“Hey. I want to stay close for a little longer - do you mind?” Sadayo Kawakami asked, leaning in closer to the Phantom Thief and resting her head on his shoulder.
“Take your time,” he replied, gently grabbing his homeroom teacher's shoulder and pulling her in closer.
Sat on his bed, they watched the falling snowflakes, letting the eaten blueberry Christmas Eve cake settle. A few minutes had passed when the contented silence was interrupted by the sound of a suppressed moan and an audible gurgling coming from the woman still in his embrace. He looked down at her beautiful face which was now taking on a blue hue and seemingly spreading quite rapidly from a deep azure splodge on her nose.
Before he could even think about asking if she was okay, his attention went to her hands. Not only had the blue coloration spread past her wrists and up towards her fingers, but one hand was groping an unusually large, softball-sized breast over the fabric of her striped top, while the other was excitedly rubbing the material of her skirt between her legs.
Her erotic moans became more fervent and passionate as Kawakami fell onto her side and continued to squirm and writhe. An insatiable thirst for carnal pleasure consumed her body and mind with the alluring feeling of the pressure and tightness increasing throughout her body. By the time he got up from the edge of his bed to snap her out of her lust-filled stupor, she was already on her knees sticking her inflating posterior out and up towards him, soon followed by her skirt being slowly, but forcibly, torn to shreds. Her huge blue ass - each cheek surpassing a medicine ball in size - had successfully escaped from its fabric prison. Also visible was what once was a pair of white panties that had been transformed into a significantly blue-stained thong by her bloating buttocks and swallowed up by the moist thickened lips of her leaking abnormally swollen pussy. As her lower half jiggled and gyrated from her round basketball-sized tits being ground into the soft mattress, her hands desperately sought to provide extra stimulation by grabbing at her backside and fingering her vagina.
“Oooooo… everything… feels… soooo… sensitive. Soooo… horny. Can’t… stop. Need… you… to touch… me. I’m… soooo… close,” Kawakami gasped between seductive breaths and erotic groans.
Still unsure as to what was happening, he hesitantly followed his lover’s suggestion and started to massage large handfuls of ass cheek. Kawakami moaned gratefully in response as her panting got audibly louder and faster. It took only a few seconds for her to inevitably climax, causing her ass to stick upwards further. Normally, his Phantom Thief reflexes should have kicked in, but this situation was anything but. Consequently, not only did a heavy spray of blue juice explode from her enlarged crotch, showering his stunned face and chest, but the force of the expulsion caused the torn and soaked remains of her panties to hit him in the shoulder before landing by his feet. It was then a recognizable taste hit his tongue. Blueberry. Like those on the Christmas cake! What in the world was happening? Maybe Igor knew what was happening to his girlfriend.
With the juice still stinging his eyes, he quickly turned to grab a towel and his phone, planning on making an impromptu trip to the Velvet Room. Unfortunately, in doing so, he failed to spot the sopping wet remnants of her panties, causing him to slip and fall.
*THUMP* *CRASH*
The back of his head hit the table before landing on the floor. The poor juice-soaked, unconscious Phantom Thief wasn’t going anywhere soon.
Meanwhile, to say that the thicc, horny slut that was Kawakami was currently too preoccupied to notice what had befallen her boyfriend would be an understatement as massive as her rear end. Even though she just came, she was already working herself up again, thirsting for her next mind-blowing climax. She continued to expand with blueberry juice and it was only when she started to experience difficulties in playing with herself did she register any concern. By this point, not only had her arms and legs begun to thicken, but her exposed waistline rapidly surged outwards at a much quicker rate than her tits and ass had done.
“Nooooo… can’t reach… need… to… AH… cum… noooow! Mmmmmh…” moaned an exasperated Kawakami. The hyper-sensitive skin of her belly was soon pushing down onto the bed. Her limbs flapped helplessly, having become too turgid to bend them, as the remains of her skirt were destroyed.
Bigger. Rounder. Fuller. She was ballooning out of control with more and more juice filling her up, but Kawakami’s singular focus was to climax again as quickly as possible. Her eyes glazed over while her tongue hung loosely out of her open mouth as she panted from the overstimulation of more of her sensitive swollen form coming into physical contact with the bed. It wasn’t long before her stomach was outgrowing the rest of her. Her arms and legs had been further engulfed by her rotund torso.
Her top now functioned as a far-too-small, heavily juice-stained sports bra, barely containing a pair of blue, tightly squeezed mammary mountains, each round juicy breast about two feet in diameter. The bottom hem of her top seemed to be caught on her still leaking, erect, soda can-sized nipples. This not only caused an ungodly amount of cleavage to be pushed upwards out of her top’s distended neckline in an attempt to smother an already gasping Kawakami but also displayed a generous amount of escaping blue underboob.
Kawakami’s growth continued unabated and soon unimpeded as her top finally gave way. Her only acknowledgement that she was now completely naked was a surprised grunt as the sloshing of the juice inside of her jiggling tits stimulated her even more.
*EEEEE* *CRUNCH* *BA-DUMP*
The right-hand side of the bed collapsed under her new weight and unapologetically rolled her over onto the floor below. Kawakami could only flap her hands and feet uselessly while squealing with euphoric delight as her whole body sloshed and swayed, with the liquid inside her violently churning upon landing on her back.
Having been flipped over, the gravity now pulled on the juice in the opposite direction it had just moments before and her back was the new focus of the juice being produced, slowly pushing her gargantuan belly skywards as she began the process of rounding out.
It didn’t take long before Kawakami’s body was nothing more than a huge, mostly spherical juice balloon that was easily eight feet in diameter. It had entirely engulfed her limbs and was close to completely swallowing her hands, feet, and, to a lesser extent, her head. Her face - in particular her cheeks and lips - were so swollen with juice. A four foot wide pair of massive mammaries rested on top and sitting at their summits were her still leaking nipples that now somewhat resembled 32 ounce beer cans.
“Ooooo… Hmmmm… Oooooooooo…” was all that Kawakami could moan. Her inflation was slowing, but the pressure within her was still building, edging her tantalizingly closer to sexual nirvana.
*CREAK*
Ominously, audible creaking emanated deep from within Kawakami and it was getting louder. She was almost certainly close to her juice-holding capacity.
“Hmmm… Hhhhmmmm… Hhhhhhhmmmmmm… Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm!” A crescendo of grunts preceded the inevitable release of pressure. She screwed her eyes shut, hoping and waiting for some kind, any kind of sweet relief.
*SPLOOOOSH*
Huge jets of blueberry juice erupted from her hyper pussy and nipples, hitting the opposite wall of the attic. Her eyes snapped open and went wide, only for them to roll into the back of her head and her half-opened eyelids fluttered rapidly, as she was gripped by the hot white flash of what was undoubtedly the most powerful and reality-bending climax in her life. And for the first time since she started playing with herself, Kawakami was quiet. Her erotic moans and guttural groans were replaced by a long, yet silent, scream of ecstasy. It wasn’t until well over a minute until the torrent of leaking juice began to subside and there was a sharp intake of breath from Kawakami starting to come down from her orgasmic high. She could feel the cool temperature of the attic on more of her fingers and toes that re-emerged from her slight reduction in size.
“Nggggh…” A tired but excited moan escaped between labored breaths. She could feel the pressure starting to build again.
Tags: blueberry, berrification, breast expansion, body expansion, belly expansion, ass expansion, lactation, pleasure, immobile, transformation, clothes ripping, video games
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Story by tomsmith5153 |
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Artwork by SednaStudio-Wang |
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