Why so blue?

That’s what you'd see if you lived in the bio-dome attached to the wowza willy’s chocolate factory of course. It had already existed, but was slightly modified to help facilitate all the affected victims of the Wowza Willy’s Chocolate Factory Tour of 1999, the first and only public tour of the mysterious and magical factory since its opening in 1901.

Candy trees, gumdrop fruits. Chocolate ponds, rivers of milk, lollipops growing in the fields like wildflowers, the full package of fantastical finds.

Alex turned, he could hear the huffing and Teddy as he crested the hill beyond his house. Which on the outside looked like a gingerbread house, and was sufficiently made of candy and cookies of course.

Teddy was just like him, well in some ways of course. Another victim of that tour, instead of being a candy rabbit girl that turned into a chocolate egg factory. Teddy was unfortunate to be a human blueberry. He was all fruit from head to toe, nothing but blueberry flesh and juice. He used to be a bodybuilder, an influencer too. Always strapped with muscle, flaunting his pecs. Tall and handsome, with washboard abs and legs that could run multiple marathons.

Now however, despite his constant exercise every morning. He looked more like the perfect milf, thick luscious thighs, pudgy tummy, and tits that could rival Alex’s own bloated boobs at the moment. All of it completely naked, his blue flesh glistening with his own juicy perspiration.

Teddy huffed, catching his breath while stopping to greet Alex.

“Sup bro, looking a little backed up huh? Gotta say this is probably the only time I don't envy you” Teddy huffed, and joked. Alex rolled his eyes. Trying not to stare at this cyan and purple shortstack that had a deluge of blueberry juice literally spraying from his fat tits like little water guns, and a bubbling geyser of juice dripping from his pussy and down his legs already creating a puddle at his feet. Alex could see visibly how no matter how much exercise Teddy would do in the morning it wouldn't stop the buildup of his juice. His stomach was noticeably larger, his thighs noticeably thicker, his tits could be seen already growing with every second. By the end of his jog, which ended at the juicing station, he would end it waddling while the torrent of juice from his holes grew faster and stronger. The juicing crew would then roll him into the juicer, and he’d spend his day there as his juice buildup would make him grow into an immense immobile ball the size of a house. Thankfully he’d never worry about popping, his body was designed to stretch indefinitely, but the size was an issue so it was best to keep him as juiced as possible.

Teddy was one of the only victims besides himself that tried to keep their original gender and identity after their change despite their overtly feminine form. Well, that is besides Teddy’s late night onlyfans adventures where he played up his “Blueberry Girl” persona to his two million strong audience. Eating blueberries would be a way to artificially increase his juice output and so he would always put on a show for his fans, which sometimes lead to his apartment exploding from the growing blueberry within. Despite his quirks, Teddy was one of his best friends, sharing in their mutual misery.

Teddy took his silence for being annoyed, and moved on. His pace was affected by his growth, and Alex couldn't help but admire those beach ball sized asscheeks, firm and juicy bouncing hypnotically over the horizon, leaving the smell of blueberry syrup in its wake.