Feeling Blue

An experimental drug cures Cassie's morning sickness, but brings interesting side effects.

“Mmgph blork, uhhh…”

Dry heaves are no fun. I should know, I get them almost every month. My own semi-private little nightmare to go with my period. So whenever that time of the month rolls around, along with the bloating, the cramps, and the water retention, I get-

“Blokqua, uhh…” Morning sickness.

“Cassie, are you alright?” My boyfriend, Josh is such a dear. All through this, he brings me tea and toast in bed until my time passes. Fortunately he has a very understanding supervisor at his job.

My brother-in-law, Steve, is Josh’s supervisor at Juniper Chemicals, he’s married to my sister Sandra, and she gets the same morning sickness dry heaves that I do when her time of the month rolls around. So Steve is very sympathetic towards Josh.

Josh came into our bedroom bearing a tray of hot orange pekoe and dry toast. I heard him set the tray on the nightstand. He then stuck his head into the bathroom. “Cassie, are you alright?” he repeated. I shook my head no, and then stuck my head back into the toilet as I was struck by another heave.

My legs were trembling as I stood to wash my face in the sink. My hair was soaked with sweat and my stomach hurt. I felt like hell. Josh took me by the hand and brought me back over to the bed. He then pulled back the covers and tucked me in, and put a cup of tea in my hand.

“Our lab is testing a new over the counter paregoric today,” said Josh, between sips of tea. “it might help your morning sickness. I have some stuff to bring home from the lab tonight, and I will see if I can sneak you a test sample.”

“Oh would you?” I said. I imagine I sounded as miserable as I looked. “This is the worst yet, I don’t think I can stand another day like this.”

“Of course,” he said, kissing my cheek, “I hate seeing you suffer like this.” Then he got up and put on his coat and went to his job. I tried to nibble on a piece of toast before giving up and getting ready for my morning classes.

I hate morning sickness.

I was watching TV in the front room when Josh came home from work, with a rack of tubes under his arm. I bolted to open the door before he could drop the salvation to my mornings spent with my head in the toilet. “Did you get it?” I asked with some impatience.

Josh showed me the vial of green fluid on the end of the rack. “This should be enough to get you through the rest of the week,” he explained, “and by then your ‘problem’ should be over. This stuff is a concentrate of the final product, so it’s a little strong though.”

“And Steve didn’t object?” I asked.

“Who do you think suggested it?” my boyfriend replied. “Your sister is about to start herself, and Steve wants to know if this will be any help.”

“Ooh, I hope it does,” I replied. My sister and I are twins, and between us, we always begin within a week of each other. You can almost set your calendar by us. And if what I was feeling was any example, she would be seriously miserable.

“Ok, how do I take this stuff?” I asked.

“You take one tablespoon before you go to bed,” Josh explained, “And if you are still feeling ill, take another tablespoon in the morning. That should take care of your symptoms.”

“Great!” I exclaimed. “So what’s the rest of this stuff?”

Josh picked up a vial of blue fluid and held it up to the light. “Catalyst for a new form of organic rubber,” Josh explained, “The stuff is makes regular rubber molecularly unstable, so we can mold it into anything. We then use ultraviolet light to stabilize the mix, and voila we have what ever you want. We can even make super tough tires without vulcanizing or steel belting, but there is one little hitch.”

“And that is?”

“The super rubber returns to its state of molecular instability when the UV is taken away,” Josh continued. “Then all we have is a pile of super stretchy rubber that won’t hold any shape. I’m trying to figure out the stabilizing factors so that there’s more to the new rubber than just over sized party balloons.”

“Hey,” I said, “without party balloons, I wouldn’t have any breasts.” And it was true, I was six foot even, and without almost any curves to me. My hips flared out a little, just enough to show that I was a girl, but other than that… My sister on the other hand, has a very luscious figure, with breasts that go almost into the EEE range. No wonder she had snagged Steve so quickly. No one even believes that we’re sisters when we go out into public.

I gave Josh a wicked smile and tugged lightly on his tie. “Come here you good boy,” I said teasingly, “you did me a great big favor, and I intend to pay you back for it.” I led him back to the bedroom by his tie, his work could wait.

The sun wasn’t up yet, when my stomach woke me up. As the alarm clock came to life, I slammed my hand on the snooze to keep it’s shrill buzzing from waking Josh. I had made love to him all night to repay him for getting me my medicine, and then, exhausted from my efforts, fell asleep without having taken it. Real smart Cassie.

I slipped out of bed and made my way to the dining room where Josh had left his rack of tubes. As I got to the end of the hallway, I doubled over as that foul acid taste filled the back of my throat again

Feeling my way along the dining room wall, I found the switch for the overhead light. As the switch clicked into its on position, the bulb gave off a blinding flash before burning out entirely. “Great,” I thought. Taking only mincing steps, I went over to the table and felt for the rack of tubes. Upon finding it I quickly followed it to the vial on the end that that my medicine was in. I pulled it out of the rack, thumbed off the stopper, and downed what I later learned were half the contents.

As I walked back to the bedroom, I felt my stomach begin to settle down. By the time I got there, my morning sickness had all but ended. I went into the bathroom and clicked on the light, still figuring that I had gotten my medicine, and held up a half empty vial of blue liquid.

“What happened?” Josh asked me. What had woken him up was the sound of me accidentally dropping the vial onto the floor. I had been startled by what I had drunk, and the vial had slipped out of my hand. Fortunately it didn’t break.

“Oh man,” said Josh when he saw what I had dropped, “You’re lucky that this stuff isn’t toxic. Are you alright?”

I nodded and told him how I had gotten the vials mixed up. “On the bright side,” I said after I had finished, “It got rid of my morning sickness.” I started to giggle.

“You are nuts,” he replied, “You know that?”

Josh got out of bed and went into the kitchen to fix breakfast. Good, I had an appetite again, and didn’t want to waste it. Josh fixed bacon, cheese omelets, hash browns, and, my favorite, French toast; which I devoured with gusto. Yum.

“When I go to work today,” Josh said, “I’ll get the report on the tests we did on this stuff, on my lunch break. It should tell us of any side effects we should watch out for.” I nodded.

“I don’t have class today,” I said, “so I’ll wait by the phone for you to call. Ok?” Josh nodded and then headed back to the bedroom to get ready for work.

“You should sell the blue stuff for the paregoric, and use the green to stabilize your rubber,” I shouted after him.

I went back into the bedroom and crawled under the sheets, and slept until ten.

The phone rang while I was in the bathroom. I came out of the bathroom and picked up the extension. “Hello?”

“It’s me,” Josh replied, “I got the report. It says that the rats that in the lab changed color about two hours after ingesting the catalyst.”

“Lemme guess,” I replied, “They turned blue, right?”

“Yeah, how did you know?”

“My skin is picking up some blue highlights,” I explained, “and my hair is turning a rich royal blue at the roots. I like it, it’s kinda pretty.”

“Well, the color change is semi-permanent,” Josh explained, “Your skin will continue to deepen in color until you are almost all sky blue.”

“You said ‘semi-permanent’,” I said.

“Yeah, the color fades when exposed to UV,” he continued, “So if you want your skin to be normal, just go lie in the sun for a while and it will fade for a couple of hours.”

“And my hair?”

“That blue is permanent, I’m afraid.”

“Good,” I replied. I told Josh that I didn’t like being a skinny blonde, and that the blue in my hair made me feel more exotic. “You’re enjoying, this aren’t you,” said Josh finally. I just giggled. “Look, I’m going to bring home a copy of the report,” he continued, “There are some other side effects I want to check you for, they aren’t really fatal, but…”

“Better safe than sorry,” I replied, “Well, you go enjoy your lunch hour, and when you come home, be ready to cheer up your girlfriend. I’m feeling sort of blue.”

“That was horrible,” he said as he hung up the phone.

I was feeling very sexy as my skin color deepened. The sun poured in through the bedroom skylight as the time approached one o’clock. Not wanting my color to fade just yet, I dashed over to the closet, and pulled out the see through nightgown Josh bought me as an anniversary present. I then ran back to the bathroom, and closed the door.

The nightgown was a scarlet color and came with a matching pair of panties, that I slipped on under my tee shirt. I then shucked the shirt and slipped the soft, satiny garment over my now blue shoulders, and buttoned the buttons. The garment’s red hue went well with my new color, even though it didn’t fit exactly right. The nightgown was my size, and designed for a woman of my height, but the bodice had been intended for a woman with a much fuller bosom than anything I had to offer.

“It wasn’t as though Josh could try it on himself,” I said, “Oh well.” Closing my eyes, I sucked in my stomach and took in a deep breath, imagining what I’d look like if I had my sister’s figure. Those soft swelling curves, flowing down my body, my hips being able to swish and sway as I walked seductively. The bodice of my blouse snug at my breasts, more than it is now. Wait a minute.

I opened my eyes and looked down. It was true, in the bodice of my nightgown were two small yet full blue orbs, about the size of small oranges. I had only had nipples on my chest before, the rest of me was flat as a board. Now here were these two cute little bumps of flesh sticking out where none had ever before. Wow, but what had caused it? All I had done was suck in my stomach, and in…hale!

I had inhaled, and then all of a sudden, there were these two little breasts sticking out. I sucked in my stomach again and inhaled deeply, this time not letting my breath out, and this time keeping my eyes open. Slowly, but suddenly, my breasts began to grow from the size of oranges to grapefruit, and they were still swelling, growing bigger and fuller. As I grew another cup size, I put my hands on my breasts and felt them swelling in my hands. They were light and bouncy, yet soft, full, and very sensitive. I closed my eyes and sighed as a tingle of pleasure went from my breasts down into my privates. I opened my eyes to see that my bodice snuggly hugging a pair of breasts that were the size of honeydew melons.

I giggled like a schoolgirl, ever since I was a little girl I had been using balloons to pump up my figure. Now here I was doing the same as before, only I was the balloon. I liked it, it was fun growing bigger in just a few seconds, and so sensitive too. I teased my nipples erect and shivered at the waves of pleasure that tingled through my body.

“One more time,” I decided, “To give Josh a big surprise.” I inhaled as deeply as I could and held my breath tightly, and got a big surprise myself. My nice trim flat belly suddenly billowed out like a sail filling with wind, and when it stopped, I looked like I was six months pregnant. “What the…” I said with great amazement. What happened? I did everything I did the other times, or so I thought. Then I remembered the other times I had sucked in my stomach, I didn’t do that this time. So the air just followed the path of least resistance and filled up my belly.

I pulled the slip of my gown over my belly and admired the cute bulge in my tummy. My belly had grown as sensitive as my breasts, and I liked the way the satin felt as it brushed over my taut skin. I drew in another breath and watched the swell in my belly slowly grow bigger, fuller and rounder. I loved it.

I slipped into the bedroom and admired myself in the full length mirror. I couldn’t believe how much this was turning me on. My hand drifted down to rub my privates, only to coax out an orgasm more powerful than anything that I had experienced before. As I continued the caress, I started to breathe heavily as the pressure of another orgasm built up inside of me. As the wave of pleasure crested and crashed inside me, the sensations of satin on my skin, sent me into greater heights of ecstasy. I went to my knees and writhed with pleasure on the floor. My breath coming in short pants and gasps, as one great multiple orgasm filled me to the brink of tantric bliss.

I collapsed on the floor to sleep of the sensations.

When I woke up an hour later, I couldn’t believe it I was huge. My breasts looked like two halves of a watermelon, and my belly was the size of a beach ball, a biiig beach ball. What had caused me to grow so big, I didn’t know. I took in a deep breath and let it out. No, no growth. I decided to sit down on the bed and puzzle this out

Let’s see, I thought, I was standing, playing with myself. I started to breath heavily, and then panting as it got better. I snapped my fingers. “That’s it,” I said aloud. All that heavy breathing made me grow some more. Wow, I was huge and I could get bigger anytime I wanted. I started to rub my new size, it sent sensations up my spine, down my mound, and through my toes, and I absolutely loved it.

As I rubbed my belly, a thought crossed into my head, I wonder how I let the air out. I exhaled sharply, nothing happened. With a little effort, I let out a small burp, which changed nothing I was still huge. Well maybe Josh would know how to shrink me back down. But til then… I sucked in my stomach-as best as I could under the circumstances, and inhaled, my breasts swelled up and bumped against my chin.

With a little experimentation, I found out how to control where the air went. When I inhaled gently and held it, my breasts would rise and swell, but if I held my breath in forcibly, then all the air would just rush down into my belly. Now my chin was buried halfway down my cleavage, and my belly was bumping against my knees. Now if I could only find out how to make my bottom swell up then I could sit comfortably. Hmm.

I squatted down and stuck out my butt. I then flexed my stomach muscles and forced in a deep breath. My bottom swelled out like a pair of ripening melons, goodie. Now I could sit on the floor without having to worry about my belly tipping me over onto my back. I let my bottom swell until it touched the floor, and lifted up my feet. This was getting fun, and I wanted more.

I continued to blow myself up bigger and bigger. Soon, my rich red nightgown looked like an open parachute. I giggled madly as my big blue belly forced my legs apart and started to put pressure on my pubis, and still, I wanted to be bigger

Soon, my belly touched the floor, and began to tip me over backwards. No problem, I just flexed my stomach muscles and let my butt lean me forward. I rubbed every inch of satin covered skin, that I could reach, trying to coax out one more of those monstrous orgasms. As I continued to grow, my thighs began to get more cone like, and my shoulders began to look like pillows, very fat pillows. C’mon, I thought, just one more. My thighs shrunk into my swelling bottom, as my ankles began to grow full and round. I slapped at my belly, trying to see if that would trigger it, and received an enormous shock of pleasure. Ah-ha. I pushed on my belly, making it sway from side to side. It rubbed softly against my pubis and sent tingles of warmth and pleasure through my skin. I began to breathe heavily and immediately felt myself growing again.

“Oh yeah,” I sighed. I massaged and stroked my swelling girth, feeling wispy circles of warmth flowing through me. It began to feel like someone was setting off fireworks inside of me. I was beginning to cum. More, I thought as I stroked and kneaded my swelling flesh, I want to-

Suddenly it felt like someone had lit a fuse in my privates. A sparkling warmth that slowly traveled up my spine, and out through my flesh, making me itch with pleasure and desire. The higher it got, the more I began to feel explosions of warm numbness throughout my skin. I was starting to pant and gasp for breath, and hoped that the pressure, or the pleasure, wasn’t to much for me.

I felt the warm sun from the skylight on my skin. It felt good after all I had been through. I sighed and I opened my eyes. My skin was almost back to its normal light tan, in fact it was a slightly darker tan that it originally was. Some how I had fallen onto the bed on my stomach

I heard the front door open. “Cassie,” called Josh, “I’m home.”

“I’m in the bedroom,” I replied. I enjoyed seeing the look on his face when he came into the room. “Oh wow,” he said, his eyes bulging in their sockets.

“Big aren’t I?” I said smugly. “Was this the side effect you were talking about on the phone?”

“Yeah,” he said, “Part of it. You won’t shrink down until the sun goes down, and you skin turns blue again. Unless we do this the long way.”

“I’m game what’s that”

“Well, when you stablize like this,” he explained, “all the air gets trapped your fat cells, like maybe a couple of hundred calories worth in your case. All you need is a little exercise.”

“Exercise?” I said loudly, “Josh I can barely move, what kind of exercise can a person who can barely move.”

“Oh,” he said running his fingers along my side, “I’ll think of something.”

We burned a lot of calories before the sun went down. I still looked kind of fat when my skin returned to it’s blue tones. Josh got the rest of the air out by massaging the skin and letting it breath. “There,” he said, “Your all nice and slim again.”

“Good,” I said, “now I can give you your surprise.” I inhaled gently and let the bodice of my gown fill til it was overflowing, and then smothered Josh with my heaving bustline. The possibilities for me had become endless.

“Do you think we should tell Steve to give Sandra a vial of the catalyst?” I asked. Josh just chuckled in my cleavage.

After that night, I never got morning sick ever again. I don’t know what caused it to happen, but I can tell you one thing. I don’t feel blue any more.