This story contains multiple blueberry girl inflations, breast/ass expansion, swelling out of tight clothing, juice dripping/squirting out of sensitive areas and other kinky things.
Queen Flora is here to spready her juicy goodness across the kingdom. But there is a pesky king to deal with first. (This story is in early access on my Patreon/DA subscription and will come to DA on March 5th. I also forgot to finish this mini series a long time ago and am now giving it an ending.)
“What are you talking about? Are we being invaded?” Suddenly, the door was thrust open, and two naked women with skin as blue as the deepest sea sauntered in, their enormous breasts dripping with liquid that smelled like blueberries. “Huh?”
“Back demons.” The knights pointed the swords at the naked blue women with shaky arms. “Back, I say.”
“Us? Demons?” One of the girls giggled. “Do I look like a demon sister?”
The other blue woman laughed, her sumptuous blue breasts bouncing up and down as blue liquid squirted out of her hard, erect nipples. “Oh no. You are just a sexy, ripe blueberry.” She licked her lips as she turned her attention to the knights. “Now, now. Why don’t you put down that sword? We don’t need such things in the kingdom of the blueberry queen.”
The lady knight snorted. “This kingdom belongs to King Leopold. Your usurper Flora has no place here.”
“Ohh, you are not any fun.” The taller but rounder blueberry woman put her hands on her juicy hips. “Now stop being so pouty.” She suddenly jumped at the knight, knocking the sword to the side. “Let’s get juicy.”
“Hey! Marshel, help!”
He shook his head and dropped his sword before rushing for the door. “Fuck this. Sorry, Ivy. You two are on your own.” After he ran out of the room, the other blueberry girl closed the door.
“Now we have all the time in the world.” She licked her lips and shook her curvy, juicy hips. “Are you ready for us to show you why Queen Flora is ever so special?”
Jasmine gulped as the berry woman sauntered up to her. “What are you talking about? I. . .” The blueberry woman’s lips connected with her own, a rush of heat, and juice surging into her body. “Ohhhhh. . . .” Jasmine was overcome by a sudden sense of lust, her hands reaching around the blue woman and gripping her voluptuous ass. “Mhmmmmm.” Gurrgle. Blort. Jasmine’s nipples hardened, ripping through her tunic and pressing against the berry lady’s squishy breasts as her skin turned blue. “What. . . is. . . happening?” She panted as her clothing began to tighten around her pulsing skin. Blort. “I. . . feel. . . sooo. . .” She rubbed her belly against the other woman, moaning as it swelled and tightened against her clothing. “Ughhh. . .”