Lyn and Amy are going to stay at the farm for a while.  They did steal and become big helpless blueberries after all.  (This story was voted on on Patreon and will come to DA on April 12th.  There is also still time to vote on this month's Patreon poll between a giantess growth story and a blueberry story.)

“We can still make a run for it while he is gone.” Amy wobbled about, her giant blue frame vibrating with blueberry juice. “Mr. Grason won’t be able to force us to work on a blueberry farm if we just run off.”

             Lyn sighed. “Amy, look at us. We are giant blueberries.” She tried to slap Amy, but her stubby little blue arm just wouldn’t reach. “Do you remember the last time you could even stand?”

             “That isn’t the point.” Amy snorted as her breasts bounced on her chest. “If you just try hard enough, we can do it. You aren’t trying. Look.” Her entire body shook like a waterbed. “See, I can make my body move and shake. “Her boobs bounced against one another, blueberry juice dripping out of them. “Why can’t you?”

             Lyn shrugged. “Because maybe if we cooperate, they might turn us back. Don’t you think if we fight this any more than we have, something bad might happen to us?”

             “Well, I see you two are having a juicy time.” Mr. Grason walked up to them as he rubbed his gloved hands together. “I have the arrangements done. You two will be spending an extended time here with us for you. . . little adventure.” He patted Amy on her big round belly. “And don’t worry. We will take good care of you.”