Marry is rolled into the juicing station for testing as she is slowly inflated.  But she will find that being a human blueberry in the juicing station has some benefits.  (This story is currently in early access on my Patreon and will come to DA on Nov 7th)

“I umm. . .” Marry rubbed her head against her body.  “I guess so. But what are you even going to do?”

             Fran held her right hand up.  “Why get that nasty juice out of your body.” She pointed at the strange-looking tube on the ground. “See that?  That will pump the juice out of your body.  So very simple.”

             Marry narrowed her eyes.  “How?  Are you going to piece my body with it?”

             Jewel shook her head.  “Oh no.  Nothing so barbaric.”

             Marry turned her head.  “Well, I am not eating the damn thing.”

             Fran sighed.  “It can be so hard to get them to have the tube inserted into their pussy.”

             Jewel giggled.  “I know.  We make so many strives to make this an enjoyable experience for our guests, but no. We can’t even—

             Marry raised an eyebrow.  “Wait, what?  Are you saying. . .”

             The two ladies spun around.  “That this will be the most wonderous experience of your life!”

             Marry laughed.  “I don’t know about that.  I. . .” She sighed, unable to get the thought of a tube being inserted into her vigina out of her mind.  “It is a very pleasing thought to be sure.  I just. . .” She looked up at the tile ceiling.  “Are you sure it will help me get all of this juice out of my body?” She tapped her hands on the side of her body.

             Jewel spun around.  “Of course.”

             Fran spun around.  “We can guarantee it.”

             Marry sighed.  “Well, ok then.  Hook me up.”