Fruity Sunscreen

Fruity Sunscreen.

             Cassie bounced about in her sandals. “I can’t believe we are here after all this time.” 

She turned and looked at Betty. “We are at Great Bear Dunes. Can you believe it?”

             “We are here just to soak in the sun. It’s still too early to go swimming, but we can get a nice tan. Maybe dip our toes into the lake if we feel a bit frisky.”

             Cassie spun around. “But come on. We have the place to ourselves as the big beach crowds won’t come for another few months.”

             “You mean we came to my aunt’s private beach?”

             Cassie giggled. “Umm, yes. That too.”

             Betty walked past her. “You are lucky my aunt has a place up here. She is out on a book tour, so she is letting us stay for the weekend.” Betty smiled at Cassie. “So, I thought we could have some fun.”

             “Even if we can’t go swimming.”

             “Oh, come on. My aunt has a hot tub by her cabin.”

             “A. . . hot tub.” Cassie raced down the beach. “What are you waiting for, slowpoke. Come on!”

             “Wait!” Cassie turned her head, sand flying in the air. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”

             Cassie shrugged. “I don’t know.” She held her hand in front of her and started counting on her fingers. “Let’s see. We have sunbathing. Running along the beach. Going into the lake if we want to be adventurous. Your aunt’s hot tub.”

             “Nooo!” Betty crossed her arms. “You need sunscreen, silly. You said you would wait until we got here to put it on.”

             “Ohh.” Cassie blushed. “Do I really have to?” Betty nodded her head. “Ugh, fine.”

             Betty walked over. “You say it like it’s a punishment.” She dropped the bag of beach supplies next to them. “Besides, I think you are really going to enjoy the sunscreen I got for you today.”

             “Right, like I am going to enjoy you applying sunscreen to my skin. You know how silly you sound?” Cassie made a crazy look with her face. “Enjoy you putting sunscreen on me? Sure, it feels nice when you rub it into my skin, but other than that, it just gets in the way of us having fun.”

             “You don’t want to get a nasty burn, do you? Or worse, melanoma?”

             Cassie crossed her arms as she sat down in the sand. “Nooooo.”

             “Good.” She pulled out the sunscreen. “Now, I hope you enjoy the smell of blueberries.”

             “Blueberries?”

             “Yup. It is a very special brand.” Betty squirted the sunscreen into her hands. “It is supposed to help protect your skin from the sun and rejuvenate you.” She giggled. “Along with. . . other benefits.”

             Cassie shivered as Betty’s hands pressed against her back. “What kinds of benefits? Ohhhh, that feels kind of good.”

             “Oh, you will see.” Betty rubbed her hands up and down Cassie’s back. “Just enjoy.” The sunscreen slowly absorbed into Cassie’s skin. “You are looking cuter already.”

             “Cuter? Just from some sunscreen?”

             The blue cream seemed to spread across Cassie’s back with a will of its own. As Betty leaned back, Cassie’s back began to turn blue, even parts that Betty hadn’t touched. “Why yes. 

You are turning a very healthy shade of blue.”

             “Very funny. I am sure it’s just the cream pressing against my skin. Now, get back to the back rub. It was very nice.”

             “If you insist,” Betty rubbed Cassie’s back, no longer using the cream as it was already doing its work inside Cassie’s body. “Feeling good, honey?”

             “Ya, but I. . .” Cassie rubbed her head. “I am starting to feel a tad warm.”

             “I could just be the sun warming your sexy body.”

             “No, it’s not that. My nipples feel hard for some odd reason.”

             “Oh?”

             “And I. . .” Cassie’s eyes widened as she noticed her blue hands. “What in the world?”

             “Surprise.” Betty giggled. “I told you that you would like my special sunscreen.”

             Cassie twisted around, her blue eyes staring at Betty in surprise. “What? 

What did you do to me?”

             “I am just bringing out the fruity side in you, my dear?” Betty giggled. “Is there anything wrong?” She smiled as she looked down at Betty’s hips. “Ahh, it looks like you are starting to ripen. The sun is doing its job, after all.”

             Cassie moaned as she felt a pressure build inside of her, the warmth she felt inside her body increasing by the second. As she looked down at her hips, she gasped. “Oh my god.” Her hands reached down and rubbed her swollen ass. “It is so big and curvy.”

             Betty reached forward and rubbed her butt. “Yes. And so lovable.”

             Cassie blushed. “You. . . you like this?” She moaned a little as her butt pressed against her swimsuit.

             “Of course. I always wanted a blueberry of my own.” Betty liked her lips. “You will be my blueberry, won’t you?”

             Guggggle. Cassie’s juices bubbled in anticipation of what was to come. “I will ripen up however you want me to.” She giggled. “I guess I just wish you had told me before.”

             Betty laughed. “But then it would have ruined the surprise.” Betty gripped Cassie’s shoulders and breathed on her neck. “And I would have missed out on your utter look of surprise as you noticed your hands turning blue.” She giggled. “It was priceless.”

             Cassie rubbed her belly as it swelled a little. “Yes, it was. But I do wonder. Do you want the sunscreen yourself? Or will I be the only blueberry on the beach today?”

             Betty arched an eyebrow. “You are my blueberry dear.” She ran her finger from Cassie’s shoulder to her expanding belly. “Why should I turn blue and swell when I can just enjoy you?” She kissed Cassie on the cheek. “When you are so cute.”

             “So, you don’t want to ripen with me? I don’t know if I can accept that.”

             “My blueberry doesn’t have a say in the matter.” Betty giggled. “Sorry.”

             Cassie suddenly thrust herself onto Betty, her big round belly and hips pressing down onto her friend. “I am sure I can find a way.”

             Betty moaned as Cassie’s blueberry sweat dripped down onto her. “Oh, but how will you apply the sunscreen when you are getting bigger by the second? I am sure it’s taking all of your juicy strength just to hold yourself up right now.” She giggled. “I am surely going to be at your mercy.”

             Cassie’s arms struggled to hold her up as her chest filled with juice. “Don’t worry; I don’t think I have to use that terrific berry sunscreen on you,” she moaned as her arms plumped out with juice. “But I think there is another way you can join me in the lovable land of juiciness.” Cassie lowered her head and kissed Betty, her tongue swimming inside her friend’s mouth.

             “Mhhhm. . .” Betty moaned. “You. . . taste wonderful.” She shook her head. “I. . .” 

She slid out from under Cassie just as Cassie’s arms gave out. “Oh my.” She giggled. “Did my blueberry fall down?”

             Cassie shook her head as her boobs began to expand, pushing her up again. “I am fine. 

Just ripening up.”

             “Let me help you.” Cassie moaned as her breasts pressed tightly against her swimsuit. 

“That was sweet of you, but you know it’s going to take a lot more than that to turn me into a lovely berry.” Betty giggled. “Besides, if I did, who would take care of you?” Betty helped Cassie into a sitting position as she squeezed Cassie’s ass. “You do want someone to. . .” She suddenly squeezed Betty’s growing tits. “To give you a lot of love and attention, right?”

             Cassie moaned as blueberry juice squirted out of her rock-hard nipples. “Yes, I do.” 

Her swimsuit now pressed tightly against her blue body. “Ugh, I feel so full.” She looked down at her ass as it expanded against the sand. “The juice keeps filling me up.”

             “Well, you are going to get quite big, my dear.” Betty’s hands drift across Cassie, swelling back as she sits in Cassie’s lap. “Oh my, your legs are getting quite squishy and big.” Cassie blushes. “And your juicy love hole.” Betty rips apart the lower part of Cassie’s swimsuit. “Why, that looks so lovely. You really are ripening up real good.” Her right index finger playfully danced around the outside of Cassie’s pussy. “Maybe if you swell up nice and big, I will. . . let you have a juicy reward.”

             Cassie moaned. “I will ripen up as big as you want me to.”

             “Good girl.” Betty kissed Cassie on the cheek. “Then I want you to swell up like a good blueberry, nice and round. Big enough that I can sit on lie down on you like a big ole bed.” 

She giggled. “Think you can do that?”

             Guggggle. “I can try.” Her boobs suddenly swelled, growing over a cup size and pressing into Betty. Her legs slowly merged with her body as Betty rubbed her side. “Ohhh. . .”

             “That is right. Just let it all go. Keep swelling for me, darling. Bigger and bigger.” Betty hugged Cassie, pressing her body against Cassie’s juicy skin.

             “But my clothes are sooo tight. . .”

             “Hmm, maybe I can help a little.” Betty reached around and undid the latch on Cassie’s swimsuit, causing it to fly across the beach. No longer bound by her skimpy clothing, her boobs knocked Betty into the sand, her chest now looking like an overstuffed bean bag chair.

             “Oh my. That little garment was really holding you back.” She giggles as the lower half of Cassie’s swimsuit snaps apart, her big round ass bouncing about on the sand as her thick thighs wobble about. Cassie can feel her tiny legs beneath her, but they are shrinking inside her by the second. “You really are doing what I want”” she walks up to Cassie. “So, I will be able to lie on top of you,” she moans as she hugs her blueberry friend.

             “I am juicing up for you.”

             “I know. I know.” Betty rubbed Cassie's body, massaging her big, sensitive nipples. “You are doing a great job.” She giggles as blueberry juice drips from her friend's nipples. “Having a hard time holding it in?”

             “I am just. . . a tad sensitive.”

             Betty squeezes Cassie's breasts. “Oh, are you?”

             “Ohhhhhh!”

             Betty giggles as she climbs onto Cassie's body, her friend now big enough to hold Betty. “Well, I guess I should give you some love.” Betty rubs Cassie’s breasts around the nipples, causing her to moan. “After all, I have to take care of my lovely blueberry.” She reaches down and sucks at Cassie's right nipple. “It is only fair for letting me lie up here.”

             “Ohhhh. . . . it’s only fair.”

             Betty sat up, her face blue and dripping with blueberry juice. “I do feel a bit. . . juicy.” She blinked her eyes. “You know what?” She lowered her body and rubbed Cassie’s body with her own. “Maybe swelling into a blueberry won’t be so bad after all.” She giggled.

             “Oh, you say this now?”

             Betty shrugged her arms. “What can I say? I wanted you to be my blueberry before I juiced up myself.” She giggled. “But now we can be blueberries together. Forever.”