Warm up, Swell up

Warm up, Swell up.

Jane shivered as she looked out the window. “This is insane. I have never seen the snow this bad.” She paced back and forth in an attempt to get her blood pumping. “If it keeps up, I won’t be able to meet up with Clark. God.”

She threw her hands up in frustration. “And the forecast said we would have a sunny albeit cold weekend. This is not what I had in mind.” The lights suddenly flicked. “Huh?”

She hugged herself. “No! Don’t you dare go out! I have enough problems on my plate! I can’t be alone in the darkness.” She sighed. “I can’t resort to my winter power outage warming technique. Then I absolutely know I won’t see Clark until after this storm passes.”

Jane snorted as she tugged at her long golden curls. “But what am I going to do? With the storm picking up, I am losing my window to drive across town. I. . .” She took a deep breath. “No! I am not missing out on a date night. I don’t care about some stupid one-in-a-lifetime storm. I am seeing him. I want to feel him in my arms.” She gulped as the lights flickered again. “But maybe it wouldn’t be a bad idea to bring the warming juice.”

She walked across the kitchen and opened a drawer next to the fridge. Buried beneath spoons and forks, she pulled free a tiny vial of blueberry-scented liquid. “I don’t exactly want to use this, but if I have to, I will. Nothing warms the blood better than Red’s Blueberry Juice, even if it turns me into a giant berry girl.” She moaned at the thought. “But I am not looking to spend my time with Clark as a giant blueberry unless I have to. He hasn’t seen that side of me, and I don’t plan on showing it to him until we have gotten to know each other more.” She slid it into her pocket. “So, unless things get dire and I have to warm my body from the extreme cold, I am not taking this.” She shivered. “No matter how much I want it.”

Jane turned around and walked towards the door, grabbing her white puffy jacket and keys. “No time to call Clark. Not with that snow coming down.” She zipped up her coat. “I just hope that I don’t have to ruin this by drinking that juice. This is my favorite coat.” She sighed and rubbed her jacket. “I have never once got my clothing off in time.”

Jane realized she was drifting off into space. “Fuck.” She opened the door, the cold wind biting into her face. “I am coming, Clark.” She groaned as she stumbled outside. “Ugh, fuck’s sake!” The snow was already ankle-deep as she fought her way to her truck. “Come on!” Using her key fob, Jane unlocked the door, and with a freezing hand, she grasped the handle, swinging the black door wide. She then fell inside, taking deep breaths as she clambered into her seat.

“Okay.” Jane shut the door behind her. “Let’s get this show on the road.” She started the engine, her heart jumping inside her chest as the engine struggled to start. “Come on, you piece of shit! Start.” She slammed her fist on the wheel.

As if responding to her, the engine flared to life. “Hah. There we go!” She smiled as the truck slowly purred. “Now it is time that I go see Clark!” Jane carefully backed out of the driveway and onto the street, swerving a bit in the process. “For fuck’s sake, the roads are already slick.” She snorted. “It’s a good thing he only lives about fifteen minutes away.” She gulped. “Or make that twenty-five with all this snow.” She put the truck into drive and began her trek into the darkness.

Thankfully, she had the radio to keep her company. Between the rock music and the newscasters, it helped her stay calm as she fought to keep control of her vehicle.

“Just a little further.” She smiled. “And I will have you in my arms.” She hummed along with the music. “Date night won’t be ruined by some stupid little snowstorm. I won’t let it. No, I won’t. Ahhhhhhh!”

She slammed her feet on the brakes as a lone deer crossed the road. “Fuckkkkk!”

Jane fought to control her vehicle, the truck twisting back and forth while the deer stared at her. “Get out of the—” At the last second, the deer calmly walked out of the road, but it was already too late for Jane. With control of her vehicle lost, she drifted off the road and into the nearest snowbank.

“Ughhh.” Her head jerked as her seatbelt went tight, her chest slamming into the airbag.

“Ughhh.” She moaned as she looked around, the engine crying out before dying. “Greattt. . .” She pushed herself up. “This is just great.”

She instantly tried the key, but it was no use. The truck wouldn’t start. “Fuck.” Jane took a deep breath. “That damn deer. Doesn’t it know that it shouldn’t be out in this weather?” She snorted. “What the hell am I going to do now?”

She pulled out her phone. She needed to have a tow truck before the snow made it impossible for her to get her fucking vehicle out. “Come on. Come on.” She slammed her phone against the dash. “Fucking hell. No service.” She snorted and slid her phone back into her pants pocket.

Jane sighed. She knew she was much closer to Clark’s house at this point, so going home wasn’t an option. Nor was staying here and freezing her ass off. She felt the cold weight of the blueberry juice bottle in her pocket. She knew that drinking it would keep her warm and alive right now, but she couldn’t stay in her truck while under its effects. She needed more room.

She also knew that she couldn’t very well just walk up to Clark’s house with blue and swollen skin. What would he say? What would he think? Jane shivered, already feeling the cold set in. But it was date night, and she had never missed a date night for anything.

If the snow wasn’t going to keep them apart, why would this blueberry juice? Maybe she could see how far she could get without it first? For him?

Jane opened the door, feeling the cold bite at her face, and she knew she couldn’t wait. She needed that juice now despite what effects it could have on her body and mind. If Jane waited, she could succumb to frostbite or worse. She closed the door so she could use her hands as she pulled the vial out of her pocket. She could feel its warmth pulse through the glass container. Jane didn’t hesitate, popping the cap off and gulping the contents down. The blueberry juice made her quiver, but she enjoyed it. It was a familiar sensation, one that she missed. “Ahhh.”

With renewed strength, she pressed out into the darkness. Despite the cold, she stepped out into the biting wind; every second, it seemed to bother her less. She smiled, knowing that the juice was taking effect as it swam through her system.

“I am coming, Clark.” Gurrgle.  She giggled as she felt the blueberry juice ripple beneath her skin. “While I am happy for the warmth, you can wait for that glorious swelling until I get closer to my darling Clark’s house.” She took a deep breath. “I know it isn’t that far. I think I passed Jamerson Street, so I should only have a block or two to go.” Gurrgle. “I said you can wait a bit!”

She slapped her chest as her face turned blue. “I can’t have myself a big, bloated mess and unable to reach Clark’s house! Do you hear me, body!” She narrowed her eyes. “I need to hurry.”

Jane began to run as she felt her body heat up. “I know Clark’s house isn’t that far.”

Blue sweat trickled down the back of her neck as her hair turned dark blue. “I just have to make it before the swelling starts.” Gurrgle.

A smile appeared on her face as the Patterson Street sign came into view. “Almost there.” Jane took a deep breath. “Clark, I am coming.” Blort. She moaned as she felt a surge of blueberry juice stretch out her pants. “Fuck.” She gripped her jeans as she felt how much squishier and heavy she had become. “I just need to go a bit more. Before the process speeds up.” She took a deep breath. “Before I get too juicy.”

She pushed into the wind, her blueberry ass waving back and forth. “Almost there. I think I can see. . .” Shrirppp. “She gasped as her hips swelled, causing multiple rips and tears in her pants. “Fuck! Not now.” She moaned as she felt the juice slip into her thoughts. “Ohh god!

I. . .” Jane licked her lips. “I just need. . . a bit more.”

She giggled. “It has been so long since I have let my juices go like this.” She rubbed her belly, feeling familiar curves. “I missed it so much.”

Jane shook her head. “Ugh, focus. You can enjoy swelling up once you get into Clark’s house. This is your time with him.” She giggled. “Your time to let yourself grow and ripen with him.” She moaned. “Ohhhh.” She took another few steps forward, her hips swaying back and forth while her juice ripped about inside of her. “I can’t wait to have him. . . have him.”

She slapped herself. “Come on. You don’t want to swell up outside and be buried under the snow. Move it, you big blueberry!” With renewed propose, she ran for the house, her body jiggling about. Across the lawn and up to the door, she went as her swelling blue body stretched out her pants even more. “Ugh, phew.” She wiped the sweat from her brow. “I made it.”

Jane giggled as she knocked at the door. “Oh, Clark.” Her belly pressed against the door. “Guess who’s here.” She looked down at her waistline. “Oh crap, I guess I really should have remembered to take my coat off.” She moaned as it struggled to contain her widening girth. “I should make a note to replace this. Ahh, well.”

A few moments later, the door opened with Clark standing in the door. “Who the hell?” He looked at Jane only for his eyes to widen further. “Jane? What?” He stumbled back a few steps. “What has happened to you? How—”

She pushed him aside. “I look cute, I know.” She closed the door behind her as the buttons on her coat popped off. “So, are you ready for date night?”

“Date night? First off, I can’t believe you came over in this crazy weather. I was worried sick when I couldn’t get a hold of you.” He arched an eyebrow when her pants vibrated. “Is that your phone?”

“Oh.” She giggled. “I forgot I set it to vibrate. I couldn’t get a signal before.” She moaned as her phone vibrated again against her juicy ass. “Do you mind getting that for me?”

“Ummm. That is the other thing. You are fucking blue and round. Just what happened to you? Are you sick?”

Jane tried to unzip her jacket but found it stuck tight against her skin. “Sick?

Of course not. I am just. . . swelling into a wonderful juicy blueberry.” She walked up to him and pressed her round belly and juicy breasts against him. “Can you try and get me out of this. My coat is killing me.”

He blushed. “What?”

“You don’t want me to juice all over you.” She moaned. “Or maybe you do, you sexy devil.”

Clark turned around. “I umm. . .” He tapped his fingers together before looking at Jane again. “If I get you out of this, what will happen? You will let your curves free?” He looked at her ass. “Will you get. . .” His voice lowered as if he was afraid to ask the question. “Bigger?”

Jane laughed. “Of course, I will get bigger. I am swelling into a wonderful blueberry.” She let her hand drift across his face. “What? Do you like this?” He slowly nodded his head. “Then why don’t you free my lovely juicy curves.”

Clark smiled as he did what he was told, trying to unzip his girlfriend from the confines of her puffy jacket. “Ugh, this thing is stuck tight. What did you do?”

She laughed. “Just. . . let myself go.”

He snorted. “Well, I am going to have to find another way to get you free.”

“Another way?” She arched an eyebrow. “Sounds fun.” Without waiting for permission, she kissed him, causing the juices inside of her to boil. Clark’s eyes widened, and he soon embraced her, their tongues swimming in each other’s mouths.

When she pulled away, he smiled at her. “That was nice. But I don’t see how that—” His eyes widened as he watched her breasts suddenly swell within the confines of her jacket, causing it to poof out even more. “Oh fuck.” Clack pushed her down on the ground. “Well, then, we should get this date night off, right.” He tossed off his shirt, causing Jane to cheer. “I will have you out of your clothing one way or another.” He then reached down and kissed her as he used his legs to rip at her already-tattered jeans.

Jane moaned as she felt his warm tongue swim in her mouth. It caused her juices to boil like a hot tub, her body vibrating Clark as more juice flooded her system. What remained of her clothing stretched and tore, her panties giving out to reveal her pussy as her bra popped off inside her jacket. More buttons snapped, gently rubbing against Clark’s body as she felt a hot, hard cock press against her juicy skin. “Ohhh.”

He ran a finger across her face. “We are just getting started.” Jane’s jacket finally ripped apart, sending Clark into the air. “Ohh fuck.” He landed down, his hard cock sliding into her juicy glory hole. Blueberry juice squirted out as he landed. “You are so very fucking lovely.” He reached around and squeezed her ass as he liked her right nipple. “Did I ever tell you that I. . .” He moaned. “I wished that I could have you bigger.”

She took a deep breath, feeling the juice surge within her. “Then your wish is my command.”

Clack slowly trusted his dick in and out, feeling Jane swell. “Who is my lovely blueberry?” He used his right hand to squeeze her nipple. “Who?”

“I. . . I. . .” Juice squirted out of her nipple as he slowly twisted it. “Clarrrrkkk.”

His dick rubbed about inside her pussy. “You are so warm.” He kissed her. “It makes it so hard for me.” He moaned as he squeezed her thicking sides. “Soooo. . .” He took deep breaths. “I don’t know if I. . .” His eyes drifted into his sockets. “Ahhhhhh!”

Jane cried out as she felt his wonderful juice shoot into her. It caused her to shudder, explosions of ecstasy bursting about inside of her. “Oh. . . ohhh. . .” Clark struggled to hold on as her body expanded, the orgasms rocking her body, blueberry juice leaking out from her pussy and nipples. “Fuckkkk.”

“Holy crap.” Clack giggled as twin rockets of juice shooting from her nipples knocked him to the ground. “You really know how to have fun when you are like this.” He wiped the blueberry juice from his forehead before jumping back onto her body, liking the side of her breast. “Keep going, my dear!”

“Ohhh. . . ohhhhh.” Jane moaned as she felt the juices inside of her stabilize. “Oh, Clark. I. . . I think I love you.”

He blushed. “You. . . you do?”

She gulped. “Maybe. I mean, I braved a snowstorm just to be here with you.” She giggled. “Got a problem with that?”

He pressed his elbows down against her.

“Maybe. I guess it depends on if you have a problem with me keeping you this way for a while.” She moaned. “Then I guess we don’t have a problem.” He kissed her. “I love you, my big sexy blueberry.”

“I love you, Clark.” She kissed him back. “Best date night ever huh?”

“Best date night ever.”