Alice is trying to get some writing done but writing block hits.  To try and focus she tries some blueberries, and her story really jumps off the page.  (This story is in early access on my Patreon and will come to DA on August 28th.)

Alice blinked her eyes.  “What was that?”  She looked down.  “Ugh, I feel a bit bloated all of a sudden.  Maybe this isn’t the best time to work.”  She rubbed the side of her head as her arm began to turn blue.  “Why do they have to force me to write when I don’t want to.  I swear my publisher is just nuts.  Nuts I saw.”

              Gurrglle.

              Alice rubbed her belly.  “Ugh, I hate it, but I think I need to take another day off.”  She stood up.  “I just know I am going to get a call for this.  But what can I do?  I can’t focus.”  She groaned as her pants began to tighten.  “And I think I am getting. . . ohhh. . .”  She pulled at her waist, trying to deal with the sudden strange sensation.  “God, I just had pizza today.  Why am I feeling so weird?”

              Blort.

              Alice’s eyes shot open as her hips bounced about and her ass expanded out.  “Fuck.”  She turned around and gasped.  “My butt.  It’s huge.”  She rubbed it with her hands only to gasp again.  “What the hell?”  She held her hands in front of her face.  “How are my hands blue?”  She moaned as her belly continued to swell.  “What is happening to me?”