Potion Blunder part 2

Potion Blunders Part 2

Beth moaned as she looked at her email.  As punishment for your embarrassing screw-up with the trial run for selling your first potion, you are to give your customer the product that they truly desired. But instead of bringing it over to them and just handing it to them, you are to ingest the potion yourself and showcase it to the business lady firsthand. Maybe this way, you can learn to do your job at Potion’s R Us right. I am sorry it has come to this, but this is how you will learn. You won’t take over the store if you don’t learn the hard way. You will thank me one day Beth.

Mr. Gongsel.

As she shut down her computer, she slammed her right hand on the table. “This is just dumb. I was supposed to hang out with Dex today. It is the holiday season, and he has some time off from college. I don’t want to squander it doing work for Mr. Gongsel.” She moaned. “Especially turning into a giant blueberry to market my store. Ughh. Of all the things that could happen to me.”

As she stood up, her landline rang. “What now. Please tell me that isn’t my boss trying to check up on me.” She walked over to the wall, scared to pick up the phone. “Ugh, I can’t deal with Mr. Gongsel right now. I just can’t.” She closed her eyes. “You know what. I will just let it go to voice mail. What is the worst that can happen?”

She crossed her arms as the answering machine picked up.  “Hello. You have reached Beth. If you don’t know my last name by now, well, why are you even calling? Please leave a message.”

“Hey, Beth. Sorry I missed you. It’s Dex. I just—

She picked up the phone. “Hey, Dex. Sorry about that. I was just avoiding a certain someone.” She laughed. “It’s, umm, complicated.”

“Is everything alright?”

She shrugged as she turned around, the phone line wrapping around her. “Not really.”

She tapped her fingers on the blue coffee table next to her. “My boss is just being a pain in the ass. Do you know he wants me to turn myself into a blueberry for a client because I messed up an order? I didn’t even know I could do that. People come to the store to buy things, but apparently, I am supposed to know what they “need” in advance. This job just becomes dumber by the minute. Hugh, I think I am going to resign after I do this little errand.”

There was silence on the other end of the line for a few moments, then Dex responded.  “Hey, it isn’t all bad. Being a blueberry sounds fun.”

“Fun? How can being big and full of juice be fun? Besides, we were supposed to have the day out, remember?”

“Hey, we still can. I can come and watch you swell up like last time. Maybe roll you around.”

She raised an eyebrow. “Umm, Dex?”

“Hey, it was cool that last time your body inflated. I am just saying.”

“Thanks?”

“At the very least, I will come with you for emotional support. But if you want, I can be there to make things fun. Bounce you around. Roll you around. We can play.

Oh, we can play.”  He laughed.  What do you say?”

“I umm. . .” She scratched at her short red hair. “I guess it would be nice if you were there. Help me deal with this unruly lady. Fran is a bit of a handful. I mean, when I turned her into a car, she had a bit of a hostile negotiation by trying to get us into a crash. She wanted the blueberry potion or else.” Beth shivered. “I never thought a living car could be so crazy.”

“So, it will be a win-win, right? Get two crazy people off your back?”

Beth twirled the phone cord. “Well, I don’t see what I have to worry about anymore.

She isn’t a car that can run me over. Huhhh. Well, whatever. Meet me at Goodman’s Pharmacy in two hours.” Beth smiled. “We will try and make the best of this blueberry day.”

“Oh, for sure. Oh, for sure.”

***

Later that day, Beth found herself outside Goodman’s Friendly Market. She raised an eyebrow as she noticed a warning sign right next to the automatic sliding door.  “Attention to all shoplifters. We here at Goodman’s Friendly Market are watching. You will not get far and will deeply regret the decision to steal from us. But good luck in your endeavors all the same.”

Beth tugged at the collar of her suit as she walked inside the store. “Well, that is a bit worrying. For a store that wants a potion that turns people into blueberries, I wonder just what they do to shoplifters.” She shivered. “You know what I don’t want to know.”

Beth hugged herself and looked around. “Why is it colder inside? It is snowing out there?”

“Hey!” Dex waved as he walked up in a heavy winter coat. “Fancy meeting you here.”

Beth narrowed her green eyes. “You knew I was coming here. We were meeting up so you could give me support for swelling up into a blueberry.” The shoppers around them gave Beth strange looks before dashing off. “Maybe we should find a more private place to have our conversation.”

“Nah, we are good. If they don’t want to stick around, that is their issue.” He put his right hand on her shoulder. “So, shall we go find this, Fran? Get you nice, big and blue? Make tonight a night to remember?” He pulled out a belt. “I brought this to make things more fun. I thought you could well burst it off your body.”

“Dex.” She snatched the belt out of his hands. “What has gotten into you?” As he ran his left hand through his short blonde hair, he grabbed a free sample cookie with his right. “You seem very uptight.” He blinked his brown eyes. “I am just trying to make this fun.”

“I just. . . I apricate this, but. . .” She sighed. “When I inflated the last time, it was awkward. I don’t know if I can have fun doing it again, Dex.”

He laughed. “Of course, you can. Trust me.” He smiled. “Just relax and let the juice take over.”

“I—

“There you are. Finally.” Fran pushed Dex to the side. “Do you have what I need? I don’t want to be turned into a bloody mouse pad this time.” Fran grabbed Beth by the collar of her uniform. “Do you have any idea how long it took me to get that oil out of my body? The only enjoyable part of the experience was transforming into that bloody car and feeling my breasts slide against the pavement.” She smiled. “That was fun.” Fran shook her head. “But the aftermath. Oh, the bloody aftermath. If I knew I would still have oil in my body. . .” She shook Beth. “You owe me. You owe me a lot!”

Dex laughed. “Wow. I guess becoming a car isn’t all it’s cracked up to be?”

Fran’s dark gaze turned towards Dex. “And who the hell are you? The competent worker at Potion’s R Us? Did you bring this sorry excuse for a worker here to be straightened out?”

Dex waved his hands. “What me? No. I am just a friend of Beth here to help.”

“Help with what?”

“The blueberry potion testing.”

Fran narrowed her eyes. “Why? Is she going to use the bloody thing on you?”

Beth shook her head. “No. I am going to use it on myself. Mr. Gongsel’s orders.”

Fran held her chest as she laughed. “Mr. Gongsel? Ok, you have to be pulling my leg with that one. Who the hell has a name like that?” As she noticed the serious look on Beth and Dex’s face, Fran slowly stopped laughing. “You two can’t be serious. Mr. Gongsel?

That is your boss?” Beth nodded her head. “Well, whatever. Follow me. I don’t want these people to know just what I plan to do to them if they dare steal from me.” Fran turned around. “I have a reputation to uphold.”

Dex laughed. “So, the rumors about this place are true?”

“Yes. I don’t trust the law in this town to handle a bloody thing.” Fran slid a steel door open, and they walked into a room with a blue tile floor. “Those fools spend so much time chasing after cases that would make them look good instead of helping people that need it.” She slammed her hand against the rotted wooden pillar in the middle of the room, causing plaster to fall from the ceiling. “It is any wonder why I have to resort to dramatic measures to protect my store.”

Dex took a few steps back. “Ok. Remind me not to get on your bad side.”

“Best thing I have heard come out of your mouth all day.” She turned towards Beth. “Ok. Show me that this thing works so I can use it in my store, and you get some word of mouth for Potion’s R Us. Chop chop.”

Beth pulled the glass bottle with thick blue liquid out of her pocket. “Well, ok.”

She looked at Dex, who once more held up the belt. “Ugh, you know what? I don’t mind making things interesting.” She took the belt out of his hand and fastened it around her waist. “If I have to become a giant blueberry, I am going to enjoy myself.”

Fran sneered. “What in the world are you babbling on about? Becoming a blueberry isn’t fun. Haven’t you seen the news? There is an entire town dealing with a blueberry virus or something. Do you think they are having fun?”

Beth smiled as she drank the contents of the vial. “I am sure some of them are.

Mhhhm. It is nice and minty. Oddly tastes like pizza.” She took a deep blueberry-flavored breath. “I do have to say the potions that my boss makes are very, very good.”

Gurrrrggullle.  She held her hand over her stomach. “What in the world was that?”  Gurrrrggglleleee.

Fran took a few steps back. “Well, if I had to hazard a guess, the potion is taking effect.”

As Beth rubbed her stomach, blue dots appeared on her hands. “Oh my.

It’s starting.” She shook her arms as they slowly turned blue. “This feels so weird like something is trying to hug me from the inside.” Beth giggled. “It is very comforting.”  Gurrulleele.  “This isn’t as bad as I thought it would be.”

“See Beth. This is going to be fun.”

Fran shook her head. “You both are crazy. Crazy, I say.” She tapped her fingers on the sides of her arms as she watched Beth’s face turn blue. “I can’t believe I have to rely on you people just so I can get a more reliable product. You know what I had to do before?”

Dex shook his head. “No. What?”

“Sneak into that damned blueberry town and catch one of those flies with the virus thing. I would use it to make a dart and tag someone dumb enough to shoplift.” Fran sighed. “But if I had a potion that I could just slowly extract from, I would be set for months. Maybe years.

I wouldn’t have to risk becoming a blueberry myself to save my store.”

“Hate to interrupt you two, but I am really starting to feel a lot of pressure.” Beth rubbed at her belly. “I thought I was supposed to be swelling here.”

Dex scratched at his head. “Hmm. Maybe it is a defective potion?”

Beth shook her head. “No. I am feeling increasingly juicy.”  Gurrrgllee.  “Ohh my, where is all this juice going?” She looked down at her slim body. “It defies logic.”

Fran laughed. “Honey turning into a blueberry defies logic.”

“That isn’t. . .”  Frummppprp.  Suddenly Beth’s belly swelled outward to the size of a beach ball, her ass expanding and her cheeks becoming the size of bowling balls. Beth took deep breaths as the juice pressed against her hips, her belt straining to keep the fluid at bay as her back slowly pushed outward. “Oh my, that was fast.” She moaned as her breasts swelled, pressing against her uniform. “Ohhh, this is overwelling.”  Gurrgglle. “Ohhh my.”

Fran smiled. “Well, I am convinced. Once you are all done here, I will head over to your store for this exact potion.” She patted Beth’s squishy shoulder. “I am happy to do business with you. Business that ends up with you having the side effects and me getting the benefits is always worthwhile.” As she turned around, Fran laughed. “Enjoy yourself. I will send some people in to juice you in a few hours. They are specialists. Trust me.” She walked out of the room.

After Fran left the room, Dex pulled up a chair and proceeded to tap away at Beth’s bulging belly. “So, how are you enjoying all that juice?” He smiled and rubbed her belly. “I must say I like how your skin bubbles against my fingers.”

Beth giggled. “Dex, don’t. Ohhhh.” Grrugglllgge.  “Stop it.” She swatted at his hand. “You are making the juice inside me do jumping jacks.” She sighed. “It feels good, ok. But I don’t want to get too into it. This is a work thing. Not an overly pleasure thing.” She moaned.

“That belt is becoming soo tight.” She rubbed her stubby hands at her waistline as her midsection turned purple. “I don’t know how much more I can take. I feel like. . .” She moaned.

“Ohhh!”

Suddenly the belt tied around Beth ripped in two, and pieces shot across the room.  Fluuummrump  One piece bounced off the tile floor and into the plaster ceiling above, and the other zoomed over Dex’s head and out the cracked doorway. Beth relaxed her arms on the side of her now round blue body. “Ahh. That feels so much better.” Her trousers fell to the ground as her uniform ripped apart. “So much better.”  Gurrrgglee.  “That thing was killing me.” As she rubbed her chest, she fell back onto her massive balloon-like ass, her stubby legs no longer able to sustain her weight. “Ohhh.”

Dex stood up. “Wow. You are really getting big.”

Beth threw up her arms. “Yes, I am. I mean, it could stop, right? Fran has what she wants.” Her uniform tore in half and fell to the floor. “So why do I have to keep swelling. Oohhh myyyyy!”  Gurrlggle. Flummpp.  Juice flooded her breasts, causing them to balloon outward and rip her bra apart. “Ohh fuck!” Her nipples hardened as juice squirted out of them. “This is more intense than I thought it would be.” She giggled. “I. . .” She tapped her hands on the side of her big blue body as her arms sunk into herself. “I think I love this.”

Dex rubbed his hands along her body. “Well, I told you that you would.” He smiled as her body slowly became a big blue ball. “See, we can have fun despite your work.” She moaned. “Now let’s. . .”

“Sir, come with me.” A young man entered the room and grabbed Dex by the arm.

“Hey!”

Despite Dex’s protest, the young man carried Dex out of the room. “We have some business to attend to with Beth. Have a good day.”

“Hey. We are supposed to be hanging out. Beth! Let me be with my blueberry. This isn’t fair.”

Beth smiled as a new man entered the room. “And you are?”

“Umm, I am the person who is going to juice you.” He shakily ran his hand through his hair. “I just can’t believe this. How the hell did you turn into a blueberry like this?” He took a few steps back as Beth continued to swell. “People turning to berries in other towns? This is just absurd.”

Fran stood in the doorway. “You are safe, Larry. She won’t turn you blue like the berries from your hometown.”

He gulped and looked at Fran. “But I. . .” He sighed and put his hand on Beth’s skin, causing the young blueberry. “Look, I am just happy you are letting me test my agent on her. It is better than dealing with Red and what he wants me to do.” He shivered. “I don’t like having to think about turning people into blueberries.”

Fran sighed. “We have that covered already, and we do it safer than whatever mess goes on in your stupid town. Just give me what you have, as I hear it really expels the juice.”

“It’s not supposed to. . .”

Fran snorted. “Then we don’t have a deal. If you can’t get me all of that sweet juice from her body, then I will send you back to this Red fellow a bit more blue and a bit bigger.”

Larry gulped. “Fine. Fine.” As he turned towards Beth, he shivered.

“I guess I can test how not to make things so messy on someone else.” He took a deep breath. “Ok, my friend. You are going to feel a pinch.”

Beth laughed. “I am fine with. . .” Her eyes widened as Larry injected a strange serum into her right breast. “Ohhhh fuck!” She shivered. “Oohhhhh!”

Larry took a few steps back. “There. She should start juicing soon.”

Fran smiled. “Good. I am a bit short on blueberries anyways, and she should help with our supplies.”

Gurrglgglle.  Beth’s body trembled. “I feel soo. . .” She started to swell, her body slowly turning purple. “Hottt!”

Fran took a few steps back. “Larry. What did you do?”

He scratched at the back of his head. “I don’t know. She shouldn’t be growing like this.” Beth’s swelling body knocked him to the ground. “Especially at this rate.”

Beth shook her head as her cheeks filled with juice. “I feel so full. Oohh fuck.” Juice squirted out of her nipples. “What did you do to me?”

Larry threw up his arms as he jumped to his feet. “I don’t know. I didn’t change the formula from the last blueberries I used this on. You should be shrinking, not swelling.”

He turned around. “Run for it.”

Fran grabbed him by the collar of his lab coat. “You are not going anywhere.”

“But. . . she might.”

“I brought you here to juice her, and that is what you are going to do.”

Beth moaned. “I feel so. . . hot!” Her head pressed against the ceiling. “I need to. . .” She licked her lips. “Ohhh fuck!” Juice dripped from her nipples. She could feel the pressure inside of her building to a climax. “Ohhhhh!”

Larry shook his head. “We don’t have time. We have to. . .”

Suddenly juice shot out of Beth’s nipples. “Ohhhhhh. . . fuckkkkkkkk!” Her body rippled as the building pressure inside her body was finally released, a tidal wave of energy and pleasure now free to rock her body. She closed her eyes as the force of the juice leaving her body caused her to vibrate. “Ohhhhh. . .” She was in heaven, a big blue juicy heaven. Slowly but surely, she shrank down as she covered the room with her blueberry juice. “Ohh, yes.”

As she regained her arms, she rubbed her body and sensitive breasts. “Ohhh.”

Finally, the last drops of juice left her body, falling to the floor. Beth stretched her arms and smiled. “That was so much fun. I wish I had another potion so I could do that again.” She looked around the juice-soaked room. “Hey, where is everyone?” She scratched at her head. “I swear they were here moments ago. Hmm.” She shrugged her shoulders. “Well, I have to get back to Mr. Gongsel and tell him how well today went.” She wadded through the juice and towards the door. “Wow, I had a lot of this inside of me. It comes up to my waist.”

***

After Beth left the room, Fran swam her way to the surface. “Ohh, wow.”

She looked around. “Larry? Where are you?”

He popped out of the small sea of juice. “Over here.” He shook his head. “I can’t believe that happened. I didn’t change the formula. How did she get so big before juicing herself.”

Fran began to wash the juice from her arms. “Ya, well, we both got what we wanted right. You got some stuff for your studies, and I got all of this juice for my store.” Larry nodded his head. “Well, you will be heading back now, right.” She narrowed her eyes. “What are you staring at? I don’t like it when people stare at me, you know.”

“Umm, that juice isn’t coming out of your skin.”

“What are you. . .”  Gurrgle. Fran’s eyes widened as she felt juice press against the inside of her stomach.