Sonya is moving up.  With a new job comes new pay.  But this new job has some other, juicy, things attached to it.  Sonya did read that becoming a blueberry is part of the job, right?  (This story is only on my Patreon all-access tier.)

Sonya looked down at her chest.  “It feels like my blouse is tightening.”  She grabbed the sides of her outfit.  “That has to be crazy right?”  She sighed.  “Though I did turn blue, so who knows what else could be happening to me.” She rubbed her boobs.  “Ughh, they feel so. . . sensitive and full. . .” A quiet moan escaped her lips.

“Part of me just wants to pull this blouse off and rub them to relieve this tension. Ughh.”

             She looked around, noticing a few people staring at her.  “Oh god. 

I was rubbing myself in public. What was I doing?”  She took a deep breath as her breasts pressed tightly against her blouse.  “Ok, Sonya. Just keep walking as if nothing ever happened.”  Sweat began to drip down the back of her neck, and she could feel a bubbling sensation in her gut.  “Ok. My boobs are growing. I can feel it.”  She looked down.  “And see it.”  She moaned as her pants tightened.  “Just try and ignore it. Even though it feels so good. People are going to stare at you if you start to rub you’re so sensitive. . .”  She closed her eyes.

             Her swelling butt created a tear in her pants, exposing her panties soaked in blue liquid. “Ohh, god.” Sonya took deep breaths. “I don’t know how much more I can take.” Her belly began to slowly expand. “I feel so full.”  Gurrgle. She moaned as a button burst off her blouse. “Fuck.” Despite people looking, she squeezed her breasts. “It’s like I am filling up with something.” She pulled her hands away and examined the sticky blue liquid covering her fingers. “Is this blueberry juice?”