Frightfully Fruity Involuntary Blueberry!

"W-what's happening to me... I'm... I'm blowing up!... Guys, it's not part of the costume... Help! Please... Help!..."

Call it misfortune, call it revenge, or perhaps it is just the curse of the costume?

Either way, the guests at this Halloween Get-together all seem suitably impressed at the apparent Party Trick this Violet Beauregarde costume is capable of! As the revellers begin to gather and watch the spectacle, Evelyn's face is stricken with panic - of course, everybody else thinks it is part of the act, as they applaud the authenticity and faithfulness of the outfit. Her friends are taking Tikst-Gram videos and FaceTube shorts, whilst others cheer and applaud as Evelyn continues to balloon. So far this is very much the highlight of a very dull party, but it's not over yet...

One person isn't cheering or Tiksta-gramming, and that's Catherine; looking on from the shelter of the buffet table, she begins to think that her targeted 'Trick or Treat' may have been just a little too much. Sure, it serves Evelyn right for insulting her feline-themed outfit, but as her intended victim becomes ever more rotund, Catherine begins to wonder if she put just a few too many drops of the solution into her drink?

Still nobody is taking Evelyn's cries for help seriously, convinced that it is all part of the party-trick, but as the fabric tightens and the last few creases start to finally dissapear, a few of the guests start to shuffle back slowly. With the big red belt blown apart long ago, it is now the buttons and stitches that start to grumble. In the breif moments of quiet between excited chattering and ChatSnap shutter sounds, you can hear the threads popping and snapping as the fabric is brimmed further - then ping! The first buttons from those well-stuffed pants flings into the crowd. Ping! Then ping again, as all three buttons let go!

Still Evelyn swells, and despite being almost completely rotund, her body doesn't stop there. Her hands and feet start to be swallowed into the billowing form of her over-inflating figure, and with the pressure building to, soon Evelyn's feet are barely touching the floor! Flapping her hands does little as she continues to grow ever larger.

With the stretched blue suit stuffed to its limits, the gap at the front starts to worry the onlookers - there's no clever inflation device in this costume - the thing that is actually swelling is Evelyn! As the garment creaks and groans and the buttons hold onto the very last, the guests start to back away. Catherine ducked down behind the buffet table, peering from behind the popcorn with nervous fascination. She had no idea how much larger Evelyn was going to get, or even if she could get much bigger at all! She didn't know what to do, she had no antidote, she had no idea how to stop it! There was a loud PING as one of the buttons finally gave way to the growing girl, and then there starting to follow the sound of slow, tentative tearing, as the stitches in the big blue pants finally started to part...