Blueberry
“Help! Someone get the air out of her!”
Lexie watched as her friend Blair scurried from hotelgoer to hotelgoer, trying in vain to find someone who could reverse the changes to Lexie’s body.
The redhead had a complimentary shade of blue across her skin, which was currently stretched taut thanks to the fact that she’d recently gained at least a hundred pounds. Rather than hang in the usual areas, this distributed itself around her entire body, giving her the appearance of a balloon rather than a woman.
“Air? My dear, this is juice!” One of the magical folk in attendance laughed. “And I’m afraid that once the juice of the Berrificus plant has taken hold, there’s no way to return the victim to normal. She’ll be a fruit forever!”
Great. Not only was she about to transform into some kind of blueberry, but she was also going to be changed by something with an utterly ridiculous name. Honestly, she’d expected something of this since starting work at the Hotel Infinity, she’d just never thought of what the consequences would feel like.
The girl groaned, her body expanding, her belly jiggling with motion. By now her arms and legs were beginning to recede into the soft juicy peel of the rest of her body, and she wept bitter, blue tears. “Mnngh! It huuwthh!” She lisped, her tongue growing thick in her mouth.
“Come on! She’s in pain, someone has to help!” Blair cried. She ran up to Lexie, stroking the berry-girl’s taut belly. “How can we make you feel better?”
Lexie had to think about that for a moment. She was in pain, but it wasn’t from the transformation. No, it was instead a tightness all over her body, like she was being squeezed into an outfit ten times too small. “M-muh clotheth!” Lexie sputtered, juice dribbling down her chin.
“Your… What?” Blair had enough time to look confused before a nearby attendee cast a sundering spell on Lexie’s uniform, undoing its seams.
Strained as it was, the scraps of fabric exploded outward, knocking Blair to the ground. The girl looked up to her friend, gawping in surprise as Lexie moaned in relief, and what almost sounded like… Pleasure?
“Mnnnuuhyettth!” Lexie groaned, her eyes rolling in her head. She hadn’t expected such an expansion to feel good, and yet here she was. The berry rolled back and forth gently, groaning as the motion pressed her plump folds against the hotel’s polished floor.
The magical man from before cleared his throat, motioning towards Lexie with a grandiose wave so typical of his kind. “I’m afraid that she’s starting to give into the berry’s… Other effects. It’s said that the change is rather pleasurable, which is how the plant is able to reproduce. Fascinating, really, how it can attract”
“Berry… Wanna be berry!” She babbled dumbly, confirming the wizard’s suspicions and interrupting him in the process. Her arms and legs wriggled, and thick blue drool dribbled past her lips as she continued her descent into berrydom.
Peach
“Oh, I like this one.”
Lexie woke up to see a woman looming down to her, a violet-haired witch with a wide smirk on her face. The human woman tried to scramble to her feet, but her body felt… Wrong. It was at ease, her every muscle relaxed.
Panicked, the redhead sent a glance down to her arms, shrieking as she saw that her skin didn’t look human in the slightest. It was a light shade of peach, with a thin covering of fuzz over it. Her heart pounded in her chest as she wondered what she’d done to end up in this situation.
“I’ll take her.” The witch grinned from eye to eye, and Lexie’s world upturned.
Lexie had to blink to clear her vision, letting out a quiet gasp at the sight that lay before her. She’d been teleported from the Hotel Infinity to a farm. Not just that, but the only produce the farm seemed to have consisted of large, round fruit hooked up to juice collecting machines. The sweets were as large as boulders, and she had a sinking suspicion where this was headed.
Sure enough, the witch appeared a second later, immediately heading to an unused juicer. It looked like a milking machine, but with a single pump. Worse, said pump’s shape was incredibly phallic, leaving little doubt in Lexie’s mind where this was headed.
“H-hey.” She managed weakly, unable to raise her voice. “Don’t do this. I’m a staff member and protected by”
“Protected by human laws that no longer exist.” The witch smiled, reaching up and stroking Lexie’s fuzzy cheek. “My dear, you aren’t protected in the least-at least, not yet. Soon you’ll fall under all of my plane’s agricultural laws, which really are quite good. Happy fruits make the best juice.”
“No, d-aaahn!” Lexie hated how her voice trembled as the juicer was shoved into her sex. Already, she could feel it churning, sucking at her folds greedily. Worse, she was aroused by it, openly gushing into its ribbed nozzle.
“No, not quite sweet enough… Still a little human, too much cream, too little peach.” The witch chuckled, waving her hands.
Lexie groaned, feeling her body begin to bloat. It was a tight stretching all along her form, her skin growing taut as her muscles and bones were replaced with soft, juicy pulp. A hard knot settled in her gut, one that she prayed was stress yet knew was her new pit.
“Mnnnguuh!” Lexie moaned, wriggling her arms, jiggling her fat belly with the motion. She looked positively rotund now, and was passing well into the realm of obese. Her head was sinking into the soft fruity flesh of the rest of her body, and she could feel her arms and legs pulling into herself as well.
It was like being slipped into the warmest blanket of her life, and she almost lost sight of her panic due to its warm comfort. Only the stiffening sensation of her new peach hide was keeping her sane, the discomfort distracting her from the rest of the comfort.
“Pleafff… Don’t…” She managed. Then her head slipped beneath her peach hide, and she could speak no more.
Watermelon
Lexie rocked back and forth in insensate pleasure, sticking out her tongue to lick at her sugary sweet swat cascading down her face. She was very nearly a watermelon, and she loved it. Granted, at first she hadn’t. At first she’d resisted-how wrong she had been!
The rich watermelon juice filled her mouth, and she moaned as she realized that her own drool was just as sweet as her sweat. “I’m tho delicious!” She slurred, groaning and cupping her breasts in her hands, eyes squeezing shut from the pleasure of the motion.
A crazy idea passed through her head, and she lifted one of her fattened tits towards her green lips, suckling at her nipple and taking in a mouthful of juice. It was the same flavor as what beaded her brow and dewed along her tongue, yet in such a concentration it was enough for her to reach a very well-deserved orgasm.
Her body shuddered and she let go of her bosom, feeling a rigidity settle along her entire body. The redhead moaned, the motion dislodging her beast in the process, letting the green tit bounce to its new permanent place.
It didn’t stop Lexie from pleasuring herself, as she began to rock back and forth against a nearby bedpost, groaning as her thick fruity lips pressed against the post’s warm oak. Her clothes tore at the seams, though their scraps still clung to her body, held fast by the sticky juices.
Her ass swelled further, and her thoughts began to slow as she ground her vagina against the post. “Lexie… Am… Good melon…” She babbled dumbly, brow furrowing as she realized how wrong that sounded. “No… Wait… Not mewon… Am… Lex am… Bwuuh…”
It was getting so hard to think, so hard to do anything except surrender to the wonderful watermelon world that was claiming her so. Her cheeks bulged and her eyes squinted as her face fattened, so she simply closed them. Melons didn’t need to see, after all.
But… Not a melon… She thought tiredly, groaning as she felt her thoughts slip further and further from human. Melons are big… Juicy… I not juicy… I… I juicy, but I not melon. Am I? Melon… Watermelon… Juice… Want juice want melon… Juice Lexiemelon want juice no!
Her heart pounded in her chest, then clenched as it turned to soft, seeded pulp. She wriggled in panic, letting out a wet, burbling moan of pleasure as she inadvertently ground her plump pussy against the bedpost once more.
Juicy melon go cum cum watermelon juicey juice me! Her thoughts were a mess as she gushed, her hair falling from her head her features sinking into her bloated watermelon body. Then all that was left was the melon, and an aching pussy that gushed one last orgasm before it sealed forever.
Melon… Yummy… Juice melon…
Watermelon…
Raspberry
The redhead groaned, gripping her breasts with either hand, massaging them with carnal desire. She’d never though that this ‘Raspberry Rapture’ cream would feel so good, but hell if it wasn’t worth lifting from the gift shop.
Lexie had chosen a recently vacated room to try the massage lotion out in, knowing that she’d need to clean the bed’s sheets anyways. Now she regretted that-she should have chosen an empty floor. There was little doubt in her mind that her neighbors could hear her through the walls, so loud were her passionate moans.
“FFFFUCK that’s the spot!” Lexie let her head loll back, and she pinched at her sensitive nipples, unaware that they were darkening in shade from a rich cream to a ripe red. Her back arched, and she groaned again as pleasure seemed to spread along her body from head to toe.
Small bumps were forming all along her body, each of them as round and as sensitive as her breasts. She collapsed onto the sheets, writing with pleasure, touching her skin all over and moaning even louder for good measure.
“SO GOOD!” She thought she might drive herself hoarse, or worse reach a point of pleasure that would be hard to find again. Neither happened, much to her delight. Instead, with every passing second, her body only grew more and more sensitive.
Her arms and legs pulled towards her body, but that didn’t deter the redhead in the slightest. She simply rolled onto her belly, eyes rolling back in her head as she humped at the sheets, soaking them in a pink, juicy nectar.
“I’M SUCH A GOOD RASPBERRY SLUT!” She didn’t know where the words came from, but they were so good to say. Her body began to bloat out, the red nubs along her body swelling until they were as large as her natural breasts.
Her head sank into her shoulders in time with this expansion, forming the concave top of the berry she was becoming. Lexie didn’t care, the only thing that mattered to her was the pleasure she was feeling, the sheer berry bliss.
“BERRY THLUTH THO HORNYYY!” She slurred against her sensitive buds. The feeling of her lips moving, of her warm breath was almost enough to bring her to orgasm, and she moaned louder, licking the red crater her head had fallen within.
Her body continued to swell with every second she succumbed to pleasure, and the girl groaned, feeling her head angling upwards, pulling away from the inner rim of her berry top. She let out a desirous moan as her head slipped into her body, sticking out her tongue, blowing a raspberry as the muscle swelled, becoming one of the hundreds of nubs that covered her body.
Then all motion stilled, though her mind continued to degrade. She was a berry slut, was a gushing raspberry. She couldn’t cum since her berry body didn’t allow for it, but that didn’t change the fact that she was forever lost to rapture.
Pear
“I’ll show you pear-shaped!” The plus-sized elf cursed at Lexie’s retreating back.
Lexie laughed, slamming the door behind herself, glad she didn’t tell the guest how to complain to management. It wasn’t every day that she got to poke fun at an elf, and it was even rarer that she got away unscathed.
The woman sashayed her hips as she moved to the next room, as of yet unaware that her relief wasn’t entirely earned. Indeed, the elf wouldn’t be telling management-because the elf didn’t want to be blamed for what would come next. She’d cast a powerful spell on Lexie, one that was just beginning to affect her.
Lexie brushed some of her short-cropped red hair behind, humming as she bent over to grab some towels. As she did, her posterior plumped up, a faint gushing sound echoing behind herself as her bottom gained a few dozen pounds in a second.
She’d gone from a lithe figure to one with a near fetishistic backside, one that lifted her skirt enough to see the underside of her generous cheeks-revealing that they were turning a shade of pear green. In spite of this, Lexie didn’t notice, didn’t realize the danger she was in.
A faint hum slipped past her lips as she moved to the bathroom, stacking the towels neatly above the shower. As she did, her thighs bulked up, and her belly bulged with growth. Here she took on a similar pear shape to the guest she’d just mocked, though it was more pear than it was shapely.
“I kind of feel funny…” She mumbled, groaning as her thighs swelled further, stretching her stockings. The woman looked to her reflection, then had to rub her eyes to make sure she wasn’t seeing things. Sure enough, her suspicions were correct: she now sported a thick backside, one that was inhumanly large.
“Oh my God!” Lexie gasped, her hands flying to her lips. She watched in stunned silence as the changes widened her arms, thickened her hips, and spread that verdant green along her pale skin. Then she turned for the door.
She knew a few magic users that were human-friendly. One of them would help her, she just knew it! Her heart pounded in her ample chest as she set towards the door, barely managing a waddle, one that jiggled her fat hindquarters with every step.
After what felt like a marathon, she pulled the door open, sweat beading her brow. The girl hadn’t imagined what it would be like to be so hefty before, and now that she was so large she didn’t want to remain this size. Unfortunately, her body was quite content where it was.
Her ass wedged in the door frame, keeping her trapped in the bathroom no matter how hard she tried to push through it. “No! Help! Someone!” Lexie tried, calling out down the hall. “Anyone, you need to help me!”
Nobody came, and she bit her lower lip as she felt the changes sweep upward.