Inside the Juicing Station p1 Extended preview

Inside the Juicing Station.

Rachel’s eyes widened as she walked into Red’s Blueberry Station. “This isn’t at all what I expected.”

A young man with a blueberry pin on his uniform approached her. “Hello.

Hello. Welcome to the juicing station. How can I help you.”

“Hi.” She scratched at the back of her head. “I heard you help take care of blueberries here. In your commercial, you said you were the pride of Pallenzoo.” She slid her hands into her pockets. “So, I thought I would stop by.”

He arched his eyebrow as he looked her over with his amber eyes. “Ma’am, we only serve blueberries here. So, until you. . .”

She held up her blue spotted hands. “But I am just starting to turn. My sister sprayed juice on me, during a party. And I am not like her. I am not staying at home being all big and juicy.” Rachel crossed her arms. “I mean, I had to take care of her for the last month. The juice filled every part of her body, especially her boobs. I thought that this juicing station might know how to take care of me in a state like that.”

The young man smiled. “Oh, of course. We here at Red’s Juicing Station go out of our way to ensure you have the most pleasant blueberry experience as possible. Please.” He slid his hand behind her back. “Follow me, ma’am.”

She giggled. “Oh, what a gentleman. May I ask your name?”

“It’s Samuel. And I will be your personal Blueberry assistant today, miss.” He winked at her.

“Ohh. I should be so lucky to have such a cutie.” She looked at his sleek chest. “Why if my ex-boyfriend looked half as good as you do.”

Samuel laughed. “Why, thank you.” He brushed his wavy sandy bangs to the side. “I think you will find that you will like it here. During your time as a blueberry, your every need will be attended to from watering, juicing to more. . .” Rachel turned her head as they passed one of the rooms housing a blueberry woman who was currently being rubbed down, the workers really working at her big berry breasts. “Other urges.”

“Oh my!”

Samuel smiled. “We take good care of our blueberries here. We find it helps them produce the best blueberry juice around.”

Rachel blinked her eyes. “You want me to produce juice?”

He shrugged. “Well, while we work on helping you through this process, it is all we ask for. Besides, is it too much to ask for while being in an all-star resort for blueberries?”

“I guess not.”

Samuel pushed a massive glass door open. “Well, here we are. Your room. It may not be much now, but I am sure you will swell into it.” He laughed.

Rachel walked into the massive room. “It sure does look nice. I love the blue wallpaper and pictures of the sun. I can feel its warmth on my skin.” She rubbed herself with her blue hands. “It feels so nice.”

“That isn’t a picture. That is a specialized heat lamp for our blueberries. Adjusted for your berry temperature. For you know. Perfect swelling conditions.”

Gurrrglge.  “Ohhh, I mean, I do feel a bit more.”  Blort.

“Juicy in here.”

Samuel closed the door behind him. “Well, it’s a good start. But we should get those juices flowing, don’t you think? I mean, you aren’t even all blue yet.”

Rachel laughed. “And what do you have—” Her eyes widened as Samuel kissed her, causing her entire body to shiver. “Ohh my.” She licked her lips as he pulled away. “That felt good.”

“It must have. Your face is turning bright blue.”

Rachel took a deep breath as she felt a strange sensation bubbling up inside of her. “Oh ya.”  Gurrgle. “My body is quivering in anticipation of what comes next.”

Samuel smiled. “Well then. Let me help stimulate those juices.” He pulled her in close. “I am one of the experts here on how to please our blueberries.” His hand rubbed her back. “And trust me when I say our blueberries love to be. . .” His hand slowly slid down her back to her butt. “Pleasured.” He tightly squeezed Rachel’s rear end.

“Ohhhh.”  Blort! Her belly expanded outward, now giving her body a slight curvature. “That felt good.” She giggled as her belly rubbed against his. “Oh my. I think I am a bit swollen.”