Christen is now in blueberry central and with a mix of her own blueberry strain and that of the virus.  But what will happen when the two building urges mix?  (This story is in early access on my Patreon and will come to DA on June 2nd.)

              “Nora.  Hey Nora, where are you?”

              “Hmm?”  The strange blueberry lady bounces towards them.  “What is up, my darlings?”

              Rachel points at Christen.  “I think my friend is sick.”

              Nora glances over at Christen.  “Hmm.  Strange. I haven’t seen anything like this. I wonder if the true juices mixing with those silly artificial juices are not going well when the urges are setting in.”

              Christen moaned.  “The urges?”

              Nora nodded her head.  “Yup.  It’s a wonderful time in a blueberry’s life when she starts to fill with juice.  The only way for it to calm down is for her to be juiced.  And I showed you what that was like before.”  Nora squeezed Christen’s ass.  “That wonderful sensation of someone helping you release your juices.”  Nora sighed.  “But there is something we haven’t been able to quite figure out. No matter how many times we are juiced, the urges come back stronger and faster.  Some of us who were turned near the start have. . . well. . . they are almost giant blueberry plants as there is nothing, we can do for them.  It’s why we try and find people who are not blueberries to pleasure us.  We hope it will keep us from swelling until we hit juicy maximum like Isabel did.”