Hot Day part 3

Hot Day p3. 

              Gwen paced back and forth in the backyard of the girl’s patio.  “I am telling you there was something wrong with that ice cream.”

              Victoria put her hands behind her head and laughed.  “Look, just because we feel a bit funny after eating a wonderful treat isn’t anything to worry about.  It wasn’t the food.  It’s this blasted heat.  If anything, the reason why you want to faint is because it’s almost a hundred degrees out.  Dear god, why don’t you jump in the pool already and cool off.”

              “Cool off?  There is something seriously wrong here, and you are telling me to cool off!”

              Tess smirked.  “I think you should listen to her.  The heat is going straight to that brain of yours.”

              “Look, we all have been feeling a little extra hot lately, right?”  They all nodded their heads.  “We all have been feeling unusually full and bloated, right?”  Again, they all nodded their heads.  “Then why don’t you believe me that it’s the fucking ice cream?”

              Victoria stood up and wiped the sweat from her face.  “Because it doesn’t make sense.  The bloated feeling is most likely just because we ate the wonderful treat too quickly.  And as for the heat?”  She looked Gwen in the face.  “Are you really trying to suggest us getting hotter on a day like this is due to ice cream?  That is supposed to cool us off.”

              “But. . . you both saw something off with that truck.  It looked so. . . sexy.  So human.”

              Victoria rubbed her nose.  “Just go cool off in the pool already.”  Gwen gasped as she saw a blue dot on Victoria’s nose.  “I think you will calm down once you start to cool off.”

              “Yeah.  Speaking of which, I am going to jump into that pool myself.”  Tess jumped to her feet.  “It is just getting so fucking hot.”

              Gwen took a step back, and she noticed the blue dot expand on Victoria’s face.  “Yes.  Maybe a dip in the pool will be a good idea.”  She rubbed her eyes.  “Maybe I am starting to have some kind of delusions from the fucking sun.”

              Gwen hurried inside and changed into her bathing suit. When she came back outside, she noticed Tess already floating on the water. “Hey, wait for me. Victoria, are you going to. . . Ahhhhh!”

              “What is wrong?  I am just putting on some sunscreen.”  Victoria was sitting on a bench, her skin as blue as a blueberry.

              “Nothing.”  Gwen waved her arms about.  “You look perfectly fine.”  She turned around and jumped into the pool.

              Victoria snorted.  “Of course, I look fine.  Why wouldn’t I be fine?”

              Gurrgle.  Victoria blinked her eyes and clutched her belly.  “Ughh.  I umm. . . umm. . .”

              Tess looked up from the pool.  “Hey.  What was in that sunscreen?  Was it supposed to turn you blue?”

              “Blue?”  She looked herself over.  “Ahhhhhhh!”

              As Tess swam to the pool’s edge, Gwen swam to the deep end.  “Are you okay?”

              “Am I okay?  No, I am bloody, not okay!  Look at me.  I am fucking blue.”  She put her hands on her hips.  “Could this get any worse?”

              “Umm.”

              Victoria’s hands clutched her belly even tighter as a groan escaped her lips.  “I. . . the bloating is getting worse.”  Her belly slowly expanded against her hand.  “What is happening to me?”

              “Gwen.  Come on.  We have to help her.”

              Gwen shook her head.  “No.  I am fine swimming here.”

              Tess narrowed her eyes and gave Gwen an agitated look, Tess’s face slowly starting to turn red.  “You don’t want to help our friend?”

              Gwen gulped.  “I umm. . . I think I am fine in the pool.  But you go and help her.”

              Victoria gasped.  “Your face.  Something is happening to you!”

              Tess shook her head.  “Let’s focus on you.  Oh my god, it feels like you are filling up like a water balloon.”  She pressed her hands down against Vicotria’s body.  “How are we supposed to stop all of this. . . ugh, it smells like blueberries.”  She took a deep breath.  “I think you are filling up with blueberry juice.”

              Victoria moaned.  “I. . . I don’t know if I want to be a blueberry.”  The seat beneath her sank as her weight became heavier by the second.  “My fucking ass is getting so big.”  Shrirpppp!  “Tess.  I need to get up before my pants break.  Help me already!”  Her face turned bright blue as her shirt stretched apart against her swelling belly.  “Get off me!”

              “I am sorry.”  Tess leaned against her.  “I am just feeling so fucking heavy myself.  Ughhhhhhh!”

              Gwen giggled as she watched her growing friends fumble against one another.  “Hey, you two berries play nice now.  I don’t want you two getting your juices all over the deck.  I might have to clean it up later.”

              Tess tried to push herself up off of Victoria but was weighed down by her swelling body.  “Say that to my face, you. . . ohhhh. . .”  She rubbed her side.  “I feel so fucking weird.”

              “You feel weird?”  Victoria’s cheeks puffed out as they filled with juice.  “I am a blueberry.”  She moaned as her boobs started to swell.  “A blueberry who needs to be juiced.  God I. . . ohh don’t rub there.”

              “I am trying not to.  The. . . raspberry juice is. . . it’s spreading all over!”  She waved her arms about.  “I. . . I am becoming a raspberry!”  Tess moaned as her bathing suit stretched out as if multiple tiny breasts were pushing at her from all angles.  “Sooo much juice!”  Her eyes flashed red.  “I must keep growing.  Keep swelling.”

              Victoria’s eyes flashed blue.  “Yes.  We have to. . . swell bigger.  So, we can be juiced.  Be wonderful blueberry.”

              “Wonderful raspberry.”

              “Help us, Gwen.”  Victoria moaned as Tess was finally rolled off to the side.

              “Yes.  Help us.”

              Gwen gulped as she swam to the shallows.  “I don’t know.  You two seem high on your juices.”  She gulped as Victoria ripped through her shirt, exposing her naked blueberry body underneath.  “Oh god.”

              “I. . . feel. . . wonderful!”  Victoria waved her little hands about as she continued to swell bigger and bigger.  “Gwen.  You. . . have to rub me.  I. . . ohhh. . .”

              Gwen knew this nightmare wouldn’t stop if she didn’t do something.  Besides, she could feel something bubbling inside of her.  She needed to think fast and save her friends so they could save her.  She pulled herself out of the pool and walked over to Victoria, who was now a giant blueberry.  “Okay, you said you want to be juiced.  Tell me what to do?”

              She smiled with blue eyes.  “Oh, you will love it.” 

              Gwen crossed her arms.  “I am sure.”

              “You just have to get this juice out of me.”

              “What about me?”  Tess pushed down on the half a dozen raspberry boobs growing out of her.  “I. . . can’t. . . contain it for much longer.”  She fell back onto a cushion of red breasts.  “Soo juicy.”  Her eyes flashed red once again.  “Gwen.  Juice. . .  juice. . . . ohhhhh!”

              “Look, I will juice you two one at a time.”  Gurrgle.  “Just give me. . .”  Gurrgggggllleeee.  “Just give me time to fucking think.”  Gwen moaned.  “I need to think.”  Her face started to turn red and her hips green.  “I feel so fucking funny.  So weird.  So twisted.”

              She moaned as a rush of different feelings slammed into her.  Juice began to drip out of her breasts as her ass exploded in her wet suit.  “Ahhh!”  Gwen fell onto Victoria’s blue body.  “I can’t. . . have to. . . stay normal.”  Her hips swelled at an accelerated pace, ripping out of her swimsuit.  “Soooooo muchhhh juice!”

              Gwen was on her ass before she could blink.  As she fumbled about, her legs shrinking into her massive green butt, she could feel her arms slowly vanishing into her chest as her boobs became larger by the second.  “Oh my god.”  She licked her lips as she looked down.  “I have two wonderful cherry babies!”

              “Juice me already!”  Victoria slapped Gwen on the side of her body.  “Hurry up, I. . . I don’t know how much more I can take.”

              “You?  My body is swelling with two different juices.  I am growing faster than you are.  Quiet down.”

              “Girls, girls.  You are all wonderful berries.  There is no need to fight.”  A young man in a suit walked up, his hand running across Gwen’s massive cherry breasts.  “If juicing is what you require, then I can help.  But it will come at a cost.”

              Tess moaned.  “Anything.  Anything.”  She bounced about on her raspberry body.  “I am so full of juice I feel like I could burst.”

              The man looked at the three berry girls.  “Well, you would come and work for me.  You would promote my new work, and you might have to juice up every now and then.”  He squeezed Gwen’s right breast as he leaned against her giant pear ass.  “But I promise you will always be juiced in the end.”

              Gwen moaned.  “Yes.  Do it.  Please.”

              “That's Good. I will have my associates roll you to my truck. There, you can sign the paperwork before we start the juicing.”  He smiled. “We're Happy to be business partners.”

              “Wait.”  Gwen tried to point her hand at him, but she was just too round.  “You aren’t going to juice us now?  We might explode.”

              He laughed.  “Oh, don’t worry.  Nothing like that will ever happen.  Besides.  The more juice inside of you, the better.  Now keep swelling.”

              Gwen moaned as he walked away.  “Hey.  Help. . .”  Cherry juice squirted out from her nipples.  “I. . .”  Half a dozen young men and women walked towards them.  “You will juice us, right?”  They nodded their heads.  “Perfect!  Maybe this day will turn around after all.”  She smiled as her butt became even bigger.  “But before I am juiced, I will become the biggest fruit here.”

              “Yeah, right.”  Victoria snorted.

              “Keep dreaming!”

              As they were rolled away, Gwen giggled.  “You two don’t have two fruits swimming through your veins.”  She giggled.  “I have this in the bag.”