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              “I thought we were trying to escape this place!”  Rachel looked around at the juice-covered halls.  “But we just keep going deeper and deeper.  I want out of this crazy blueberry hospital!”

              Nora crossed her arms.  “Tried of this trip yet, fake berry?”

              “You call me fake one more time, and I will—”

              “Girls.”  Christen put her hand on a juice-covered counter.  “Can we just focus on getting out of this place?”  She looked around.  “Now look, Landon will be here soon to help us get out of here.  And he will. . . he will. . .”  She moaned.  “He will help juice me.  He will help me with this fucking building pressure inside of me.  Ughhh!”  Christen fell to her knees, causing Rachel to rush forward.

              “I told you accepting help from that blueberry bimbo was a bad idea.”

              “Hey!”

              Rachel sneered at Nora.  “You caused all of this for Christen.  Your juices are not mixing well with hers.  We don’t even know what is happening to her beyond the fact that she is slowly turning more and more purple.  I have never seen a blueberry this purple before.”

              Nora shrugged.  “I was just trying to help her.  She looked like she needed it, needed to be free.”

              Christen looked up at Rachel.  “Landon will get here on time, right?  We will get out of here?”

              “Of course.”

              Christen moaned.  “If I don’t see him and he doesn’t help with this pressure. . .”  Her eyes flashed blue.  “I am scared I might start swelling and never stop.  Turn into a real. . . blueberry.”  Christen licked her lips.  “I need to get to Landon and stop this!”

              “We don’t even know if what Nora told you about having. . . ugh. . .”  Rachel rolled her eyes.  “Pleasuring yourself with your lover will stop this.”

              Christen grabbed Rachel by the right breast, squeezing out a little bit of blueberry juice.  “But I can’t let this go on.  Do you hear me!  You don’t know all of this growing pressure inside of me, Rachel.  I feel sooo weird.  Soo. . . sooo. . .”  She took a deep breath.  “Huhhh.  I think I am good now.  Let’s keep going.”  She let Rachel put Christen to her feet.

              Nora clapped her hands together.  “So, can we move along now?”

              Christen nodded her head.  “I think I am good.  The pressure comes in waves, and for the time being, it has subsided.”  She looked around.  “But I am with Rachel.  I don’t see how we are getting out of here.”

              Rachel crossed her arms.  “At least there are no more crazy blueberry ladies wanting us to juice them.”  She sniffed the air.  “Though the smell of blueberry juice is very fucking overwhelming.  Just what part of the hospital are we in, Nora?”

              The three berry girls walked down the juice-covered hallways.  “I don’t know.  But I—” She stopped in her tracks as the sound of moaning filled the air.  “I think we should turn around.”

              “And go where?”  Rachel snorted.  “The only other way is into the clutches of those horny berry ladies who want to fuck us dry.”

              Nora stopped where she was.  “But I don’t have a good feeling about this.  Something seems. . . off about that moan.”

              Rachel wrapped her hand around the door handle. “I am sure it’s fine.  Besides, aren’t we close to an elevator?  Or, at the very least, a window to this infernal place?  One way or another, we can get out of this fucking—” They all went quiet as Rachel opened the door and saw what was waiting for them on the other side.  Pressed against the elevator doors was the most enormous blueberry lady they had ever seen.  She seemed to barely fit into the room, her twin boobs almost as big as she was, with juice leaking out of them as she slept.  The other striking feature was that the lady no longer had arms, legs, hands, or feet.  She was almost a pure blueberry.  The lady even had vines growing out of her head.

              Nora lowered her voice.  “This must be the first woman to contract the virus.”  She gulped.  “Look there!”  She pointed at the vines spirling down around her body.  “I. . . I have never seen anything like that.”  Blueberries were growing out of the vines.  “I. . . are they going to be. . . berry women?  Or did she capture other people who came down here?”

              Rachel held her hand over Nora’s mouth.  “Keep your voice down unless you want to find out.  I do not want to feed a giant lady’s juice habits so quietly.”  Rachel pointed across the room.  “Look, there is a window.  We are only one story up, so we should be able to bounce down if we don’t wake Her Majesty.”

              As they crept over to the door, the pressure inside Christen began to build once more.  “Keep it together until we get outside.  Just a little longer.  Landon. . . I just have to hold it together until I see Landon.”

              Rachel slowly opened the window.  “We should be home free now.”  She pushed herself out the window.  “Just fall down and let your juices do the work.”  She waved.  “See you two on the ground.”  She fell out of the window and used her round belly to bounce on the ground below.

              Nora laughed.  “I guess the fake berry has a juicy side to her, after all.  Now let’s get going, Christen.”  Her face turned bright blue as Christen let out a massive moan, her boobs almost doubling in size and knocking Nora out the window.  “Hey!”

              Christen shook her head. “I. . .”  Her hips swayed back and forth, the juices inside of her bubbling like a raging tempest.  “I can’t hold it in any longer.   I have to swell!”

              “Ohhhhhhhhhh!”  Christen gulped, realizing she had woken the massive blueberry lady who had swollen into the building itself.  As she tried to pull herself through the window, her hips, and ass growing by the second, Christen took a look back only to gasp.  The strange blueberry pods were pulsing with juice, and Christen could clearly tell they were berry women inside, berry women who had been trapped.  And she was soon to feed the giant blueberry lady if she didn’t move it, as there was a blueberry vine snaking out to grab her swelling body.

              “I have to move!”  Christen tried to pull herself through the window, but her body was already as big as a beach ball.  “Ughh.”  She moaned as she felt the vine wrap around her swelling ass, no longer able to grab onto her legs as they were already shrinking into her body.  “If I don’t hurry. . . I will be suck here forever.  Just to feed that giant blueberry’s juicy grow.”  She tried to pull herself through the window as her arms slowly shrank into her body.  Her juicy skin slowly inched forward, blueberry juice shooting out of her swelling nipples.  “I have to. . . ughh soo fucking tight.  So tight.  Oh, god, I. . . why does this make me feel so hot?  So fucking hot!”

              The vine began to wrap around her body lovingly.  It pressed down on her, only adding to her pleasure.  More blueberry juice shot out of her body.  “Ohhh fuckkkk!”

              Nora looked up at Christen.  “What the hell is happening up there?”

              “I. . . sooo. . . juicy!”

              Landon walked up to them.  “I am here.  Where is Christen.”

              Rachel pointed upward.  “Stuck in that window, apparently.”

              Christen moaned.  “Landon?  Oh no.  I have to. . . I. . . I have to get down there.  My lovely. .  Ohhh!”  Her eyes widened as the vines wrapped around and squeezed her boobs, causing even more juice to escape her body.  Yet it didn’t slow her explosive growth.  “This is insane.  I have. . . ughhh!”

              She was starting to realize the massive berry woman was trying to juice her just enough to get her back inside so she could fuel the massive blueberry’s growth.  That couldn’t happen.  That. . . couldn’t. . .  Christen closed her eyes as her body swelled and shrank, her juices in a torrent.  “I need to think clearly.”  Her boobs were rubbed lovingly.  “But I am soo fucking horny.  I want everything to be squeezed.  To be juiced.  Ohhh god.  Ohhhhhh!”

              “What is happening to her?”  Landon raised her voice.  “I need to get in there and help you!”

              Rachel grabbed him.  “No.  That place is too dangerous.  You will be sucked dry by horny ass blueberry women.  Stay here, I beg of you!”

              “But Christen.”

              Nora crossed her arms.  “She has to get out of this on her own.”

              Christen didn’t know how she was going to do that, especially with her juices out of control as they were.  One part of her seemed ready to let her grow into the biggest blueberry ever while the other was trying to juice her free of her blueberry self.  “I can’t. . . take it!”  Blueberry juice shot out of her nipples, showering down onto her friends below.  As the vines tightened around her, moving towards her love hole, she suddenly realized what she needed to happen.  “I need to be juiced just enough so I can slip forward.  To get out!  Yes.  Yes!”  She licked her lips.  “Juice me, crazy blueberry lady.  Juice me good.”  Her breasts swelled in anticipation, causing her to lean forward.  “I want you to rock my love hole already.”

              The crazy blueberry woman didn’t have to be told to pleasure Christen, rubbing her pussy round and round.  “Ohhhh yessss!”  That push was just enough to get her to shrink and slip forward through the window, though she was caught by the vines.  “Nooo.  Nooo. . .”  Christen was slowly pulled back into the hospital.  “I will not be taken by you!”

              Her anxiety caused her to swell like crazy, pushing the full-on berry woman’s vines apart and breaking them.  She moaned as she fell to the ground, bouncing up and down, her juices squirting about.

              “Damn.”  Landon ran his hands along Christen’s swelling body.  “You really are going all out.”

              Nora slapped him in the back of the head.  “If you want to stop this, pleasure her.  Get her to stop already.”

              He didn’t need to be told twice, quickly removing his clothing and pressing himself against her body.  Christen cried out as she felt her lover rub himself against her body, her juices starting to calm down.  She was still slowly swelling, but it was no longer as intense as he rubbed himself against her body, his dick hardening against her.

              Then she felt his sword slide into her love hole.  The vortex that had been consuming her finally came to a head.  She bounced about, almost knocking Landon from her body as he clung to her for dear life.  Her juices expanded and expanded before shooting out of her, spraying about and coating the street as she felt herself slowly normalize, the pressure finally leaving her body.  “Ahhhhhhh!  Finally.”

              “I didn’t even. . .”  He laughed.  “Wow, I have the magic touch, don’t I!”

              As she slowly shrank, she hugged her lover.  “That you do.”  She embraced him and kissed him.  “I love you soooo much.”

              Landon looked at her, confused.  “I am still confused, though.  I don’t get how I did this.”

              Nora smirked.  “We true berries just keep swelling and swelling until we have someone to pleasure us.  It was always rumored that finding a man and their juices would help to stabilize us and our horny energies.  I think the mixture of the fake berry juices and my real berry juices had just the right. . . elements here.”  She giggled.

              Rachel snorted.  “Stop with the fake berry stuff, you bimbo.”

              “I am not a bimbo.”  She looked at Landon.  “But do you think I can borrow you some time so I don’t become like one of those in the hospital?  I don’t want to sub come to my urges.”

              Christen grabbed Landon.  “But he is mine!”

              Landon laughed.  “I think if it’s to save her, I can help out.  Don’t worry, Christen, we will always have something special.  But if it’s to save someone else’s life, I really will help juice a blueberry lady.”

              Christen sighed.  “Fine.  But before that time comes, we have to find Linda.  And work on convincing these people that this virus isn’t something to be feared and fixed.  There are ways around this.”  She snorted.  “And get these women under control before they turn the whole world into blueberries.”