Blueberry

Fruit Fly, The

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With a grunt Alex raised the shutter door, the pale blue of the outside lamps filtering into the storage unit.  It was spacious and kept fastidiously clean, with a cot, mini-fridge, and portable electric stove suggesting that he had spent more than a few nights in here.  As Alex and Reverie stepped inside he let the door close behind them, plunging them into darkness until he turned on the flood lamps, bathing the room and its contents in light.  By the far wall were two metal boxes a bit larger than chemical toilets, with tight bundles of cables at their bases leading to a t

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Two Cups Full

This story contains breast expansion caused by blueberry inflation. Just a heads up.

The speed in which he hit shift+tab could only rival The Flash himself. Cheryl pretended not to notice the quick window switch as she walked into the office, her boyfriend's body visibility tensing up when she came in. She kept her smile to herself. "Hey babe?"

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Taking Advantage

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Her watch beeped three times, signaling seventy-five percent ripeness.

"Paul!" Jessica called out, flapping her arms on the bloated sides of her filling form. "Paul, it's time! Hurry!"

The sound of rushed footsteps could be heard coming down the hallway, panting breath coming from her best friend as he turned the corner, holding onto the doorframe. He pulled up his brown shorts, adjusting his round fogged glasses on his face. "I'm...here!" He said between deep breaths.

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Violet costume blueberried

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Amazon had a pseudo-Violet costume up around Halloween, I decided it would lend itself to being inflated into a blueberry.  Just boredom at work.

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Castle Dimitrescu's Unusual Vintage

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You had no idea how long you’d been skulking around this place for. It could have been a few days just as easily as it could have been a few hours. Your brain’s capacity to process the passage of time had fallen by the wayside amid the constant switching from tense, methodical planning of every single step you were to make to instinctual dashes for survival in a desperate effort to get away from those, those things.

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Roll Playing

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Johnny Swell original lineart, The Adventures of Berrygirl, page 7

Johnny Swell original lineart, The Adventures of Berrygirl, page 7
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Me as a blueberry

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Ever since ive been filled with juice ive been trying to male the best out of it by letting others rub my large soft berry belly. I create appointments for when to allow others to rub or have fun with my belly as they may if its to either tease it, pinch it, roll it, hug it, kiss it, spank it, or even hump it.

Whatever works to trickle juice out of my evergrowing blueberry belly, people cant have enough of this large bellied berry boy

Me as a blueberry
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Day in the Plaza, A

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"What a wonderful day!" I cheered, running into the plaza. The sun was shining and not a cloud in the sky. I couldn't help my excitement, all I knew is that I felt so happy to be here. 

"Luna, wait!" My friend Charles was jogging up to me. "You're so bloody hyper, you need to calm down." He chuckled, moving his long brown hair out of his eyes. It was a bit windier than normal, but it was dying down. I put my blonde hair into a ponytail. 

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Breaking Up Is Hard To Do

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Afina picked up the wide, red sash and tied it loosely around her waist. Glancing in the mirror at contrast between her sash and the drape of her royal blue silk pajamas, she had barely a moment to reflect before there was a knock on her apartment door.

Stepping lightly across the room, she opened the door wide to the sight of her friend, Livia, holding up an unopened bottle of wine.

“What’s the emergency, Fina?” Livia was already across the threshold and in the apartment kitchen, digging around for a corkscrew then pulling down two glasses from the cabinet.

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