The Perfect Gift

The Perfect Gift.

Jessica planted her head against the window. “Oh my god, please be open.” She shivered as snow fell off the roof, landing on her head. Shaking it free, she dashed for the door.

She had to get something for her husband before Christmas, something he would just adore. The problem was he was impossible to shop for. What would you get someone who was just obsessed with blueberries? Another year of a boring old blueberry pie just wasn’t going to cut it.

She slammed the door open, snow falling onto the floor as she strutted into the store. “I am here to find a gift for my loving husband.”

The man behind the counter stood up. “I am sorry, but we don’t sell anything here.” He narrowed his blue eyes at Jessica, his eyebrow arching as snow fell from her hat and onto the floor. “Now I will ask if you clean up your mess and leave miss.”

“But all of these wonderful blueberry statures.” She looked around the small room.

“Oh, and this. It looks like a fountain of blueberry juice.”

He tugged at his jacket. “Ma’am, we have a very selective clientele. I don’t think you would want anything to do with our products.”

She rushed across the room and grabbed his suit. “Please. My husband loves blueberries, and I want to give him the perfect gift.” He shoved her to the floor. “You have no idea how hard it is to shop for him. I am begging you.” She looked at his name tag. “Please, Nester. It’s Christmas.”

“I am warning you. This isn’t something that you want to get for your husband.”

She stood up. “There isn’t any other gift out there that would suit my husband other than the blueberry products here.”

Nester rubbed his fingers against his brow. “Ugh. You aren’t going away until I relent, are you?” She nodded her head. “Fine. Fine!” He turned around. “But I want you to understand something. You are fully volunteering for this of your own free will.” He looked back at her. “Correct?”

“Sure. As long as my husband will be happy with the blueberry present, I give him this year.”

“Right. Then, right this way and, we can get everything set up. We will make your holidays the most juicy thing you have ever had in your life.”

She clasped her hands together. “Oh, perfect. James is just going to adore it.”

Nester sighed and lowered his voice. “I hope he loves blueberries as much as you say he does, as he is about to get a very juicy one.”

Nester led Jessica into the back room. “Wait, the floor is covered with blueberry juice.

What do you do back here?”

“Oh.” He shrugged his shoulders. “This is where we make our wonderful creations.” He laughed. “And we are going to make a custom-made blueberry for you, my dear.”

“Oh.” She giggled. “How nice of you. Umm. . .” She pulled her wallet out of her purse. “How much do you want for it?”

Nester laughed as he turned around. “Oh, don’t worry. We will get that settled in a bit.” He patted her on the shoulder. “For now, just relax. I will be right back. I have to go take care of one thing in the other room. Just wait a second.” He backed away. “Don’t you move now. You don’t want to ruin the surprise now, do you?”

“Of course not. I can’t wait to see what you plan on making for me and James.”

She hummed away as Nester exited the room. “With all of those wonderful blueberry products out there, I can’t wait to see what he has in store. Maybe it’s one of those blueberry fountains. Or maybe—”

She looked up as a blue mist began to fill the room. “Wait. What is going on?” Jessica took a step back. “Hello? Nester?” She held her hand over her mouth.

“What are you doing?” She turned around and tried to dash for the door but slipped in the blueberry juice instead. “Ahhh.” Jessica rubbed her head as she landed on the ground, blueberry juice covering her skin. “Just what is going on around here?” She took a deep breath as the mist filled the air. “Ugh, why the hell does it smell like blueberries?”

She stood up and hugged herself as she walked towards the door. “This is getting weird. I think I will leave my contact info and head out.” She gasped as she realized the door was locked tight. “Huh? What is going on! Hey!” Jessica wrapped her hands around the door handle. “This isn’t funny.”

She twisted around, taking deep breaths. “Ugh, why do I feel so funny?”

Jessica rubbed her forehead. “Just what is in this stuff?”  She moaned and rubbed her breasts.

“My boobs are starting to get tingly.” She slumped down against the wall. “Just what is the purpose of this room anyway?” She flicked some of the blueberry juice with her fingers. “And why is there so much juice around here?”

Jessica moaned as she held her hand over her chest. “God. I feel so hot.” She unzipped her winter jacket. “Can you all just. . .” Jessica wiped the sweat from her forehead, not realizing that her skin was turning blue. “Can you turn the temperature down? I am burning up. Oh god. Oh fuck.” She squeezed her legs. “When I get home, I am going to have to take a long bath.” She shook her blue head. “To get all of this blueberry juice out of my skin. Ohhh fuck.”

Gurrgle. Blort.

Jessica blinked her eyes. “What was that?” She looked down. “What was that strange sensation?”  Gurrrrrggglee.  Jessica jumped to her feet. “That came from inside of me! What in the world?” She moaned. “Oh god. What. . .” She rubbed her belly, feeling it press tightly against her juice-soaked shirt. “I. . . feel so full. . .” Her clothing suddenly turned an even darker shade of blue as her belly slowly expanded outward. “Oh god. I. . . I. . .”

Blomp.  Jessica fell forward as her ass swelled a good three inches. “Ahhh.” She took deep breaths as she pushed herself up, feeling her ass jiggle about. “Oh god. I feel soo. . .” She moaned as her ass swelled again. “Juicy.” She took a deep breath as she forced herself to her knees. “But that isn’t possible.” She rubbed her round belly. “I. . . I shouldn’t be swelling up like this. It doesn’t make any sense.”

Nester’s voice suddenly filled the room. “I am sorry for the bit of deception, my dear, but I don’t think you would have gone along with this if we hadn’t told you. You see, we deal with blueberry ladies around here.”

Jessica blinked her eyes as she stood up. “Blueberry ladies?” She tried to pull her shirt down over her expanding belly.

“Yes. You are ripening up into a new healthy blueberry. We will ship you to your husband as a gift for the holidays. Our only fee is we get to use some of your juices before you go.”

“What!” She slammed her foot down. “You should have told me before all this.”

“We are deeply sorry. We didn’t mean to—”

Her cheeks turned bright purple. “I would have signed up without a second thought.”

She twisted around. “I would do anything for James, even becoming a big, sexy blueberry. Oh, this is wonderful.” Blueberry juice dripped from her pussy. “I just can’t wait for all of this juice to fill me up.”

“Umm, our volunteers are usually a bit more freaked out.”

She raised a blue finger up into the air. “Well, I am not the usual berry girl now, am I?” She sighed. “So, umm, is there any way I can make this go quicker?” She put her hands on her slowly expanding hips. “This is nice and all but. . .” She sighed. “This is slow.”

“Ma’am, just enjoy the process.”

“I know. I know.” Jessica giggled as her belly slipped free once more of her shirt. “But I want to be a lovely big and ripe blueberry for James. So could you. . .”

“You are swelling up fast as you can, lady! And faster and you might not reach your full potential, or serious damage could happen to your body. Calm down. Besides, don’t you want to enjoy a nice slow ride? Ugh, I swear.”

Jessica crossed her arms as her boobs went up a cup size. “I just wanted a little more juice in my system. What a grumpy guss.” She moaned. “Oh yes.”  Bloop.  “Such a nice place for the blueberry juice to go.” Her nipples hardened as her breasts swelled again, staining the top of her shirt dark purple. “Oh, James is going to love his blueberry present. I can’t wait for him to see me.” She slapped her ass. “To tear into me.”  Glrop. “To sink his teeth into my big juicy ass.”

Gurrggggle.  “Oh my.” Her clothing started to become tight. “Maybe I should have tried to undress myself earlier.” Jessica giggled as the rate at which her body inflated seemed to accelerate. “Oh my god.” She moaned as her hips thrust outward, becoming squishy like a blue marshmallow. “Ugh fuck!” Juice squirted out of her pussy. “So, fucking full.”  Shrrippp.  “Hello? Are you still there, Nester?”

“What is it?”

She moaned as her expanding butt ripped her pants some more. “Can you spare me some money for a new change of clothing when this is all done?” She squeezed her hips as more juice surged through her system. “Oh fuck. . .” Jessica widened her stance. “Soo goood.”

“I am sorry, but we can’t do that.”

Shrrippp.  Jessica’s breaths ripped through her bra, bouncing against her squishy chest. “I don’t. . . care.” She wobbled back and forth. “Why would a blueberry even care about such things.” Her bra popped off next, shooting off her body and landing in a puddle of juice. “Ohh god, yes.” Dark purple juice dripped from her nipples. “Oh, James, I can’t wait for your. . .” Her pants shredded apart as her ass ballooned outward. “I need you to squeeze my wonderful blueberry body.” Blort.

With a thunderous thud, Jessica fell onto her belly, her legs no longer able to sustain her massive, juicy weight. She rolled forward before bouncing against her enormous breasts. “Ohh fuck!” Glrop.  Her boobs swelled, pushing her back onto her butt. “This is the best day of my life!”

The door opened, and Nester walked into the room. “Well, it is going to get better.”

He rubbed her body. “Wow, you are still ripening. I guess enjoying the process does wonders on the body.”

“Oh, James, I can’t wait to see you.”

Nester crossed his arms. “Well, we need to wait until you reach your full potential.” He rubbed his fingers together. “Then we just need to extract a small juice sample for our clients. It is standard procedure.”

“You are going to juice me?”

“Just a little.” He laughed. “Don’t worry we will save most if the juicing for your lovely man. You won’t even notice my dear.” He slapped her on her side. “Besides, you agreed to this, so you should pay up.” He laughed. “A blueberry paying up. What an absurd thing.”

Jessica narrowed her eyes before rolling right on top of the man. “I am not going to give up a drop of my juice to you!” More attendees rushed into the room. “Do you hear me. . .” She moaned as she felt him squish between her breasts. “Oh god, you do feel wonderful down there, though. Oh, soo wonderful. Now if you don’t want to get. . . fucking trapped under a ripening blueberry, you will package me up and send me to my husband. Do you understand?”

Nester squirmed between her massive blue breasts, her nipples holding him in place. “But we can’t send you anywhere until you stop growing. You might outgrow our package.”

“But I want to see my husband.” She shivered as a sudden juice surge rocked her body, slamming Nester against the ground. “He needs his juicy wife. I need him.” She moaned. “I. . . James. . .”

“Okay. Okay. I will do it. Even if we have to roll you there ourselves. Just get me out from under here.”

Jessica giggled as she felt a familiar poke against her blue skin. “Okay, but only after you tell me how much you enjoy it.”

“What?” His face turned bright red. “I don’t like it down here.”

“Then why do I feel your hot cock against my blue skin?”

“Okay! I enjoy having your massive blueberry body and your lovely juicy breasts pressed against my body.” He moaned a little as she swelled. “Is that what you want to hear? Just let me up.”

“Okay.” She relaxed her body, allowing the little man to squirm out from under her. “Now get me packaged up and ready to go. I want to see my lovely James already.”

***

James rubbed his forehead as he heard a furious knocking at his door. “Ugh, who the hell would be at my door at this time of night.” He grabbed his blanket. “I am going to give these people a piece of my mind.”

He made his way through the darkened halls of his house. “And it isn’t like Jessica ever came home. Where is she anyway? I swear this is turning out to be—”

His eyes widened as he opened the door. “What the hell?” He took a step back as the massive blueberry lady rolled into his house. “What is this?”

“Happy Christmas, James!”

“Jessica?”

“Of course, silly.” She giggled as she bounced against the wall, blueberry juice oozing out of her pussy. “I am so happy to see you. Do you like your blueberry gift this year?”

He looked at her, his pulse racing. “You look amazing, dear.” He rubbed his hand tenderly against her massive round ass. “How did you. . .” He shook his head. “No. I just. . .”

James hugged his big berry wife. “This is just going to be the best holiday ever.”

“I know. Aren’t you happy you have a blueberry for Christmas?”

He laughed as he dropped his boxers to the floor. “And what a naughty blueberry she is. Making me wait for her all night.” Jessica giggled. “I guess I will have to discipline her.” He slapped her giant ass. “Maybe even juice her.”

“Noo. Anything but that.”

He squeezed her ass. “But you have been so naughty. Hmm maybe. Just maybe.”

James pressed his cock against her. “There might be another way, my dear blueberry.”

“Anything to avoid losing my precious juice.”

James rolled her into the bedroom. “Then I guess I will have to teach my blubbery how to behave another way.” He giggled as he slid his dick into her pussy. “I hope my blueberry listens.”

Jessica moaned as she felt his hands grip her juicy ass. “Oh, I am listening. Oh fuck.”

His hot rod of love thrust in and out of her body. James could feel her body heating and bubbling up to his touch, the juices inside of her going wild as he worked. “Hmm, you sure seem excited.” He rubbed her body. “Is my blueberry enjoying herself.” He laughed as he felt her swell a little.

“Ohh, James.”

“Well, I guess I will have to give her a reward.” He moaned, feeling the apex of his love at hand. “Ohh, I hope you are ready, my love.” With a glorious thrust, he let himself go, shooting his love into his juicy wife. “Ohh fuck!”

“Ohhhh Jameesssss.” Her body bounced about, almost throwing him off her body. He held on for dear life, hugging her tight as their orgasms vibrated through the night. When it was done, James slid himself out of her body, crawling up to her face and hugging her tight. “Well, if I do say so, this is the best gift you have ever gotten me.”

She laughed. “I knew you would love it.” She kissed him. “Now you have to promise never to juice me.”

“But you can’t stay like this.”

“Can’t I?” She gave him a sexy smile.

“Okay. I guess taking care of a blueberry is something I will have to get used to.”