Free Trial part 2

Free Trial Part 2.

              Carol paced back and forth just outside her house.  “What am I going to do.”  She gulped as she looked down at her home, the building only coming up to her waistline.  “What the hell am I going to do!”  Just a few hours ago, she participated in some clinical trials to help with some kind of scientific advancement.  She should have known when they said they would pay her for any interesting side effects that the trial was bogus.  No, not bogus, but they were looking for a guinea pig like her to take the pill and grow to this stupid height that she was now.

              “God, when Marivan sees me, he is going to flip out.  Ugh, how am I even going to get into the house?”  Carol pulled at her hair.  “This is just becoming one insane fucking day.  I should have stayed there long enough to beat a shrinking pill out of them.”  She walked a few steps towards the street.  “No, it’s a good thing you got out of there.  Who knows what kind of nonsense they would have done to you if you stayed.”  She slammed her foot down, causing a lawn gnome to fly a few feet into the air.  “But what if they could have. . . I can’t stay like this!”

              She gasped as she heard a vehicle pull into the driveway.  “Fuck, Marivan is home.”  She fell onto her ass.  “I can’t let him see me like this.  But if I get up and try to run, then other people, what the hell am I supposed to do at this size?  Why couldn’t they have just shrunk me?  It would have been simpler.”

              “Hey, honey, there is a package here for you.”  She could hear his voice even as he walked inside the house. “Hey, are you in here? Your car is outside.”

              “If you don’t say anything, he might just go look for you elsewhere.”

              “Are you back. . . ahhhhh!”  He almost fell on his ass as he opened the sliding glass door to the backyard.  “Carol?  How the hell did you get so big?”

              Carol gulps.  “I don’t want to answer that.”  She tugs at her hair.  “Look, can we just act like this never happened?”

              He stares at her big breasts.  “You are fucking humongous.  How are we not going to act like this didn’t happen?  Carol. . . can you even fit into the house?”

              She slammed her fist onto the ground.  “Don’t make this any more embarrassing for me than it already is!  Look, unless you can find a way to get me back down to normal height just. . .”

              He looked at the package to his side.  “Maybe I can.  I was wondering why you got a package that said drink immediately if you want to shrink.”

              Her eyes widened.  “Wait, what?  Give that here.”

              He gulped as her hand reached for him.  “What the hell are you doing?”

              Carol blushed.  “I am sorry.  I just am tired of being so big.  What I wouldn’t give to just be normal again.”

              Marivan sighed.  “At least let me get this thing out of the box first.  Then, I will gently drop it into your hand.  Understood?”  She nodded her head.  “Good.”  He took the vial out of the package.  “Okay, so it says here for you to drink the contents whole for it to take effect, no matter how bad it tastes.  If you don’t, then you could be stuck at that height.”

              Carol gulped.  “I am NOT going to be stuck like this.  Now give it here.”

              Marivan loosed the cap.  “Hold out your hand.”  Carol did as she was told.  “Now this cap is loose.  Don’t spill any.”

              She gently took the bottle between her index finger and thumb.  “I won’t.  Don’t worry so much.”  She tossed the entire bottle into her mouth and used her tongue to force the cap off.  “I will. . .”  Her eyes widened.  “Eghhh.  It tastes like. . .”  She began to cough as a mix of blueberries and vinegar rushed through her senses.  Carol closed her mouth with her hands, forcing the disgusting combination of liquids down. Afterward, she spits the bottle back out.

              “Are you okay?”

              Carol began to cough as her body vibrated.  Everything tensed up as she looked around.  “Ugh, not again.”  She rubbed her body.  “Fucking hell.  Not again.”  She rubbed her body, and an extreme mix of pleasure and constriction rocked her body.  “Everything is so fucking tight.”  She closed her eyes, one hand on her ass.  “I almost can’t take it!”

              “Carol!  You are shrinking!”

              As she opened her eyes again, she could see her house slowly becoming bigger.  It was true the potion was doing its job.  Still, she was moaning every second it worked through her system.  “Fucking hell.  Work faster, you fucking. . .”  She shook her head back and forth as she neared fifteen feet tall.  “I. . . almost. . .”  Her nipples were rock hard, and she squeezed them to try and keep calm.  “Fucking hell.  Everything is so sensitive.  Why does it have to be so fucking sensitive!”

              “Are you okay?”

              She suddenly fell onto him, overcome by lust.  “I just. . . I can’t handle it.”  She kissed him as she slowly shrunk.

              “Holy crap.  That potion did wonders on you.”  He laughed as she slowly reached ten feet tall.  “You aren’t going to just shrink down into nothingness, are you?”

              “I don’t know.”  She squeezed his ass.  “I think I can feel it slowing down, though.  I can. . . ohhh.”  She rubbed her body against his, her boobs squishing against his body as she slowly returned to her original height.  “I am sorry for this, honey.  It is just so overwhelming I can’t control myself.”

              He laughed.  “It’s okay.  I haven’t had fun with you like this in ages.”

              Her face suddenly turned bright red.  “What?  We have fun.”  She pushed herself off of him, the moment lost.  “Are you trying to say that you need me to have some horny size-changing pill flowing through my system too—”

              “What?  No!  I just. . . I have been busy and. . .”

              Carol suddenly fell back down on top of him.  “Ughh. . .”  She moaned, her body tensing up once more.  “Why do I still feel weird?  I am not going to shrink again, am I?”

              Marivan gasped.  “Umm.  I don’t think you are going to shrink.”  He ran his finger along her face.  “Though you are looking a nice healthy shade of blue there, honey bun.”

              “What?”  Gurrgle.  Carol moaned as she felt her insides do jumping jacks.  “What do you mean I am turning blue?”  She gasps as she sees her arms slowly turning bright blue.  “Marivan?”  Gurrgle. 

              Carol moans as her boobs bounce about.  She can feel something growing inside of them.  Her husband gulps as her babies press against him.  “What is happening to you?”

              She shakes her head.  “I don’t know?  But I suddenly regret taking that fucking potion.”  She looks down at her waistline.  “This is insane!  Impossible.”  She tried to push herself off her husband, but the weight of her swelling body was too much.  “Ughh.”

              “What are you doing?  Get off of me.”  He moaned as she rubbed against him.  “This isn’t funny.  You are slowly starting to smush me!”

              “You think I want to do this?”  Her cheeks turned bright blue.  “I mean, I do love feeling you against my skin.  In fact, I think it’s making me ripen even faster.”  She felt juice rush into her ass, causing it to balloon a few inches in a matter of seconds.  “But I. . . umm. . .”

              Marivan blushed.  “Are you saying this is turning you on?”

              “Maybe?  Do you want me to be your big, sexy blueberry?”  She couldn’t believe the words had just left her mouth.  “Umm, I just. . .”  Her cheeks turned even more blue, almost purple.  “I umm. . .”

              He squeezed her ass, pressing her squishy body against his.  “Maybe I do.  Maybe I have a thing for blueberries.  Is that a bad thing?”  He licked her big, juicy breasts.  “Will you swell for me, baby?”  He took a deep breath.  “On one condition.  You don’t swell on top of me.”

              Carol giggled.  “Well, how am I supposed to get off of you?  This isn’t exactly easy for me to move.”

              He scratched at his chin as her hips widened.  “Maybe if I. . .”  He pressed against her body, slowly rocking her back and forth.  “If I used all of my might.”  The sudden pressure caused her to moan, blueberry juice dripping from her nipples and onto his body.  It only spurred him on even more.  “Oh, fucking hell, you are such a lovely blueberry.”  He finally rolled Carol onto her side.  “Swell baby swell.”  He found his way onto her big, swollen body, squeezing her waistline.  “How big can you get for me?”

              “Why are you. . . ohhh fuck. . .”  Her juices squirted onto his body as she swelled even bigger, her body slowly looking like a massive overstuffed blue ball.  “Why are you encouraging this?  Shouldn’t we be trying to stop this nonsense?”  She gasped as she was rolled onto her back, her lovely baby pulling himself onto her bloated belly.  “Oh god!”  She bit her lip as he pressed down against her boobs.  “Marivan, it’s too much for me to bear.”  She squeezed her sides as her feet kicked against her swelling legs?  Ass?  Her big round booty?  She was just soo round it was too hard for her to tell.

              “Ahh, does my blueberry like it?”  He rubbed her as her limbs were forced further and further apart.  “Well, I guess I will have to keep doing it.”  He giggled as she squirted his juices all over him.  “Because I want you bigger.  Bigger and rounder.”

              Gurrgle.  Blort.  Her body gave in to his demands as she continued to swell, pushing him into the air as she neared almost ten feet tall.  “I. . . I don’t know how big I am going to get.  Maybe I will never stop filling with juice.”

              He squeezed her sides at the statement.  “You will be my massive blueberry girl?”  He liked between her boobs.  “Just so much for me to love.”  She could feel his foot travel down and find its way into her pussy.  “Soooo much.”

              “Ohhhhhhh!”  She moaned.  “Push harder.”  If this was the treatment she was going to get as a blueberry, she could get used to this life.”

              ***

              Watching through the window, a young man recorded the whole thing.  “Are you seeing this, sir?”

              “Glorious.  Completely glorious!”

              “Umm, do I have to watch any more of this?  They are starting to. . .”

              “You stay there until she stops swelling.  This is for research.  We will do anything for research.”

              Mark gulped.  He was afraid his boss would have said that.  As he placed his phone against the window and looked away, he wondered what he was doing with his life.  It was bad enough when he was told to deliver the package to the young lady to see what it would do to her under the false promise it would shrink her.  Well, not an entirely false promise, but still.  “I am going to get a new job as soon as possible, one where they don’t experiment on people like this.  This is the last time I watch someone swell into a blueberry.”  He sighed.  “The last fucking time!”