Veronica turned a corner down another aisle far away from the small crowd that had started to gather around her and she started to hug her breasts back into her, squeezing and squeezing as hard as she could. Waves of pleasure started from her nipples and anywhere her hands were groping, the feeling of warmth rushing away from her chest over her shoulders, heat trickling down her back and settling in her hips again, and it wasn’t stopping. The juice seemed to start pooling around her waist, causing her hips and thighs to start growing again, but this time they were absolutely massive! She watched with amazement and horrific embarrassment as she felt her booty shorts ride up her growing ass cheeks, her hips expanding outward, doubling up as they grew, even the lower part of her belly was getting squishy as she filled with juice. “Oh my god, my ass is growing. God, I’m so huge!” Veronica was shaped like a perfect pear, her thighs had absolutely no space left between them, and rubbed together as she tried to walk nonchalantly down the aisle. Embarrassed as she was, she wondered how she looked from behind, she could feel the open air on the bottom of her ass cheeks, peeking out from her shorts. The fabric rubbing up against her, teasing her. She felt flushed again, the image in her head of her wide hips, thick thighs, and massive bubble butt made her feel…wet!
“Oh shit!” Veronica said in a hushed tone, grabbing her crotch, the juice seemed to make everything from the waist down juicier and more sensitive. Her pussy was throbbing with pleasure. She looked nervously up and down the aisle for onlookers, grateful that no one seemed to need soup today.
Veronica had never felt this wet before, she could feel it soaking her underwear and felt the dampness on her hand. It was…BLUE!! She looked down and saw blue streams trickling down her thighs and soaking into her shoes, what an awful feeling. But what was more awful was that the juice that rushed to her vagina was now leaking out of her. “Shit! Shit! Shit shit shit!” Veronica started to panic, but then…it stopped. She saw the streams of juice slow to a stop and her pussy finally stopped pulsing. She quickly wiped away the juice from her thighs, but her legs were turning a light blue now. Wiping her hands dry on her hoodie, Veronica accidentally swiped over her nipples and sent a tingling wave through her. Her nipples stiffened and grew another half an inch. “I have got to get out of here.”
Veronica hurriedly walked up and down the rest of the aisles, grabbing whatever she thought she might need. All the while, she could really feel the weight of her ass rocking behind her with each rolling movement of her hips. Her pear shape reaching nearly 46, maybe 48 inches. Her thighs were rubbing together but they were so swollen with juice that they smoothly rubbed against themselves. Thank god that’s a good side effect of this, no chafing! Veronica thought as she walked up to self checkout. She quickly swiped everything over the scanner as fast as she could. In her rush, she fumbled a box of pasta and it fell to the ground. She blushed a faint purple again and bent over to pick it up, feeling her ass cheeks almost completely revealing themselves as her shorts rode up. She quickly shot back up and grabbed her bags, checking out and running out of the store and back to her car.
After throwing her bags into the trunk, now came the unforeseen struggle of trying to fit herself back in her car. She leaned ass first and sort of fell into the front seat, bobbing up and down, the juice sloshing audibly inside her. She wiggled her hips around to the right position to get her thick legs back into the car. She struggled to pull her left foot in, her ass so large it raised her off the seat high enough that her head was touching the roof of the car. There Veronica sat, her thighs overflowing from her shorts and her ass cheeks billowing over the edges of her seat. She couldn’t get comfortable still, especially with her sitting up as high as she was, and started to wiggle and bounce in her seat. Every time she landed back down on her butt, she could feel a small pulse of heat rushing away, but her thighs still stayed thick and juicy. Her belly, on the other hand, started to grow again. The juice redistributing and filling other parts of her body, she watched as her belly got well past a 5 month pregnant woman’s size and began to radiate with heat, now matching in proportion to the size of her hips and thighs. The feeling of her skin stretching felt too good, and watching her belly fill with juice was almost as good watching it grow when Jesse’s enormous cock filled her with cum. She placed a hand on her big belly and moved it around, hearing and feeling the juice sloshing inside her made her pussy quiver. Veronica flipped down the visor again to see a little sliver of herself as she moved the mirror’s reflection up and down, watching her thick thighs and fat ass wiggle in her seat as her chubby belly filled with juice, her hips following closely behind. Now watching her lips again, she could see how big her lips were. Not only that, but now a small blue dot had appeared on her nose, and started to spread to her cheeks. She bit her lip with arousal, and blew a kiss to herself in the mirror. This time though, her lips hadn’t swelled to blow-up doll size, but they were big and juicy. She could tell it was finally kicking in now, and she understood why Jesse liked this certain fetish. “I’m getting so full, so big. I’m getting so….ripe.” She felt her body, squishy and warm and growing bigger and bigger. She started to reach past her belly, rubbing herself over her shorts— “No! I have to get home!” Veronica shook herself free of her trance and started her car, making her way home again.
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Every bump or pothole made her car shake and rock, which made her belly slosh with juice, the sound of it made Veronica somehow even more aroused. She reached down between her legs as she drove home and started to rub herself over her shorts again, her thighs were too thick to pull the fabric aside or she might have been tempted to get tricky while driving. She pressed a little harder on the gas pedal now, feeling herself edge closer the more she rubbed her clit, and feeling the heat wave over her from toes…to her hips…to her belly, and now it was reaching her tits again. She reached a red light when she saw her hoodie —now unable to hide her chubby belly— start to push out again, the wrinkles disappearing and her red hoodie getting taut around her shoulders. She couldn’t help herself, and started sloshing her tits in her hands. “Ah, god. My juicy…jewcy tits. Oh!” Veronica looked at her lips in the mirror again and her lips had swelled up even more, rendering her speech somewhat impeded. “Fuck, I’m so fuww, so jewcy, and wiii…wiiii….ripe! I want more!”
Veronica saw the light turn green and drove through, continuing to drive over the speed limit as she reached her neighborhood. She was coming up on her turn now, and had forgotten all about turn signals and speeding, turning sharply around the corner. Sirens and lights appeared in her mirror. I’m so close, come on!!
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Veronica pulled over and sat waiting with her ID in hand, grumpy and horny. Watching a policewoman walk up in her side view mirror, Veronica could see the cop’s hips swaying slowly as she took her time walking up to Veronica’s window, torturing her in the process. “Oh…she’s hot.” Veronica rolled down her window and waited for the cop.
The swagger in the policewoman’s step followed through in her pose, a very curvy and very fit figure. She had her hair tied back, brown hair in a messy bun. Her arms were toned and her biceps noticeable sticking out past her short sleeves. The last name “Polanco” engraved in her shiny pin, the officer leaned forward and asked in a raspy tone “Do you know why I pulled you over, ma’am?”
Veronica sat, now noticing the cops’ heaving bust, pushing out from behind her uniform shirt, the buttons staining to stay together. Her tight uniform pants hugging her thick hips as they hardly tapered down to her thick, toned thighs. “Wha…what?”
“Ma’am?” the officer remarked again, removing her sunglasses, and noticing Veronica’s appearance. Veronica sat there, staring at her: big brown eyes and her pouty, swollen, blue lips partly opened. The zipper of her hoodie creeping down, revealing her JJ cups, the cleavage was tantalizing to the officer to say the least. But that wasn’t all, from the angle of her stance, Officer Polanco could see Veronica’s swollen belly, and her thick, juicy thighs. “Ma’am, you look…blue.”
Veronica blinked for a moment and looked in the rearview mirror. “OH!!” Her entire face was now a light blue, and the color was spreading down her neck and to her massive, swollen breasts. Veronica thought how her nipples might look under the hoodie, since she was so precariously positioned that she couldn’t even see them. But she could feel her nipples tingling again, and she could tell they were hard, poking under her hoodie… big and suckable. “I’m uh…I’m sowwy owfficuh.”
“Excuse me?”
“Soww— Ahem, I’m sorry, off— officuuhhr. I’m uh…a— awwergic to something I ate for wunch, and uh… I’m, sweww— I’m sweww—“ Veronica stammered as she could feel herself blush. Her lips were too big to even pronounce certain words.
“You’re swelling up.” The officer finished, nibbling at her bottom lip, imagining Veroncia’s lips against hers, the smell coming off of her was so sweet and alluring.
Veronica saw the look in the officer’s eyes, and her arousal from simply looking at Veronica’s juicy figure. “Y— Yes! I’m twying to get home to get my epi pen.”
The officer could see a shade of purple flush to Veronica’s cheeks. “It’s just— ahem, just please be careful and get home safely.” Her confident demeanor crumbling as she politely offered Veronica assistance. “Do uh… Do you need help getting home, by the way?”
Veronica’s pupils dilated, that was too tempting to be appropriate. “Uh— Uh.. no. I’ll be okay, it’s just right there!” And pointed down the street to a small little one-story home.
“Alright, ma’am. You have uh— you have a nice day.” Officer Polanco backed away from the car as Veronica drove down the street and pulled in.
Veronica struggled at first to get out her car, rocking and using her momentum to get out, but her ass and hips had wedged her between her seat and the steering wheel. She wiggled and writhed, trying to get free, her massive breasts swaying under hoodie. Every curve of her body was tingling, washed over with heat, and Veronica couldn’t deny that the squeezing on her hips felt good, her skin still stretching and growing as she filled with juice. She finally got loose, shooting up and almost losing her balance. As she walked around to her trunk to get the bags of groceries out, she noticed that Officer Polanco was driving by slowly. Veronica smiled coyly and bent over into the trunk to get the bags out. Her 52” hips billowing over her waistband —which was cinching around her waist— and her ass appeared to have enveloped her shorts almost completely. The officer’s car came to a quiet stop, as Officer Polanco leaned over her passenger seat and nearly drooled at the sight. Veronica’s labia was visible as she bent over, and she could tell. Veronica felt the open air on the exposed part of her pussy and wiggled her ass, feeling the juice slosh in her tits as they hung down into the trunk, gravity pooling the juice behind her nipples, her areolae aching, throbbing as her nipples plumped up. “Fffffffuck, I need to juice my tits.”
Veronica decided that was enough peeping and stood up, carrying all of the bags in both arms, cradling them against her chest.
Officer Polanco drove away panicked, not wanting to be seen ogling Veronica from her car.