Now that Fran has multiple giant blueberry ladies on her hands she has to decide what to do with them.  Well at least a few of them can be juiced.  And you know what that means right?  (This story is only on my Patreon all-access teir.)

Markie giggled as she was rolled into a massive room. “A room to myself. How quaint.”

             Frank sighed. “I can’t believe I have to do this all on my own. I have no idea how to even begin to juice these giant ladies.”

             Markie blushed. “Juice? Oohh no, no, no.” She shook her head. “I can’t be juiced. I love being a blueberry. Why would you want to juice me.”

             Frank sighed as he shrugged his shoulders. “Well, I mean, we turned you into a blueberry for the juice. It isn’t anything personal.”

             Markie’s giant blue body throbbed. “No, it’s my juice. It is how I stay so big. I like being big and. . . ohhh.” She rolled her eyes. “It makes my body so sensitive. The juice pressing against my nipples.” She squealed as a bit of fluid shot from her boobs. “It is so titillating.” Markie narrowed her eyes and looked down at Frank. You are not taking that away from me. I would sooner roll over you and smush you if I could.”