Sneaking Off

They were only going to be five minutes. Like Ms. Wonka could even tell. What, she's gonna notice two less yawns as she drones on about the affects of temperature on chocolate viscosity? No, Jen and Brittney were entirely done with this lame tour - they hadn't skipped a day at the beach so they could be tempted by samples that were supposedly "not quite right", whatever that means!

Now, their little detour had started off promising! A pit stop at the chocolate river, two sips of a fizzy lifting drink (waaay too bubbly - they didn't want to be bloated for the after-tour picture!), and the awe of a shiny, futuristic inventing room.

"Hey, Britt, left or right?" Jen asked as she held her closed fists behind her back. "Umm.. hmm, left!" Britt replied as Jen swung her left arm around in an over-the-top, theatrical motion, clearly mocking Ms. Wonka's grand gestures that the two had joked about earlier in the tour. "Ah, so close, Britt, but you get the cream puff! I doubt that's a surprise, though, I know how much you love cream pies!" Jen teased Britt as she opened her right hand to reveal a blue gumball.

"Oh, shut it! I hope that stupid gum gives you a stomach ache!" Britt launched back as the two women began to laugh.

They wasted no time as both quickly popped the treats into their mouths, making faces at each other as they chewed. That is until Britt noticed noticed something weird - Jen's face looked a bit ..blue? "Jen, chew are you feeling okay? Your face, chew it's, like, blue, or something?"

"Ha-ha, suuuuper hilarious... Unfortunately for you, this gumball's amazing! It tastes JUST LIKE BLUEBERRIES! Like, no joke, exactly like blueberries!"

"No, Jen, I'm serious, your face, i-it's completely blue!"

Jen looked down just in time to see her arms and hands shifting to a violet hue. She didn't have long to question it before she heard a loud gurgle, followed by an uncomfortable fullness building. Again, the situation progressed too quickly for her to fully react as she stomach lurched forward, pulling her already-snug skirt with it.

"Britt, help, what's happening!?" she squeaked out as her thighs and butt joined in on the fun, quickly popping the buttons on her rapidly constricting skirt.

Britt was completely speechless as she watched her best friend continue to swell, her own stomach filling with butterflies.

Jen's hands suddenly made their way to her chest, cupping her breasts as she began to feel a pressure building in them. As if on cue, they began to grow past her modest C cups, skipping sizes on their mission to bursting out of her shirt. She moaned slightly as she felt her fingers slip onto her aching nipples before her arms were pushed aside once again, ultimately hanging feebly at her sides, too turgid to cover herself.

Like gunfire, her clothes began to burst off her, her body jiggling from the reverberations...

Welp, that was fun! I was originally just going to write a small thing to go with it, but I got a bit carried away - although, not quite carried away enough to finish it!

I also have a second part to this picture cooking up in my mind. Maybe a little double inflation fun?!