Despite Larry's efforts, Red's grip over the blueberry industry tightens.  In fact he is going to control more than just blueberry ladies now.  (This story is in early access on my Patreon and will come to DA on Oct 7th.)

Gloria waved her hands about, cutting Linda off. “Wait, wait, wait. How do I know this isn’t some joke filter. My face can’t possibly be blue.”  Gurgle.  “Ughh. My belt is starting to get tight.” She scratched at her stomach. “How long is this bus ride again?”

             “At least two hours.” Linda took another sip from her raspberry-flavored water. Gloria gasped as she noticed Linda’s nose turn bright red. “So, I hope you are not getting sick as you are stuck here.” She giggled. “Which might be the case. Look at your arms, honey.”

             “My arms? Look at your face. You are turning bright red, Linda.”

             Linda put her hands on her hips. “Stop changing the subject. I am not changing in color. You are!”

             Gloria snorted. “Right. You are not turning as bright as Rudolf’s nose.” She laughed.

             “You laughing at me? At least I am not the one who is getting a big belly and ass.”

Linda clutched her chest as she laughed. “Man, you must really be bloating up for it to go to your butt.”