Juicy Plane Ride

Juicy Plane Ride.

              “We are about to take off, ma’am, so if you would please fasten your seatbelt.”

              Jess took a deep breath.  “Umm, of course.”  She smiled at the flight attendant.  “I will get right on that.”

              Pam put her hand on Jess’s shoulder.  “Hey, it’s going to be alright.  You have nothing to worry about.”

              “Nothing to worry about?”  Jess turned her head.  “I told you I didn’t want to fly and what are we doing?  We are fucking flying; that is what we are doing.”  She looked out the window.  “Going into the fucking air and probably never coming back down.  I. . . this is insane.  No.  If I never buckle my seatbelt, we never have to go anywhere, do we?”  She giggled.  “We will stay safe on the ground.  Yes, that is it.”

              Pam crossed her arms and stared into her wife’s eyes.  “You know we can’t do that.  We are going to your parent’s fifth anniversary.”

              Jess threw her arms out to the side.  “Well, who told them to have their anniversary in Hawaii?  This isn’t fair.  I. . . we could all crash on a deserted island because of them.”

              “Really?  Aren’t you being a tad over dramatic?”

              “Aren’t you being undramatic?”

              Pam reached into her bag.  “Look, you said it yourself. You were going to be overly anxious on this trip.  Didn’t you tell me about that time when you were a kid, and your dad took you flying?”

              Jess shook her head.  “No, no.  I don’t want to remember it.”

              Pam handed Jess a blue pill. “Look, my point is we came prepared. You wanted the best anxiety pill around, and here it is. Now take it so they don’t have to strap you down.”  Pam sighed. “I want a nice, relaxing flight with the woman I love. Okay?”  She rubbed Jess’s leg.

              “Okay.”  She took the pill and swallowed it.  “Hey, it tastes like blueberries.”

              “Yeah, they were all out of their normal stock, so I got their special blueberry-favored anxiety brand.”

              “Huh?  Wait, they have flavored anxiety medication?”

              Pam put her hands behind her head as Jess buckled herself in. “Yup. I guess it’s supposed to help you really relax for super intense situations, so it better help.”  She smiled. “I know that I want you to be the happiest that you can possibly be.”

              “Aww, thank you.”  Jess reached forward and hugged her wife.  “I love you too.”

              A voice suddenly rang out over the speakers. “Hello, this is your captain speaking.  We have some lovely weather and should have you in Hawwii in about three hours.  So, sit back and enjoy the ride.  I am being told that you are going to watch Ghostbusters.  How I wish I wasn’t flying right now so I could be there.”

              Jess gripped the leather armrests as the plane slowly started to pick up speed. “When is the medicine going to kick in”?

              Pam gripped Jess’s arm.  “Just take deep breaths.”

              “We aren’t going to crash, are we?”

              “It is going to be okay.”

              “Ahhhhhhhhhhh!”  The plane slowly took off, her heart pounding as they climbed higher and higher into the air.  “I take it back.  I want to go back onto solid ground.”  Jess looked back and forth.  “Is it too late?  They can turn this thing back around, right?”

              “Just wait for the medicine to kick in.”

              Jess blinked her eyes, a strange sense of calm and warmth spreading throughout her body.  “I. . . I think I feel it.”  She giggled.  “It actually feels nice, like a tingling and hugging sensation wrapping around my skin.”  She laid back.  “I am actually starting to feel a bit better.”

              “Well, good.  You deserve to relax.”  Pam smiled.  “Now, let’s enjoy ourselves, okay.”

              Jess nodded her head.  “Yeah.  It’s time to sit back and enjoy ourselves.”  She put her hands behind her back.  “Ahhhh.”  She didn’t notice her nose slowly turning blue.  “In fact, I think I am going to get myself a drink.”  She waved her hand.  “Umm, hello?”

              One of the flight attendants eventually made their way over.  “Yes?”  The woman gasped.  “Are you alright?”

              Jess smiled, her face slowly turning bright blue.  “Why, of course.  My wife gave me something so I would stay calm.”

              The flight attendant gulped.  “Umm, yeah.  I am sure she did.”  She scratched at her arm as she watched Jess’s neck slowly turn blue.  “So, umm. . . what is it that you wanted me to get for you?”

              “Oh, nothing much.  Do you have any wine?  Maybe some pretzels?”

              The woman turned around.  “Umm, sure.  I will go see what we have.”  She hurried off toward the back of the plane and started talking with the other flight attendants.

              Jess narrowed her eyes.  “Hmm, the woman seems a bit tense.  Pam, I think we should have brought more of those pills.  The others around here could have used them themselves.”  She turned her head and smiled at her wife.  “I mean, look at them.  They are practically panicking back there.”

              Pam’s eyes widened as she noticed how blue Jess had become.  “What in the world?”

              “Oh, don’t tell me you are stressed too.”  She put her hand on Pam’s arm.  “Do you have any more of those pills?  I think you need one.”

              “Jess, listen to me.  You. . . there is some kind of allergic reaction.  You need to stay calm?”

              “Allergic reaction?  Do you hear yourself right now?  Oh, I get it.  This is you trying to test me.  Look, I am perfectly calm.  Nothing, and I mean nothing, is going to bring this girl down right now.”  Gurrgle.

              Jess blinked her eyes as she felt an intense pressure inside her belly.  “What as that?”  She looked down and gasped.  “My arms.  My hands.”  She held them up in front of her face.  “They are so fucking. . . blue!  What in the world happened to me?”

              “I told you it was some kind of allergic reaction.  Calm down.”

              “But look at me.  I am so fucking blue.  What am I going to do?”

              The flight attendant walked back and whispered in Jess’s ear.  “We would like to escort you to first class.  You are. . . umm. . .”

              Jess snorted.  “I am perfectly fine right where I am.”  She groaned.  “But if you are going to do anything, you can get me a more comfortable seat.  This. . . chair is getting tight.”  She looked down.  “Ugh, what in the world?”  Everyone gasped as her belly slowly expanded outward.  “I. . . am I growing?”

              Pam gulped.  “This isn’t good.  We need to get you out of that seat now!”

              The couple across from them looked over.  “What is happening to her?”

              The flight attendants moved in front of her.  “Look, nothing is wrong.  Just pay attention to the movie.”

              Jess moaned.  “I feel so bloated.  So, fucking. . . ughh.”  She gripped the sides of the armrest as her hips grew bigger and bigger.  “Pam. . . what did you give me?”  She moaned.  “This isn’t what I. . . oh god.”  Her chest began to inflate like a giant balloon, her boobs pushing her blouse outward.  “I. . . oh fuck. . . fuck. . . fuck. . .”

              Pam unbuckled herself and jumped to her feet.  “God damnit.  You really are growing.”

              “Ma’am, you need to stay in your seat.”

              “What are you talking about!  My wife is blowing up like a blueberry!”

              Jess moaned.  “A blueberry?  Is that what I am becoming?”  She moaned as her legs thickened.  “It feels. . . kind of good.  Ugh.  If I could only get this belt off.”  The buttons on her blouse began to snap, flying across the plane.  “Oh fuckkkk!”

              One of the flight attendants rushed toward the front of the plane.  “I am going to tell the pilot.”

              She was stopped by another flight attendant with red hair.  “And tell them what, Jackey?  That we have a woman swelling into a blueberry?”

              “What do you want me to do, Grace?  We have a major situation on our hands, and we need to do something before this gets anymore out of control.”

              “Oohhhhh fuckkkkkk!”  The seat Jess was sitting in suddenly rumbled as more buttons snapped off her juice-soaked blouse. “It’s getting so tight.”  Her arms flapped around on her round blue body, her boobs bouncing about.  “I. . . help. . . I. . . ughhh!”  Suddenly, her chair seemed to explode as her belly shot forward, knocking the chairs ahead of her downward as the chair she was sitting in was flattened.  “Ughhhh.”  Her legs were forced forward, lying on the two seats ahead of her.  “I am so. . . biggg!”  She was tipped backward until her big round body was caught by the curvature of the plane seats.

              Pam rushed to the flight attendants.  “We have to do something.”

              They took a step back.  “I think it’s best if we move everyone away from your wife, so this doesn’t spread.”

              Grace nodded. “Yeah, we don’t know if the rest of us could become blueberries, so we are just going to give her a wide berth.”

              “What are you talking about?”  Pam leaned against her wife.  “You aren’t going to turn into a blueberry.  Now help her!”

              Jess maoned.  “I. . . I feel so good.”  Her arms and legs slowly shrank into her body.  “This feels so wonderful.  I. . . ohhhhhh!”

              Pam turned around.  “Look, you just feel a bit weird with all that juice inside of you.”

              Jess licked her lips.  “It feels nice with your hands rubbing against my big round skin.”

              Pam blushed.  “Look, we can talk about that when we get on the ground.  But for now, we need to focus on returning you to normal.”

              “But I don’t want to go back.  I like being a blueberry.”  She licked her lips.  “A big helpless blueberry for you to take care of.  To juice.  To. . . ohhh. . . pleasure.”

              “What?”

              “I need you to help juice me.  Juice me, Pam.”  Blueberry juice squirted from her nipples.  “Come on.  Help out your blueberry wife.”

              Pam put her hands on Jess’s body. “Umm, I am going to roll her towards first class and umm. . .”  She gulped.  “See what I can do to deal with this situation.”

              The flight attendants moved out of the way. “It’s about time you took care of this.”

              Pam sighed.  “Yeah.  Sure.”  She slowly rolled her wife the long length of the plane towards the first-class section.  “Okay, I will juice you, but only to get you back.”  Pam lowered her voice.  “That and part of me wants to have some kinky time hundreds of feet up in the air.”

              Jess moaned.  “Oh yeah, baby.  Let’s do it!”

              But as Pam rolled Jess, her wife became stuck in between the seats, her massive swelling frame becoming wedged between the chairs, causing people to jump up and hurry toward the back of the plane.  “Fuck.  You are getting so heavy.”

              Jess took a deep breath.  “I. . . ughhh. . .”  Her little hands flapped about.  “Isn’t it wonderful?”

              “But we can’t get you out.  We. . .”  Pam grunted, finally causing her wife to roll forward and down the rest of the aisle.  Jess’s momentum sent her flying into the first-class section, where her massive blue ass collided with a seat, causing her to come to a stop as juice dripped from her nipples.  As Pam caught up with her, she laughed.  “First class is empty?  What is the point if no one is flying in here?”

              “The point is that it’s our little juicy getaway.”

              Pam smiled.  “Of course.”  She rubbed Jess.  “Now let me juice you and help you stay my blueberry.”

              “Stay?”

              Pam squeezed Jess’s massive blue ass. “Yes.  You don’t think I am going to let you turn back to normal, do you?”  She giggled as blueberry juice shot out of her wife’s nipples.  “I want you to have fun, not to become mobile again.”  She licked Jess’s blue neck.  “Where would the fun in that be?”

              “Oh god.  Oh fuck.  Oh fuck.”

              Pam climbed onto her wife’s body.  “Oh yeah.  You know you like it.”  She rubbed her body against Jess.  “Is this the way you wanted me to juice you?”

              “This is so dirty.  I love it.  I love it so much.”  Jess’s juices bubbled, her pussy becoming wet with blueberry juice.  “Oh god.”

              “My, it doesn’t take much to get you going.”  Pam kissed Jess, feeling her body swell under her.  “I almost don’t even think I can get that juice out of you.”

              Jess moaned, her body bubbling in delight at the thought.  She was slowly becoming bigger and bigger by the second, Pam slowly undressing herself on her big naked blueberry body.  “I. . . am just your big helpless blueberry.  You will have to keep me this way, won’t you?”

              Pam grabbed Jess’s right breast and squeezed.  “Why yes, I will.  I mean, you will be able to make me a lot of juice.”  Jess moaned.  “And I do love your big round frame.”  She kicked Jess in the belly with her now naked foot.  “You just jiggle so wonderfully.”  Pam kissed her wife while twisting her nipples, blueberry juice running down her hands.  “I could be drowned in your juices.”

              “Ohh fuckkkkk!”

              “Attention passengers.  We will be coming into land soon.  Please put on your seatbelts.”

              Pam pushed herself up.  “That was. . . fast?”  She wiped the blueberry juice off her body and looked at the clock.  “Wow, time goes by fast when you are. . . having fun.”  She arched an eyebrow.  “In fact, I don’t want it to end.”  She got off Jess and walked towards the front of the plane.  “I think I am going to encourage the piolets to keep us up here for a little while longer.”  She winked at Jess.  “Because this is just so sexy, and I want my blueberry to grow even bigger before I have to roll you out of here.”

              “Oh god.”

              “Be right back.”

              As Pam walked away, Jess could only smile.  “I am the luckiest blueberry in the world.”