It has been almost three years since the first blueberry woman juiced her way onto the scene.  Or has it?   Many, many years ago a young man and his wife were looking to revolutionize the blueberry business before they stumbled upon something amazing.  And well the world has never been the same since.  (This story is currently in early access on my Patreon and will come to DA on June 8th.  It contains blueberry inflation, breast expansion and ass expansion.)

Larry pulled the vehicle to the side of the road. “Linda, we have to do something.

Your hips are almost touching mine.” Blort. “And I think your clothing is starting to tear.” His eyes widened. “Oh my.”

             “I know. I know. This is just so. .” Shrrirp. “Ohhh fuck.” Juice filled her breasts, causing her shirt to tear apart. “Ohh god. Ohh, god.”

             Larry sighed. “I umm. . . maybe I did find a way to get my blueberry formula to work.

I mean, you are getting pretty big and juicy, aren’t you.”

             Her cheeks turned bright purple. “I am not a blueberry experiment.” She giggled, juice squirting from her nipples, staining her bra dark blue. “But I do love this. Swelling into a blueberry.” She shook her head. “What am I saying. Ohh god. I. . .” She moaned as her swelling thighs pressed against the sides of the car. “I need to get out. . . ohhh.” She tried to lean forward and unbuckled herself. “I can’t get it. I am too swollen.” He looked over at Larry as her head pressed against the roof of the car. “Help me out, honey.”

             He gulped as she shut the SUV off. “I can’t even see the seatbelt. I don’t know what to do.” He leaned over and pressed his body against her squishy skin. “Wow, you are saturated in blueberry juice. It is almost as if it’s leaking out of your skin.” His hands rubbed against her belly as he tried to reach the seat belt buckle. “Wow, you are big. Ugh.”