Don't Leave Early

Don’t Leave Early.

              “Hey, Jan, the boss wants us to come down to the conference room.”

              Jan gulped and shut down her game.  “What?  Why?  We haven’t had a meeting in almost a month.”

              Harry shrugged.  “I don’t know, but we had better hurry.  You know how he can get about these things.”  Harry hurried down the corridor.

              “Fuck.”  Jan looked at her computer monitor.  “I am supposed to be going into a dungeon in twenty minutes.  I can usually get away with this as this place is deader than a doormat.”  She stood up.  “I am just going to go in, let him see that I am there, and slip out as I can’t miss this dungeon group.  Otherwise, I will spend the next five weeks looking for another static.  It is months into the expansion and way too late to be looking for a new group of people to do this kind of content with.”

              So, Jan hurried out of her cubical and followed after Harry.  Soon, she found herself inside the conference room with almost everyone from the office.  “What the hell is going on here?”

              Mark shrugged his arms.  “Beats me.”

              Amy leaned against the wall.  “All I know is management wants us all in one place to yell at us.”

              Jan fidgeted around.  “Well, they better hurry so we can get back to work.”

              Amy laughed.  “You want to hurry to get back to work?  Are you mad?”

              “Well, I guess so.”

              The room went silent as the head of the small company entered the room.  “Thank you all for taking time out of your busy lives and coming to today’s oh-so-very important meeting.”  He took a deep breath.  “Now, I know most of you don’t know who I am, and I would like to keep it that way.  All you bottom feeders need to know is I am your boss.”  He snorted.  “And we have a problem.  A big problem.  It seems that you fools have really taken to slacking off here in the office.”  Jan gulped.  “Well, I won’t have that anymore!”

              He turned around.  “We are putting in new measures that will help ensure you all keep at your work.  If any of you are found to be taking an unauthorized break, then our new punishment system will kick in.”  He snapped his fingers, and the projector flipped on to show a picture of rows upon rows of blueberries.  “Lovely, aren’t they?  Well, if you fuck up, you will be getting to know the blueberries much more personally.”  He slammed his hand against the wall.  “Do I make myself clear?”

              Amy smiled.  “Sure, boss.  We will do the work you want, no problem.”

              “Smart ass.  Let me remind you that if you mess up, you will find out what I mean firsthand, miss.”

              “Amy.”

              “Amy.  Nice and lovely name.”  He looked out over the crowd.  “And that goes for you all.  I don’t think you want to get into this juicy situation now, do you?  So, get back to work and stay there until it’s time to go home.  Understood!”

              Everyone turned around and walked back to their stations while grumbling and moaning.  Jan eventually makes her way back to her desk with a “Finally.”  She had been waiting for this moment so she could return to her static, and she wasn’t going to let some vague threat from some supposed boss she had never met before get in her way.  She was going to enjoy herself instead of.. . hell, she hadn’t worked here for so long, and she wasn’t even sure what she was supposed to do.  Besides, she wasn’t going home early.  How the hell would they even check if she was working?  Invade her privacy?

              As she sat down at her cubicle, she started up her game.  “Okay.  Now, where was I?”

              “Miss Killingsworth.  This is what you have been doing at work?”

              Jan looked around.  “Who is there?”

              “The camera above your desk.”

              She jumped to her feet.  “You freaks are spying on me?”

              “Well, considering you are pulling such pranks, we have to do something to keep you in line.”

              Jan crossed her arms.  “Well, I don’t care.”  She sat back down.  “I am still playing my game.  I can find a new, better job later.”

              “Oh no, you are not quitting.”

              “Huh?”

              A blue mist began to seep into her cubicle.  “Your work here has just begun.”

              “What is this?”  Jan stood up, coughing as she tasted blueberries.  “What are you doing?”  As Jan turned around to escape, the door behind her closed.  “Huh?”

              “What? I thought you wanted nothing more than to stick around and play your game?”

              Jan holds her arm over her face, her body slowly tingling more and more, and she slams her foot on the ground.  “Maybe I will play it at home, where people are not trying to. . . trying to. . . ohhh. . .”  She falls into her chair as she rubs her side.  “I. . . fuck. . .”

              “That is right.  Give into your juicy side.”

              Jan rubbed her breasts as her skin slowly turned blue.  “What are you doing to me?”

              “Just testing a new product that I think you will like.  What you don’t like the way you feel?”

              Jan fell out of her chair as she ripped off her shirt.  “I feel so hot.  My breasts and ass feel so full!”  She gulped as she looked at her arms.  “And I am turning fucking blue!  I am going to sue you for this!”

              “Sue?  Oh, come now, with what is happening, you won’t be able to sue anyone, my dear blueberry.”  Jan’s eyes widened.  “Barry, turn up the lighting there.  Our dear Jan will need all of the artificial sunlight she can get to ripen into the blueberry she is destined to be.”

              “What?”  Jan squeezed her knees as she felt something press against the inside of her chest.  “What do you mean ripen?  I am not a. . . not a. . .”  She moaned as her boobs throbbed about before leaking with blueberry juice.  “NOT A BLUEBERRY!”  Jan fell onto her back as her blue boobs almost doubled in size and covered the room with her juices.  “Ughhh. . . fuck. . .”  She pulled at her pants, which were tightening by the second.  “I am not a blueberry.”

              “Yeah, keep telling yourself that, my dear blueberry.  Get some people down there to roll her out of there.”

              Jan’s eyes widened, and she tried to sit back up.  “No.  You will not.”  She gulped as she realized just how heavy she had become, her chest like an overstuffed bean bag chair.  “Fuck’s sake.”  Shripppp.  Bloart.  Gurrggle.

              She gulped as her jeans slowly ripped and tore apart, revealing her swollen, juicy legs.  “I have. . . too. . .”  She forced herself onto her stubby legs.  “Get out of here.”  Jan wobbled over to the door, the juices inside of her body bubbling about.  “God damnit I feel so fucking.”  With one hand on the door handle and another on her ass, she slowly opened the door.  “I am never going to eat another fruit again.  I just. . . ohh. . .”  Juice dripped down her breasts.  “Just stop swelling. . .”

              Two young men turned the corner and held their arms out wide.  “Hold it right there, you big blueberry.”

              “Yeah.  Stop!”

              Jan shook her head.  “I am. . .”  She licked her lips.  “Ugh, why do I want to rub my big, juicy body against you two?”

              “Huh?”  They stumbled about as she lunged towards them, landing on the nearest young lad.  She had juicy urges she couldn’t contain, and these boys were going to stratify for her.  “Get this blueberry off of me!”  She pressed her massive, juicy breasts down against him.  “I. . . ohhhh. . .”

              “If you are a good boy, I will juice over you.”

              “Mark, do you need me to roll her off?”

              Mark shook his head.  “No.  I am quite fine.”  He squeezed Jan’s ass.  “Maybe I can get her to swell. . . bigger.”  Jan blushed.

              “What?”  He looked at Jan.  “Oh fuck it.  Good luck, you are on your own.”

              “So, need help getting out of those jeans?”  He pulled on Jan’s pants as she removed his shirt.

              “You had to take the time to ask?”  Her body vibrated, her juices going wild.  “Just hurry up.  I don’t know how much longer I can. . . contain myself.”  Jan’s body began to stretch, looking more and more like an overstuffed marshmallow as her limbs began to shrink into her body.  Blueberry juice seeped out of her nipples and down onto Mark as she looked more and more like a blueberry.

              “Whoh.  You really are going, aren’t you.”  He squeezed her side as his dick rubbed against her.  “I wonder how big you will get.”

              “As big as I need to, baby.”  She moaned.  “Now, stick your sword into me already.”

              He didn’t wait to be told again, sliding his burning hot dick into her berry pussy.  Jan let out a massive cry, blueberry juice squirting onto his body.  The last bits of her humanity shrank into her blueberry body as she continued to swell, her juices squirting out of her nipples and pussy.  “My, my, you really are going to get big for us.”  He licked her body.  “And when I am done with you, I am sure you will please everyone else.”

              “What?”  Jan moaned.  “What do you mean?”  She licked her lips as she was rocked by the most intense blueberry orgasm.

              “Well, you are a company blueberry now.”

              “WHAT!”  Her juices squirted down onto him in a mix of pleasure and anger as her orgasm rocked her body.  “I am a company what?”

              Mark slid out from under her.  “Well, you did try to break the new rules and leave early.”  He ran his finger between her massive boobs.  “You will be serving us for a long time to come.”

              “You. . . you will pay for this.”  He began to roll her down the corridor.  “You hear me.”  She gulped.  “Please let me have some more fun.  Please?”