m thinking about it, though, I should order something to eat. It is getting late.”
Lorelai approached the front door and looked through the peephole. “Huh?
There is no one there.” She opened the door and slammed her foot onto the snowy pavement. “I know you stupid kids are out here laughing. I have told you a thousand times, don’t ring my fucking doorbell for fun.” She noticed a small package next to her stone pathway. “Oh.
You decided to leave a present for me this time? Such an original joke.” She blinked as she noticed a jogger across the street staring at her. “Sorry.”
The man sighed before continuing down the street.
“Huhhh.” She looked down at the package on her snow-covered lawn. “Well, that looks way too nice for those hooligans to have put crap inside.” She carefully bent down next to the package. “Look at the intricate design. The floral patterns.” She took a deep breath. “I even detect a nice hint of. . . cherries?” Lorelai smiled. “Is it just me, or is this not some random prank.” She gently grasped the box. “Is it just me, or have I been graced by some fruity charity?” She looked around to make sure no one had left the precious package on her doorstep by mistake before dashing into the warmth of her home.
“Well, let’s see here.” Lorelai carefully opened up the box. “Hey, there is a letter in here. Congratulations. You have been randomly selected to receive some free fruit. We think you are a wonderful induvial and deserve to have some cherry goodness in your life.” She reached inside to pull out a nice and juicy cherry. “We hope that you enjoy the fruit and the rest of your day.”
Lorelai shrugged. “I don’t know what that is all about, but I can’t pass up free food.” She tossed the succulent-looking cherry into her mouth. “Mhmm. It tastes soo good.”
She winced as her pocket vibrated. “What now?” Lorelai raised her phone to her ear. “Hello?”
“Hey, don’t you know what day it is?”
“Umm. . .” She snacked on another of the free samples. “It’s Friday, right?”
“The big promotion hearing was today.”
Lorelai’s eyes widened. “What! I thought they didn’t want us to come in today!”
“They said they didn’t want us to work so they could focus on who they wanted to promote and fire. You need to get here fast, as our meeting is coming up soon.”
She gulped. “Thank you so much for the call, Jake. I will be there as soon as I can.” She set her phone down on the hardwood table. “Great. My boss couldn’t be a bit more clear on why we didn’t need to show up today.” She ran her hands through her hazel hair. “If I am fired over this, I am. . . I am. . . ughh.” As she grabbed her jacket, she felt a strange rubble in her stomach. Gurrrglgle. “Ughh oh no, you don’t.” Lorelai slammed her belly. “I won’t have you getting upset on me at such an important time. I will not be fired!” She ran out the door, not realizing that a small red dot had appeared on the back of her neck.
***
“Hey.” Lorelai waved as she rushed toward the meeting room. “Did I make it?”
Jake paced back and forth in front of the big wooden door, looking up as she approached. “You just made it. They are still up with the people from the floor below us.” He put his hands into his slacks. “And it doesn’t sound like it’s going all that well.”
“Oh?” She walked up and put her ear to the door.
“You morons have cost us thousands. No, make that. . .
She pulled away. “Yesh.” She blinked her amber eyes. “I’m glad I’m not in there.” Gurggle.
“Hey, are you ok?”
She adjusted her grey jacket. “Yes. My stomach is a bit upset, but otherwise, I’m fine.” Gurrgggle. “I hope I’m not getting sick or something.”
“Ya. You don’t want to have something happen right before our promotion hearing.”
The big oaken doors of doom suddenly opened, and half a dozen men and women with grim faces shuffled their way out one by one. Before Lorelai could ask what had happened, her boss appeared in the doorway. “Lorelai Matheus. Jake Petherson. You are up next.” He tapped on the back of his tablet. “Now come on, I have six more meetings to get through after yours, so chop, chop.”
As she followed her boss and Jake into the cramped meeting room, she could feel the pressure start to get to her. In fact, it was almost as if the pressure was beginning to build inside of her, a juicy pressure that was getting ready to burst.
“So. Let’s review your performance reviews, shall we?”
“Um. . .” Lorelai wiped away juicy sweat from her neck. “Give me a moment to get into my account, sir.” She sat down, the chair groaning unusually much from her weight, and she logged into the laptop in front of her. “It will only take a minute.” Gurruggle.
“God. Why do I feel so full all of a sudden? Soo juicy. Come on, Lorelai. Just focus. Push this weirdness out of your mind. You can win this promotion.”
Jake gulped as his laptop flared to life. “Mr. Moreson. I’m ready.”
“So am I.” Lorelai looked up at her boss. “Let’s get this meeting started.”
Mr. Moreson narrowed his dull blue eyes. “Ok. I will make this brief.” His eyes drifted towards Lorelai’s chest. “You two don’t. . .”
Jake pulled at the collar of his suit. “We don’t what, sir?”
“I have never seen anything like that in my life.” He took a deep breath and wiped away the sweat forming on his brow. “Umm Lorelai, I think you are umm. . .” He closed his eyes. “Your performance.”
She blinked her eyes as her bra slowly tightened onto her chest. “Is everything all right?” She took a deep breath. “Oh god, the juicy feeling is really becoming intense. I hope this meeting moves along faster. I don’t know how much more I can take.”
Mr. Moreson’s cheeks turned bright red. “Oh, everything is alright. Perfectly right and round.” He smiled as he looked at Lorelai’s chest. “Ohh, so perfect. Why I think you are overdue for a. . .”
Jake turned his head. “Oh my god! Lorelai! Your breasts are huge!”
She looked down and gasped. “Whaaa!” Her blouse suddenly split open, revealing two round swollen balls. “What is going on?” Her eyes widened as she noticed her boobs were bright red. “This can’t be happening.” Gurrgle. Lorelai looked at her hand as it slowly became red. “Oh god, it’s spreading. What am I going to do?”
Jake turned towards Mr. Moreson. “Hey, do we get our promotions?”
Her cheeks turned bright red. “How can you think about that right now?” Her boobs bounced together as she turned towards him. “Something very odd is happening to me, and you can only think about money.” Flomp. She looked down to see her hips extending outward. “I’m getting bigger.” She took a deep breath. “Is it just me, or does this kind of feel good?” Lorelai shook her head. “No. That is not what you should be thinking about right now. You are filling up with some strange juice in your boss’s office and might lose out on a promotion. You shouldn’t be focusing on how this makes you. . .” Blort. Her stomach vibrated as juice flooded into her chest. “Ohhh, but it does feel goood.”
Mr. Moreson chuckled. “Well, I’m not sure what to do. I was planning on giving you two promotions. You two certainly deserve it.” He watched as Lorelai’s shirt slowly rode up her expanding belly. “But maybe I should wait a bit considering. . .”
Lorelai jumped to her feet, juice squirting from her nipples. “Now, hold on a minute. Just because I seem to be having a bit of a juicy situation here doesn’t mean you should hold back on promoting us. Ohhhhh.”
“Are you ok?” Asked Jake.
She nodded her head. “Yes. It is just embarrassing to say, but I like the feeling.” She blushed. “I like becoming a big old fruit. I guess I’m not afraid to say it.” She turned towards her boss. “But anyways, you can’t hold out on those promotions.” She walked around the table. “We worked so hard for them. Slaving away on the accounts. The least you can do is give us some love.” She pressed her round belly and massive red boobs against his body. “So, are you going to promote us or not?”
Mr. Moreson giggled. “I will do anything you say.” His eyes rolled into his head as juice dripped onto his forehead. “Anything at all.”
“Well, good.” She slapped him with her big cherry breasts. “Now then, Jake, let’s get out of here. I’m feeling very full, and I don’t know how much longer I can stand.”
Shrriippp. Lorelai giggled. “Or, for that matter, how much longer my clothing can take my fruity frame.”
Jake jumped to his feet. “Oh, of course.” He rushed over to Lorelai’s side. “Let’s get you down to street level as soon as possible. Ughh. . .” He ran his hand along her hair. “Even your hair is turning red now.”
She giggled. “Of course it is.” She slapped herself on her round belly as her pants zipper unzipped itself. “The juice has to go somewhere, doesn’t it?”
“I. . .”
Lorelai walked towards the door. “Now come on. I need you to help me walk. I am very, very top-heavy. Whoh.” As she began to fall, Jake caught her with an arm full of cherry boobs. “Why, thank you.” She giggled as he helped her back onto her feet.
“It was nothing.” He blushed as her pants snapped apart and slid down her legs.
“Oh, I’m so sorry.” She spread her legs apart. “I should really try and get out of here while I can, shouldn’t I?” Lorelai took a deep breath. “I never thought I could be this full, though. Ohhh. How big do you think I’m going to get?”
“If you are swelling up like those blueberries around town, then your growth has just begun.”
“Oh ya. I just remembered that.” They walked out into the next room. “But I thought people could only turn into blueberries. How am I. . .” She leaned against Jake. “Hold on.”
Gurrrglglge.
“Hey.” He gulped. “Your body feels like a waterbed. Are you?”
Flllloomp. With a sudden surge of juice, her boobs swelled, snapping her bra in two. Her waistline turned into a round red ball knocking Jake to the side. Blort. “Ahhhh!” She fell back, her massive red breasts blocking her view as she landed on her squishy rear end. “I need to get up.” Lorelai took a deep breath, but the pressure was intense, and her sides were swelling rapidly now. Her legs not only filled to the brim with cherry juice but pushed away from one another.
“I don’t think you are getting back up any time soon.” Jake ran his fingers along her round body. “At this point, I think I will have to roll you out of here.”
Glorp. “I don’t think there is a need for that.” She giggled. “I am fine where I am.”
“Huh?”
She smiled. “I. . . ohhhh.” Juice squirted out of her body. “This feels amazing. All of this juice inside of my body, vibrating my skin. My big tender cherry breasts. Oh, Jake, I love being a cherry.”
He laughed and rubbed her body. “Well then. You are kind of cute. And I don’t have to worry about this then.” He bent over and licked up the juice surrounding her right nipple, causing Lorelai to moan. “I think you make one sexy cherry.”
“Ohhhhh!”
Jake jumped onto her body. “So, what do you say we celebrate our new promotions?”
Lorelai vibrated her cherry body in response, cherry juice squirting from her nipples.
Comments
The sniping spy
Quite a fruity experience
