Blueberry Honeymoon rough draft

A Blueberry Honeymoon.

              “Phew.”  Ivan took a deep breath as he rolled Amy down the road.  “You sure are heavy.”  She rubbed the side of her body.  “But big and lovable all the same.”

              “Awww.  You sure know how to sweet talk a blueberry don’t you?”

              He smiled as he looked at his new blueberry wife.  “Well I will be doing that for as long as you live.”  He grabbed her cheek and pinched it.  “You are my big ole blueberry.  But we need to just get a little further.  The hotel isn’t far.”  He wiped the sweat from his brow.  “Then we can have all the fun that we want.”

              “You don’t want to just have fun out here?  Oh come on.”

              He whispered into her ear.  “Oh and I thought you wanted to make our honeymoon special.”  Amy moaned.  “Come on my big sexy blueberry girl.  Don’t you want to have our own private room?”

              Amy giggled.  “Well I can’t say no to having our own private room and letting you have your way with me now can I?”  She smiled.  “So what are you waiting for my big handsome man?  Get to rolling.”

              Ivan laughed and coutuined to roll his big blueberry wife.  Their wedding day hadn’t gone as they expected after Amy had taken some strange anxiety medication, causing her to swell into a massive blueberry.  But despite the exprince they were closer than ever.

              “Shouldn’t be long now.  I can see the hotel.”  He rubbed her massive blue ass.  “So what do you say hmm?  Ready to take things up a notch?”

              Amy laughed.  “How do you propose that?”

              He squeezed her ass.  “Oh you will see when we get into the room.  I have so many fun things planned for our special time together.”

              Amy blushed.  “Oh you treat your blueberry wife so nicely.”  She giggled.  “I mean I wouldn’t be able to go anywhere without you.  I am so big and helpless.”  Her juicy transformation had left her huge, almost seven feet tall and round.  Her feet were pressed tighly against her butt and her hands flapped about against the sides of her body.  Thankfully she didn’t feel like she was going to grow any bigger.  Part of her would love to become an even bigger blueberry, to feel more and more juice flow though her veins.  But then how would her husband take care of her.  He is only one man of course.

              As they neared the hotel Ivan rubbed her big naked side.  “So my dear.  What are you looking forward to?  I can tell you what I am looking forward to in our future.  Spending every waking moment with my big blueberry wife.  Making sure you have everything you need.”  He made sure she wasn’t going to roll away on her own and opend the front door to the hotel.  “Why I am sure I will need to give you regular juicings.”

              Amy giggled.  “I am not sure what that would even entail.”

              “Oh don’t worry.  I will show you when we get to our room.”  He rolled her inside.  “I have a lovely idea my dear.  But I do have to ask.  Do I have to water you?  How much are you like a blueberry?”

              “How would I know?”  She laughed.  “I don’t even know if I will stay this way honey.  For all we know I could turn back to normal in the middle of the night.”

              “Oh that wouldn’t be any fun.  I love you this way.”

              “And I love being this way too.”

              One of the hotel staff walked up to them.  “I am sorry sir but you can’t have such a massive inflatable in the hotel.”

              “Inflatble?  This is my wife.”  Amy waved at the man.  “Besides we have a resvation.”

              “Your wife?  Reservation?”  He pulled at his arm.  “Umm I will have to check my records.  What is your name?”

              “Ivan.  Ivan Frankfort.”  He followed the man, rolling Amy up to the front desk.  “You should be able to find our reservation no problem right?”

              “Just let me check the computer real quick.”  The young lad typed away at the computer.  “This isn’t normal at all.”  He looked at Amy.  “I have never heard of a blueberry coming to stay here before.  Oh god what will my manger think?”  He took a deep breath.  “Okay here you are.  Ahh so it’s your honeymoon?  Congratulations for umm. . .”

              “She is my lovely blueberry wife.”

              “Right.  I am sure you will have a juicy time together.  And what luck.  You are on the first floor.”  He laughed.  “Umm do you want to have the staff roll her to your room?”

              Ivan shook his head.  “No way.  It will be more intimate if I do it.”

              “Okay sir.”  He handed Ivan the key card.  “Well enjoy your stay then.  We will bill you at check out.”

              “Sounds good.”  He walked up to Amy.  “Come on hun.  It’s time to enjoy our honeymoon.”

              She maoned.  “About damn time.”

              Ivan leaned in for a kiss.  “Damn right.”  He rolled her though the hallways, her lovely blueberry body filling the air with her juices.  “You know what I love about you?”

              “What?”

              “Your big round ass.  Your big squishy cheeks.  The fact that I could sit on you like a water bed.”  He squeezed her sides.  “There is just so much to love.”

              “That is all you love?”

              “I mean I love everything else.  Your warm personailiy.”  He leaned her against the wall and walked up to the door.  “Your massive heart that is three times bigger than your juicy body.”  He laughed as he used the card to open the door.  “I am sure if you could still walk around and use your arms you would show how compasinate you are.”

              “Awww.”

              He rolled her up to the door, her body squeezing it’s way though the doorframe.  “I  am sorry about this.”

              “Ughhhhh.  Don’t be.  It’s. . .”  Blueberry juice began to drip from her nipples.  “It’s so wonderful!”