Juicing up the Bunny Casino p1

Juicing up the Bunny Casino.

            Knock, knock.  Heather jumped to her feet.  “I wonder who that could be.”

            Matt’s voice rang out in her head.  “It’s probably some debt collector due to you going out and blowing all the money I earn.  Don’t you dare answer it.”

            Heather bounced towards the door, her tender, sumptuous breasts jiggling about as they were loosely contained by her tube top.  “Ohh hush.  You should be happy after the lengths I went to so you would be back sharing this lovely body with me.”  She grabbed her curvy, squishy ass before shaking her hips.  “You know you love it.”

            “Stop.  Just stop.”

            “If you hate it so much, why don’t you just hide inside my mind.  Last thing I need to hear is you whine all day.”  Heather smiled as she opened the door.  “Hello.”

            A young lady in a suit stood, adjusting her short dark hair. “Oh, hi. Is this where a pair of individuals by the name of Matt and Heather that live here?”

            “I am Heather.”  She squished her hand against her sumptuous breasts.  “And Matt isn’t home right now.  What can I do for you?”

            “My name is Vess, and I understand you had an innocent at our bunny casino.”

            Heather narrowed her eyes before punching Vess in her breasts, knocking the woman flat on the ground.  “You are the bitch who runs that casino?”

            “Ughh. . .”  Vess moaned.  “Why would you punch me there?”  She moaned as she rubbed her boobs, her nipples hardening.  “Owww.”

            Heather snorted and crossed her arms.  “I almost lost my other half because of you.  Your damn casino is trying to turn people into horny ass bunnies.  And look, part of me would   have loved to be a cute little bunny girl at one time in my life.”  She moaned.  “To have bigger, more luscious, and full breasts to jiggle about.  To shake that cute bunny butt.”  Heather shook her head.  “But I have a life and a silly man to think about now.  Besides, I don’t want to lose my sense of self.  So that is why I punched you so hard in the boobs that you will be feeling it until next week bitch.”

            Vess snorted as she stood up.  “I want to get one thing straight.  It’s my casino in a legal sense only.  Those damn bunnies stole it from me.  My partner, who is the real owner of the casino, is one of them now.  I want them run out and forced back to wherever they came from.  This is like some crazy virus and doesn’t align with the bunny casino policy standards.”  Vess lowered her voice.  “All we had in our user agreement was turning our cheaters and deadbeats into playboy bunnies to work off their debt.  They wouldn’t stay this way forever just because some horny ass bitches wanted more playthings.”

            “Well, if that is true, why did you come to me?”

            “Because I have been watching the casino trying to figure out how to get my girls back.”  Vess paced back and forth.  “And well. . . I saw that you did something to break the curse.  I want to know what so we can drive them out.”  She tapped Heather on the chest.  “Tell me now!  I will pay you anything.  ANYTHING!”

            Heather pushed Vess back.  “Now, now, dear.  First off.”  She punched Vess in the boobs again.  “That is for spying on me.”  She took a deep breath.  “Second, as long as you keep the money flowing, I will help.”  She turned around.  “Though I have to say, dear, you may not be happy with the method I have in mind.”  She sighed.  “I know I am not.”

            “I said anything.”  Vess moaned as she rubbed her tender breasts.  “Just stop hitting my boobs.  Ughhhh. . .”  She moaned.  “I don’t know how much more I can take.”

            “Then stop giving me reasons to teach you a lesson bitch.  Come on.  We have a potion store to find.”

            “A what?”

            “You will understand when we find it.”

            ***

            “You are taking me to a hole in the wall?”  Vess snorted.  “Look, if you can’t drum up solutions to the problem, then—”

            Heather grabbed a tiny door handle and walked through the opening.  “Trust me.  There is a wonderous world of potions inside just waiting to give us what we want.”

            Vess rolled her eyes as she followed Heather inside.  “Sure, there is.”  Yet she was the one to be surprised as on the other side was a massive room with vibrant colors, spiraling staircases, and hanging plants.  “What in the world?”

            “Welcome to Potion’s R Us.  How can I. . . oh, for god’s sake.”  Beth rubbed her forehead.  “Why do you keep coming back here?”

            “I am on business.”  She pushed Vess towards the strange woman.  “This woman has a bunny problem and could use your help.”

            Beth looked Vess up and down.  “Are you friends with Heather?”

            “No.  The woman punched me twice in the breasts.  This is purely business.”

            Beth clapped her hands together.  “Perfect.  What is your problem.”  She put her hand behind Vess’s back and separated her from Heather.  “I can’t wait to see how I will help you today.”

            “You can help me with my issue?”

            “Of course.  You wouldn’t have found our store otherwise.”  Beth smiled as she took them to a row of lipstick.  “Ahhhh, this just speaking to you, isn’t it.”

            “I umm. . . I haven’t even told you what is going wrong.”

            Beth picked up the lipstick marked Berry Blend.  “Oh dear, that isn’t how it works around here.”  She placed the tube gently into Vess’s hand.  “Now, trust me.  This tube will solve all your problems.  Just put it on, and those who are troubling you will get a very juicy time.  Ohhh, if I could see the look on their faces.”

            “I don’t. . .”

            “If you don’t believe me, you could always test it on a. . . troublesome person.”  Beth narrowed her eyes at Heather.

            “Huh?  Wait, her?”  Vess rubbed her chin.  “Well, she did punch me in the breasts.  I guess it’s only fair.”

            “Tell you what.  Just a deal between you and me.  You test it out on that little troublemaker, and I will give you this tube for free.”  Beth smiled.  “What do you say?”

            “Umm. . .”  Vess gulped. “Can you guarantee it will get all of those nasty bunny girls out of my casino?”

            “Of course!  It will do many wonderful things.”

            “Deal.”  She shook Beth’s hand.  “And I will gladly test it on Heather.  I hope this does something that she deserves.”

            “Perfect.  We have an understanding.  Now go, you have some product testing to do.  Have fun.”

            With lipstick tube in hand, Vess walked back over to Heather.  “I got it.  Let’s head back to your place so we can plan.”

            Heather clasped her hands together, her sumptuous boobs bouncing about.  “Perfect.  See, I told you it wouldn’t be too bad.”  Vess followed the woman out of the potion shop.  “So, what did you get?”

            “I am not sure yet.  I need to try it still.”

            “Hmmm.”  Heather tapped her finger against her chin as they approached the car.  “Well, I am sure you can find someone to try that little bit of jell on.  So what does it do anyway? Do you just rub it on them, and it will change them back?”

            Vess shrugged.  “Not sure.  There are no instructions.”  She was lying; she was reading the instructions as Heather walked ahead of her.  Apply lipstick to your lips.  To use, kiss another person, and let the magic happen.  The juice will transfer from your lips and into their body, causing them to swell rapidly.  If they are under a curse-like possession, the juice will purify them of it.  If no such curse is present, then said person will just be a big horny blueberry for a good three hours.

            Heather shrugged.  “Kind of odd they wouldn’t tell you how to use it.  Ohh, well, that store is always looking for ways to give you half-assed help.  I should know.”  She opened the driver’s door to her vehicle.  “Okay, hurry up and get in.  I don’t want to spend all day in this part of town.”

            Vess walked around the car, outside of Heather’s line of sight, quickly applying the lipstick to her lips before slipping it back into her pocket.  “Okay.  Here goes a juicy test.”  She opened the passenger door as she licked her lips.

            “I was thinking instead of heading back to my place, we could just go to the casino.  We have what we need.”

            “No.”  Vess shook her head.  “This is going to take a lot of planning.”  She gulped.  “We can’t just barge in there.”

            “Oh, trust me.  I was there a few weeks ago.  Those bun-bun girls are not that smart.  We could just mhumhhm—” Vess cut her off with a kiss, Heather quickly wrapping her arms around Vess and pulling her in close.

            “God, I can feel her nipples pressing against me.  They are so fucking. . ughhh.”

            “You taste wonderful.  So nice and juicy.”  Heather ran her hands through her hair.  “That was nice and unexpected, but we do need to focus.”  Vess smiled as she watched Heather’s nose turn blue.  “So, we are going straight to the casino.”

            “But why?  I am sure they have both of us on a watch list.  We should head back to your place and plan this out.  Maybe find some other people to help us out.”

            Heather pointed her bony finger at Vess as it slowly turned blue.  “Now look here.  I am the one driving, and I am the one who got you that stuff to help.  So, I think I am the one who can make the decisions on how to drive those funky bunnies out of your casino.  If you were so good at this, you wouldn’t have come to me begging for my aid.  Ohhhh Heather.  Oh, you are so wonderful.  So smart.  I need you to bail me out.  To save me.”  She put her blue hand against her squishy, sumptuous breasts.  “Ohhh, whatever will I do without you?”

            “I mean, I have been doing quite fine.”  Vess crossed her arms and gave Heather a smug look.  “But my dear Heather, I think you should be more worried about what is about to happen to you.”

            “Why is that?”  She arched a blue eyebrow.

            “I don’t know.  I would wonder why someone tasted juicy with their kiss, is all.”  Vess rubbed her lips.  “Mhmmm.  Nice and juicy indeed.”

            “Huh?  She looked down at her hands.  Gurrgle.  “What did you do to me?”

            Vess leaned back in her chair.  “Ohh, nothing.  I am just testing the product.  Beth said she would give it to me for free if you were the testing dummy.  I see it as fitting payback for punching me in my poor, tender breasts over and over again.”  Vess rubbed her right breast.  “Why my babies are still calming down from such actions.  Whatever will they do?”

            “You. . . ohhhhh.”  Heather moaned as her belly began to bubble.  “Ohhh fuck.”  Slowly, her luscious hips began to expand, pressing tightly against her seatbelt.  “I feel soo. . . juicy already.”

            “Wow.  It really works fast, doesn’t it.”

            “You. . . ohhhhh.”  Heather licked her lips.  “Ohhh, god, yes!  Yessssss!”  She pulled at her tube top as her voluptuous breasts throbbed, blueberry juice squirting out of her hard erect nipples.  “Ohhhh god.  I. . . can’t hold it in.  Sooo much.”  Vess eyes widened as Heather’s breasts swelled almost an entire cup size, her nipples bouncing out of her shirt.  “Ohhh fuck yes.”  Juice squirted over the steering wheel.  “Ohhhh god!”

            “Maybe we should focus on getting you out of here,” Vess realizing her mistake of doing this while they were still in the car.  “I will get this seatbelt off of you.  Ughhh.”  She moaned.  “It’s stuck.  Ughhhh.  Stop swelling into me.”  Vess pressed against the side of Heather’s sumptuous round belly.  “You are so damn heavy and juicy.  Ahhhh.”  She fell to the side, losing sight of the seat belt latch as the belt sank into Heather’s blue, squishy skin.  “Fuck’s sake.  How the hell are we going to get you out of here now!”

            “Ohhhhh. . .”  Shrrippppp.  Heather’s long, thick, throbbing legs began to stretch and rip through the juice-soaked fabric.  “I. . . think there is a way that I am. . . ohhhh.”  Blueberry juice dripped out of her pulsing, wet pussy.  “Ohhhhhhh.  Ahhhhh!”  The chair suddenly fell back, her round, bubbly belly bouncing about and her tender, sumptuous breasts ripping through her shirt.  “Ahhhhhh!”  She moaned.  “Fuck.  Sooo fucking tight.”  The seatbelt jiggled about as it tightened around her body.  “Ughhhhhh.  I. . . ughhhhh.”  Juice squirted from her stiff, sensitive nipples.  “I. . . I. . . I. . .”  Srhhippppppp.  The seatbelt burst apart, Vess having to duck as it flew out of the front windshield.

            “Hold hell.”  She gasped as Heather’s massive belly continued to bounce about.  “For fucks sake.”

            “Ohhhh yeah.”  She moaned as it collided with her voluptuous breasts over and over and over again.  “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh.”  Her thick, juicy legs rubbed against one another, pressing tighter and tighter together as her curvy ass slowly pushed her upward.  “Ohhh fuck yes.”

            Vess opened the passenger door and rushed around the vehicle.  “Well, I think it’s safe to say this lipstick works.”  She thrust the driver’s side door open.  “Now to get you out of here before you ruin your car.”

            “Ohhhhhh. . .”

            Vess put her hands on Heather’s swollen, sumptuous breasts.  “Come on!  You don’t want to juice up all over your car, do you?”

            “Maybe I do.  Ohhhhhh. . . yess.  Squeeze me harder.”

            Vess rolled her eyes.  “I am just trying to get you out.”  She pulled with all her might.  “Now, roll out already.  Ughhh.”  Heather began to roll back and forth.  “Commmmeeee onnnnnnnn!  Whoohhhhh!”  With a mighty roll, Heather’s body moved, but in the wrong direction.  With a tight grip on Heather’s hard, erect nipples, Vess was pulled into the vehicle and smooshed between Heather’s sumptuous breasts and the passenger side door.  “Owwwww.  Your damn nipples are pressing into my ass.”  She tried to open the door but couldn’t move more than a few inches.  “Heather!  Heather, stop swelling.”

            “Ohhhhh. . .”  Heather moaned as her juicy side pressed against the roof of the car.  “Ohhhh yesssss.”  She licked her lips as her massive, juicy breasts hugged Vess more and more.  “Ohhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkk.”

            “I. . . Ohhhh, god.”  Vess panted.  “I feel like I am in the middle of a hot, juicy heating pad that is being squeezed tighter and tighter.”  She moaned.  “While being dripped on by. . . guughhhh.”  Vess shook her head.  “I should have waited until we were out of the fucking car.  I just should have fucking waited.”