Chelsea

Chelsea was bored. No-one was going to pick her up for two hours, She glanced in her full length mirror and viewed herself "2 hours picking this out and they are going to be late?" she moaned. She was wearing her dark brown hair short to just above her shoulders. Leaning back on her desk she smiles at her short tartan skirt and strappy white top, so close it looked like a slip or night shirt, accentuating her breasts, she pouted and stuck out a hip for effect. "Not bad" she muttered, as her hand bumped into something on her desk.

"What? gum? I didn't buy any gum." she looked puzzled at the appearance of the little packet. She looked closer. "Blueberry. Hmm Well it never hurts to freshen your breath before you leave" She smiled and unwrapped the cube, popping it in her mouth. The flavour was intense from the moment she bit on it, like whole blueberries bursting on her tongue, she closed her eyes as she chewed more...

Chelsea stared wide eyed in shock at the mirror, gone was the lithe girl ready to go out for a night on the town, in her place a huge sphere of blue, Gripped tightly by straining cloth, She had watched in disbelief as her body had changed to this enormous globe before her eyes, her reflection showing a mix between surprise and fear. She flapped her chubby hands, all that remained as her arms slowly shrunk into her body. Her feet on tip toe as her round body rocked her back and forth. Somehow here skirt was clinging on, despite riding up like a belt exposing skin tight panties, Her top riding a little over her stomach showing an amazing stretchiness as it was holding her heaving breasts in with some previously unknown strength almost every breath she took the seemed to swell a little more causing the material to creak ominously. Her belly button visible on her taught belly as she had become more spherical. Chelsea groaned "I'm wider then I was tall, why cant I just pop and get it over with?" as she felt more juice fill her

Her head protruded just enough for her hair to touch her body, as she had swollen her head was drawn down so her neck was seemingly gone. "I need to pop" she mumbled through gritted teeth, "please please just let me burst, its to...much ... pressure I want...to pop!" A small tear escaped her eye smelling of blueberries, and she winced feeling another surge of growth slowly lifting her feet from the ground, her lower half now touching the ground, lifting her making her a nearly perfect sphere. Her cheeks filled further and even her lips swelling and plumping, making her eyes spring wide in worry "mmmph what...is hapnin" she grunted as the pressure made it harder and harder to talk.She could feel the mobility in her fingers and toes leaving now as even they filled rigid. "Help!" she moaned through tight full lips "I'm too big.... need... to pop." almost in answer, her phone rang , her head turning a little as she realised a chance had occurred, she tried to stand on tip toes but her feet missed the floor, "no please I need to... no.. can't ...move" she panicked. Chelsea's answer phone beeped "Chelsea? You there its Jane"

"Here...Please...come..need...help" panted Chelsea in desperation, knowing that she could not be heard

"I think she went into town already" she heard Jane say to others. "Ok babes we will see your sexy ass in town met you in O' Niels"

Chelsea squealed "please just... pop now... no more" as the phone cut off her hopes fading fast, another surge and she felt her skirt and top tighten further as she grew."wanna...pop...too...full..." She knew that she needed help or she may pop. "Phone ... help" she gasped and attempted to shift, but her weight unbalanced her making her tip forward, slowly "noooo" she wailed

Her eyes widened as she felt a prick in her side as she slowly fell on to her belly, She remembered she had left her heels off and near her for when she was ready to go. One must be pointing up, as she realised this she slowly tipped forward further. Eyes wide, Flapping frantically, Chelsea tried to right herself "No nonononon" she tried to shout but her lips were to plump to let her shout loud. The point felt sharp as she leaned harder on it, deeper, pushing into her thinly stretched top like a needle on a balloon, "Please help me someone!" she whispered as the spike finally pierced her top resting now on her drum tight skin as she fell further forward onto the sharp heel. "Please!" she moaned "Help... I ... Don't...want to..." She was cut off by a huge BOOM!