Media Blitz p2 rough draft

Media Blitz p2.

              Virgina stormed her way into the office, a look of detrimination on her face.  “Okay where is she?”

              “Umm Virgina?”

              “Don’t talk back to me Henry.  I want to see Miss Stormweather and show her what we found.  We need to show her that these blueberry people are real and there is a viturs that the government has been trying to keep secret.”  Her face was slowly turning blue.  “Now give me that tape.  I am going into her office.”

              Henry looked back and forth.  “This isn’t good.  This isn’t good at all.”

              She pushed the door to her bosses office open and slammed the tape down on Miss Stormweather’s desk.  “I have something for you!”  Victoria’s boss jumped to her feet.  “Proof that the blueberry lady virus is real.”

              “Umm. . . how did you get it?  Did you panit your face blue to sneak in there or something?”

              “What?”  Victoria shook her head as she slid the tape into a slot on the wall.  “Are you crazy?  Look just watch.”  Miss Stormweather gulped as she noticed more of Victoria’s skin turning blue.  “See.  We got this all on tape.  The world needs to know this information.”

              “You need to get out!  Now!”

              Victoria turned around.  “But this needs to get out to the public.”  She narrowed her eyes.  “You are trying to cover this up aren’t you?”

              “What?  You are fucking insane.  You are infected.  Now get out of here before I. . .”

              Victoria looked down at her hands and gasped.  “Oh my fucking god!”

              “Stop looking yourself over and get out already.  Out, out, out!”

              Victoria shook her head.  “Hey.  This could be alright.  It may not be the virus at all.  Just watch the tape.  There are two types of blueberries.”

              “Are you insane?”  Miss Stormweather grabbed Victoria by the shoulders and shook her.  “Get out of here before you spread that juicy curse even futher.

              “I. . .”  Gurrgle.  Victoria moaned as she felt a strange pressure bubbling up inside of her.  “Maybe you are right.  I think I need some fresh air.”  She turned and began to walk towards the door only to fall onto her hands and knees.  “Fuckkkkkkkk!”

              “What now?”

              Victoria’s butt suddenly swelled a few inches, pressing tightly against her slacks.  “The juice.  Oh fcuking hell the juice.”  Her belly slowly swelled forth.  “I feel so full already.”

              Victoria’s boss tried to make her way towards the door but the swelling blueberry was already blocking the path.  “Damnit.  Roll out of the way.”  Miss Stormweather gulped as Victoria’s pants ripped, revealing the blue skin underneath.  “I said roll out of the way damnit.  That is an order.”

              “You want to roll me?”  She looked up.  “Maybe. . . play with me?  Squeeze my boobs?”

              “What?”

              Victoria grabbed the handle of the door and pulled her big juicy swelling frame to her feet.  Her thick thighs wobbled about as she licked her lips.  “Why please just. . . juice me.  Juice me real good.”

              “You are going crazy.  Your fucking uniform is barely holding you together and all you can think about is me giving you the damn business.  Well I won’t.  I won’t I say.”  She slapped Victoria across the face.  “Now get your fucking blue ass together and let me out of there.  Or I will fire your ass.”  She gulped as Victoria’s belt snapped off.  “Honestly I think you are fired anyways.”

              “If you want to get out you are going to have to roll me to the side.”  Virgina winked and licked her lips as her breasts slowly pushed her uniform out and out.

              Miss Stormweather crossed her arms.  “I am not toching you.”

              “Then I guess neither of us is going anywhere fast.”  Virgina giggled.  “I can wait.  Can you?”  Blort.  Virgina wided her stance as she struggled to stand.  “Ugh so heavy.”

              “You look so fat if I had to say something.  So big, round and fat.”

              “Ohhhh. . .”  Virgina maoned as her breasts coutuined to press harder and harder against her uniform, staining it dark blue.  Soon she was covered in her juices, only turning her own even more.  “I just can’t take it.  You have to juice me.  You just have to!”

              “No I don’t.”

              “But I don’t know what will happen to me if you don’t.  Pleaseeeeee!”  Virgina finnaly fell forward, bouncing on her big round belly as her unfirom burst apart in a shower of buttons.  “Ohhh fuckkkkkkkk!”  Her boobs bounced up and down, her bra snapping off just moments later.

              Miss Stormweather pulled at the collar of her shirt.  “You. . . stop swelling.”  Her cheeks turned bright red.  “I order you to stop swelling.”

              “I can’t.  You have to juice me.  Ohhhhh.”

              Her boss slammed her foot on the ground.  “Fine.  If I juice you will you shut up already?”  She walked over.  “I mean I think I know how it works.  I just. . .”  She moaned a little.  “You shouldn’t get to big right?”

              Victoria’s eyes went wide as Miss Stormweather grabbed her squishy round side.  “Oh my god!”  Blueberry juice squirted out of her nipples.  “I. . . ohhh. . .”

              “It may not be that professional of me but you do kind of look cute.  Being a giant helpless blueberry and all.  I guess I was a bit quick to judge.  You did work hard to bring me that tape.”  She wiped her black hair about.  “And now you are all mine.  All mine you big sexy blueberry.”

              “Yes.  Yours to juice.  But you aren’t afraid to swell up Miss—”

              “Call me Jess.”  She pressed her body against Victoria.  “And it’s to help juice you.”  She blushed even more.  “if you deserve it.”  Jess rolled Victoria about, letting her massive boobs press against the carpeted floor.  “I mean a blueberry like you has to earn it.”

              “Ohhh.  I am a big blueberry aren’t I?”

              “Yes you are?”  Jess rubbed her body against Victoria.  “A big sexy blueberry.  All round and helpless.”  She slapped Victoria’s big blue ass.  “I have to wonder just how big you can get.”

              “But. . . I can’t get too big.  I need to be. . . juiced.  Juiced.”  Victoria’s little hands flapped against her body.  “Jess.  Please.”

              Jess rolled Victoria upright and giggled.  “Oh come now.  You are at my mercy my dear blueberry.  I will juice you when I feel like it.”  She giggled.  “And for now I feel like having fun.”  She rubbed her body against Victoria, slowly taking off her clothing.  “Does this work your juices?  Does this make you feel like the best blueberry in the world?”

              Victoira moaned.  “Oh god.  Yes.  Keep going?”  As Jess pressed her breasts against Victoria’s, blueberry juice slowly ozzed out.  “I am your big helpeless blueberry.  I am at your command.  I will do anything that you command.”

              Jess licked Victoria’s neck.  “Good, good.”  Jess kissed Victoria.  “I think we can finnaly commence with the juicing that you so crave.  Though I am not sure how to do this.”  She pressed her lips against Victoria’s right breast, pushing down and sucking.  “Myabe if I suck out the juice.”

              “OHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

              Jess’s face turned blue.  “I mean if I turn into a big helpless blueberry then you won’t have to.”  Jess giggled as she pushed down on Victoria’s body.  “I think that is how juicing works.”

              “Ohhh yes.  Keep going.  Keep ohhhhhhh fuckkkkk.”  Jess worked Victoria’s breasts, squeezing one as she sucked the juice out of the other.  Vicotira could only moan as she felt her juices squirt out of her.  Slowly she began to shrink as the pleasure inside of her began to build.  She had never felt anything like this before.  The blueberry juice heightened her senses, made the building orgasm feel so. . . oh soooo good.