Free Sample Policy NSFW Watcher only version

This is the early access that will be released on DA on May 17th

Free Sample Policy.

I walked through the Goodman’s Friendly Market on my weekly trip to buy groceries. The store was quaint and wasn’t as big as many big chain stores, but I could usually find a good deal on many of the products I needed for the week. They mysteriously were always in stock in their food department. I didn’t know how they did it, but I appreciated the effort to keep their supplies well kept.

I pushed my kart into the produce section and found a young man giving away free blueberry samples. He had a blue overall jacket and white apron on as he tried to give his product away to those who passed by. There was usually someone giving away samples in the produce section, trying to entice people to buy the products on sale. I usually ignored the samples, but today I had an urge to try my luck.

The lad waved to me as I approached. “Hello, miss. Would you like to try some of our freshly grow blueberries? Nice, ripe, and perfectly delicious.”

“Sure.”

He held out his gloved hand. “I do have to warn you. One and one only before you buy.”

“Warn me about free samples?” I crossed my arms. “Why?”

He ran his hands through his short reddish hair. “Well, it is just store policy.

First one is free. Anything after that you have to pay for.”

“Sounds reasonable.” I reached past him and picked up a blueberry, and threw it into my mouth. “Oh my, the explosion of juice is just so. . . I can’t describe it.”

The man smiled. “You like it.”

I nodded. “Yes. How much are they?”

“Twenty-five dollars a package.”

My eyes went wide. “Wait, what? You have got to be kidding me. This is good but not that good.”

He narrowed his blue eyes at me. “I don’t make the prices, lady.”

“My name is Sarah, not lady.”

“Ok, Sarah. Either buy the blueberries or move along.”

I sighed. “I will.” I pushed my kart in the other direction. Still, I couldn’t stop thinking about the blueberries. I needed a few more. I looked back at the sample counter.  If I can just sneak a few when he isn’t looking.

I crept my way back over to the stand where the blueberry samples were being given out. I looked at the carrots and lettuce across the aisle, waiting for someone else to walk by, and to my luck, a young couple came along and chatted the man guarding the tasty treats up. I quickly dug my hand in and pulled out a handful, stuffing them into my pocket before walking to do the rest of my shopping.

***

Later that day, I found myself relaxing on the couch, watching television. It was nearing six p.m. and time that I should make myself some dinner. I reached down into my pocket and pulled out the blueberries that I had swiped from Goodman’s Friendly Market. “I think I will try mixing you into something. I love how you taste, but I just need something extra to make you perfect.”

I rose from my seat and made my way to the kitchen. I didn’t have that many choices that I could make quickly with the blueberries unless I wanted to wait until tomorrow to eat them. “I could bake them into a pie.” I shook my head. “No. I want them tonight.” I pulled the pancake batter out of the cupboard. “I know it is dinner, but I am going to treat myself.”

I started to cook the pancakes, making sure to mix in the blueberries. I used an old frying pan that Carien had given me about a month ago. “Mhmm, they are already smelling good.” I flipped them on the pan to cook them evenly before walking to grab a bottle of water and took a few cool sips. “I can’t believe they wanted to charge twenty-five dollars for these blueberries. It is a bit absurd.” I sighed. “Still, I do feel a bit bad that I took some extra like this. Maybe I will have to do something to make up for this.”

Steam rose off the pan, and I rushed over to slide my pancakes over onto my plate. “Crap.” The food looked a little burnt but alright. I set the plate on the table and walked back over to the cupboard for the syrup. “This should be the icing on the cake.”

After letting the syrup fully cover my food, I pulled out a knife and fork and dug in. The first bite was heaven. “Oh my god, this is even better than at the store.” My eyes watered from delicious bite after bite. I couldn’t help but to quickly devour the meal.

I wiped the syrup from my chin. “Oh my, that was so good. Maybe it did justify the insane price.”

I stood up and made my way back into the living room. “Well, I think I will fire up the Gamestation and play some games.” As I sat down on the couch, I couldn’t get the thought of the blueberry pancakes out of my mind. “I remember the taste so vividly it is like they are still in my mouth.”

The doorbell rang. “Hmm, I wonder who that could be?” I stood up as the Gamestation flared to life and made my way to the front door. There I found Carien as she twirled her hair and stared up at the sky. She smiled once she noticed I had opened the door. “Oh, hey. I thought I would stop by for a visit.”

“Hey.”

I let her inside and closed the door. “So, what are you doing?”

“It is a Saturday evening. You know, just relaxing?”

Carien smiled. “Well, what do you say that I relax with you?” She turned towards me and began to kiss me.

“Ahh, so that is why you came over.”

She giggled. “Of course.” She kissed me once more. “What do you say we take this upstairs?”

“Fine by me.”

She followed me up to my bedroom, where she pushed me onto my bed. “I have been thinking about you all day Sarah.”

“Oh, have you now?”

Carien smiled. “Shut up and kiss me.” Our lips touched one more. “Mhmm.

So warm and tender and. . .” She pulled back. “Why do I taste blueberries in your mouth?”

I sat up. “I had blueberry pancakes right before you arrived.”

“For dinner?”

I shrugged. “Yes.”

“Ok, well then.” She pulled at my jeans. “Let’s get these. . .” Oh my, what is going on with your belly?”

I sat up and kissed her. “Can we just get on with this?”

“No, seriously. You are turning blue. Look at your stomach.” She raised my shirt to show my skin that was once pale, now a dark blue, and it was spreading fast.

“What is going on?”

Carien threw her arms up. “How would I know?” She looked at me with a deep gaze. “But I do find it a bit sexy. I always loved the blue in your eyes, and now I get more of it.”

I laughed. “Well, then I am all yours, Carien.”

As we embraced each other once more, I felt a strange filling sensation wash over me. My breasts felt heavy as we kissed.

“Sarah, stop poking me with your nipples.”

“I am not trying to.”

“I said cut it out. Hey.” She pushed herself off of me. “Wow, your breasts are growing.”

I looked down and saw my breasts were now twice their original size. “This is crazy. Ugh, my bra hurts. Help me stand so I can get it off.”

Carien held out her arm and tried pulling me. “No can do. You are way too heavy. It isn’t just your boobs that are swelling either. You look a bit umm,” She rubbed my round belly. “Let’s say like you expecting something.”

I took deep breaths in and out. “I can feel something filling in every part of my body.”

My clothing began to rip and tear. “Carien, do something.”

“What can I do? I can’t barely help when you grow fifty feet tall, and you want me to help when you swell like a blueberry?”

I put my hand on my chest as my shirt tore in two and my bra snapped off my body. “I am not turning into a blueberry. I may be swelling, and there may be juice swilling inside of me, but I just can’t be.” I squinted as my pants and undies snapped apart. “Oh god, my butt feels huge.”

Carien crossed her arms. “I can’t tell where your butt ends anymore, and your body begins.”

“That isn’t funny.”

Carien giggled. “You are becoming a giant sphere.”

I tried to sit up but couldn’t. She was correct; I was mostly a giant blueberry ball at this point. My arms and legs flailed around as they slowly vanished into my body. “Carien? Help?”

She began to roll me off the bed. “Don’t worry.”

“What are you going to do?”

“Use you as an exercise chair while I play your Gamestation, of course.”

I groaned as she bounced me down the stairs and into my living room.  I never thought I would swell into a blueberry only to be used as a chair.

As she sat on me and fired up my Gamestation, I began to swell, growing even more. Carien placed her hands on me. “This isn’t good. Hey, stop growing.”

“I would if I could. But the juices just keep flooding my body.”

She slid off of me. “We need to squeeze you outside before it is too late.”

I winced. “Don’t use that word.”

She pushed against my body and rolled me towards the door. “Get used to it, my blue friend.”

When we came to the front door of my house, Carien rammed me into the frame. “Ok, Sarah, we are going through.” My body quickly became wedge into the door.

“Carien, stop.” I cried out my head on the other side of the door. “This isn’t working, and I am swelling into the door.”

But she kept pushing and pushing. Slowly I squeezed my way out until, with a massive pop, I escaped my confinement and rolled away to freedom. I was now massive, over twice my size original height and three times as large.

“Are you ok, Sarah?”

“As long as my body keeps expanding, I will be fine.

I just hope that this juice stops trying to fill me up. I can’t imagine I can keep growing forever.”

“You will be fine.”

“We need to do something.”

Carien climbed up my body, so she was near my head.

“I have an idea.”

“What?”

She suddenly started to bounce on me. I felt the juices inside of me run wild. “Carien, stop.”

“We need to get all that blueberries stuff out.”

“I... I feel like. I am going to. . . .”

Suddenly my body burst, the juices escaping all at once. I fell to the ground in a daze as dark inky blackness covered my lawn and my house. Carien landed in my lap, laughing. “That was fun. Let’s do it again.”

I tasted the blueberries deep inside my throat and a familiar filling sensation in my breasts. “I think we might. Don’t you worry. This time I think you get to join me.”