Bluestanding Good Time

Bluestanding Good Time.

Quin closed the door to her college dorm room and slumped down. “I can’t believe that just happened.” She pulled out her phone. “I do hope Pam will be alright, though. Maybe I should have rolled her more out of the factory. She did turn into a giant blueberry after all, and I didn’t want anything to happen to her.” Quin shook her head and scratched her short dark hair. “Oh, what am I saying? Pam will be alright.” She narrowed her green eyes at the photo of Pam transformed into a massive 19-foot tall blueberry. “I just wonder how I will get her out of there tomorrow.”

“Hey, Quin. I see that you are finally back. What did you get, blueberries or something?”

Quin quickly shut off her phone and shoved it into her pants pocket. “Oh hey, Marry. How are things going? Also, I just had blueberries a bit ago, but they are all gone.”

“Fine. Had to spend the day studying over at the historical library for an exam.” She stretched her arms. “Remind me why I had to take a course in creative writing?” She sat down and put her head in her hands.

“What do you think the library would help with that class?”

“I don’t know.” She shook her head, her long blonde hair shaking from side to side. “Maybe learning about the lives of Shakespeare or Poe might rub off on me and give me some brilliant insight.”

“I don’t think writing works like that.”

She lifted her head. “Well, why can’t it?”

Quin shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know. I guess just because it is too easy and since when is life easy?” She walked over and sat down on the side of the bed. “How long are you going to be up for?”

“If you are asking for permission to blast away on that game you love so much, go ahead.” Marry stood up and walked towards her room. “I need the rest for tomorrow anyways. Some of us need to get actual sleep, you know.”

Quin laughed. “Well, I guess I will see you in the morning then. Night.”

“Right. Say hello to Pam for me.”

Quin gulped. “I will. Hey, how is your boyfriend doing? Garry?

Gaven?”

“Gregory.” She smiled. “He runs his own department store.” Marry smiled. “He is such a nice guy.”

“Cool. Well, I will see you tomorrow.” Quin smiled and pulled out her laptop. “Night.”

“Night.” Marry walked into her room and shut the red oak door.

Quin turned her attention back to her laptop. “Ok, time to have some fun.” She cracked her knuckles. “And make some salt rivers flow.” A strange blue fly buzzed out of her backpack and crawled onto her shoulder as she typed away on her laptop. It crept up towards her neck and looked at the computer screen for a moment as the home screen of Champion’s Arena flashed on the screen. Then the bug sunk its teeth into her neck.”

“Oww.” She slapped at her neck, but the fly buzzed away. “What in the world was that?” Quin shook her head and grabbed her headset. “Whatever. I need to focus. I have to practice for both Pam and me now that she is a giant blueberry. Sheesh.”

Quin logged into the game server and noticed that none of her teammates were on. “Where is everyone? Please don’t tell me I have to group with random people to practice tonight.” Quin rolled her eyes. “Things are just going great today. I can’t even get the smell of blueberries out of my head.” She sighed. “Well, I guess I should stop wasting time and just queue for a game even though it is going to suck.”

As she navigated the game menu, the smell of blueberries intensified. “Oh god. I might have to turn on a fan or something.” She waved her hand. “This is getting a bit ridiculous. It is almost like Pam is still here. I do think she is kind of lucky. Being so big and blue like that.” Quin ran her hand along the side of her leg. “All of that juice flowing inside of your body. Making your insides squirm. It must be so nice.” Quin shook her head. “What in the world am I saying? I need to just play a game and put Pam and this blueberry nonsense out of my mind.”

She clicked the ready button and sat back. “Ugh, five-minute queue? Great.” She sat back and scratched at her hand. “The queue times are just juicy tonight, aren’t they? But, ugh, what am I saying? And why do my hands feel all jittery?” Quin looked down at her hands and jumped up. “No, no-no. Why are my hands blue?” She pulled up her sleeves. “And it is spreading up my arms. Oh god, I can feel it spreading.” She rolled her eyes. “It feels so jittery and juicy.” Quin paced back and forth. “What am I going to do? What am I going to do?”

“Everything alright in there, Quin?”

She turned her head. “Oh yes. Everything is just juicy, I mean swell, I mean fine.” Quin put her hand on her forehead and walked towards the door. “Just focus on getting a good night's rest, ok.”

“Then stop making so much noise. Us creative types need our rest.”

“Right.” Quin chuckled to herself and lowered her voice. “I thought Pam was a bit nuts.”

She walked over to her chair and sat down. “What am I going to do? In just a bit, I will end up like Pam did. I giant blueberry with juices flowing inside of me.” Quin shuddered at the thought. “Ohhhhh.” She blinked. “Get a hold of yourself. Pam didn’t have such a hard time with this. What is going on?” She wiped blue sweat from her face. “I should just focus on playing this game while I can, I guess.”

Quin’s eyes went wide as her nipples hardened. “Ohh my.” She put her hands on the desk. “My breasts feel so warm and full.” Quin began to rub her boobs. “What a strange feeling.” She sat back and smiled. “I don’t know what Pam was so upset about; this feels good.”

Her breasts began to expand outward and caused her shit to press against her skin. “Oh my.” Quin stood up. “Why am I just juicing up here?” She jiggled her blue melons. “All of this juice is like making my breasts so big and heavy.” She giggled. “It feels so nice.”

Quin shuddered. “Come on. Get a hold of yourself.” She took in a deep blueberry-scented breath. “Need to think before I swell up like Pam did.” She put her hand on her head. “But it is so hard with all of this pressure.”

Suddenly a button on her shirt burst off her body. “Ohh.” Quin put her hands on the desk and giggled. “That feels a bit better.” She put her right hand on her hip and giggled again. “Oh my. I think I am betting a big old butt.” She looked down to see her thighs and butt swelling up like balloons. “I should be freaking out, but this just feels so good.” Quin ran her hands over her body. “Oh my. All of this juice squirming inside me and spreading. Like fuck.”

Quin blinked. “What am I saying? I have a problem here.” She walked over to the sink. “I need to figure out something to stop this before this ugh wonderful feeling gets any worse.” She ran her hands along her right breast. “It just feels so good.” Quin shook her head. “Come on. Snap out of it. You don’t want to be a giant blueberry like Pam, do you?”

She turned on the faucet. “Now think.” She threw her hands under the running water. “What can I do to slow and stop this?” She rubbed her wet hands on her swollen butt. “Ohh, that feels so good. The water on my skin.” She groaned. “Ohh, I can’t take it. The juices inside of me are bubbling.” Another button burst off her shirt and flew into the mirror. ‘Oppsie.” Quin giggled as her pants ripped and exposed her giant swollen ass.

Marry opened the door to her room as she rubbed her eyes. “What is going on? Why are you making so much noise in here, Quin?” She looked up and blinked. “What in the world? Am I dreaming?”

Quin turned her head and smiled. “Marry! How are you doing?”

“Umm, are you ok?”

“Never better.” Another button snapped off Quin’s shirt, and the zipper on her pants came undone. “Why?”

“Because well, look at you. You are all blue.” She waved her arms about. “Your boobs look like swollen balloons. And your hips. Did you stick a hose into your pants?”

Quin laughed. “No. It is just juice. Wonderful juice.”

“Uhuh.” Marry took a step forward. “Should I call someone for help?”

Quin shook her head. “No way.” The last button on her shirt popped off, and her giant breasts ripped open her shirt, now only held back by her bra. “I feel so good. Why ruin it.”

“Quin, your body is swelling like crazy. We have to do something.”

Quin rubbed her groin and groaned. “Yes, I think I know what we should do.” She walked over to Marry, her pants sliding down her blue body. Quin then ran her hand along Marry’s arm and giggled. “I feel so full and succulent. Want to take a spin with me?”

“Quin. You know I am seeing Gregory.”

“Hey.” She pulled at Marry’s nightshirt. “We don’t have to tell.”

“Come on, Quin. I don’t, ohhh.” Her eyes went wide as Quin touched her breasts. “Quin, stop that.”

Quin giggled. “Come on now.” She ran her hand along Marry’s neck. “It will be fun.”

Marry laughed. “Your skin is so soft.” She ran her hands along Quin’s giant breasts. “Oh god. They are so big and squishy.” She closed her eyes. “Ugh, ok. But don’t tell Gregory.”

Quin ran her hand over her mouth. “My lips are sealed.”

“Ok, then I guess it wouldn’t hurt for one night.”

Quin pulled Marry onto the ground and giggled. “Oppsie.” Her eyes went wide. “Oh god, the juices inside of me are singing.” She quivered as her body continued to slowly swell. “My breasts feel so full and sensitive.”

“So this feels good then?” Marry pressed down on Quin’s giant boobs and caused Quin to squeal.

“Oh yes. Yes.” Her chest began to swell. “The blueberry juice is swilling inside me, making my body feel so alive.” She twisted her head back and forth as she enjoyed the most intense orgasm of her life. Juice squirted out of her nipples and onto Marry.

“Oh, I am sorry.”

She laughed. “It is fine. I like you this way.” She ran her hands over Quin. “All big and blue.” She licked up the blueberry juice. “Soo sweet.”

“Ohhh.” Quin shuddered in joy and blueberry juice swelled inside her body. Her pants ripped part as her lower half rapidly swelled in sweet ecstasy. “Oh yess.” She threw her hands around Marry and kissed her as her breasts swelled even more.

Marry ran her hand along Quin’s giant sensitive breasts. “Oh, Quin.”

Quin groaned as she continued to swell, and her bra struggled to contain her massive breasts. Blueberry juice began to seep out of her nipples as Marry licked her skin. “Oh fuck yes.” Quin’s bra snapped off suddenly, and she popped into a massive sphere shape. Marry flew into the air and landed on top of Quin, laughing. She then kissed Quin, her tongue swimming inside her mouth as she squeezed Quin’s nipples.

Quin’s eyes widened as the juices inside her pressed against her skin. She began to swell rapidly with a smile on her face. “I am so fucking full.” She took in deep breaths as her orgasm intensified and her breasts pressed against the ceiling. “Oh god, it is too much. I can’t hold it in any longer.”

Blueberry juice exploded from her nipples and sprayed Marry. “Ohhhhhhhh yesss.” After a few seconds, Quin stopped and sighed. “That felt so good.”

Marry climbed up Quin’s slippery body and threw her arms around Quin’s wet neck. “That was wonderful.” She shook her blueberry-drenched face. “We will have to do this again sometime.”

Quin laughed as she began to shrink downward. “Maybe. But I don’t know if I can do this on-demand. That and I thought you had a boyfriend.”

Marry laughed. “If you can become a blueberry like this again, I can promise to keep this a secret.” She bopped Quin on the nose. “This was fun.”

Quin laughed. “Yes. I do hope we can do it again.”