Virtuial Gaming Mishap p2 extened preview

Virtual Gaming Mishap p2

Victoria shook her head. “This is absurd. This stupid game is blackmailing me to play it.” She slammed her hand against the wall, creating a massive dent. “Play unless I want to stay my current size forever? What the actual fuck? I didn’t sign on for some stupid game to cause me to grow in real life.” She took a deep breath. “This is dumb.”

She pressed the button for a new game. “I am going to sue the company who made this game. They can’t do this.” She waited as her virtual surroundings slowly took shape.

“Wait, you know what? Screw this. I am not going to be blackmailed like this.” She reached around for the back of the headset. “I am going to get the bozos who made this on the phone and demand a refund. And while they are at it, find a way to return me to my original size. They can’t do this.”

A warning screen flashed in her face as her massive fingers pressed against the power button. “Huh? Warning. Finish the current play session or suffer a terrible consequence.” Victoria rolled her eyes. “Like what you did during your game? How could this possibly get any worse.” She powered off the virtual reality headset. “You can take your warning and go fuck yourself.”

As she tried to pull the headset off, a strange blue mist shot into her face. “Ughhh.”

Victoria coughed as she pulled the headset off of her head. “What in the world was that?” She blinked her eyes. “It tastes like blueberries. UGhhh.”

Victoria shook her head as she tried to twist around in the room. “I can add that to the nonsense they tried to pull on me. Blasting me with some strange blueberry mist.” She blinked her eyes. “Now, where is my phone? I think I should just barely be able to dial the phone at this size.” She shook her head. “I still can’t believe I grew like this. Any bigger, and I would have to look for a new house.” She sighed. “As it is, I need to work on remodeling as I busted some of the rooms.” She pressed her hand against the ceiling. “Maybe I should try and pull myself outside before I make the call.”

Gurrrrglgle.  Victoria closed her eyes as a strange new pressure began to build up in her belly. “Ugh.” She rubbed her stomach, her arms pushing some of the furniture against the walls. “That is kind of odd.” She rubbed her belly. “I feel kind of bubbly.” She arched an eyebrow. “Ugh. And I feel a bit bloated.” She took a deep breath. “Maybe my lunch is having some issues adjusting to my sudden change in height.”  Gurrgglel. “That is the last time I have blueberry pie for lunch.”

Her eyes suddenly shot open as she noticed tiny specs of blue forming on the back of her hands. “What in the world?” She held her right hand up in front of her face as her belly bounced around as if something was inside it. “How is this possible?” She twisted her hand around as it slowly turned blue. “I must be dreaming. I have to be.”  Blech. She held her hand over her mouth. “Blueberries? Why do I taste blueberries?”

Victoria twisted around. “I need to find that phone and quickly.”  Blort.  “I am starting to feel very weird.” The rest of her body slowly turned blue as she tried to locate her cell phone.

“Where is it?”  Gurrrggle.  “I need to give these game makers a piece of my mind. They turned me all blue.” She moaned as thick hot liquid began to seep from her nipples. “Ohh god, what is happening to me now?”  Blort!  Her blue belly suddenly felt full as it began to push outward. “I can’t stop tasting blueberries.” She licked her lips. “I think I might be swelling into one.”

There was a sudden knock at her door. “Victoria? Hey, it’s me, Harry.”

Juice squirted out of her nipples. “Harry?” She moaned as her hips pressed against the walls. “What are you doing here?”