Veronica’s boyfriend Jesse had ordered a subscription box of sex toys; Veronica didn’t think much of it. Once Jesse left for work one morning, Veronica’s curiosity got the best of her.
Veronica rummaged through the box of strange looking toys and came upon a pair of...blank dice? She shook the dice in her hand, apprehensive but overall curious. Tossing the dice onto the kitchen counter, The small acrylic cubes tumbled across the surface, glowing with magic energy. Veronica hovered over them, watching as little symbols appeared on the tops. One of the dice revealed a round blue silhouette --some kind of fruit maye-- while a cartoon smile with a tongue sticking out playfully appeared on the other.
“Is— is that a blueberry? and what’s the tongue for? Hmmm.”
Veronica swiped the dice from the counter and inspected them while she walked back to the bedroom. The symbols that appeared soon dissolved away, nothing else would appear for another 12 hours. Veronica set the dice on her nightstand and turned towards the mirror, thinking about anytime Jesse might have mentioned--
“Oh… that kind of blueberry.”
Veronica remembered the playful teasing she unleashed on Jesse when he left his computer open with a folder filled with girls that were all varying shades of purple and blue, either in the process of swelling or already swollen with juice. Veronica had never really been into blueberry stuff before, but she was willing to see what all the hubbub was about. After all Jesse seemed to like it, and Veronica does like the idea of feeling full, just not from overeating. That thought alone made her gag a little.
Veronica placed a gentle hand over her belly, hearing a loud gurgle and instantly feeling bloated. The loud gurgling sound moaned from her stomach, Veronica actually giggled at how loud it was, and started to laugh even harder. As her laughter subsided, she could feel her belly push out just slightly. Then she felt a tingling…on her tongue? She stuck it out and— it wouldn’t stop! Her tongue practically rolled out and extended past her lips about five inches! She reeled it back in and covered her mouth, somewhat in shock over the size of her tongue. The tingling in her tongue intensified, but she kept her lips clamped together, her mouth was filling with…something. She started to feel something warm start to trickle over her teeth and tongue. She could feel juice filling her mouth, making her cheeks puff out. She gulped as much juice as she could down her throat.
and again…
and again…
It took Veronica three large gulps to empty her mouth and take a breath, she could feel the juice running down and filling her stomach even more. The juice made her feel warm and tingly from the inside out. She took off her shirt to look at her stomach, but…nothing had changed yet. She gave a little spin in the mirror, no part of her body was blue or juicy yet, aside from her little belly. She stood naked in front of the mirror, save but a pair of bright green underwear, looking at her frame to hold a mental “before image” in her head, wondering just how much it would change her for these next 12 hours. Her breasts were back down to her regular size since being a cow, about a DD cup. Her tummy was flat but soft, and her hips curved out to her 30” waist, which looked quite prominent on her little frame since she was only 5’3”. Her butt was unchanged as well, still a perky bubble butt. Veronica gave her ass a playful slap and watched it jiggle.
Veronica looked back up and met her own eyes, and didn’t even realize how full her mouth was, and quickly gulped down a large mouthful of juice. She tried to stop, but…but she couldn’t! She felt compelled to keep letting her cheeks swell and her lips keep the juice from escaping, and then swallowing it all down. She watched as her cheeks filled with juice and her throat bulged as she swallowed massive amounts of juice.
again…
and again…
And then it was gone! She felt the juice wash down as she gasped for air.
“Jesus! My mouth is tired…good lord. It feels all stretched out.”
She waited and watched herself in the mirror still, but nothing. She sighed with relief and walked closer to the mirror. Leaning forward and inspecting her eyes, her nose, her hair. Then she saw it, the hair growing from her temples had started to turn bright green!
“Oh, I like that.”
She stroked her new green hair lovingly and smiled. But that seemed to be the only change….until her lips began to darken a luscious deep blue color. “Hmmm.” She gently pushed against her lips with her fingers and thought to check her tongue and stuck it out. It was blue! A dark blue, almost purple! And— and long, really long! Her tongue was easily eight inches, and it didn’t seem to stop sliding out from her lips as she stuck it out to inspect it. Her eyes grew wide in horror as her tongue finally stopped slithering out of her mouth! She opened her mouth as wide she could, her tongue hanging down, acting like her own dentist. The entire inside of her mouth was dyed blue, save for her teeth, which were stained a pale purple. She wiggled her tongue, watching it in the mirror: a long, wet, purple tendril sprouting from her mouth.
Veronica was relieved to see it was working now, but nothing else but her belly and tongue had changed yet. Her train of thought was interrupted by her stomach growling, much louder than before! She walked into the kitchen, suddenly craving anything and growing frantic as she saw that it had been too long since she last went grocery shopping. Veronica threw her arms in the air and stomped back to her bedroom to get dressed. That was when she also realized that she hadn’t done laundry in an almost equal amount of time as her last trip to the store. But she didn’t mind that much, she grabbed a faded red hoodie off the floor and threw it over her head, grabbed a pair of stretched out, baggy short-shorts and put on some scuffed up tennis shoes. She didn’t think to put on a bra, though. Veronica figured her trip would be short and she’d be back before any major changes, since it took this long for just her hair and mouth to change.
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Veronica was on her way to the store when she felt something strange. Her hoodie was moving forward and out from her chest, and a warm sensation had washed over her breasts. Luckily, she pulled up to a red light, allowing her some time to inspect her breasts. She placed her hands over her boobs and she could feel them…filling up. They were pushing against her hands, pushing past her DD cup size and growing to quite a full F cup. Thank goodness I didn’t wear a bra, then! Her seatbelt sank in between her growing chest as she felt the warm sensation —the juice, likely— filling her breasts even more, her skin getting taut and sensitive.
A loud honk from behind her yanked her out of her distraction, the green light above her now turning yellow, she sped through the intersection and kept driving.
Soon after, Veronica pulled into a parking spot at the store, unfortunately quite a ways away from the entrance. Did everyone else forget to go shopping until today too? She parked and took off her seatbelt, adjusting her hoodie around her full —achingly full— breasts. Veronica felt around and gave them a slight squeeze, the pressure building up was just too much.
Am I gonna have to juice my tits in this fucking parking lot?
She thought maybe if she tried stimulating her nipples they could maybe leak out some juice and shrink a little. She started to tease and pull on her nipples, but nothing was happening, especially since she was just fondling herself over her hoodie. She huffed, frustrated that this blueberry business wasn’t really working out as planned. She then reached behind her passenger seat and grabbed the sunshade for her windshield and put it up over the dashboard. She was glad Jesse opted for those tinted windows a while back, because things were about to get lewd. Veronica unzipped her hoodie and her fat, swollen tits spilled out, pushing the zipper apart with some force, and she saw that her nipples were now a light purple. She gently rubbed them, feeling the warm, aching feeling building up even more.
“Fuck, my tits are so full. Jeez, imagine if I was a cow.” she said, still trying to find a way to comfortably milk— er, juice herself. She kept toying with her breasts and the aching feeling wouldn’t stop growing along with their massive size, which were reaching J cups now. She couldn’t deny it, she really liked the look of her tits. They were huge, sure, but they just looked so…delicious. Veronica juggled her J cups in her hands, they were swollen but not too firm, bouncing and jiggling in her hands. Veronica gently took her palms and pressed against her pale purple nipples and started to feel some relief.
“Fuck, yes! Finally!” The warm sensation of the juice filling her breasts began to rush elsewhere as she pressed against them. But they weren’t releasing any juice from her nipples. She stopped for a second to try and see exactly where. As she waited, she could still feel her breasts pushing against her hands. But they weren’t filling with juice, they were raising up, being pushed higher by her belly! She quickly fondled around her belly and felt it getting rounder and filling with juice now too, the warm sensation flooding to her tummy, making it soft and squishy, and getting larger and rounder. Veronica did notice though, that she had not turned blue anywhere but her nipples and mouth. “Why am I not turning blue anywhere else yet? Wait, scratch that. I don’t want that, I’m not home yet.” She continued pushing firmly against her breasts as they shrank, but only down to an E cup, and they still felt quite full, the warm feeling of juice not leaving her chest altogether. Her belly was pushing out a little too far to be unnoticeable, and she wasn’t comfortable with people seeing her walk around with a little round potbelly, even if she was already curvy. Veronica could feel her skin stretching, but it didn’t hurt, it felt like it was tingling, teasing her even more since her skin had become more sensitive. She tried pushing in and down to see if the juice would go…
“Yes! I— I can feel my ass getting bigger.” She guessed right, the juice was leaving her belly and spread to her hips and thighs, her butt filling out her booty shorts, it seemed to be an even distribution of juice flowing down to her legs. Her belly was smaller now, but still soft and round.
“Ugh!! Sweet reweef! Wait, weweef? What??” Veronica flipped down the visor mirror and saw that her blue lips were big and swollen with juice! “My wips arh so big!” She pressed against them with her fingers, but they bounced right back, taut and puffy. She made an “O” with her lips to inspect them more, she looked like a blow up doll, she couldn’t go inside looking like this! Even if the vision of parts of her swelling up was beginning to arouse her. “NO!” She yelled, alone in her car. Veronica groaned as she pressed against her lips to shrink them down, and felt them begin to feel the pressure leaving her lips. Her lips were back to normal size, though perhaps a bit more plump and extra kissable. Afterwards, she looked down at herself to see where the juice went, and just as she did so, her nipples puffed up and out, much bigger than a few minutes ago. “Fuck it, I can’t win! I’ll just have to hurry!” Veronica zipped her hoodie back up, but had to stuff her breasts in as she did so. She stepped out of her car, speed walking for the entrance to the store. She looked noticeably different, now. The bright green streaks on her head contrasting her dark brown hair. Her dark blue lips, pouty and full but no longer swollen. Her breasts were bigger and quite noticeable underneath her hoodie, and her nipples were so large now they were prominent even underneath the fabric. Veronica noticed just how noticeable her nipples were just before walking in, and pulled her hair in front of her chest, acting like a beautiful, wavy brown curtain. She could feel the change as well as see it now. The way she walked had changed since her hips and thighs grew thicker, she either had to slightly waddle or really let her hips rock and sway since she decided it was a good idea to wear shorts and not pants. She thought waddling would draw far too much attention, and grabbed a cart, opting to just let her hips sway as much as they would. She wasn’t sure, but she could swear she could feel the juice sloshing in her hips and legs as she walked, and in her breasts as they bounced with each step. It felt…good. The fullness of her amplified figure, filling slowly with juice, made her feel sexy. Veronica thought about what she would end up looking like later. Would she just be a big sphere, or would her ass and breasts keep filling until the juice had nowhere else to go but her belly and legs? Veronica started to turn a corner into another aisle, the thought of her appearance turning her on, quite a bit. How swollen she was going to get…all over. The thought alone was enough to make her wet—
BAM
Her cart stopped dead as one of the front wheels caught the corner of the aisle, the end cap of toaster pastries beginning to sway off balance. Veronica felt the cart slam into her stomach, rushing the juice into her and knocking the wind out of her, making her fall right onto her hips and ass. Another rush of warmth. The boxes of breakfast snacks started to cascade down, which she noticed and quickly covered her head.
“Oh my god, are you okay?” An employee rushed over and swiped the boxes off of Veronica and helped her to her feet.
Veronica groaned, clutching her stomach as she stood, wavering. “Y- yeah. I’ll be fine. I’m fine!”
“Are— are you sure?” The employee questioned as Veronica saw where he was staring. She then remembered she felt whatever juice was left slam into her and move…elsewhere. She saw that her breasts were growing again, the juice rapidly swelling them to a point where it looked like she was hiding two volleyballs under her hoodie. Veronica, the employee, and several onlookers watched with amazement as Veronica’s breasts kept inflating, J cups again…then KK…then becoming swollen, fat L cup tits. Her breasts slightly sagged from the sheer size and amount of juice in them, and her nipples looked bigger too. Her hoodie was rising up, revealing her belly. The amount of heat in her juicy tits was overwhelming, she could feel her cheeks flushing and turning.
“Ma’am, you’re— you’re cheeks are turning…purple.”
“I said I’m fine!!” She quickly turned, grabbing her cart and sprinting away.