Surfs Up p2 extended preview

Surfs Up p2

Gwen’s blueberry body bubbled as she floated in the water. “Ughh, I am still filling up.” Blueberry juice leaked out of her nipples, staining the water violet. “It is getting hard to hold it in. I wonder where my surfboard went.”

Suddenly a voice filled the air, speaking over a megaphone. “What a competition, folks. Gwen sure showed everyone how to be the best blueberry, didn’t she? Well, let’s move on to the next stage and haul everyone in to see how big they got. I know everyone is dying to see how big our blueberries are.”

Gwen sighed. “Finally, they are going to haul us in. Ouff.” She blinked her eyes as another blueberry woman bumped against her. “Hey. Watch where you are floating!”

The lady narrowed her eyes. “What? You are the one so big that you are taking up all the water! Now if you don’t mind, why don’t you move!”

Gwen narrowed her eyes. “Move? I can’t do much more than float here. Besides, what is it that is poking me?” Her eyes widened. “Are those your nipples?”

“Well, like you said. I can’t do much more than float here. So, if you have a problem with it, just accept it.”

Gwen snorted. “Very funny.” She turned her head to see a boat coming towards them. “Well, I should be going here. I did win the competition, so they should be the first to be hauled out of the water.”

“Ya right. As you won, they would pull you out last.”

“You are nuts. You. . . you!”

The water began to ripple as the boat pulled alongside them. “Wow, we have two big ones here.”

Another man on the boat laughed. “Look, there is the competition winner Gwen. Quick, get her on board.”

Gwen sneered. “See, I told you I would go first.” She smiled as the men threw ropes around her. “See you later, lady.”

“And after we get her on, let’s get the other blueberry on here.” Gwen’s eyes widened in shock. “We can’t just leave them floating out here forever.”

The other blueberry lady laughed. “Why not. I kind of like the water soaking my skin.” She sighed. “It is so very relaxing.”

Gwen nodded her head as the men jumped into the water. “I do have to somewhat agree.” They pressed their bodies against her, the tight rope pressing against her skin.

“The water is relaxing. And it does make the juices inside my body tingle.” Gurrgle. “I even think I am getting a bit bigger soaking in the ocean, the sun warming my skin.” She took a deep breath. “Are we so sure we need to get out?”

One of the men climbed onto Gwen’s body. “Yes. If you don’t, you will start leaking and leaking as the pressure builds. Then if it continues well. . .” He slammed his hands together.

“Boom. Blueberry juice everywhere.”

The other blueberry lady gasped. “What? Get me out of the water now!”

“Don’t worry, Jane, we will. Right after we get Gwen out.”

“But I can feel myself starting to leak blueberry juice.” The men began to haul Gwen out of the water. “Get me out of here now! My body is feeling very, very tight. You hear me!

Just because she won the competition doesn’t mean she has special privileges. Hey!”

Once Gwen was safely on board, the men leaned against her giant blue body. “Phew, this is hard work. Remind me why we did this again?”