Odd blog find
Hello, thought I'd post this from an old blog I found. It might not be your cup of tea, but I thought it was interesting at least. While I find the other anxieties and explicit things the author struggles with intruiging, this post in particular is interesting. Anyway, maybe it will give someone story ideas or something?
http://wdls.blogspot.com.au/2005/08/im-dreaming-of-becoming-blueberry5.html
I'm Dreaming of Becoming a Blueberry....(5)
I got pretty drunk while I watched Willie Wonka....it's a great movie, and I was pretty happy while I watched it. Those of you who've seen the movie might remember the little girl, Violet....
Ahh, Violet....just a dumpy little thing, round faced, full cheeks and only a hint of a double chin, big, beautiful eyes....the soft sort of face I was developing. Long, straight hair, like mine, but without the hint of curl and less body, a frumpy little dress....Violet. A bad, selfish little girl who grabs some forbidden gum and chews it, even while Wonka is telling her, "Don't...wait....stop...."
But Violet doesn't listen, and SHE BEGINS TO SWELL. The look of incredible surprise on her face is instantaneous....her body rounds out, pops the buttons on her dress.....she must feel her skin stretching, feel all ripply and wiggly as she expands into a juice ball....she must KNOW that this horrible thing is happening BECAUSE OF THE GUM, but SHE KEEPS ON CHEWING- SHE CAN'T STOP! She's horrified, sure, but she's fascinated at the same time- the gum tastes good, and it must FEEL food to her budding sexuality, her body that's primed and waiting to slowly fill out anyway; it must be kind of orgasmic- all eyes are upon her, and she LOVES that, the little attention whore. This is the most horrible thing that's ever happened to her, but she doesn't want it to stop....IT FEELS GOOD!
Soon, she is completely swollen into a giant purple blimp; her arms and legs have been swallowed; she is immobile, and on her face is the most phenomenal expression, a mixture of the MOST INTENSE surprise, horror, revulsion, fear, humiliation, utter helplessness, fascination and wonder that it is possible for a girl to experience, ALL AT THE SAME TIME....
And it all came clear to me then- I want to BE Violet! I want that look on my face ALWAYS...I want to turn into a giant juice ball, to have tiny midgets roll me away to who knows where....I want to forget I ever was Brianna and just become Violet, to exist in that moment always....
But wait, there's more to that story. The Oompahs have to juice Violet fast or she'll POP....they roll her like a ball into a special room, stand her upright (hands and feet still helplessly wiggling) and cut off her dress. She sees the swell of her own giant belly, tiny nipples standing freakishly erect and now a purple so dark they seem almost black against her plum colored body....her skin ripples like the surface of a bubble....then one of the Oompahs runs a large hose somewhere below her equator- INTO HER CUNT- and Violet would gasp her first gasp of budding sexuality if her cheeks weren't so swollen she couldn't make a sound. All that juice begins pouring out her cunt like jissom, enough jissom to fill a six foot balloon, and Violet CUMS- how hard? How fast is that purple jissom running out of her? A quart a second? A gallon? Violet is cumming her brains away, and she wasn't that smart to begin with. How long does it last? An hour? Two? Violet screams with top-of-her-lungs, mindless pleasure as soon as she can....so incredible, so intense, TOO INTENSE.... she wants it to stop, but it won't....
Soon, Violet is back to "normal"- she's still that plum color, of course, always will be, and her mind may never be right again, but is she ready to go home?
No! She has to stay at the Chocolate Factory forever, because she can swell again at any time- she WILL swell again, that's certain, but when? One thing's for certain, any sweets she might eat will make her swell IMMEDIATELY....
But the piggy, selfish little thing lives in a Chocolate Factory! How long will she hold out? She walks in a constant state of fear and longing- fear of swelling, yes, but longing for what? Candy? Or the swelling itself?
So Violet breaks, and Violet swells up again....this time, though, the danger is not so great, because her body is more able to handle the change. The Oompahs let her "stew in her own juices" for a half hour or so, and they take the opportunity to sing a mocking little song at her.
Wonka comes in. "Violet, you've been given a wonderful gift. You will be the living example to millions of children everywhere of exactly what happens to bad, selfish little girls....." He keeps talking, but now Violet's body knows the juicing is coming, and she wants it like a junkie wants the needle, or like a dirty little whore like me wants a good, dirty fucking....Violet's body jiggles with unbearable anticipation, and Wonka's words are hard to focus on....finally, the juicing comes, and the waiting makes it SO much better than before....
Every time, the juicing is better, because the wait is longer.
Eventually, Violet hits puberty....her breasts develop like other girls, but bigger, fuller, and now when she swells, her breasts swell, too, so now she becomes a purple sphere with two medicine ball jugs attached to her chest....the Oompahs attach a milking device- just like they use on cows- on each tit....Violet learns what it's like to be MILKED, to cum in a DIFFERENT way.....no one has ever come like Violet cums....
She becomes a beautiful woman, tall and curvy, but even between swellings, her enormous breasts fill with the purple juice...she has to be milked twice a day- Wonka takes care of that; he does it PERSONALLY...and he takes care of something else, too; he fucks her FOR REAL- often- and makes her feel beautiful. So when she swells, the humiliation is greater, the sense of loss- she realizes how grotesque her transformation really is.
Finally, Violet begins to swell almost continually, filling with juice as fast as the Oompahs can pump it out of her. They have to run a new tube up her ass to juice her (in addition to the old ones)- THAT FEELS FANTASTIC.....the process takes days or weeks now, and the Oompahs run another tube into her mouth to feed her....it pumps a steady flow of nutritionally enhanced tapioca pudding, and Violet has to swallow a big mouthful every few seconds to keep from choking. The tours of children come through to point at her and mock her, and the Oompahs give her headphones so that they can pump in the sounds of their derisive laughter over the noise of the machines....Violet is only normal size a couple of days a month now, during which time Willie Wonka makes her feel like a lady.....
What a wonderful life Violet has! I want it....I want it BAD.