Overflowing p2

Overflowing p2

Emma grunted as Beck pushed her towards the door. “What the hell. I just got here. Why are you trying to force me out the door.”

“You don’t understand. You need to get out of here. We need to get everyone out of here.” He slammed into her as he tried to get her through the doorway. “You don’t know what is happening!”

Emma elbowed him in the gut. “I know you are keeping me from my patients.” She snorted as she walked past him. “I was called in because there was some kind of crisis here at the hospital. If you are so scared, go take a vacation day.”

He reached out and grabbed her pant leg. “But. . . the blueberries.”

“What? You are hysterical.” She rolled her eyes as she shook herself free. “Now I have a job to do. Stop trying to get in my way already.”

“But. . .” He sighed as he watched her go. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you when you swell into a giant blueberry.”

Emma rolled her eyes as she put her hands into her pockets. “I am going to have to talk to someone about him. If he is going to go around acting that way, he is going to turn his hospital into a scare ward. I mean, we have kids that come here, for god’s sake. They can’t. . .” She blinked her blue eyes as she turned the corner. “Hey, where is everyone? I should have seen someone by now.” Emma looked down at the floor, noticing sticky blue liquid trailing towards the east wing. “That is strange.”

She knelt down and ran her finger in the liquid. “Hmm, this isn’t any type of medical liquid I know of. Maybe some of the kitchen staff had an accident.” She sniffed her finger. “Most likely. This reeks of blueberries.” Emma stood up and wiped the juice on her coat, staining it blue. “I am guessing that is why Beck was freaking out over blueberries.” She laughed. “He always did scare easily.”

Emma turned a corner and gasped. “Oh my god! Are you ok?” She scratched at the side of her chin, unable to believe what was in front of her. “How are you even. . .”

The blue-skinned woman strutted towards her, blue liquid dripping from her nipples. “Oh, I am alright, darling. Perfectly juicy.”

Emma shook her head. “How can you be alright. You are all blue and. . .” The woman put her finger to Emma’s lips.

“Oh, come on now.” She kissed Emma, her tongue swimming in Emma’s mouth and blueberries filling Emma’s senses. The woman then pulled away and smiled. “This isn’t so bad. And soon you will enjoy it too.” She giggled.

Emma pushed away. “What the hell is wrong with you?” She narrowed her eyes. “Noel?

Is that you?”

“In the juice. Oh, darling, you are going to love being a blueberry.” She turned around. “Now I have more juicy ladies to find, more blueberries to juice.” She moaned. “I have such a long day ahead of me. Unless you want to. . . juice me, baby.”

“What? No. What is wrong with you.” Emma rubbed her forehead. “Look, we need to get you some help now.”

Noel giggled. “Aren’t you cute?” She grabbed Emma’s cheek, her gigantic blue boobs and belly pressing against her body. “You help me? You are the one that needs help, darling. And it is why I am here to free you.”

Emma snorted. “I don’t know what you are talking about. But maybe juicing you will be a good idea. I don’t think all of that blueberry juice inside of you is healthy.” She took a deep breath. “Besides, I think giving those big blue boobs of yours a healthy squeeze might be good for your system.” Emma blinked her eyes. “Ughh, that isn’t what I meant to say.”

Noel smiled. “But it is darling.”

Emma twisted Noel around, blueberry juice squirting out of her colleague’s nipples. “Let’s get you to a room so I can juice you. Then we can figure out how to reverse this.”

Noel squealed. “Yes. Let’s have some fun, juicing time, baby. You juice me, then I will juice you.”

Emma laughed. “Right, like I will need to be juiced. You are a bit crazy.” She pushed Noel down the hallway. “I am not the blueberry here.” She wiped the sweat from her forehead as she felt a strange heat bubble inside her. “Ughh, did the hospital forget to pay the heating bill or something?”

“That is, you starting to juice up, honey. Enjoy it.”

Emma forced Noel into a vacant room. “Stop talking like that.” She took a deep breath. “I am not going to be a blueberry. Now, let’s get this juice out of you, ok.” She looked around. “Ugh, I don’t see anything in here that can help me with the whole juicing process.” Emma tapped her chin. “I mean, how would I even go about this?”

“The fun way?”

“What does that mean?” Emma narrowed her eyes as her nose turned blue. “I swear the blueberry juice is affecting your mind.” She waved her hands. “Ok, ok. If I don’t have anything on hand, I can try squeezing the juice out. I will just have to go slow.” She moaned. “Because squeezing out the juice from her nipples will be so much fun.” Emma blinked her eyes. “What the hell did I just say?”

Noel smirked. “You let out what is bubbling up inside of you.” She squeezed her right breast as she lay down on the gurney. “Now, doc, why don’t you juice me. I am waiting.”

Emma pulled at the collar of her jacket as her face slowly turned blue.  “This is insane. I know I should be getting that blueberry juice out of her, but a part of me feels like this is wrong. I mean, look at her, she is a very. . . provocative pose. But why do I have a part of me that is enjoying this? What is going on?”  She scratched at her head.  “I must be going crazy. Why am I so hot? Why do I feel so bubbly?”

She shook her head. “Ok, well, let’s get to this juicing.” She slid on top of Noel, feeling the heat rise from her blue body. “You are very warm. Warmer than you should be.” Emma pressed down on her blue belly, causing juice to rush to Noel’s boobs. “Ok, I think I get it.” She smiled as Noel moaned. “And at least you are enjoying it, so I know I am doing something right.” She giggled. “Now I get to move my hands up here.” Emma wrapped her fingers around Noel’s breasts. “Oh my, very warm and tender. Someone needs to be juiced.” She didn’t notice as her hands turned bright blue. “So, let’s take care of that.” She squeezed Nowel’s boobs, causing juice to pour out of Noel’s boobs. “There, I think that is a good start, but there is just so much juice left to go. You are such a big blueberry.”

Gurrrgle.  Emma blinked her eyes. “What was that?” She looked down, finally realizing that her body had turned blue. “I feel very tight.” She scratched at her sides. “How can that be? My outfit is as loose as it can be.”

Noel giggled. “You are starting to swell up, honey.” She pulled Emma in close. “It is about time. I am happy there is yet another blueberry. We need all we can get.”

“What? I can’t. . .” Emma took a deep breath. “Ughhh.” She shook her head as her breasts began to expand. “No, this isn’t possible. What did you do to me? Answer me?”

“I just helped the real you come out. But just because you are swelling up doesn’t mean you should slow down on the juicing, hunny.” Noel moaned. “I am ready here, so don’t you slow down now.”

“But I. . .” Emma gulped as her pants tightened onto her body. “But who is going to juice me? You squirted me with blueberry juice, so I am going to fill up like you.” She took a deep breath. “I can just imagine how my curves will look now. Oh man, I wonder what it will be like when I have someone squeezing my big sensitive. . .” She blinked her eyes. “Where did that come from?”

“It is your inner blueberry honey.” Noel licked her lips. “Now, why don’t you juice me, baby, and I might juice you after.” Her body expanded, her belly bubbling. “Hurry as I am swelling up again. I need you, my berry girl. Ohh.”

Emma gulped.  “This is crazy. She turns me into a wonderful swelling blueberry, and she has the audacity to ask me to juice her.”  She rubbed back and forth on Noel’s boobs, forcing more juice out of the gigantic blue lady’s body.  “Though this does feel kind of nice. I do have to say that.”  She moaned as her hips stretched outward.  “God, I am filling up with juice fast. My boobs are really getting heavy.”  Noel moaned under her.  “In fact, my swelling mass might be helping juice Noel.”  Emma giggled.  “My blueberry self is good for something.”

Her blue boobs ripped open her lab coat. “Oh fuck. This is getting intense.” She knelt forward, her blue nipples pressing against Noel. “I need to focus.” She blinked her eyes, examining all of the juice on the floor. “How is this possible? There are gallons upon gallons of juice on the ground, and you are still the same size, if not bigger than when I saw you.” Emma moaned as her breasts squished against Noel’s. “Oh fuck. I. . .” Her round belly rubbed against Noel’s. “Fuck. . .” Her pants ripped apart. “This is too juicy.” Blueberry juice began to leak from Emma’s nipples, the pressure too much for her to handle. “I need. . . I need some. . .”

Noel grabbed onto Emma’s folds. “No. Let it out, honey. Let out your blueberry lust.”

Sweat beat down Emma's neck, dripping onto Noel. “Fuck. . .” She licked her lips, lust, and juice bubbling up inside of her. “I. . . I. . .” She closed her eyes.  “I can’t fight it any longer.”  Her body shuddered as the juices inside of her boiled.  “I need to. . . I need. . .”

Emma cried out, “I need to be juiced!”

Noel smiled. “Finally.” She reached up, squeezing Emma’s breasts, causing blueberry juice to squirt everyone. “You ask, and I oblige.”

Giving into her desires, Emma began to lick Noel’s neck, causing the other blueberry lady to moan. “Oh my.”

“That is so very nice.” Noel pushed Emma up. “But I do have a mission for you.”

“What?” Emma sat up. “What I was just. . .” She crossed her arms against her big, squishy breasts. “We were just starting to have fun.”

Noel giggled. “Yes, but it is time to spread that fun to the rest of the people.” She grabbed Emma’s cheek. “This blueberry virus has to spread. All must be happy and juicy.” She rolled Emma off her body. “So, before you swell into a big round blueberry, give all you can the blueberry love inside you as possible.”

Emma giggled. “I will.” She forced herself to her feet. “I will.”