Fruity Rain p1

Fruity Rain.

“Phew.” Terry sighed as he rolled the container of chemicals along the riverbank. “Whose idea was this again. I don’t see how this is supposed to save us time.”

“Stop complaining. We will get these barrels down to the new factory location without wasting any gas or having to go around all of those loops and bends because of this stupid river.” Quinten sighed. “And I am not going to sit in a truck with shitty heating listening to your idea of music for four hours.”

“Hey, the blues is good music. It’s better than your heavy rock.” Terry moved his dark hair out of his face, only for the wind to blow it back in front of his green eyes. “And a lot quieter. I don’t know how you still have your hearing. Shesh.”

“At least my music doesn’t try and make you depressed.” Quinten rolled his eyes.

Terry shivered. “I still think we should have used the truck. It is freezing out here. Isn’t it supposed to be spring now? Besides, what is it that we are even transporting.” He tapped his hand on the edge of the ruby-red cylinder. “What the hell is in this thing. It sure as hell stinks, that is for sure.”

“I don’t know. I don’t get paid to ask questions. I don’t want to risk a promotion because I was getting too nosy.”

“What?”

Quinten snorted. “Just do your job. We are almost there.”

“But I. . .” Terry lost his grip on the container, and it rolled down the riverbank. “Oh shit!”

Quinten twisted around. “What the hell did you do!”

Terry slid down the hardened muddy slope. “Me? You distracted me, you dolt.”

“Stop trying to blame people and just get. . .”

His eyes went wide as the container’s lid bounced open, and red goopy liquid burst forth into the river. “The container.”

Terry gulped. “That isn’t good.”

Quinten backed up the slope. “We weren’t here. Ok.”

“But they are going to notice one of their stock missing.”

Once Terry was back up the slope, Quinten grabbed him by the collar of his grey jacket. “Look, we weren’t here. This didn’t happen.” Terry gulped. “When we get to the factory, and they confront us about the missing shipment, we tell them we were robbed.

Held up at gunpoint.”

“But what about the shipment we didn’t lose?”

Quinten shook Terry. “Look, do you want to lose your job or not? Do you want to lose your chance for a promotion or not? We didn’t spill that container. It was stolen. Yes?”

Terry gulped. “Yes. It was stolen.” He looked at the ground.

“Now good. Let’s get the rest of this shit down to the factory.” He let go of Terry and held his hand over his nose. “Besides, I can’t stand the smell here.

The smell of cherries is really becoming overwhelming. Ughhh.”

Terry scratched at the back of his head. “Umm, you don’t think anything bad will happen, do you? We did just spill a bunch of chemicals into the river.”

“It will be fine. Don’t worry.”

***

Rachel stretched her arms. “Ok. The week is finally over.” She bent over and rubbed down her pale legs. “Time to get together with the girls and go out for our run around the town.

Ahhh.” She rolled her shoulders. “Maybe this time we can run down to the lighthouse. It has been so long since I have gone down to the lake. And now that everything is warming up, what better time to tip our toes in the water.” She smiled and opened her front door. “Well, let’s do this.”

Rachel jogged out her door and down the small stone pathway towards the sidewalk. Her neighbor Mr. Sandwell slowly stood up and blinked his weary eyes at her as she jogged past. “Hi there.” She waved as he scratched at his ass with his newspaper. “How’s it going?”

He rolled his blue eyes. “I wish I was still in bed.”

She laughed as she took a moment to stop. “But it is a beautiful morning.

Just look at how the sun shines through those clouds. How can you not be happy?”

Mr. Sandwell groaned. “I have to get my blood drawn today. I’m not looking forward to seeing how bad my kidneys are doing.” He shivered. “Why does keeping healthy have to be so hard?”

“Oh.” Rachel sighed. “Well, I’m sorry to hear that. I hope you get better.” She turned her head and hurried away from the awkward conversation.

As she turned the corner, she could already see Jackey and Mona chatting next to a mailbox. “Oh, I see you two are already raring to go.”

Jackey turned and smiled, her pink hair bouncing off her shoulders. “Well, if someone didn’t sleep in.” She bounced on her sneakers. “Come on. I am dying to go already.”

Mona laughed. “Did that new hairdo change your personality Jackey?”

“What?” She turned her head as she bounced back and forth. “Just because I have extra energy and pink hair, you think the two are related? Shesh.”

Rachel laughed. “Well, I think we are going to have a good time. And I’m happy to see you two.” She wrapped her hands around her friends. “I can’t wait to talk about the trials of the week.”

Mona giggled. “You mean that the week even exists? I thought that we black out for five days and then wake up on the weekend because those five days are just so, so bad.”

Jackey looked back and forth. “Look, can we have less talk and more jogging? I had three coffees this morning, and I need to work off some energy.” She ran a lap around them. “So, let’s go. We can talk on the move. But no standing around. Go, go, go.”

Rachel laughed. “Ok, ok. We are moving.” As they began their run, Rachel looked at the sky and the dark clouds moving in. “I hope the forecast is wrong, and we won’t get rained on.”

Mona nodded her head. “Ya. Fifty percent clear skies. Fifty percent horrible showers.” She shuddered, her red bangs falling in front of her face. “I don’t want to have a downpour when we are over a mile from our homes.”

Rachel blinked as she felt something cold bounce off her nose. “Ugh, well, that isn’t a good sign.” She shivered as she felt a strange sensation rock her body. “Let’s hurry with this run.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice.” Jackey ran across the street.

“Hey!” Rachel blinked her hazel eyes. “I didn’t mean. . .” She sighed.

“Well, come on. We have to catch up with her.”

Mona laughed. “I guess she really did drink a lot of coffee today. I have never seen her with so much energy.” Mona turned her head. “Hey, are you alright?”

“Hmmm?” Rachel blinked her eyes. “Oh ya. I’m fine. I just. . .” She laughed.

“I just had a bizarre feeling a bit ago. It was nothing.”

“Ugh.”

“Really, Mona. I’m fine. Let’s focus on catching up to Jackey, ok.” She patted Mona on the shoulder. “I don’t think me having weird jitters is that big of a deal.”

“Right.” Mona hurried on ahead.

Rachel looked down at the ground. “At least, I think that is all it was. It was strange, though. It felt like some weird jolt mixed with cherries spreading throughout my body. I don’t know how to explain it. Oh well. No need fussing over it.” As she hurried to catch up, her belly suddenly rumbled.  Gurrggle. “Ughhh. I said no need fussing over it.” She slapped her stomach and continued jogging.

As Rachel caught up with the others, more and more droplets fell from the sky above, each of them sending strange, juicy shockwaves through her body. Rachel shook her head as the others came into view. “Hey, I think we should. . .” She gasped as she saw the red dots on Jackey’s skin. “What in the world is going on?”

Jackey bounced around in place. “I don’t know. One minute I am jogging, and the next, I feel a strange juicy sensation spreading throughout my body.” She shakes her head as her entire face turns red. “It just becomes more and more intense.”

“Now, if you would just stay still, I could figure out what is wrong here. I think.”

Mona turned and looked at Rachel. “Honestly, I’m stumped. At first, when Jackey stopped and was complaining about a strange fruity sensation, I thought she just overdid it today with the coffee. Now I don’t know what to believe.”

Jackey scratched at her arm. “I feel funny.”

Mona rolled her eyes. “I know you feel funny. You have been telling me that for the last few minutes.”

“No. Like really funny.” Gurrggle. “And tight. I feel so very tight.”

Rachel’s eyes widened. “Jackey! Your stomach! It’s growing.”

Mona took a few steps back. “Holy crap!”

Jackey rubbed her belly. “I. . .” She moaned. “I just feel so full and bloated all of a sudden.” Gurrgle. “And juicy. Soo very juicy.”

“What are we going to do?” Mona looked at Rachel. “This isn’t something that you just umm. . .” She scratched at the back of her head. “Well, no one has ever really talked about what to do in this situation. Shessh.”

Jackey took a deep breath. “Can we just get back to our morning jog?” She pulled up her shorts as they tried to slide down her body. “Just because my skin is red, and my waistline is expanding a bit doesn’t mean we shouldn’t keep going.” She bounced around on her feet, and they all could hear the sound of something sloshing around in her body. “Umm. . .”

Jackey grabbed her round belly and shook it. “What is that?”

Rachel put her head on Jackey’s belly. “It sounds like. . . no, it feels like juice.”

Mona crossed her arms. “How would you know what that feels like?”

Rachel stood up. “I work at a grocery store. I know what fruit feels like, ok. And Jackey feels very juicy.”

Jackey’s cheeks turned bright red. “Juicy? I’m not turning into a fruit, am I?” She moaned as her breasts pressed against her sports bra. “Ohh fuck.” She bent over, her enlarged belly pressing against her knee as her boobs began to swell. “That feels good!”

Mona looked at Rachel. “We have to do something. The swelling isn’t stopping.”

Rachel shrugged. “I don’t know what we can do. I have never seen anything like this.”

Mona rubbed her forehead. “We are not that far from Jackey’s house, right? It’s just a block away?” Jackey nodded her head. “We can run there and figure things out.”

Rachel laughed. “I don’t know if Jackey will be able to run. She is starting to get pretty big.”

Mona grabbed Rachel by the shoulders. “Look, do you have a better plan?” Rachel shook her head. “Good. Then let’s hurry.” She turned around and put her hand on Jackey’s back. “Ok, are you ready to head out? We are going to your house.”

Jackey stood up, her boobs now almost twice as big as they had been originally. Her nipples could be seen clearly through her blue t-shirt, along with red juice stains. “Of course. I may be a bit full and bloated, but I can still run. And I don’t need to worry about my pants falling down anymore.” She giggled as she slapped her giant ass. “My big butt comes in handy for something. Pants are a bit tight though.” She scratched at where her shorts started sinking into her red but cheeks.

The three girls ran for Jackey’s house as the rain continued to pour down, sending strange sensations throughout their bodies. As they jogged, Jackey’s body swelled, her waistline slowly expanding and her breasts becoming more massive by the second.

“Ohh god.” Jackey took a deep breath as they turned the corner. “I’m getting so heavy.” With every step she took, more juice filled her body.  Sloosh. “All of this juice is really. . .” Sloshh.

“Really starting to. . . Ohhhhhh.” Jackey put her hands on her knees and took a deep breath. “I need a moment.” Gurrggle. “I need to let my juices settle. Everything feels so bubbly.”

Mona turned around. “Come on. We are almost in front of your house. You can’t stop now.”

Jackey giggled. “But I just. . .” She moaned. “Ohhhhhh.” Her body started to vibrate until suddenly, her pants ripped apart. Blomp.  Vibrations rippled throughout her body, causing Jackey to giggle. “Ohhh that really got my juices to flow.” Her boobs suddenly ripped through her t-shirt. “Ohh, yes.”

Rachel pushed on Jackey’s big juicy back. “Come on. Come on already.” She moaned as she forced Jackey to take a thunderous step. “We need to get you into that house.”

Suddenly Jackey fell onto her chest. “Oppise.” She tried to push herself up, but her body was just too round. “I guess I can’t make it now.” She giggled.

Mona shook her head. “Oh no. We are getting you into that house, you giant cherry.” She looked at Rachel. “Now help me roll her.”

“What?”

“You heard me. We are going to roll Jackey like the fruit she is.” They both walked behind their swelling friend and put their hands on Jackey. “A one and a two.” Using all their might, Mona and Rachel rolled their friend the last few feet towards the front door. “Ok. I will open the door.” Mona ran inside. “Now you roll, and I will pull.”

Jackey giggled. “You two are soo good to me.” She jiggled her massive boobs. “What better friends could a cherry ask for?”

Rachel took a deep breath. “Ok now.” Screaming, she pressed Jackey against the door. “She is too wide.”

Mona cried out as she pulled at Jackey’s massive hips. “Keep going until we squeeze her though.” Juice seeped out of Jackey’s nipples. “We can’t just leave her out there in the rain.”

Bit by bit, Jackey was pressed through the doorway.

Blort. Sloosh.  Then finally, she shot through the doorframe, knocking Mona to the ground as she bounced into the living room, juice stains from her nipples staining the room. As Mona stood up, Jackey laughed. “That was so fun.” Her arms and legs slowly retracted into her body. “Squeeze me through another door. I love the way it makes my juices feel.” Jackey looked at her body and at how round she was becoming. She was only upright now due to how massive her breasts had become. “Wow, I’m like a red blimp.”

Rachel took a deep breath as she walked into the house, shutting the door behind her. “That. . . I don’t want to have to do that again. Phew.” She slid down against the oak door. “You are getting way too heavy, Jackey.”

Mona laughed. “You can say that again.” She wiped the juice from her face. “What are we going to do? We have a giant cherry for a friend.”

Rachel shrugged. “I don’t know.” Rachel’s eyes widened.

Mona narrowed her eyes. “What are you staring at me for?” She put her hands on her hips. “Well, spit it out.” She walked up, so she was in Rachel’s face. “Well?

Spit it out.” Mona grabbed Rachel by the arm, only to see her green arm.

“Oh, my god.”

Rachel shook her head. “No. Not you too!”

***

Terry gulped as his boss paced back and forth. “So, you didn’t lose one but three shipments?” She slammed her hand down on the desk. “How?”

“I . . .”

“And where is your partner, Quinten?”

Terry didn’t have an answer to that either. Quinten had vanished after they had lost the shipment to the river. Once they got to the factory, he went his separate way, but Terry didn’t hear from him again. “I don’t know, sir.”

Nora clutched the side of her desk. “Well, I don’t know isn’t good enough. Do you know what was in those shipments that you lost?”

“No, ma’am.”

“Each one contained chemicals for enhancing growth in our fruit production. It is a very unstable compound.” She turned around. “Who knows what could happen if those chemicals were ingested by an animal or, worse, a human being.”

“But, ma’am, I only lost one shipment. Why are you. . .

She narrowed her eyes. “Well, three shipments are missing. So, you better find out where your friend is and what he did with the other two. Fast!”

Terry nodded his head. “Yes, ma’am.”