(Blueberry / Inflatable TF)
“I’m home…”
The apartment door creeps open as a woman with messy brown hair sulks into the living room with massive bags under her eyes and execution radiating off of her. Cassie is your normal college student bogged down by classes that last forever and that give you so much work that you spend more time working on projects than the time you spent in class, and even worse a dead-end job that pays too little and asks too much. And to top it all off she was the only main source of income for the apartment she shared with two other deadbeat roommates. Sabrina who couldn’t hold a job to save her life and was always out partying and Vanessa who fancied herself as a scientist well a mad scientist was a more fitting term. So everything from cooking, cleaning, and paying the bills fell on Cassie.
“Sabrina? Vanessa?” she called out to her roommates her voice echoing throughout the small apartment. She looked around and saw that no one was home. “Sabrina is probably out partying and Vanessa is who knows where doing who knows what…” she grumbled to herself.
She figured that it was probably for the best as after a long day of retail having customers yell at you because of their own stupidity she needed to relax and simply didn’t wait to deal with her roommate’s antics. Whether it be chasing down Sabrina when she is drunk and half-naked or cleaning up Vanessa’s latest scientific blunder. Between school, work, and her roommates peace and quiet was something she desperately needed.
She walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge to find something cold and refreshing to drink. She scanned the interior pushing passed can’s of Sabrina beer until she spotted a blue liquid pitcher. She fully inspected the pitcher looking for any warning labels as it was all too common for Vanessa to shove some random concoction in the fridge before Cassie forced her to buy a mini fridge for them, she had accidentally drank them one too many times and had one too many sick days because of them.
Behind the pitcher was a half-empty box of blueberries. Cassie looked at the liquid again and figured one of her roommates made blueberry juice. She grabbed the pitcher and decided to try it, her roommates eat and drink her stuff all of the time so it’s not like a bit of juice missing would be a big deal. So she poured herself a glass of the juice with no regrets.
After pouring herself a glass Cassie sat down in the living room to watch TV enjoying her rare peace and quiet. She looked at the glass, picked it up, and pressed it to her lips. The cool blue liquid trickled down the glass and past her lips and ass soon as it touched her tastebuds her eyes went wide and she froze nearly dropping the glass. It tasted like blueberry heaven, the magical concoction was a sweet sensation like nothing she had ever tasted before. The sweet syrupy liquid was rich with wonderful flavor filling the downtrodden overworked and over-stressed girl with a feeling of wonderful joy that she had been missing in her miserable life, it was like all of her worries were washed away as the juice washed down her throat. Before she knew it she already drank the entire glass. The taste of blueberries hung in her mouth but it wasn’t enough she needed more, she couldn’t even last a minute without downing a drop of that sweat-heavenly juice.
She got up from the couch and darted to her kitchen as if all of her fatigue was washed away and she wouldn’t let anything get between her and the juice. She flung open the fridge and snatched the pitcher. She looked at the glass in her hand and the pitcher in her other, and a strangely lusty smile crept across her face as she half-hazardly tossed the glass away shattering it on the floor, and looked at the pitcher longingly. A small glass wouldn’t satiate her thirst she wanted it all. Cassie tore off the top and chugged the entire thing without hesitation till there was not a single drop left. She looked the empty pitcher up and down and sighed as she no longer had the sweet delectable liquid, and it was now just a faint memory.
BURP!!!
Cassie blushed after letting out a massive burp, she covered her mouth and gasped, and then she froze again with the same look of amazement as before. She put her hand in front of her mouth and breathed into it. A strong scent of rich blueberries came from her breath and filled her nose. She shivered and squealed smelling her sweet tainted breath.
“I will have to ask whoever made that amazing juice to make more!” she practically sang as she skipped back to the couch. She leaped onto the couch flopping lazily across it and went back to watching TV. Shortly into her show, she felt strangely lethargic, and before she knew it her eyes became heavy as she drifted into a slumber dreaming of fields filled with sweet blueberries.
Hours passed and Cassie woke up as her belly began to torment her. She yawned and stretched still felly strangely lethargic maybe even worse than before. She sat feeling tired and heavy making her not want to move. She groaned as her belly tossed and turned.
“Damn it…” she groaned. “Don’t tell me that juice made me sick…?” she groggily winced out. She felt a pressure in her throat and grunted as she covered her mouth. “Oh god…” she slowly and heavily got off the couch and hobbled to the bathroom her legs feeling as if they were jelly forcing her to support herself as she trudged forward. One hand on her wall the other on her strangely soft belly. She flopped into the door barely catching herself on the sink. She looked into the mirror, and she looked like shit. She was sickly pale and massive bags hung under her eyes. Serves her right for drinking someone else’s juice without asking, despite how good it is.
Cassie felt the sudden build-up in her throat and she leaned over the skin and vomited thick syrupy blue liquid into the sink an unimaginable amount of fluid puking more than her guts out.
“Fuck…” she groaned as the sweet taste of blueberries filled her mouth again. “Huh?” she gasped surprised as realizing the delectable flavor in her mouth instead of the normal gross acidy taste of vomit. “Blueberries?” she spoke a slight smile appearing on her face.
She looked into the sink and saw a pool of juice draining away, juice that looked exactly like the one she drank. She spat into the sink and her spit was blue. Strangely after puking her guts out, she felt mostly fine. Tired, and heavy like nothing else but no longer sick, actually other than not wanting to move an inch she felt amazing. She then hobbled to the kitchen grabbed a fresh glass spat it in then drank her saliva. Blueberries, her spit tastes like blueberries. Strangely this didn’t raise any concern to her, it was too sweet to be a bad thing right?
Cassie noticed the glass she had hardly thrown to the ground earlier as the shards of glass lay on the ground. She bent over to pick up a large shard to throw it away then she heard a rip causing her to jump.
“OW!” she screamed as shock caused her to cut herself on the glass.
She looked at her hand worried, but instead of blood gushing from an open wound, it was blue. She licked her hand squealing tasting the wonderful flavor of the blueberries, she was so entranced by the flavor that she didn’t even realize that the cut vanished.
“EEP!” she gasped as he felt a sudden rush of pressure flow through her. “Huh?” she winced as the rush of pressure sobered her from her blueberry ecstasy. “Wait blue blood, blue vomit, blue spit…” she mumbled to herself trying to put together what was happening to her. She shivered as she felt a cool breeze over her butt. She reached her hand around her back and felt her soft squishy butt peeking through her pants, well that explains the rip… Wait why did her pants rip?
She gasped and looked down at herself she shrieked as she saw a small bump on her belly and her hips and rear grew out. Cassie was normally a skinny girl but now she was bordering on being plump.
“W-what the fu-!” she grunted but was cut by a gasp as the pressure in her body grew and the rip in her pants grew exposing her butt even more. “Shit, Shit, shit…!” she painted borderline moaning as she felt her tight butt and tights. “Vanessa!” she gasps.
This was Vanessa’s fault! Vanessa and her crazy science experiments, Cassie told her countless times not to put her junk in the fridge because something just like this was going to happen someday, and of course, it just happened to be her. Cassie shot her hand to her pocket looking for her phone but it wasn’t there, that’s right she forgot it on the couch. Cassie hobbled back to the couch as fast as she could as the pressure inside of her belly and butt grew. With each step, the tears in her pants drew longer and wider, and new ones burst open as well. She painted heavily (maybe moaning it was hard to tell) as she struggled to walk, she wasn’t that big but it felt like she was a land whale. Just as she got to the couch her legs gave away and she flopped to it. She sat there for a minute catching her breath while her growth continued making the pressure even worse. She felt sticky from all of the sweat, she looked at it. The sweat was blue, so she licked her arm, and as she imagined it tasted like blueberries.
Wonderful blueberries, such a wonderful and sweet flavor that she never wanted to get rid of. Why did she want to call Vanessa again to try and fix her? Every liquid inside of her tasted like the rich wonderful blueberries, the flavor was so prominent that it refused to leave her mouth.
“Damnit no!” she grunted as she forced herself to grab her phone and call her roommate, the blueberries were doing something to her and she refused to let them win. But if they won part of her wouldn’t have minded….
“What is it, Cassie?” Vanessa’s voice came from the phone.
“What the hell was in that blueberry juice!” she grunted.
“Oh, shit don’t tell me you drank it!” panic filled Vanessa’s voice.
“Why the hell wouldn’t I? You left it in the fucking fridge!” she grunted between exhausted pants. “How many times have I told you about not doing exactly that!”
“Okay calm down!” Vanessa said trying to calm herself down just as much as her roommate on the phone. “How much did you drink!”
“All of it…?”
“God fucking damn it…”
“What do you mean ‘God fucking damnit’!”
“Okay, are you experiencing any side effects like swelling!”
“Yes, my pants are torn to shreds and my belly is massive! Also, my sweat, blood, and spit are now blueberry juice!”
“Crap this is even worse than I thought…” Vanessa mumbled to herself. “The formula wasn’t even close to ready to be tested on lab rats let alone humans….”
“What the hell do you mean!” Cassie shouted. “What is happening to me!”
“Hey, have you ever watched Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory?”
“God, fuck you why the hell are you trying to turn people into blueberries let alone putting your blueberry potion in the fucking fridge!”
“Hey, my mini fridge was filled up with my other experiments and I wasn’t trying to turn people into blueberries do you think I am crazy!”
“Yes!”
“First fuck off, second after the blueberry scene inspired me to create an infinite blueberry and you drank my experiment!”
“Why, just why?”
“I was bored OKAY!!!”
“How do I fix this!”
“Shit, I never had to undo this on the fruits I tested this on but I am sure I can come up with something! Just sit tight I will be back as fast as I can! You should be fine if your skin doesn’t feel like rubber!”
Before Cassie could ask her why she should be worried about her skin turning into rubber Vanessa hung up the phone.
“Okay this is bad I am turning into a blueberry…” Cassie muttered to herself as she felt her body fill up with more liquid. The sweet rich taste of blueberries filled her entire body making it hard not to give in to the feeling of juicy desire. “Fuck, why does this feel so good…?” she mumbled as she rubbed her massive belly causing it to slosh around. The feeling of the juice in her belly sloshing inside of her taut that was stretched out over her lap flowing over her fat juicy thighs. She cooed as she felt her stretched skin rub against each other, the mind-numbing flavor of the blueberries, and the feeling of her stretched belly sloshing wonderful juices inside of it was too much for her to bear each ripple of juice turning her on even further.
“God damn it!”
Cassie shouted as she squeezed her fattening arm under her belly and into her thighs questing to her damn pussy. She started fingering herself with one hand in her pussy and the other fondling her belly. She panted and moaned as she pleasured herself with the sloshing of her body from the vibrations only making the pleasure more intense. Her body started to grow faster stretching further as more juice filled her up to the point her breasts, butt, and most notably her belly overtook her body growing to massive proportions filling out the couch, and tearing her remaining clothes to shreds. She let out a loud girly moan as she threw her head back once she broke the point of orgasm. As if a hose turned on in her vagina blue juice poured forth rushing like a typhoon out of her soaking the couch.
“God, fuck me!” she hollered as she sprayed her juices across the couch soaking it completely. “God, god, god!” she moaned as she rubbed her belly as her arm could no longer reach her drenched pussy after breaking into an endless orgasm. She paused for a second as her wonderfully large belly felt strange, like rubber….
Rubber…
Wait Vanessa warned her about this!
That shock brought her back to reality Cassie bit her lip to hold back her cries of pleasure as she fought the lust in her mind and tried to get a hold of herself. She looked down and gasped as her belly started to turn blue and take on a rubbery shine. It wasn’t just her belly it was her breasts and butt as well. She was turning into blue rubber. No this was impossible she couldn’t be a rubber blueberry she was a human. Cassie had to remind herself that she was a human, not a blueberry, whatever was happening to her already started to take hold of her mind even more. Thoughts of being nothing but a big juicy blueberry polluted her mind. So big and round full of sloshy juices….
“Vanessa I am going to kill her for this…” she weakly panted spitting out globs of juice as she spoke. “Vanessa why would you make something that would turn someone into this… something so big and juicy…?”
A thought came to Cassie, why was she fighting this? Why did she want to stay as a human instead of a blueberry? What did she have to live for as a human? A job she hated to pay for classes she hated, to get a job that she would learn to hate, and roommates that she hated. But as a blueberry, she would just be a massive orb sloshing around filled with sweet euphoric juice. No stress or worries, just happy blueberry thoughts and sweetness.
“FUCK BEING A HUMAN!” Cassie shouted at the top of her lungs and the growth spread at a rapid rate. Her entire torso inflated into a sphere, her arms and legs sank into her spherical body, and soon her whole body was pure blue rubber…
“Hey, bitches I’m home!” Sabrina stumbled alcohol lingering on her breath half-drunk and carrying a half-empty bottle. She was met with silence and a dark living room. “Hello anyone home?” she grunted. Once again no response. “Damn, are you all partying without me?” she scoffed and walked through the door she paused when she stepped in something wet and sticky. “When the?” she mumbled as the scent of blueberries assaulted her nose. She wandered to the light switch and flicked it on. “The hell?” she muttered to herself upon seeing the strange thing in the center of her living room.
A dark blue blob the size of a bean bag rested in the middle of the floor, and blue liquid dripped off it in a large puddle around it. Sabrina slowly approached the strange blob to inspect it, the closer she got the more the scent of blueberries assaulted her senses. A large pair of bright blue cartoon eyes drawn on the blob shot open spooking Sabrina causing her to fly to the floor. A cartoon mouth that was drawn on as well smiled at her.
“What the fuck!”
“Hi, I was wondering when you would be home?” the blob spoke in an all too sweet and bubbly tone from a mouth that looked printed on its rubber body. “Hey, have you seen Vanessa?” the blob asked looking around. “I wanted to thank her?”
“Wait, I am not high or something?” Sabrina stammered looking at the strange blue rubber blob in front of her questioning her sanity and trying to remember if she did any drugs that would make her see things.
“I don’t think so?” the blob responded also not knowing that answer. “But I can assure you that I am real!”
“That is what you all say!” Sabrina spat pointing at the strange blob. “Damn where the hell is Cassie, when you need her?”
“I’m right here?” the blob answered.
“Damn…” Sabrina muttered giving the blob a double take. “How did I get so fucking high?”
“I’m not lying!” the blob pouted her printed-on face scrunching up cutely. “I am Cassie!”
“Ok, then if you are Cassie,” Sabrina shouted at the blob and created air quotes as she said her roommate's name. “What is her favorite color?”
“Blue!” the blob answered truthfully.
“Wrong!” Sabrina loudly shouted sticking her tongue out and jeering.
“What how is that wrong!” the blob shouted back offended.
“Everyone knows that her favorite color is like pink or some dumb girly shit.” Sabrina shook her head and scoffed triumphantly as she looked down at the blue blob.
“No, it has always been blue!” the blob shouted back now fully annoyed at her roommate.
“Okay, then where does she work?”
“BestBuy…”
“Wrong!”
The blob wasn’t wrong…
“Next, what is her birthday?”
“Do you even know that?” the blob asked rolling her eyes.
“Shit…” Sabrina muttered after thinking for a second, she didn’t remember. A spike of malice filled the drunk woman as she looked at the blob who blankly stared at her. “Oh, so you think you are so smart but you are not!”
“Sabrina you are drunk go lie down…”
“Well fuck you… you… weird blue thing!”
“Sabrina, you are one of the reasons why am I glad I turned into a squishy balloon filled with blueberry juice!” she shot back as her cartoon eyes changed to exaggerated angry ones.
“What the hell was that!”
“Go you come home drunk every day and eat the food I play for and screw around in the apartment that I pay for! You are too incompetent to get a job to help pay the bills yet you act like you own the damn place! And god forbid I ask for anything even the smallest thing you throw a fit and go out drinking only to trash the place!” the blob shouted as loud as she could in as angry as her permanent bubbly voice could muster. “So yeah I am glad that I turned into a blob filled with sweet juice who doesn’t have a care in the world! Good luck paying the bills when I am this!”
The girl and the blob just stared at each other in silence. Cassie felt relieved to get that off of her chest, she hated her roommates she hated everything besides the sweet sloshy juice inside of her squishy body. She had no regrets, she was a balloon blueberry and she couldn’t be happier, for the first time in a while she felt weightless and free. Cassie vowed that she would never let go of this feeling no matter what. But Sabrina had other plans.
The half-drunk girl’s eyes narrowed and she grits her teeth as she looks at the blob in front of her. Sabrina was an angry drunk and Cassie seemingly forgot in her new carefree state. Sabrina was a human with limbs and hands to hold things, Cassie was a rubber blob filled with juice. And even if she wasn’t in her current state Sabrina would easily overpower her, as she had in the past. Cassie quivered her juices sloshing around as she looked at the angry drunk in front of her. In an effortless motion, Sabrina broke the bottle against the wall shattering half of it and leaving the other half a cluster of serrated glass.
“Oh, I guess you really aren’t that dumb bit Cassie.” Sabrina grinned wickedly as she tossed the broken bottle in her hand her voice slurring with every word. “If you were you would have known what happens when you piss me off, wouldn’t you?” she chuckled to herself and stepped forwards her eyes never leaving the blob. “Last time she pissed me off I gave her a black eye and she wouldn’t say a word back my lifestyle for… well last time I saw her. Serves that bitch right.”
Cassie was terrified, in her new blob-like body she forgot the horrors of her old life for a moment. Sabrina is insane and could easily hospitalize her if Cassie spoke up against her drinking and laziness and Vanessa is eccentric and is more like a pest you couldn’t get rid of instead of a roommate. She was trapped between a woman she feared and a woman she couldn’t get rid of. And now she wasn’t but who knew how long that would last for?
“I wanna see if you deflate like a wimp or pop?” Sabrina chuckled as she grew closer and flipped her grip on the bottle upside down ready to send it down on the poor helpless balloon blob. “So what ’cha guessing freak!”
Cassie tightly shut her eyes as Sabrina swung the serrated bottle at her, but nothing happened she heard her roommate turn attacked cuss at her then a splat. She opened her eyes and screamed as she saw Sabrina logged between them. Sabrina must have slipped on the puddle of juice and fell into her. Sabrina swung and swore as she tried to push herself off the Cassie but to no use. Sabrina’s body felt all too heavy than what Cassie was used to as her body pushed down against Cassie’s rubbery one causing it to squeak and crease. The drunk’s body felt as if it weighed a hundred tons stringing the poor blob’s rubber.
POP
Cassie frantically looked around wondering if she had popped, but she didn’t. She was all intact not a scratch or tear on her blue rubber. Then she felt something kicking against her insides. She gasped as she felt another kick to her rubber stretching it out. She heard muffled screaming and felt more kicks and punches.
“Sabrina?” she muttered as part of her stretched out as if something was banging on her insides to try and escape. “Are you inside of me?” she heard her roommate’s muffled screams of anger, she couldn’t make them out but she swore that she could make out Sabrina threatening her life. “Well serves you right!” the blob giggled as Sabrina pushed at her insides. “You know what it actually feels nice having you inside of me?” she cooed as a shiver rocked her. The feeling of her roommate trapped in her juices sent shivers of pleasure throughout her entire rubber body visibly making her quiver. The feelings were more intense than what she felt when she was first transforming, it was orgasmic feeling the woman inside of her squirm around her juices pressed tightly against her rubber walls.
Sabrina’s cries faded from cries of malice to those of terror, yet her captor was all too entranced with her own feelings to notice. The juice in her prison began to shift and stir and the rubber walls tightened compressing her. The more she squirmed to escape being crushed the tighter her prison became, the rubber walls rubbed against her and the juices crept into every part of her. The juice was the sweetest thing she ever tasted. It was like a holey nectar that made every other liquid feel vastly inferior to the point she didn’t even want it to touch her lips, not even her favorite liquor. The tightening walls stimulated her body and the juice stimulated her senses. Her mind grew sloshy and hazy as her cries of terror became those of pleasure joining in with the weird blue blob that she was trapped in. The blob’s body tightened around Sabrina forcing her into a fetal position and never stopped getting tighter. Her body ached and creaked as her rubbery prison grew so tight she had nowhere to go. But she felt no pain only happiness and pleasure. She felt like she was going to burst, no she wanted to…
“AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!”
The blob cried out in pleasure as a loud pop rang from her body forcing it to expand again doubling her size. The blob sat there panting for a minute trying to recover from her juicy orgasm. Strangely she didn’t feel her prisoner…
“Sabrina?” the blob asked curiously.
There was no sound only the sloshing of her juice…
“Honey I am home!” a man shouted to his wife as he entered his apartment.
“I’m in the kitchen!” she shouted back, but her voice sounded off.
It was cuter, sweeter, and more bubbly. But her husband didn’t notice and went to the kitchen to greet her after a long day’s work. His jaw dropped when he entered the room, the faucet was pouring blue water that overflowed the sink, and in the center of the room was a blueberry balloon blob with a printed-on cartoon face that he recognized as his wife.
“What do you think of the new ad bluer me!” she giggled spraying juice on him.
“Damn, today was hell…” a woman muttered to herself as she opened the door to the bathroom. “Hey are you done in there, I want to take a shower?”
Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped as she saw her boyfriend or what became of him. A massive blue orb was squeezed into the shower which overflowed with blue liquid. She looked at the sight frozen in confusion.
“Sorry, could you lend me a hand?” the blueberry balloon blob squeaked.
Then the glass shattered sending a wave of juice towards the woman who could only brace herself as she was washed away.
“Hey, w-what is happening!” I woman shrieked as her body was pinned to the bed by a massive blue orb.
One moment he boyfriend was riding her and the next she was being crushed by a massive sloshing rubber orb. And even worse it felt like the orb was getting heavier by the second crushing her body as if it was trying to absorb her.
“Sorry chat!” a blueberry balloon blob said in a pouty voice as it lay in the juice-soaked remains of an expensive gaming chair and headset. “Looks like I can’t play anymore now that I am a balloon blueberry. But please stick around and we can chat about my new super cute blueberry body!”
Her chat exploded.
“So you are some kind of rubber blueberry?” a woman asked the blueberry balloon blob she was snuggling with on the floor. “And I drank from you so I am going to be one as well?”
“Yep, but don’t worry it is super duper nice!”
“Well, I will just have to take your word for it bab.” she smiled planting a kiss on her lover as she felt her belly swell.
“Oh, no, no, no!” a blueberry balloon blob exclaimed in a panic as she watched a fire on the stove grow. “This is bad!” she looked for a way to put it out but as an immobile balloon filled with juice she couldn’t do anything.
Then the sprinklers came on…
“Huh?” a resident of the apartment looked at the blue water coming from the sprinklers, they tasted it. “Blueberry…?”
More people stepped out of their apartments and looked and tasted the juice…
“Freeze!” men in hazmat suits stormed the apartment scanning it with their weapons.
“Hey, who are you!” the massive blueberry balloon blob in the center of the room pouted. “What are you doing in my apartment?”
“Are you Cassie Miller?” the man asked her.
“I was?” the blob responded confused, “I think?”
“And do you know where Sabrina Mccoy is?”
“Oh, easy I ate her!” the blob giggled.
“We have another one, a juicer.” the man spoke over the radio. He signaled the men to apprehend the blueberry balloon blob who protested as they squeezed it out of the door and carried her away. It watched while protesting while it was carried down the hall and past many of their siblings who were being taken away as well.
“You can’t do this I have right!” it shouted jiggling in the men’s arms. “I do don’t ?”
The men didn’t respond as they stuck a number to the blob and tossed it in a truck with dozens of other blobs just like it only differing in size and the printed face.
A woman in a suit with dark hair tied in a bun looked on as the blob was tossed in the truck followed by another with melancholy eyes, she recognized one of the blob's voices it sounded like her roommate well a sweeter and bubbly version of her voice. She heard the call Cassie Patent Zero and Sabrina the first victim to be what she calls juice. She left for a day, just one day for an important meeting, and this happens her entire apartment complex turned into balloons filled with blueberry juice or juice to fill them.
“This is all your fault you know that right Vanessa?” a man in a black suit hissed at her from the front of the car.
“Yes, and I intend to take full responsibility and fix this!” she quickly spoke.
“So what possessed you to make that?” he pointed out the window to a group of men carrying a pair of blueberry balloon blobs who were snuggling.
“Renewable juice sir…” she quietly spoke. “A formula that would mutate fruit into an indestructible form that would never rot or spoil all while providing limitless juice. I never expected the incomplete batch to be this volatile and unstable…. At worst I expected my roommate to just bloat up maybe her skin turn to rubber but I thought that would be unlikely unthinkable even until she told me her symptoms.”
“And this is why we do things by the books Dr.” he coldly spoke to her. “Look at what your little home experiment has done.”
“Yes, sir I understand…”
“Now you better fix this or you are in a whole lot of shit.”
“Yes, sir…”
Months later
“How are the tests going?” Dr. Vanessa spoke to a fellow scientist as she overlooked a large room filled to the brim with massive rubbery orbs that leaked a rich blue liquid.
“There has been no progress,” he said solemnly. “Every time we try to alter these creatures' DNA it changes and adapts. Their bodies are indestructible and their DNA keeps changing so we can’t get rid of them that way.”
“I am assuming that we have made no progress on reversing the effects, the juiced are most likely lost for good, but the infected while dumbed down and lost all sense of self are still sentient to some degree which means they are worth saving.” she bit her lip and looked on at her creations in horror, she never imagined anything like this would happen.
“I am afraid not, biologically they are a strange mix between living rubber and blueberries meaning that they have no human DNA left in them. And…”
“Whenever we try to alter their DNA it corrects itself to being a rubber blueberry…”
“Correct…”
“Damnnit…” she slammed her hand into the desk. “At least tell me we have the infection under control.”
“Somewhat.”
“Somewhat!”
“It is still spreading but we can create a vaccine for it faster than it can evolve meaning that in time we should stop the spread, but…”
“But what?”
“It isn’t a sure-fire solution as enough exposure even to a vaccinated person will infect them.”
“Which means the spread is unlikely unless individuals willingly or unwillingly consume a large amount of the untreated juice.”
“Correct.” the scientist said with a bit of worry. “But people are selling the untreated juice on the black market and spreading it around.”
“Damn it,” she shouted.
“Dr. Vanessa the Director would like to have a word with you.” A voice came over a loudspeaker.
“Wish me luck…” she sighed knowing that her fate was sealed.
“You will need it.”
Vanessa left the room looking back at the victims of the infection she unknowingly caused.
Vanessa woke up in a small airlock, she slowly got to her feet and noticed that she was wearing a hazmat suit. She looked around and tried to open the large metal door, but it wouldn’t budge. Then she banged on it and no one answered.
“You are awake Dr. Vanessa.” the Director’s voice came over a loudspeaker.
“W-what where am I!” she shouted. “I was in your office, then?”
“My guards drugged you and took you here.”
“What why?”
“You recall that I told you that if you failed to show me results there would be consequences?”
“Yes Sir!” she panicked her body shaking, she wasn’t able to cure the infection she failed and everyone who was infected or juiced had to suffer because of it.
“Because of you, a once-trusted company that led the world’s scientific research is now disgraced and scrutinized because people’s families are now near mindless rubber blueberries and the juice inside of them.”
“Sir I am sorry!” she begged knowing that she was going to suffer for her actions no matter what, but she still pleaded for forgiveness anyway.
“But I am thankful.”
“Thankful?” she gasped.
“As you should know if treated the virus that transforms people can be nullified leaving the sweetest and most addicting blueberry juice imaginable.”
“What are you saying!”
“You claim to be smart think about it, we have warehouses filled with the best juice known to man. So I have to thank you for creating this new product for us.”
“Those are people!”
“Those were people!” his voice ranged and his fist slamming his desk could be heard over the loudspeaker. “But because of someone who was barely above an intern “borrowed” my company's equipment and ruined the lives of hundreds they are now just near mindless blobs of rubber filled with juice.”
“But Sir!” she shouted in protest. “We can’t just exploit them!”
“What can we do?” he hissed. “Send them home to their families to spread the virus or turn them into juice! Because of your stupidity, we can’t fix this! So we are going to make the most of this. And besides we can use the money made from your already over-budgeted pet project that blew up in your face to continue funding research. Sure we may not be able to turn your victims back, but think about stopping more people from being infected. I am not the bad guy for waiting to make the most out of warehouses full of never-ending supplies of juice who love spewing it everywhere.”
“So this is once again my fault?”
“How is it not?” he spoke venomously. “You went behind our backs, MY BACK! And because of that, you fucked everything up. But now we have a solution to all three of my problems.”
“A solution to your problems?” she gasped in horror.
“Problem one, what to do with your victims? The solution is to put them to their intended use. Problem two what to do about the company's tarnished reputation? The solution be honest, it was never my company's fault. You stole equipment and did unsupervised and unregulated experiments on your own. So you can hardly blame us, if anything we are the ones trying to clean up a rogue mad doctor’s failed experiment.”
“You bastard!”
“I’m wrong?”
Vanessa fell silent.
“And Problem three what to do with said rogue mad doctor. The solution let her meet Patient Zero.”
“Cassie!” Vanessa gasped as the airlock opened and sitting in the center of the room was a massive blueberry balloon blob that was the size of a building. Vanessa stared at the creature in horror and amazement. “Cassie is that you?” she muttered in shock.
“Cassie? Who is that?” the massive blueberry balloon blob made a confused expression. “I’m a blueberry balloon blob! But you could just call me Blue!”
“That is your old roommate, just to remind you Vanessa why don’t you say hi and catch up?” The director’s voice filled the room.
“Sir, are you trying to kill me!” she gasped in horror.
“It depends on what option you take, drink your friend's juices and become one of the monsters you made, or let her turn you into juice. The choice is yours. You aren’t leaving this room Dr. Vanessa so pick your poison.”
“So it’s been a while Cassie…?” she sighed approaching the blob and putting her hand on it. “How have you been? You know being all rubber and round?”
“I don’t know who Cassie is. Is she someone I turned into juice?” the blob responded pondering who the woman could be talking about, but it decided that it wasn’t worth stressing over then gleefully smiled. “But being a massive blueberry balloon blob is the best I get to sit around being all happy filled with sweet juice without a care or worry in the world!”
“I’m so sorry for doing this to you Cassie, is there any way you could forgive me?”
“I still don’t know who Cassie is, but why would I be mad?” the massive blueberry balloon blob giggled slightly confused. “Why wouldn’t I love being this way? I am super happy and juicy!”
“So it feels that good?”
“YEP!!!” it squealed too happy being a rubber blob filled with juice to care about anything other than its own sweetness. “I don’t have to think or worry about anything bad, just sit around being happy and full of pleasure. Do you want to try?”
Before Vanessa could respond the massive blueberry balloon blob spat a wave of juice at her knocking Vanessa off her feet. She now realized that she was only put in the hazmat suit so she had to pick the way she went not take the easy way out and be infected right away. She had to pick her poison.
“So Cassie, do you think that I deserve to be all rubbery and juicy like you?” she softly spoke as she got back to her feet.
“Sure why not?” the massive blueberry balloon blob giggled. “I want everyone to feel this way!”
“Then at settles it…”
Vanessa ran head first into the massive blueberry balloon blob her body sinking into its rubbery body popping past it and into a sea of blue. She floated in the juice as a tear rolled down her cheek, she never wanted any of this but his is what she deserved, being turned into juice. She felt that she didn’t even deserve to have the pleasure of being turned into a mindless blob of pure joy and sweetness. As she floated waiting for her body to be crushed into nothing but juice she saw something, figures floating around in the sea of juice. She looked again and there was nothing. She felt liquid gasp in her suit like a hand and her helmet came off letting juice flow into her. She looked around again and looking hard enough she could vaguely make out figures in the juice like some kind of pareidolia. The figures undressed her leaving her naked in the sea, yet despite not having her suit on she could breathe, more like she didn’t need to breathe. The juicy figures swam around her, it was impossible to make out any deal of who they were, Vanessa figured that they were the remnants of the countless people that the Director had Cassie turn to juice while experimenting on her. She could tell that they were no longer the people they used to be just a hollow remnant to better juice whoever Cassie absorbed into themselves.
Vanessa gasped as a juicy hand plunged into her pussy, she didn’t have time to react as another grabbed her breast, then another grabbed her other breast. What could only be described as a dick made of juice plunged into her anus. More juicy hands fondled her butt then more to the other parts of her body. She was in an embrace of juice that stimulated each part of her body, she was loudly moaning like a wild animal until another juice dick plugged her mouth. The juice had overtaken her, any guilt that she had over her failed experiment was washed away by endless pleasure and sweetness. She was incredible, why was she worried or guilty about the fates of everyone? This was better than anything she could imagine, she should have thrown herself at Cassie soon!
As if on cue the interior of the blob started to shrink rapidly. The fondling juice figures were smashed into Vanessa as she was crushed by the rubber causing both the juice and the rubber walls to rub against her sensitive skin melting her mind with pleasure. The walls kept closing in on her squeezing her body tighter and tighter to the point she could no longer move but the juicy figures didn’t stop or were hampered by the constriction molding around the shrinking walls. The walls tightened to the point that Vanessa felt like she was about to burst from the pure pressure of the pleasure alone….
POP
“AGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!”
The massive blueberry balloon blob moaned its body rippling as it grew slightly…
A year later the infection was under control, and with the world vaccinated, the infection stopped spreading. While untreated juice is sold on the black market the rate of infection is next to zero with the only major group becoming infected being those who willingly infected themselves after hearing stories about becoming blissfully happy, either donating themselves or becoming a blueberry balloon blob in private. And those who were infected spend their eternal life being juiced all while being mindlessly happy and carefree. Soon blueberry juice became a staple part of life and humans offered themselves to become a blueberry balloon blob or turned into juice was widely accepted.
And in the center of the grand factory where the juicing takes place and all blueberry balloon blobs are held sits the largest and happiest blueberry balloon blob spending its days never regretting becoming and starting the infection as because of them the whole world is happy.