Blueberry Tease, The

It was dark and gloomy among the corridors of the infamous chocolate factory during the early stages of the night.  There wasn't a whisper amid the large metal walls and doors, and the machines just hummed away silently - almost ominously - as they awaited activation the following day.  Until then, however, the entire factory was locked down from the outside; the only possible entrance and exit being the minute ventilation shaft on the far backside of the humongous structure, a particularly easy screwdriver-job away from intrusion which two curious individuals were about to exploit.

"Come on, Amy!  Hurry!" Dan whispered and beckoned his hand in quick waves gesturing the nervous girl towards him.  He awkwardly adjusted the collar of his grey button shirt which hugged his skinny torso, with a pair of navy-blue denim jeans on his lower half.  "If we don't go now, we won't have a great deal of time to explore the place!".  Amy took several sheepish steps forward to stand just in front of Dan, and she looked him right into his blue eyes with her own of hazel.

"What if we get caught?" she asked, standing in the moonlight which cast a strip of light through her sandy-brown hair and highlighting the edges of her vivid red dress and matching flats; not the most suitable apparel for a breaking and entering job, Dan couldn't help but repeatedly think to himself.  Still, the most difficult part was to crawl through the vent to the interior.

"We won't get caught, Amy.  There's no one around, and I've been checking all week for cameras around here.  Trust me, just come on!" Dan waved his hands again impatiently until Amy pursed her lips.  She stood in front of Dan, who was holding up the metal slat square of the vent, and then she crouched down onto all fours.  Amy awkwardly shuffled her way into the vent and, after crawling forward a few feet, Dan followed suit.

Dan and Amy had both been close friends for the best part of five years.  Their friendship kindled early in high school, where they sat alongside each other - or close to each other - for the majority of their lessons.  Although Amy had always secretly admired Dan, he failed to return the interest.  It didn't stop the two of them hanging out, though, and they had forged a solid friendship during their time together.

"Couldn't you have worn a longer dress?" Dan quipped with a chortle as his short brown hair brushed against the metal ceiling of the shaft.  Amy scoffed and carried on crawling, a little bit quicker infact as though that comment persuaded her.

"Stop looking at my butt!" she squealed, albeit playfully, until she reached the covering vent on the other side with a clunk.  "Erm... now what?"

"Well, you'll have to push hard from the bottom... There shouldn't be any screws for this vent.  I think..." Dan said, fiddling his lip about his teeth.

"You could have planned this a bit better, don't you think?" Amy retorted before following Dan's instructions.  She placed her palms on the bottom of the metallic square and pushed hard; a little too hard, however, as the vent flew open like a lid, and Amy tumbled through into the room with a loud clunk.

"OW!" she shrieked, clutching her hands as her palms had taken her fall.  "Metal flooring, how typical!" she added rashly before hurrying to her feet.  Dan simply slid out smoothly and jumped upright, standing before Amy with a smug grin.

"That's how it's done." Dan said proudly, only producing a scoff from Amy in response.  She turned her head around and let out a loud, long whistle as the room in which they had just entered came into view.

"Whoa..."

"Whoa indeed..." Dan replied in a bit of a drone as he started to take in his surroundings.  The room was quite large, dimly lit, and had variously sized and shaped machines scattered throughout it.  There must have been over a dozen machines; neither Dan nor Amy counted, they were both in awe.

"Dan, this... This is amazing..." Amy said with excitement starting to creep into her tone, the incredible nature of the room in which they both stood dumbfounded blowing the pair of them away.  "Just look at all these machines!!  They must make such incredible, amazing sweets, and chocolate..." Amy's mouth started to water just at the thought.

"Well, I guess this must be where Wonka makes new things..." Dan looked around with a confident nod at his own statement.  "All these machines are completely different, right?  If the room was meant for batch production, then there would be loads of the same machine... But with every machine different, I bet he's testing out products..." Dan stroked his chin curiously, looking around the room with a look of intrigue.  Amy just shook her head.

"No, Dan.  I know that look.  We came here just to witness all this stuff, not try anything.  I mean, what if it's not ready to eat yet?  What if it's not safe..?"

"Oh, don't be so melodramatic." Dan replied and laughed off Amy's comment.  "I came here to taste, not to look.  So go ahead, pick a machine out at random.  Since you're being a baby about it, I'll be the one to try it."  Amy rolled her eyes at Dan.

"Fine." She said without any amusement before turning around to scan the room once more.  She looked for the biggest, weirdest-looking machine that she could find, and she soon found it quite comfortably.  Sitting at the back of the room was a machine thrice as big as the others, and had numerous pipes and cylinders shooting from it like erratic plumes.  "That one!"

"Hm.  Well, it does look cool, I guess..." Dan said whilst walking towards it, scratching the top of his head as he surveyed the huge contraption.  Amy followed closely, quite frightfully as though she anticipated it to do something.  It did look very odd, like something out of a Dr. Seuss story, but both Dan and Amy started to sniff with appreciation as a variety of delicious smells started to drift into their nostrils.

"Mmm... What is that?  That smells incredible!" Dan said, licking his lips, and Amy just shook her head with disbelief.

"I don't know, it... It almost smells like someone's cooking dinner..." She replied with a look of wonder on her face.  The smell was as strong as standing in the kitchen of a restaurant as they both stood right in front of the machine, and Amy noticed a slowly blinking red button on the underside of the control panel.

"Hey, Dan... What'll happen if I press this?"

"Well, I'm no expert, Amy, but... Judging by the fact that it says 'On/Off' right next to it, I'm assuming it'll turn it on." Dan said wittily much to Amy's frustration.  Dan just chuckled and nodded. "Go ahead, turn it on.  I want to see what this incredible machine has in store for me!"  Amy looked at Dan with doubt in her eyes for a good five seconds before obeying.  She placed her hand on the button and pushed in.  They both suddenly jolted back as the machine roared loudly into life, catching them both off guard.  Dan and Amy exchanged a look before returning their focus to the machine which whirred, beeped and hissed away, pumping substances through its many chambers and pipes, valves spinning and lights flashing, all the while the smell intensifying.  After around twenty seconds, the machine spluttered to a halt, and something clattered into the production tray next to Amy.  Dan peered over excitedly, trying to see what it was.

"Come on Amy, don't keep me in suspense!  What is it?!"

"It's, erm..." Amy mumbled, thinking of how to word it, but she thought best to show Dan herself.  She picked up and held out a small, yellow pellet.  Dan furrowed his brow deeply and leant in, monitoring the little thick cube.

"Is that... gum??" Dan asked with an unimpressed tone.  Amy shrugged and nodded.

"I guess so." She twirled it between her fingers and slanted her lips.  "Sorry, Dan.  I was hoping for something a little better, too.  Well, it might be a saving grace.  Besides, something might go wro--" Dan didn't even give Amy the chance to finish her sentence before he snatched the gum from her with a lightning fast swipe.

"Hey, I told you, I came here to eat stuff.  Who knows, this piece of gum might be full of delicious, juicy cholocate flavours or something!" Dan said with excited eyes and, without further ado, pressed the gum between his lips.  He began to chew slowly at first, mulling the gum around his mouth as though it were fine wine.

"Well?  How does it taste?" Amy asked curiously after just seconds of Dan chewing.  He rolled his eyes at Amy.

"Hang on, hang on... I'm getting something... It's..." Dan's eyes suddenly grew as wide as dinner plates; the persistence to chew was starting to pay off for him as an amazing taste started to enter his mouth.

"It's... it's incredible!!  It tastes like tomato soup... Wait, it IS tomato soup!  It tastes so much like the real thing!" Dan beamed excitedly, starting to chew a bit quicker.

"Well, that is an odd taste for gum..." Amy scratched her head, a bit confused by the choice in taste of the gum she watched Dan chew away on eagerly.

"Oh my god, wait, it's changing..." Dan frowned a bit as he tried to acquire the new taste, smacking the gum around in loud chomps, and once again he stood amazed with a richer taste pouring from the gum.  "Roast beef!  And baked potato!!  It's so damm good!!" Dan was lost in the flavours of the gum, and Amy started to put the pieces together.

"Wait a second..." Amy said whilst frowning, looking up as though calculating.  "So, you've had tomato soup, which is a starter... And you've had roast beef, which is a main course... That just leaves the dessert--"

"Blueberry pie and ice cream!!" Dan blurted out, cutting Amy short of her sentence, as the dessert hit Dan with an intense wall of fruity flavour.  Dan's jaw was going wild at this point as the succulent juices tantalized his taste buds, the juices proceeding to run satisfyingly down Dan's throat and into his stomach.  "This tastes amazing, Amy!  It's the most amazing experience ever, and all from a piece of gum!"  Dan was so entranced by the flavour of the wondrous three-course gum that he paid no attention to an ominous tingling slowly forming on the tip of his nose.  He put it down to his body getting shivers, even as the tingling started to work its way through the rest of his nose and into his cheeks.  Dan's eyes were closed softly in bliss, his mouth chomping and chewing away wildly.  Amy squinted and leaned in slightly as she thought she something; the thoughs being confirmed as she saw it start to spread.  What started off as a little blue smudge on the tip of Dan's pale nose was now a huge blue patch which had engulfed his entire nose and was well on its way through his cheeks.

"D-- Dan..." She stammered, trying to get his attention whilst watching the colour spread over his face as though an invisible person were painting it.  Dan hummed to himself, still chewing, completely hyponitized by the gum and its marvellous tastes.  The dessert was just so juicy, so fruity, but by now it had left him with a completely blue face.  The colour wasn't done there, however, as it began to creep steadily down his neck and vanished under the collar of his grey shirt.  "Dan!" Amy called again, this time with harshness and concern.  Dan blinked hard and shook his head before looking at Amy, who was looking back at him with a face like thunder.

"Erm... What is it?"

"Dan, your... Your face, it's completely blue..." Amy mumbled, the words pretty much just falling out of her mouth.  Dan just snorted a bit and continued to chew rhythmically, a bit too rhythmically for him to be doing so manually.

"Nice try, Amy.  You'll have to do better than that!" A broad grin spread across Dan's completely blue face, the hue starting to flush a bit deeper, close to a rich violet which had engulfed most of his visible flesh.  The colour returned at his wrists, which then worked through his hands and fingers, the vibrant colour slightly visible through the material of his shirt.

"For fuck's sake, Dan, look at your hands!!" Amy spluttered.  Dan frowned and looked down, only to let out an unsettled yelp.

"What the fuck??" Dan reacted with shock, twirling his hands about in front of his face.  He didn't realize, but even his short hair was now dyed a pale blue.  Dan pulled the top of his shirt forwards a bit and let out another yelp.  "I'm... I'm completely blue!  Goddammit, Amy, what am I going to do??  I can't go anywhere looking like this!"  Amy was at as much of a loss as Dan was.  She had her hands on her head which she was shaking slowly.

"I told you, I told you TWICE.  I knew something would go wrong!  We're so gonna get caught!  We're gonna get in trouble--"

"Hey, I'm completely blue here, I think I've got bigger problems right now!" Dan snapped, still looking down at himself in a fluster.  "Damm, damm, damm!  I... Wait a minute..." Dan cocked his eyebrow, and he focused on himself chewing.  He looked at Amy with a bit more concern on his face.  "I... I can't stop chewing..."  Amy just laughed to herself.

"Yeah, right, stop messing around.  Come on, stop chewing and we'll just have to go get help--"

"No, Amy, I'm being serious!  I can't stop, I can't even spit the stupid thing out... And why does it still taste like blueberries?!  Surely it should run out of taste by now!" Dan was getting angry, angry at himself for not being able to stop chewing and at his new colour.  A loud, rumbling gurgle soon changed the tone; it even echoed a bit around the room, and Amy looked at Dan with a frown.

"Was... was that you..?" She asked, looking hard at Dan, whose eyes had screwed up a bit.  He started to rub around his midsection, pressing into it and hearing another loud gurgle come from inside him.

"Ohhhh... I feel funny..."

"Okay, the gum is clearly dodgy, you need help right now befo--" Amy cut off again, but this time it wasn't by what Dan said.  Rather, it's by what he was doing.  Amy noticed a small yet steadily growing thickness under Dan's shirt, ever so gradually pulling the material a bit tighter and smoothing out any wrinkles.  Dan was quick to notice and looked down quickly, his jaw dropping against his chest before resuming to chew away uncontrollably.

"WHAT THE F--" Dan started to say, but got cut off as his belly suddenly bulged out rapidly to form a thick, beach ball-sized mound of flesh under his top.  The mass continued to grow slowly after that.  Dan looked up quickly at Amy, his blue eyes frightened and shocked.  "Amy, I... What is happening to me?!" Dan asked Amy, urgent for reassurance, but Amy was at a loss for words.  She simply looked on, her mouth half-open and her gaze fixated on Dan's distending midsection.  His hips were starting to fill out a bit, forming thick love handles which started to noticeably bulge over the waistband of his jeans while his shirt slowly started to lift up.  This only revealed more of his belly flesh which was still expanding, pushing forwards and starting to put strain on the buttons of his shirt.

"Oh my god, I'm... I'm getting fat!!  Oh shit, I don't want to look fat, I'm skinny!!" Dan wailed, pressing hard on the expanding globe of his gut in an attempt to push it back in, but the flesh pushed back into his palms and bulged through the gaps in his fingers.  "Amy, please, do something!!"

"I... I don't know..." Amy shook her head, "Dan... What if this is some kinda punishment for eating it??  Y'know, making you blue and fat?" Amy shrugged, trying to think of a possible scenario, whereas really nothing really made sense to either of them.  Dan was in a panicky state as he was only getting fatter and plumper by the minute, seams starting to split down the sides of his shirt which was high enough to reveal his sunken belly button.

"B--but... When's it gonna stop??" Dan asked anxiously, still quite desperate for assurance that he was going to be alright or stop growing soon.  But Amy had no idea what was going on, and she was just as helpless to stop the swelling as much as Dan himself was.

Dan's jaw was still chomping away wildly, mouthful after mouthful of juice gushing down his throat and filling into his stomach.  The belt around Dan's jeans started to pull tighter as his hips continued to surge out, blossoming around the creaking leather strap, his hands curling across the underside of his ballooning belly as though to support the heavy growing orb of flesh.

"Amy, nnghh... Why isn't it, nngghhh... stopping??" Dan grunted, reaching his hands down to tug at his belt uncomfortably, but the strap was so tight that it cut into his middle and allowed no finger room to try and snap it.  Just to make matters worse for Dan, he felt the juice start to pool in his backside, causing the cheeks of his rear to slowly fill out in the back of his jeans and pull the denim clad across them.  His eyes grew wide, and his hands rushed behind him to feel his ass expand like basketballs.

"Oh god..." He groaned with dismay, the sensation of his backside fattening beyond explanation.  The swelling was still focused on his top half, however, as his chest started to widen, thickening forward aswell as out, and the tightness of his shirt produced the outline of his engorging nipples.  "Amy I'm... I'm blowing up like a balloon!!  It's not stopping, please, do something!!" Dan was becoming more and more frantic with each passing second in which the growth didn't stop.  He didn't know which part of his body to focus on.  He finally settled back on his stomach as a button pinged off of his shirt, flying across the room and exposing more of Dan's massive blue belly.  His belt was becoming agonizingly tight, refusing to give and clinging tightly to his blimping waistline, the dark denim jeans starting to creak louder as his legs filled them up like swollen tree trunks.

"Oh my god, Dan... You're not blowing up like a balloon..." Amy stuttered as she started to work things out.  She'd taken note of his colour, his inability to stop chewing, the final course of the gum, and the thick sloshy nature of his body.  Dan returned the start of her statement with a perplexed frown, just as the buckle of his belt finally gave way.  He was about to let out a sigh of relief, but he grunted again as he realized the strap had remained intact, still in the loopholes of his jeans, and it stretched tightly still restraining his hips.

"What then, Amy??  I feel so goddamm full, I... I'm frickin' huge!"  Dan wailed, flustered, blushing a bit as he felt utterly embarrassed to look so ridiculously obese in front of Amy.  Not to mention the tightness of his clothes which seemed to be merciless against his billowing form, another button finally giving way on his shirt, quickly followed by another, leaving just two holding it together as the material clung tightly to Dan's engorged chest.

"I... I think you're turning into a blueberry..." Amy said sullenly, almost pitying Dan's plight, particularly as he shook his head with disbelief, and a few tears welled up in his eyes.

"N-- no... That's not possible..." he said shakily, but he didn't even believe his own words.  It made too much sense.  As much as he tried to deny it, the fact was that he was becoming what he was eating.  "Amy I don't want to be a fucking blueberry!!  I... What the hell kind of gum is this?!" Dan blurted out with mixed emotions; angry, upset and confused.  His crotch was starting to billow out during the next stage of his transformation, pressing hard against the front of his jeans which didn't take much persuasion.  The button and zipper holding the front together burst apart in unison, and the front of his clad white underwear bulged out.  Dan blushed again, the realization that he was soon going to be naked hitting him, and he tried to reach round and conceal his billowing flesh.

"Amy, please... Don't watch this... I don't want you to look at me, just... Go off and get some help..." Dan said quickly, his tone a pleading one, as he urgently tried to get Amy's eyes off him.  But she was too absorbed, looking at him with fascination as his burgeoning crotch started to push between Dan's legs, and his ass cheeks started to surge out like two huge beach balls, bulging over the back of Dan's skin-tight pants.  "Go, Amy!  Don't look at me, please!!"

"But it's not every day you see someone turn into a blueberry... I just have to see this..." Amy replied robotically, refusing to budge much to Dan's dismay.  He was urgent to get rid of her, but he couldn't get her away.  Dan tried to take a step forwards towards her, but he only managed a fat, heavy waddle which caused his huge body to slosh about violently.  The sloshing caused his shirt to explode open and the remaining leather strap of his belt to snap clean off, dropping from the loopholes of his stupendously tight jeans and falling to the floor, only allowing his body to surge out rapidly free from restraint.  As relieved as Dan felt from the liberation of his body, he felt even more embarrassed as this only meant a step closer to total nudity.

Dan tried to reach around to cover himself once more, but he was quite a way off from making his hands meet around his monstrous belly which was twice the size of an exercise ball.  As though to add to his woeful plight, Dan's arms started to thicken, filling out the sleeves of his shirt which clung to him despite being wide open, and his fat upper limbs spread out from his shoulders in a T-position.  He grunted, gritting his teeth inbetween chews and wiggling his fingers, just about the only mobility he had left in his upper half.

"F--fuck!!  Amy, I... I can't move!" Dan stammered, grunting and moaning, feebly moving his fingers about on the ends of his chubby blue hands.  Large holes started to form in his jeans, particularly at the back and down the sides, as his ass and legs thickened to huge proportions.  The denim finally gave way, falling to the ground in tattered shreds, and exposed the sorely stretched material of his underwear.

"Well... You could have listened to me, but..." Amy pursed her lips and shrugged nonchalantly, starting to show little to no sympathy towards Dan, who was still ballooning out of control.  His legs had become fat blue cones, looking like tree stumps pushed into a splits position to accomodate room for his expanding crotch and belly.  This along with his splayed arms made him look like an obese blue starfish.

"Amy stop messing around and do something!  I'm gonna burst..." Dan groaned, grunting as his underwear started to floss between the two huge globes of his backside like a taut piece of string, and his manhood began to make a prominent outline as the front of the material tensed against his pelvic region.  Aside from the thong-like underwear clinging to his waist, ass and crotch, all that remained of Dan's clothing was his sneakers which made loud skidding noises as his legs spread apart, forcing his feet outwards across the metallic floor.

"Oh, you won't burst.  You might wish for it once you're so huge and tight though..." Amy chuckled menacingly as she started to get immersed by the situation.  She found herself in a position of dominance, relishing every inch Dan grew.  He was starting to feel the pressure intensify by the second, his whole body starting to take on a rounder shape as it swelled out in every direction.  His cheeks blushed as he felt his nipples start to harden, thickening into bullets atop his engorged chest which began to press against his chin making it more difficult to chew.  And yet he carried on chewing, slowly but surely, piling juice by the gallon into his ripening physique.  

"Amy... Pweash... Hewf mwff... MMMPHH!!" Dan muffled, trying to beg, but his eyes widened as he felt his cheeks swell out like two blue coconuts pressing tightly into his swollen purple lips, puckering them like a fat ring.  The remnants of Dan's engorged neck began to pull deeper inside his body, until it vanished into his expanding form, allowing his head to press hard into a thick, bulging crater.  "MMMPHH MPPHHHH!!!" Dan muffled frantically, barely able to move his swollen blue fingers, even his hands rendered immobile as his burgeoning sides engulfed his wrists.  Amy just stood on watching with a devious grin, noticing the splits and tears in Dan's jeans become larger until, with a merciful RRRRIP!, they shredded off and dropped to the floor.  This only allowed a five star view of the painfully stretched underwear clinging on to Dan's lower half, cutting into the gargantuan girth of his waistline and wedging uncomfortably between the yoga ball mounds of his ass cheeks.  Amy was more focused on the front, however, as Dan's member began to thicken noticeably, stretching out into a forced erection as the juice pooled into it.

"Excited, are we?" Amy chuckled, biting her bottom lip as the front of Dan's underwear burst open, and his thickened blue foot-long surged out, tight and smooth, the bulbous head engorged and purple.  Dan let out a whimpering cry as his cock stretched out further, thickening in girth proportionally, and despite the waistband of his underwear snapping and allowing his body to bounce outwards, some of the string-like material still remained lodged deep in his ass crack.  It was hurting a bit, but not as much as how far his legs were spreading.  The flooding expanse of his crotch was flooding downwards, as were his immense ass cheeks, prepared to take his weight.  Dan could feel his shoes constricting tightly, laces tightening, as the juice began to ooze slowly into his feet, determined to fill every pitiful inch of him.  He grunted as the material creaked loudly, the laces beginning to snap down the fronts and tops.

"MMMRRPPHHH!!!" Dan screamed, balancing desperately on his swollen toes as his feet lifted up, the mass of his body swelling too big for him to keep them on the floor.  He let out a dull, deep groan as the underside of his body touched down onto the cold, hard floor, swollen balls compressing against the metal.  Dan's feet lifted up, soles facing out as they rose, until his body engulfed his ankles.  His hands and feet pressed into thick, bulging divots of blue flesh, the pressure causing his shoes to burst off - rapidly followed by his socks - and his plump, juice-logged feet and toes sprung out.  He couldn't move an inch, nor could he speak; he was limited to his eyes looking down at the devilish Amy pleadingly.  Dan began to rock slightly on the spot, his body now completely round and ripe, swelling fuller and wider until he spanned a good eight feet across.  Yet still he filled tighter, fuller, his cheeks ballooning out wider and his chin bulging out under his fat face.  His engorged chest began to smooth out, the fully erect nipples thickening and starting to ooze a bit of juice.

"Oh, my god..." Amy stammered, "I'd say you're ripe now, sweetie!  Ripe and ready for juicing... That is, if I feel like juicing you..." Amy chuckled menacingly, taking a slow step away from Dan, who began to muffle and plead her urgently.  He could feel his cock fill thicker, jutting out from underneath him like a turgid blue pole.  Despite the crippling humiliation and helplessness, the forced erection started to make Dan feel aroused; the arousal roared into sexual desperation.  He groaned out in a soft cry as he felt a thick, warm blob of juice jut out from the tip of his swollen cock, tracing slowly down the shaft.

"I've got my very own blueberry boy..." Amy sneered, skipping around Dan, who grunted as he tried to follow her.  She disappeared behind him, and reached her finger out to press into his firm, rounded back.  Amy started to hum gently to herself as she walked slowly around the helpless berry, her finger tracing along his body as she walked.  Dan quickly realized that if she kept going, she'd touch his cock.  That's all he wanted; one touch.  He began to muffle and whimper desperately, pleading Amy as best as he could as she went close to his stomach.  Amy was just inches away now.  Dan was muffling so much that juice was starting to trickle out of his tightly sealed lips, dribbling clumsily down his bloated chin.  "You're ready to explode in more ways than one, huh?" Amy chuckled, and she moved her finger to the base of Dan's thick blueberry penis.  He was screaming now, so urgent to be touched, but Amy just looked up and grinned cynically.  "I'm sure you can wait an hour or so, right?" She chimed, taking a step back and slipping out of her red dress.  Amy stood before the groaning Dan in just her taut red thong and bra, which did little to conceal her curvaceous figure.  The mere sight of the nearly nude Amy caused another blob of juice to spew from the engorged head of Dan's cock, almost catching Amy on the foot.  She looked up and grinned, reaching around and unclasping her bra to unleash her large tempting breasts.

"MMPPHHH!!!" Dan screamed again, every passing second feeling like crippling sexual agony.  He'd touch himself if he could, but his fat blue fingers were several feet away and pulled deep into his ripe blueberry body.  He rocked slowly on the spot, completely rigid and immobile from all the juice which was still pumping into him.  Dan's eyes welled up, tears rolling down his bloated blue cheeks as the pressure intensified with each helpless chew.  Amy walked over slowly, a grin spread across her face, and she gently curled her fingers around the turgid shaft of Dan's cock.  He instantly screamed out, thrusting his feet with urgency to climax, and Amy got a blob of juice on her chest as it spewed from Dan's frantic member.  "You want me to juice your big, fat, berry cock?" Amy asked sensually, biting her bottom lip, and slowly tipped Dan onto his rounded back.  He swayed back and forth, sloshing about with his tremendous cock sticking up like a flagpole, and Amy slowly slipped out of her thong.

"Let's relieve some of that pressure, hmm?"