This story contains blueberry inflation, breast and ass inflation, teasing a berry girl, squeezing someone with over inflated breasts and juicy revenge.


Getting out of the Dentist.

            “My teeth are fine!  That bitch is just going to torture me!”  She snorted as she crossed her arms.  “I am not fucking going.”

            “It’s just a cleaning, Aroura.”

            “A cleaning?  A cleaning!”  She slammed her foot down.  “Do you have any idea how painful a cleaning is?  How they take those jack knives to your teeth?  To your lips?  It is unlike anything you can. . . can... .!”

            Jake laughed.  “I know.  I go to the very same dentist.  Mandy isn’t that bad.”

            “Oh, she isn’t that bad, alright.  She is a pure menace.”

            “You need a regular check-up, dear.”  He put his hands on her shoulders.  “It’s all about keeping your teeth nice and healthy.  You want that, don’t you?”

            “What I want is not to be fucking assaulted in my mouth.  It hurts.”

            “Well, do you want it to hurt our pocketbook instead?  If you skip out on the appointment at this point, it’s going to cost us almost two hundred dollars.”

            Aroura rubbed the bridge of her nose.  “Alright.  Alright.  I will show up.”  She snorted.  “But that doesn’t mean I will give Mandy a surprise to get out of her dental torture.”  She walked into the other room and picked up a small box with blue powder in it.  “I have been waiting for this, and she is about to get what is coming to her.  He doesn’t believe me as he gets a different dental assistant than I do.  But Mandy is way, way too rough.  So, to teach her a lesson for assaulting my gums, I am going to give her a juicy time today.”

            ***

            Later that day, Aroura sat patiently in Havensfall Dental’s waiting room, her left hand sitting against her little surprise.  “Just a little longer, and I can give that bitch the juicing she deserves.”

            “Ahhh, Aroura.”  Mandy suddenly opened the door to the dental rooms.  “You can come back now.”  She wiped some blood off her shirt.

            Aroura jumped to her feet.  “Hello, Mandy.”

            “You seem oddly chipper.  Last time I saw you, I remember something along the lines I hope I never see you again.”

            “Ohh, well, things change.”  Aroura giggled.  “I realized what I said was in anger.”  As Mandy turned around, she set the box with the blue powder down on the table with the dental supplies.  “I just don’t want to hold onto all that stress.  I don’t want to let it bubble deep down inside of me.  Do you know what it can do to someone?  High blood pressure, loneliness.  Just soo many painful things.”

            “It takes a strong person to realize that.”  Mandy noticed the strange box sitting on the side of the table.  “What is this?”

            “Oh, that?  I thought I would get you a present.”  Aroura smiled.  “Trust me, you will love it.”

            Mandy opened the box and arched an eyebrow.  “It’s just a bunch of blue powder.”

            “You mean blue makeup.  Trust me, it’s all the rage.  You want to look stylish, don’t you?”

            Mandy scratched at her chin.  “Hmmm.  I do want to look cute.”  She giggled.  “And I do have a date tonight.”  She rubbed a little under her eyes.  “Thank you, Aurora.”

            “No problem.  It really brings out your eyes.”  She smiled as Mandy’s eyes turned from green to blue.

            “Shall we get this examination started?”  Mandy picked up a dental tool as her face began to turn blue.  “Hopefully, your teeth haven’t gotten any worse.  You are staying away from the candy, aren’t you?”

            Aroura snickered.  “Yes, ma’am.  My teeth are as fit as a fiddle.”

            Mandy blinked her eyes as an audible rumbling sound filled the air.  “Umm. . . I am sorry.  I think I missed my lunch.  Now open wide.”  Aroura did as she was told.  “Hmm, this is odd.  This is very odd indeed.”

            “What is going on?  Is there something wrong with my teeth?  Are my gums bleeding?”

            “No.”  Mandy held her hands out in front of her face.  “My hands. . . my arms. . .”  She gulped.  “They are fucking blue!”

            Aroura turned around with a wicked smile on her face.  “Your blue?  Whatever could have caused that?”

            “I don’t know.  What is going on!”

            “Maybe you had a skin reaction to the makeup I gave you.  It did give a warning on the box.”

            Mandy grabbed Aroura by the collar of the shirt.  “What warning!  What is happening!”

            “Ohh, that could just be an extreme reaction on the skin in some cases.  Where the skin could slowly turn blue.”  Aroura giggled.  “I wouldn’t worry too much about it.”

            “But all my fucking skin is blue!  I look like a fucking blueberry!”  Blort.  Her eyes widened, and she looked down at her belly as she dropped Aroura.  “What the fucking hell?”  Mandy’s hands pressed against her squishy, round stomach as it slowly expanded.  “I. . . can feel something inside of me.  I feel like a water bottle that is being slowly filled up!”  She moaned.  “Ughhhh. . . sooo fucking tight.”

            Aurora slowly sat up.  “My, my.  Are we having a juicy moment?”  She giggled as she watched Mandy’s sumptuous blue breasts throb before pressing tightly against her blouse.  “Are you sure you are going to be okay to examine me?”

            “I. . . you. . . you planned this.”  She turned around her face bright blue.  “I can’t prove it, but I just. . .”  Shriipppppp.  Blort.  “Ahhhhhhhhh!”  Her voluptuous ass throbbed as a massive tear appeared across her slacks.  “Fuckk!”  Her hand slammed against her pulsating rear end, moving up and down with her curvy hips as her waistline slowly expanded.  “Ohhh. . . ohhhhhhhhhh!”  Her curvy, luscious belly pressed against the counter, her squishy, sumptuous breasts pressing against her blouse, popping a button off her body.  “Ohhh yesssss!”

            “I am going to go if that’s okay.”

            Mandy suddenly turned around.  “You are not going anywhere.  You are going to stop. . . stop. . . this juicy. . . fucking. . .”  Another button snapped off her blouse, revealing more of her radiant, round belly and voluptuous breasts.  “Ughhhhh.”  She reached forward and grabbed Aurora, blueberry juice dripping down from her stiff, erect nipples.  “If you don’t stop this, I am going to see if I can’t spread this to you.  It was makeup, right. . .”  She panted as her blouse tightened even more against her body, her belly, and breasts throbbing as her waistline bounced about, more of her slacks ripping apart.  “Ughhhhh!”

            “Look, you can’t really think you are going to turn me into a blueberry.”  Aroura giggled as she rubbed her hand against Mandy’s tree trunk legs, feeling the fabric rip apart against the squishy blue skin.  “Now, just enjoy your juicy transformation, huh?  I mean, you do deserve it for trying to tear my gums apart.”  She snorted.  “I swear all the times you stabbed me!”

            “So you did do this to me on purpose!”  Mandy slammed Aroura against her body just as the blouse burst apart.  “I knew it!  Ughhhhhh!”

            “Let me go!”  Aroura squirmed about between Mandy’s voluptuous, squishy breasts.  “It’s fucking hot in here, and it reeks of blueberries.”  She gulped as blueberry juice began to drip down her body.  “You are fucking leaking!”

            “Ohhhh. . . this feels better than I thought it would.  Whoohhhh!”  Mandy wobbled about, her stubby blue legs struggling to hold her up.

            “What are you doing?”  Aroura tried in vain to pull herself free.

            “Can’t. . . ahhhhhh!”  Mandy fell backward, blueberry juice squirting out of her squishy, sumptuous breasts like geysers.  “Ohhhh, that feels so much better.  Shripppp.   Her thick, squishy legs rubbed together as they slowly sank into her massive blue waistline and curvy, luscious ass.  “Ohhhh fuckkkkkk!”  Aurora was slowly pushed further into Mandy’s cleavage as her tender belly continued to fill with blueberry juice, rising toward the ceiling.

            “Let me out of here.”

            “I. . . remember someone saying they deserved such a fate.  Maybe you should have. . . thought of such a thing before causing me to. . . fill with all this juice.”  She squeezed her sumptuous breasts together, blueberry juice squirting out from between her hard, erect nipples.  “Ohhhhh. . . fuckkkk!”

            Aroura moaned.  “But I am supposed to punish you.  I. . .”  She gulped down some hot, sticky blueberry juice.  “Ughhh. . .”  She moaned, her nipples tingling as her body began to feel hot.  “Huh?”  She looked down at her hands as they began to turn blue.  “Ohhh fuck no!”