After testing a cursed suit blueberries are popping up like crazy.  Will you be able to avoid being juiced on and become a blueberry yourself?  (This story was voted on by my Patrons and will come to DA on Sept 8th.)

              Jennifer was finally knocked to her feet.  “What do you mean giant blueberry?”  She watched everyone run away.  “Hey!”  She turned her head as she heard a strange bouncing sound, almost as if something massive and filled with juice was suddenly coming her way.  “What was that?”  As she turned her head, she saw the strangest sight she had ever seen in her life: a massive twelve-foot blueberry woman rolling down the road as if it were some kind of giant blue car.  Blueberry juice was spraying out from her nipples in a strange blue shower.

              “I. . . okay, I get that it’s a blueberry, but why are people afraid?”  She shielded herself as the berry woman rolled by, her juices covering Jennifer in the process.  “Ughhh.”  She waved her hands.  “I guess it’s a tad gross, though.”

              Gurrgle.

              As Jennifer stood up, she felt a strange rumble in her gut.  “Huh?”  As she looked down, she noticed her hands slowly turning blue.  “What is happening to me?”  She moaned, her breasts starting to tingle.  “I. . . need help. . .”

              Jennifer rushed across the now vacant street as she felt her insides churn.  She looked down to see her belly was growing, pressing tightly against her belt.  “This is inane.  I am. . .”  Her eyes widened.  “I am going to become a blueberry just like that woman!”  She shook her head.  “No, that is crazy.  I can’t be a blueberry.  I just got a little bit of juice on me.”  She rubbed her ass, feeling the juice flow under her skin and expand her hips.  “Ugh, but I know it’s true.  My fucking legs are getting so big and thick.”  She moaned as they rubbed together, her jeans turning dark blue as the juice stained her clothing.