Investigating the Virus

Investigating the Virus.

“Remember. No matter what, do not take your suit off.” Norman secured the helmet around Lora’s head. “We don’t know how this infection spreads, so you need to stay in a sterile environment.”

Lora sighed. “I know. We have been over this a dozen times.”

He slapped his hands against her helmet. “Well, we will go over it again. We don’t need you to become one of those. . . blueberry freaks while gathering the data. This virus is spreading fast. We just had to increase the quarantine zone again. We need you to go in there and get a sample we can study without contracting the virus.”

“I know. I will be fine.” She sighed. “Don’t worry.”

“Remember, we don’t know anything about what is happening in there. No one we sent in has reported back. This is a crisis situation.”

“You are making this worse than it is. We have only sent drones in. And they all have been smushed by things we can’t see.” She snorted. “All we get a glimpse of are giant blue balls.”

“That being said, you should be careful. We don’t need to lose you.” He twisted Lora around. “Now get in there. We are counting on your data.”

Lora grabbed her tools. “Don’t worry so much.” She sighed. “Nothing is going to happen to me.” She ducked under the yellow tape, took a deep breath, and made her way into the city.

The isolation soon set in. Lora looked back and forth, expecting someone or something to jump out at her, but nothing did. It had been three long months since the outbreak. The news said it was some kind of living blueberry virus. Lora wasn’t so sure. She hadn’t seen it for herself, nor had her team. All they had to go by was the news reports after the outbreak happened. Apparently, it had ripped through a hospital in the center of the quarantine zone. The people they had managed to get out said they had seen giant blue women.

Lora turned a corner and gasped. Strange blue liquid coated the ground. “What is this?” She set her toolbox on the ground and ran her gloved finger through the gunk. Her suit prevented her from smelling anything, but she could easily tell just how sticky and goopy it was as it stuck to her glove. “Ewww.” She turned to her toolbox, opening it to reveal multiple tubes, swaps, and other useful items to retrieve the samples she was after. She pulled out a swap and dub it deep into the blue gunk.

“Ughh. Well, hopefully, they can figure out just what this is. Huh?” She saw something move in the shadows. “Hello?” She dropped the samples into one of the tubes. “Is anyone there.” Lora stood up. “I am with the virus containment unit. I am here to help.”

A woman who was utterly butt naked and blue stepped out from the shadows. “What are you doing? Who are you?”

Lora dropped the vial in her hands. Thankfully, it bounced on the ground, the blue gunk sticking to the interior of the glass. “Huh? How. . .”

The woman arched an eyebrow. “Are you going to answer the question? Or are you just going to play with some random berry juice?” The woman giggled. “Who knows where that juice has been or what it was involved in. I wouldn’t play around with it if I were you.”

“What?” Lora looked down at her subject sample. “What are you talking about?”

The woman walked up to her. “Are you. . .” She laughed. “Well, you would have to be ignorant, wouldn’t you.” She tapped the woman on her protective helmet. “Look at you. You are as pale as a ghost. No juice running through your system.”

Lora stood up. “Just hold on a moment. Will you stay still and stop talking. I need a sample.”

“Sample?” The strange woman arched an eyebrow. “Why? What is it for?”

“I am part of a team trying to investigate the virus spreading through this city. So, if you can help us by giving us a sample. . .”

“Ohhhhh.” The woman giggled. “I didn’t know me turning into a blueberry was a virus.” The woman giggled. “Ahh, well, the more you know.” She wrapped her arm around Lora. “But I guess, anyway, I can help. But before that, we do have other things we need to discuss. Like dropping the whole “virus” talk. It just sounds mean.”

“But this is a highly contagious—”

The blueberry lady put her finger approximately where Lora’s lips were on the helmet. “Now, now. I don’t remember getting sick when I turned into a blueberry. Do you have a pen and paper as I want you to write all this down?” She crossed her arms. “I. . .” The woman snorted. “I said write this down! We blueberry folk have a reputation to uphold. Or I guess make!”

Lora sighed and reached into her box, pulling out a notepad. “Better?”

“Good. So, life hasn’t been better since I turned into a blueberry. The sun feeds me. I do swell from time to time, but just having my fellow blueberry girls juice me is so. . . wonderful.” She giggled. “You can’t imagine how good being juiced feels. Ohhh fuck.”

“This isn’t really the info we are looking for.”

The woman grabbed Lora by the helmet and shook her. “Well, it is the info you should bring back. It is the info the public deserves to know. That. . . they all deserve to be wonderful blueberries like us!” The woman’s eyes suddenly glowed bright blue. “That they all need to feel the juice flow their veins.” She moaned. “Ohhh, you look so lovely in there. I wonder what you would. . . ohhh. . .”

Lora took a step back. “Are you alright?”

“Just. . . juicy.” She giggled.

“Umm, how long have you been a blueberry?”

The woman giggled. “Only a few days. But. . . it has been getting better by the day.” She ran her hands through her long blue hair. “I was. . .” She moaned. “Scared at first. But. . .” She licked her lips. “Do you really have to be locked up inside of there? You. . . could enjoy the juicy side of life.” Lora noticed that the woman’s hips were expanding. “You could help me. . . control my juices. Ohhhh. . .” Her eyes flashed again.

“I think I heard enough.” Lora turned around, setting her notebook in her toolbox. “I am just going to get a blood sample and. . .” She cried out as the strange woman grabbed her ass. “Ahhhh!”

“Why do you hide in that suit?” The blueberry lady wrapped her arms around Lora, her belly swelling into Lora’s backside. “I won’t bite. I promise.”

“Just let go. . .” Lora struggled to grab the syringe. “I need a. . . blood sample.”

“You don’t need that. You just need juice. And I can. . . provide more than enough. You just need to juice me. It is a wonderful deal. You just can’t hide in that silly suit.” She began to pull at Lora’s protective coating. “Now come out and play.”

“Stop it.” The blueberry lady twisted Lora around, her swelling boobs smacking Lora on the chest. “This is serious. Get a hold of yourself!”

“I am just a silly blueberry. What is there to get a hold of.” Her eyes were now glowing blue. “This town is only meant for blueberries. So, you need to get out of that suit. And enjoy what life is meant to be like!”

“Get off me.” Lora was suddenly knocked to the ground, the strange woman jumping on top of her. “Ahhh!” The blueberry woman giggled as she slowly wormed Lora’s boots off. “You don’t know what you are doing. I am trying to help. I am trying to get a cure.”

“Cure?” The blue woman laughed. “We don’t want to be cured. We like this.” She slipped Lora’s right boot off. “Now, hold still.” She slipped the other boot off. “I am just trying to help open you up to the juicy possibilities of life.”

Lora moaned as she felt the other woman slowly become heavier on top of her, her curves expanding out almost as if the juice inside of her was. . . Lora shook her head. “No, that is absurd. She can’t be filling up right now with blueberry juice. That is scientifically impossible.” Lora gulped as she watched the woman’s ass expand, pressing down on her legs. “But it doesn’t make any sense. None of this makes any sense!”

“Now we are almost. . .” The blueberry woman smiled. “Here we are.” She tore through the protective coating, exposing Lora’s chest. “Now we just need this silly helmet off.”

“No. This has gone too far. You can’t. . .” The blue woman slid the helmet off, letting it bounce to the side. “Hey. No stop—”

The blueberry lady’s lips pressed against Lora’s, her tongue swimming inside Lora’s mouth. There was a brief moment of resistance before Lora moaned ecstasy and blueberry juice taking over. Was she happy? She was. She gripped the blue naked lady, feeling her hot breasts press against her as she felt her pussy become wet. She didn’t want this moment to end.

But eventually, the blue woman pulled herself away, smiling as she sat on top of Lora, her body still slowly swelling. “So, how do you feel?”

Lora moaned. “Like. . . like I am so. . . I. . .”

The other woman giggled. “I know it’s a lot to take in.” She bopped Lora on the nose. “But you will get used to it.”

“What do you mean?” Lora reached for her helmet. “I. . . I need to get that sample now.”

The berry woman laughed. “But you have to stay. Or I guess you could go back. And spread our gift with them.”

“Huh?” Lora felt a warmth spreading through her face. “What did you do?”

“Just open your mind.” The berry woman spread her arms out. “And started your journey so you can leave that icky humanity behind.”

“What?” She looked at her hand, noticing the blue coloration. “Oh god!?” She moaned.

“Ohhhh fuckkkk. . .”

“That is right.” The blueberry woman slowly rubbed her hands up and down Lora’s thighs. “Don’t you like that blueberry juice flowing inside of you?”

“It’s. . . so warm. . .”

“I know. It is a lovely presence that hugs you inside and out.” She giggled as she watched Laura moan. “But you know what is even better?”

“What?” Lora began to take deep breaths, sweat beating down her neck.

The other woman lowered herself, her body pressing against Lora as she whispered into her ear, “When the juice starts to fill your body, stretching you out. When you feel yourself becoming the blueberry that you really are.” She moaned. “Ohh. . . fuck!”

Lora’s eyes flashed blue. “I. . . I think I can feel it!” She took a deep breath. “I. . . I can stay like this?”

“Forever and ever.”

Lora’s belly suddenly pressed against the other woman, blueberry juice surging into her at the thought. “Ohh fuck!” Her shirt turned dark blue as blueberry juice squirted out of her nipples. “I. . . don’t think I can. . . contain it.”

“Don’t worry, honey. That is why we juice each other.” The other woman ripped off Lora’s shirt before wrapping her hands around Lora’s blue, ripe boobs. “Blueberries know that we keep filling up with juice.” Her eyes were bright blue. “And to combat this. . . we. . . juice. . . each other. . .” She licked her lips. “Like this.” She suddenly squeezed Lora’s boobs, blueberry juice oozing out of her nipples.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.” Lora moaned. “I. . . love it.” She looked up at the other woman. “Well then, you do look a bit. . . ripe yourself.” Her eyes flashed blue. “Let me help you.” She forced the other woman onto her back, feeling how squishy she was. “You feel sooo ripe.”

“I am. . . Why don’t you get to it.”

Lora did as she was told, pressing down on the woman’s breasts. Blueberry juice shot out from her nipples and into Lora’s face, but it only turned Lora on more. Blue love juice dripped from her nipples. She never felt more alive as she slowly juiced the other woman. The process was slow, but oh so pleasurable. She made sure to leave some. . . lovely juice in her breasts and ass. The lady had to keep a good figure, after all.

When it was over, she pushed Lora to the side, giggling. “Why, thank you.” She smiled. “So. Do you feel better?”

Lora nodded. “Yes. I don’t know why I was so worried before. This feels great.” She threw her arms out wide. “So, liberating! Fuck being human. Being a blueberry is. . . soooo. . .”

“I know.” The other woman helped Lora out of her pants. “Now, then, you were saying something about a silly cure?”

Lora tapped her hand on her chin. “I think? Hmm.” She looked down. “I know I was writing something before all this. Why? You aren’t going to cure me already?”

“No. We just. . . want to share this with the world. Anything you can do to help would be wonderful. We don’t care about the cure. Just anything you remember about where you were before that.” The other woman’s eyes glowed brightly. “Because I would love to sink my teeth into more lovely people. Feel my skin against theirs. Ohhh.”

Lora moaned. “So would I.” She looked down at what was once her supplies. “Hmm, maybe what I have here could help.”