Teleporter Mishap

Teleporter Mishap.

              “Vicky, you should really head home.  We aren’t going to make a breakthrough tonight.”

              Vicky loomed over the gateway.  “What are you talking about?  Just a few minutes ago, we had this thing flickering.  We are almost there.”  She turned around and stared at her co-worker with bloodshot eyes.  “We have to keep pushing even if it hurts.”

              “But we have been working for almost twenty-seven hours.  We need our rest.”

              “After one more test.  I think I have calibrated everything correctly.”  She took a step back.  “Okay, Clark, you can turn it on.”

              He sighed and walked into the control room.  “She acts like the damn thing isn’t going to come to a screeching out for the hundredth time.  But if this will get me home.”  He tapped on the computer.  “Starting test three hundred and fifty-one.”

              Vicky narrowed her eyes.  “Punch it!”

              The machinery in front of her whirled to life, black clouds of exhaust shooting into the air.  This was it.  Tonight, would finally be the night that they would see into another world.  They would break the fabric of reality and land their faces in every scientific magazine around.  She would be famous; she would be rich.  “Come on.”

              “Wait.  This can’t be right.  These readings.”

              Vickey’s eyes widened as a blue shimmering light filled the gateway.  “It’s working!”

              Clark dropped his cup of coffee.  “Fucking hell.”  He rushed into the room and joined her.  “I. . . I didn’t fall asleep, did I?”  She punched him.  “Oww.  What was that for?”

              “So, you know you are wide awake dumbass.”  She looked back at the shimmering portal.  “Now stay here.”

              Clark grabbed her arm.  “What are you doing?  Are you crazy?”

              She pulled away from him.  “Look, we need to know what is on the other side of that thing.  We need to take a step into the great beyond now that we have pierced the veil.  Don’t be such a scary cat.”  She laughed as she backed into the blue light.  “I will tell you the highlights when I get back.”

              “Hey!  Vickey!”

              His words were drowned out as she vanished into the blue void.  “Whoh, this is strange.”  She felt as if she were floating for a split second before being spat out on the other end of the teleporter.  “Ughh. . .”  Vicky rubbed her rear end as she slowly made her way to her feet.  “Wherever I have landed, the ground is very. . . earthy.”

              Her eyes widened as she noticed she was in the middle of a giant field, dwarfed by what looked like massive blue balls all around her.  “Holy crap.  What is this place?”  She slowly walked across the wet earth.  “Is this a land of giants?  Why is everything around here so big?”

              A strange sudden downpour stuck her.  “Ahhhhh!”  She ducked for cover next to one of the blue-filed crops, pulling one of its vines and leaves close for cover.  “Fucking hell.  Where did that rainstorm come from?”  She looked at her arms and noticed that it wasn’t water dripping down her lab coat; it was blueberry juice.  “Huh?”

              “Hey, who are you?”  A young man in a familiar outfit stared at her.

              Vicky jumped to her feet.  “Who I am isn’t important.  I am just a visitor, good sir.  From far, far away.”

              “I don’t care how far away you came from.  A foolish girl like you should know better than to be anywhere near the blueberry patch during harvesting season.”  He snorted.  “Lest you want to see how it works up close an personal fer yerself.”

              Vicky laughed.  “I am not really someone who wants to know the ins and outs of agriculture.  I am about breaking down the barriers of science.”  She glanced back at the flicking blue light.  “Now, have a good day.”

              “Hey, get back here!  It’s not safe!”

              She ignored the crazy man and hurried back out into the weird blueberry rain, rushing towards the portal as it blinked in and out of existence.  “Later.”  She dove into the glimmering light just before the portal vanished, rolling onto the hard metallic floor of her lab station in a pile of blueberry juice.

              “What the hell happened?  Why are you covered in. . .”  Clark gasped.  “Blueberry juice?”

              She jumped to her feet. “I was amazing, Clark. I was in a completely different place—I am guessing a completely different world. There were blueberries, Clark.”

              “Umm, we have blueberries here on Earth.”

              She grabbed him by the collar of his shirt.  “Do they grow so big that they are as big as a house?  I didn’t think so.”  She laughed.  “Imagine what other worlds we could find!”

              He laughed.  “I think you just got an extra dose of radiation.  Look, why don’t you head home and sleep it off, okay?”

              “But. . .”

              He walked towards the door. “I am sorry, but until we can verify anything that you saw, it just... it just doesn’t exist.”

              As he left her alone, Vicky formed her hand into a fist.  “I know what I saw was real.”  Her eyes flashed blue.  “I will show everyone what I saw was real.”  She took a deep breath and grabbed her bag.  There wasn’t much else to do tonight but head home.  Without Clark, she couldn’t start the portal again.  Besides, what was the point?  She was running on fumes and needed her rest.  Following his head, she made her way to the door and into the dark hallway.

              It was almost one in the morning, and all the good, honest folks had long since gone home.  “I wonder if I should just crash here.  I am. . .”  She yawned.  “Too tired to drive.”  She blinked her eyes, her green eyes turning blue once more.  “Ughh, my stomach feels kind of weird as well.”  She rubbed her hips.  “Ughhh. . .”  Gurrgle.

              Vicky rubbed her nose as the smell of blueberries filled the air once more.  “What the fucking hell?”  She snorted.  “Like I need this.”  Gurrgle.  Her lab coat began to feel tight as the lights above her flickered.  “Ughhh.”  She groaned and stumbled against one of the nearby walls, her insides sloshing about.  “What in the world is wrong with me?  I feel so fucking heavy.”  She moaned.  “Oh, my fucking god.”  She took deep breaths.  “And I feel so hot.”

              As she stumbled forward, her shoes suddenly felt tight.  “Why couldn’t Clark have just believed me?  We made history.  Ughh. . .”  She winced as her pants suddenly felt wet.  “What the fuck is happening?”  She looked down, noticing her stomach, now big and round.  “Huh?”  The zipper on her jeans suddenly gave out, exposing her blue waistline.  “Ahhh!”  She gasped as she took a step back, feeling all of the new weight sloshing through her body.  “What is going on?  Why am I so blue?”  Shripppppp!

              Her face turned bright blue as she realized her ass was now exposed, a massive tear having formed on her butt.  “Fuck.”  Vicky winced as her feet ripped through her shoes, her legs becoming thicker and thicker by the second.  “What is happening to me?”

              She turned around and began heading towards the lab.  “I need to turn that teleporter back on.  Maybe that strange man knows what is going on.”  She moaned as the strange fluid rushing through her veins began to surge into her chest, her breasts beginning to fill like blue water balloons and pressing against her bra.  “Ughhh. . .”  She moaned as her eyes flashed blue once more.  “I. . . feel so fucking juicy.  So. . . god dam juicy.”  She pulled at her lab coat.  “All of this blueberry juice in me.  It has to come out.  It just has to. . .”  Blueberry juice began to leak from her nipples.  “Oh god, what is happening to me?”

              “Hey, Vicky, I was going over the test today, and there seemed to be some weird energies flowing through the gateway.  It was almost as if it reeked of blueberries.”  Clark walked into view.  “I am starting to wonder if what you said happened is really true.  Oh, my fucking god!”  He rushed to her side as her lab coat struggled to contain her growing girth.  Her jeans already tore apart as Vicky spread her legs, blueberry juice dripping from her pussy.  “What did you do?”

              “What did I do?”  A button snapped off her lab coat.  “You are saying it like I did this on purpose.”  She poked him with a swollen finger.  “Look here, Clark, I wouldn’t just cause myself to fill up with juice because I like it.  I can feel myself growing bigger and bigger by the second, and I don’t know what I am going to do about it.  I saw the blueberries in that strange world.  They were the sizes of a house.  A fucking house.”  She moaned as juice dripped from her hardening nipples.  “Oh god.  That is going to happen to me.  I am going to swell so big and. . . oh fuck.”  Her eyes were now glowing blue.

              “Calm down.  We will figure this out.”

              She grabbed him by the chest as more buttons burst off her body.  “Oh yeah?  I don’t have enough room to grow adequately here.  I won’t become a lovely ripe blueberry in these conditions.”  She began to wobble.  “And I doubt you know how to take care of me.  To help me mature.  You are just a silly old researcher.  What do you know?”

              “Huh?”

              “You don’t know the first thing about helping a blueberry mature, do you.”  She slapped him as her lab coat burst open, her bra-snapping off and hitting him in the face.  “Why, I doubt you would even juice me.”

              “Vicky!”

              She moaned.  “I. . . don’t know what is coming over me.”

              “You are clearly a bit delirious from your body being altered by that strange reality.  We need to drain those fluids now.”

              She moaned.  “Yes.  Right away.”  Not able to stand any longer, she fell forward onto Clark, her massive round boobs pinning him to the ground.  “So, get to it.”

              “Huh?”  He blushed.  “What are you talking about?”

              “I am saying you need to juice me.  Juice me nice and good.  It will help me slowly mature after all.  I am a growing blueberry girl.”  She motioned towards her pussy.  “Hurry.  You want me to grow up nice and ripe, don’t you?”

              Clark took deep breaths as he tried his best to shimmy out of his pants.  “I am only doing this for science.”  She giggled as she felt his rock-hard dick press against her body.  “You hear me.”

              “Sure, you are my lovely juicer.”

              He turned his bright red face away.  “Vicky I. . . we are co-workers.  This is so embarrassing.”

              “You love. . . ohhhhhhhhh!”  She moaned as she felt his little man slide into her glory hole.  “Oh fuck.  Oh yes.  Yes, yes.  I want to feel your love inside of me.  Juice me.  Juice me so good.”

              “I don’t see how this will help.”  He began to thrust.  “I really don’t.”

              “I just feel it deep down inside.  Get going, boy.  Keep going.  Going.  Oh fuck.  Yes.”  She slapped her hands against the side of her body.  “Ohhhh fuck.  Fuckkkkkkk!”  Blueberry juice shot out of her breasts. Clark ejected his fluids into her body.  “Yessssssssssssssssssssssss!”

              “Ohh, god.”  He pushed up against her breasts.  “You are so fucking heavy.  So lovely.”  He moaned.  “Stop spraying me with juice already.”

              But that wouldn’t happen as her orgasm had just begun.  For five straight minutes, her juices spilled out of her body.  While she didn’t return to her original petite form, she at least regained the use of her limbs.  “Ohhhh. . .”  She pushed her round belly and D-cup breasts off his body.  “That was amazing.”

              “Clark took deep breaths as he lay in her pool of blueberry juice.  “I hope I never have to do that again.”  He chuckled.  “We are co-workers, after all.  We have boundaries.”

              “Oh, sure we do.”  She looked down at him.  “I expect the same next time I start to grow.  You have to keep me ripening at a. . . steady rate.”

              “Huh?”

              She turned around.  “Until tomorrow.”  She blew him a kiss.