The Blueberry Factory

The Blueberry Factory

Pam looked through a chain-linked fence. “There it is.” She pointed at the broken-down factory in the distance. “Told you I found a sweet-looking pad.”

Quin shook her head. “I don’t know. Place looks spooky.” She rested her hands on the fence. “Besides, look at the no trespassing sign.”

Pam turned her head. “Oh, come on. That thing has a major layer of rust on it.” She pulled herself up the fence. “You are not scared, are you?”

“No? Quin looked around. “I just think there are better areas to hang out.” She put her hands into her pockets. “Besides, if we go too far into these forsaken areas, it will be hard to practice for the gaming tournament next week.”

Pam jumped down and landed on the other side of the fence. “Hey, I have a hotspot in my backpack, remember. We are going out there to practice on our own and get a leg up on the competition now; come on. Are you scared that the place is going to be haunted or something?”

Quin narrowed her eyes. “No.” She began to climb the fence. “But I still think we should be careful.”

Pam narrowed her amber eyes. “Why? We are the only ones here.”

“Because. Ouff.” Quin shook her head after she landed on the ground. “Weird things have been happening lately. Didn’t you see the news yesterday? That poor reporter turned into a massive blueberry.”

Pam snorted. “I am sure that was a publicity stunt. People can’t turn into blueberries.”

“Still, I think we should be careful.” She took a tentative step forward.

Pam laughed. “It will be fine.” She patted Quin on the back. “Now, let’s go explore for a bit. I want to find a place to set up before nightfall.” She ran off towards the broken factory doorway. “This is so cool. Come on, Quin.”

“Coming.” She scratched her arm as she walked towards the factory.

The pair entered the building. Pam’s boots crushed ancient glass as they walked through the dim light. Rusted pipes snaked through the complex, and long-stopped conveyor belts sat with corroded boxes still on them. Pam rushed over to one of them. “Hey, maybe we can get lucky.” She threw the grimy cover open, and a bunch of blue flies flew out.

Quin winced. “Ugh, I hate bugs.”

Pam laughed. “It is alright. They are not going to hurt you.” She turned her head and looked into the box. “Hey, it is empty.”

“What do you expect? This place must be a hundred years old? Do you expect to find anything?”

Pam narrowed her eyes at Quin. “Hey, I am sure we can find something. Besides, we will find a charming room to ourselves here so it won’t be a total loss. Oww.” Pam shook her hand. “One of those damn flies bit me.”

Quin hugged herself. “I told you that those damn things were nothing but trouble.”

“It is fine. Really.” She walked towards a nearby doorway. “Now, let’s explore more of the factory, shall we?”

“Huh, fine.” She followed Pam deeper into the complex. They passed through rooms filled with broken siloes, rusted and corroded machinery, and strange-looking symbols. Quin scratched at her dark hair as they passed through the odd rooms.

“Who do you think ran this place?”

“I don’t know. I don’t recognize the insignia's around here.” She threw up her hands. “A round blue ball with three lines through the center? Whoever had a symbol like that for their brand? It is crazy.”

Pam rushed towards a ramp on the other end at the other end of the room. “Hey, look at this.” She tried the rusted door. “I bet if we could get in here, it would be perfect for our gaming sessions.”

Quin narrowed her green eyes. “But the lock looks rusted shut.”

Pam gripped the handle. “With just a bit of effort. Ughh.” She pulled as hard as she could. “We can get inside.” Quin put her hands over her ears as the door slowly opened, the hinges making a horrible screeching sound as it did so. “There we go.”

Quin walked up. “It looks like some kind of control room.”

“Perfect place to set up, don’t you think?” She walked inside and set her backpack down. “Maybe there will even be some prehistoric outlets or something like that.” She reached into her bag and pulled out a flashlight. “Let’s look around, shall we?” Pam turned on the light and turned around. “Wow.”

Quin crossed her arms. “I don’t think this is a control room.” She walked over to the table in the center of the room. “Looks more like a break room of some kind.”

“Oh ya. Then what are all these musty pages and books doing here?” She opened up one of the musty tomes. “There isn’t too much I can read here. Hmm.” She put her finger on the page. “We are in the process of shutting down the factory. Despite our advancements in blueberry production, we have had some accidents, and it is no longer profitable to keep the factory running. Tomorrow morning I shall start a sweep of the building to try and make sure all the vats are sealed so no more accidents can happen in the future.”

“Sounds creepy.” Pam pulled out her laptop. “What do you think it means?”

“I don’t care what it means. I think we should head back. It is clear this place was shut down for a reason.”

Pam laughed. “Hey, that was many, many years ago.”

“Umm, Pam.”

“We are completely safe here.” She pressed the power button on her laptop.

“Pam.”

“Now, get out your laptop, and let’s get some practice in.”

“Pam!”

She threw up her arms. “What?”

Quin pointed at her. “Your arms. They are turning blue.”

“Oh, they are not. You are just paranoid.” She turned back towards her computer. “Get your laptop out while I set up the hotspot. I hope we get reception in here.”

Quin walked over and grabbed Pam’s arm. “I am serious. Look at yourself.”

“Hey, let go of me.” She pulled away from Quin. “What has gotten into you? When we get online, I don’t want any of this bullshit.” She pointed at her friend. “You hear me. Huh?” Pam noticed the strange blue rash creeping down her arm towards her hand. “What in the world is that?”

Quin narrowed her eyes. “That is what I was trying to tell you about, you stubborn pig head.”

“Well, help get this crud off of me.” Pam scratched at her arms. “Hurry.”

“I don’t know what I am supposed to do.” She sat down in one of the moldy chairs. “Maybe nothing bad will happen?”

Pam slammed her hand down on the table. “Bad? I am turning blue. Look at me.”

Quin nodded her head. “Ya. Your face is starting to look all purple and stuff.”

“What am I going to do?” Pam put her face into her hands. “I can’t go out in public like this.”

“Smile.” Pam winced as Quin snapped a photo on her phone.

“Hey. Give me that thing.”

Quin jumped to her feet. “Nope.” She looked up at the ceiling. “Well, maybe if you do something.”

“Ugh, what?” She paced back and forth. “Anything so I don’t look like a smurf on the internet.”

Quin smiled. “You agree that coming here was a horrible idea. We leave immediately and never try and come back to this horrid place again. Once we are safely back at my house, then and only then will I delete the photo.”

“But this was to be our new hang-out spot.”

Quin turned around. “Hmm, maybe Christen would love to see this.”

“Oh hell no. You are not sending that to her.” Pam reached for the phone. “We were roommates in college for one year.  That does not mean you keep sending random photos to her.”

“Well, then, promise me that we won’t come back here.” Quin crossed her arms.

“Ugh, fine.” She scratched at her chest. “I am starting to feel weird anyway, so we should get going.”

“Weird? You mean besides being entirely blue?” She ran her hands along Pam’s hair. “I mean even your hair.”

“Hey.” She pushed Quin away. “Don’t touch me.” Pam shook her head. “And my hair is not blue. Ughh.” She put her hands on the table. “My stomach feels so ugh full.” She narrowed her eyes at her bangs as they fell in front of her face. “Oh, come on.”

Quin chuckled as she patted Pam on the back. “I told you. Now come on. Let’s get out of here while there is still daylight.” She narrowed her eyes. “Hey, are you alright?” She sniffed the air around her. “Why do I smell blueberries all of a sudden?”

Pam sat down and rubbed her stomach. “Ugh. Everything is so tight.”  Her eyes widened. “I think I am swelling.”

Quin took a few steps back. “Oh my god. You are. Your belly is expanding outward.”

Pam pressed down on her chest. “Well, make it stop.” She groaned. “Ugh, it feels like something is slowly filling up my insides.” She ran her hands along her hips. “Wait, it isn’t just my belly that is expanding out.” She stood up. “My whole entire waist is getting bigger. Oh my god.” She ran her hands along her waist as her jeans began to rip and tear.

Quin gave Pam a half-smile. “Umm, I don’t know if we can stop it.”

Pam grabbed her friend. “We have to try something.” Quin’s eyes went wide. “I can’t just keep growing and growing like this.” She winced as the button on her jeans ripped apart.

“I can try and put a tube in you and see if you leak out.”

Pam waved her arms and widened her stance. “Oh no. Don’t you dare.”

“We have to try something. Unless you want to keep growing.” Quin chuckled.

“Well, you are not sticking holes in my body. I feel like I am going to burst as it is.”

“Ok, ok,” Quin gently pushed Pam as she waved her arms about for balance. “We can figure something else out.”

After she had stabilized herself, Pam narrowed her eyes at Quin. “Don’t ever touch me again. I could topple over and never get up.” She looked down. “I am so big. My legs are vanishing into my waist. My butt is growing, and my breasts are swelling. My chest looks like I swallowed a massive beach ball.” She groaned. “And I just keep going. I look like that poor news reporter. I am turning into a blueberry. I don’t want to be a blueberry.”

Quin walked back towards the door. “I, umm, will be right back.” She rushed out the door.

“Hey, don’t leave me.” Pam tried to take a step forward, but the weight of her body was too much; she quickly fell onto her chest and bounced on the ground. “Ouff.” She put her hands on the cold floor as her blueberry-stained t-shirt began to rip and tear. “Great.” She tried to pull her shirt over her swelling body, but the effort was in vain. Slowly but surely, her body became more and more spherical. Pam took deep breaths in and out as she tried to keep calm. “You will get through this. Don’t worry.”

Dust suddenly filled her vision as a loud crashing sound rang through Pam’s ears. She tried to cover her ears, but her body was too round, and her arms could no longer reach her head. So instead, she dug her head into her blue body.

“Well, are you ready to get out of here, Pam? Oh wow, you are really big now.” She looked up to see Quin holding a sledgehammer.

“You came back.”

Quin walked forward and tapped Pam on her round body. “I wasn’t going to leave you. I just had to figure out how to get you out of here.”

“We could have gotten a head start of that.” Pam narrowed her eyes.

Quin walked around to the backside of Pam and began to push. “I needed to make sure I could roll you out of here first.”

“Or?”

“Don’t think about that. Just think about soaking in that crisp evening air when we get out. That is what blueberries like, right.”

“Yaaa.” Pam shook her head. “Wait, no.” She closed her eyes as her head rolled against the pavement; when Pam came out on the other side, she sighed. “Don’t say stuff like that. I don’t want to think like a blueberry. I am not a blueberry, ok.”

Quin laughed. “Alright. Alright.” She sighed. “Nice blue tits, though.”

“Quin!”

She laughed. “What. I am just giving you a compliment. They are huge, after all.”

“Just focus on getting me out of here.” Pam groaned as her shirt began to rip. “I am not sure how much more of this I can take.”

“Don’t worry. We will be outside in a jiffy.” Quin rolled Pam into the other room and towards the stairs. “Now, are you ready to go down?”

Pam looked at the half of dozen stairs between her and the ground floor. “Umm, maybe wait until I swell a bit more?”

“No way. You are hard enough to move as it is. Here we go.”

“Wait, no. Oww, oww.” As Pam bounced down the stairs, her shirt ripped in two. “Oh no. Oww.” She landed down on the cold floor on her swollen breasts. “Ohhhh.”

Quin rushed down the stairs. “Hey, are you alright?”

“Yes. I think I am fine.” Pam took a deep breath in. “That was an experience.” She shook her head. “Now, can we get out of here?”

“Of course.” Quin pressed on her friend's slowly growing body. “Once we are out, we need to figure out how to get all of this juice out of you. You are heavy.”

“But they haven’t been able to do that for anyone in the hospitals.” Pam winced as her head hit the floor once more.

“But I saw the lady on the news swell into a blueberry like you and turn back.” Quin paused.

“Though I think she popped.”

“Popped! I can’t pop. I would rather fill up until I am three times my current size than explode.”

“Ugh.” Quin winced as she squeezed Pam through a doorway. “Just calm down. I think the stress is making you fill up with juice quicker. I can feel your insides churning. It is so weird.”

“Well, get me out.” Pam tapped the side of her body with her hands. “I can’t be stuck in here. No sunlight to sustain me. I need sun to eat.” She blinked. “No, stop thinking like that. I don’t need sunlight. I am not a blueberry.”

Quin squeezed Pam through another doorway and sighed. “Ok. Just the entrance, and we are out.”

“Good. I am ready to be rid of this place.”

Quin looked up at her friend. “But even if we get you out of the building, you are not going anywhere. Look at you, Pam. You are a good for feet taller than me.” She slapped Pam and sent ripples through her body. “And look at how round you have become. Your breasts, arms, and legs are starting to sink into your body.”

“We will figure something out. We always do.”

Quin sighed. “You are becoming too big to manage. I am sorry I might have to come back to get you.”

Pam twisted her head. “But I can’t just stay here.”

Quin ran her hand along Pam’s body. “Hey, don’t worry. I will at least roll you out into the grass and sun. Let you soak in the rays. I think that way you can enjoy yourself. I mean, you were saying you wanted some sunlight.”

“Yes, I was.”  Pam shook her head. “No. Stop putting these juicy thoughts in my head.”

Quin began to roll her towards the massive factory doors. “Just accept it for now until I can come back tomorrow. Possibly with a truck or something to carry you back home.”

“Ugh, but.” Pam shook her head. “We came here to get away and have fun gaming. I didn’t come out all this way to spend the night and be a giant blueberry.”

“Hey, if you want, I can go and get your laptop, turn on some voice recognition, and put it near your head.”

Pam smiled as she rolled outside. “That would be nice.”

“Ok. I will be right back.” Quin rushed back into the factory.

Pam looked up at the sun and grinned. “That feels so good.” She relaxed her massive body. “Sooo good. Like a relaxing bath after a long day. The juices inside me just feel all warm and fuzzy all of a sudden.” Pam blinked. “I can’t believe I am saying this, but I feel good, really good. Maybe this wasn’t as bad of a thing as I thought.”

“Hey, Pam, I am back.” Quin tapped the side of Pam’s body and sent ripples of pleasure through her body. “Still want your laptop?”

“Oh yes. Bring it up here.”

Quin pushed a ladder next to Pam’s body. “Ok, I will be up there in a second.” She quickly climbed up to Pam’s head. “How are you doing?”

“Oh, just lovely. Being big and blue is just wonderful. You should try it.”

Quin set the laptop down by Pam’s face. “I think I am fine.” She pressed the power button. “I have class tomorrow and need to attend. I don’t want to risk failing this semester.”

“You don’t know what you are missing.”

Quin slid down the ladder. “Right. I think that juice is going straight to your brain. Anyways I will be back tomorrow to try and help you home.”

Quin walked towards the fence and sighed. “I can’t believe this even happened. I know I saw this on the news but seriously. Pam turned into a giant blueberry. I do hope I can get here out of here tomorrow.” She climbed over the fence and landed on the other side. “Now I have to get home and get ready for tomorrow.” As she walked away, she didn’t notice the blue fly crawling around on her leg.