Cathy thought she could escape her blueberry fate.  She thought wrong.  (This story is in early access on my Patreon and will come to DA on July 1st.)

Cathy rubbed her head as she slowly rolled out of bed. “Ughh fuck.” She moaned. “I haven’t felt right ever since that dinner where Jane swelled into a blueberry.” She shook her head. “Everything feels just a bit off. Like I am a bit too full or something.” Cathy stood up, her boobs bouncing against one another as she walked into the bathroom. “But that is crazy, right? I am just being crazy right?”

             She rubbed her eyes as she looked in the mirror. “Though I swear my boobs are a cup size or two bigger. Why else do they keep rubbing against one another. Ughh, these things are so sensitive as well.” She squeezed her right breast. “Like fuck this one in particular. All night it felt as if something was sloshing around in there, causing such intense sensations that I couldn’t sleep.” She sighed. “Maybe I should talk to a counselor. I am having horny hallucinations.”

             She turned her head. “Of course, when I enter the restroom, my phone goes off.” Cathy spun around and dashed back into her bedroom. “Ok, where did I leave the blasted thing?” She looked back and forth. “There.” She jumped across the bed and grabbed the phone on the dresser just before the phone went to voice mail. “Hello? You got Cathy?” She held back a moan as her nipples rubbed against the bed.