You just contracted the blueberry virus.  Whatever will you do?  (This story is in early access on my Patreon and will come to DA on Apriel 28th.)

You hum as you stroll through the park. It is spring, and you want to enjoy life now that you don’t have to be cooped up in your house anymore. Between the snow and online meetings, winter was just horrible.

             “Excuse me.” You see a hooded lady walk up to you. “Can I trouble you for a moment?”

             “Sure,” you smile at her. What is on your mind? Also, why are you covered up? It is almost eighty degrees out today.” You try to peer under the hood, but it is oddly too dark.

             “I just. . .” She coughs a little. “I am so sorry, but the pressure is starting to build up again.” She giggles a little. “And I can’t deal with these sensations.” Suddenly, she leaps at you, her face dark blue, and kisses you. You try to pull away, but her tongue is already in your mouth, the taste of blueberries filling your senses. As the embrace continues, her hand squeezes your ass, and you feel something spread throughout your body, a strange tingling sensation. Then, suddenly, the woman pulls away.

             “What the hell was that for?” You wipe your mouth as blue liquid drips from your mouth. “You don’t just kiss the first person you see. Also, why is your face blue.”

             She takes a deep breath. “I am sorry. I just. . . I needed to get my urges under control. If I didn’t do that, I. . .” She rubs her forehead. “You don’t want to know. I have to go.” The lady tightens her hood as she rushes off.