Blueberry Roulette

“Here you go, one blueberry pie.” The waitress said, placing the plate with a big slice of pie covered in whipped cream onto the table.

“Thanks darling.” Johnny said, with that big grin of his. The waitressed blushed in response. “You sure you don’t want any?” Johnny said, that grin of his growing wider.

“I’m sure…” Rebecca said, swallowing softly, watching Johnny take up a big forkful to his mouth and savouring it. She couldn’t help it, she just watched him take each slow savouring bite. As if taunting her.

“I remember you used to adore blueberries… Ate them all the time.” Johnny said, with that big beaming smile. Rebecca’s heart began to beat a little bit, her mouth-watering gazing at the pie. “They were your favourite weren’t they?” Johnny said, taking another slow teasing bite.

Rebecca huffed and turned away. “That was before I turned eighteen, too risky.” She said, still eying the pie enviously. “I’ve got to watch my… figure…” She said.

Johnny pushed the half eaten slice closer to the middle of the table. “Maybe you can have a bite?” He said. “Maybe, you’re not one of those one bite-boom kind of gals.” His smile was wide, honest but teasing. It made her, and nigh all other women who could see him swoon. “Come on… what are the chances that one bite is all it takes?”

Rebecca wiped a drop of drool from her lips. “Actually quite big Johnny! Are you trying to pop me?” She snapped a bit.

“Maybe… maybe not.” Johnny said teasingly. “I just remember how much you love these. And know that lots of women can eat a blueberry every now and then. And that this pie might not even real blueberries.” He pushed the plate a bit closer.

Rebecca picked up her fork. “Maybe… just one bite, for old times’ sake.” Johnny smiled. She took a forkful of pie up to her lips.

“Maybe I won’t burst.” She thought. “Not just from one bite.”

She placed the bite in her mouth and nearly moaned out loud from the sweet, fruity, creamy, and tangy flavours exploding on her tongue. Johnny chuckled a bit.

“Is it that good?” He said, taking another bit himself.

Rebecca felt her heart pounding in ecstasy and worry as she swallowed the bite. She placed her fork down. And waiting for any bloating feelings, checking her skin. Johnny laughed louder in response. Satisfied she was fine, Rebecca sighed. “It’s really good.”

“Want to help me finish it?” Johnny said, taking another bite. “Only a few bites left…”

Rebecca’s mouth watered. “I… I really shouldn’t.” She said, against herself she took another forkful. Johnny did as well, and both looking at one another took the bites. Rebecca savoured the sweet flavours she loved so much and swallowed. Once again inspecting herself.

“Only two more bites… shall we finish this pie together?” Johnny said.

Rebecca’s heart pounded. “This is… exciting.” She said, almost out of breath. “But I should stop. I pushed my luck taking one bite…” Johnny held up a forkful, offering it. “I should… stop.” She said. She opened her mouth and accepted the bite, savouring the taste.

She swallowed.

A gurgle erupted from her stomach. Her eyes shot open. “Crap!” She yelled, standing up in the booth. Other patrons turning to glance at them. “Crap crap crap crap crap crap crap crap!!!” She shouted over and over again. Her stomach bloating out under her blouse. “Johnny! Damn it Johnny why-? I- I-“ She stammered over and over.

Johnny just smiled and cocked his head. Giving a small almost embarrassed, “sorry.”

Rebecca turned blue all over, she stumbled out of the booth. Her swelling body quickly outgrowing her blouse, bursting button after button. Her bloating ass tightening her skirt. “Johnny!” She shouted. Growling other expressions and sounds, coming off more angry or annoyed than frightened.

“I didn’t force you to eat it.” Johnny said, watching her intently.

“You perv.” Rebecca said, seeing a bulge straining his jeans. She took a few tentative steps as her burgeoning thighs began to squish and rub against each other.

A waitress came walking over. “Miss, could you please come with me? We’d prefer you didn’t burst all over our facilities and customers.” Rebecca’s mouth hung open. Johnny stood up and gestured come on.

The two of them led Rebecca out of the main room, the other women and few guys watched and chattered. A few getting up to follow. “Would you mind if we watched?”

“Yes I would mind!” Rebecca shouted, Johnny shut his mouth, as if he was about to say sure.

Rebecca waddled down the hall, losing more and more mobility as her ass, thighs, and belly strained her frame. They opened the door and she waddled through, into the alley. Several drains and grates laid across the ground and the entire thing was tinged slightly blue.

“How many women blew up back here?” Rebecca asked back to the waitress.

“We don’t keep track… a lot?” She said, shrugging and leaving the two of them alone.

“Hrrrrrgh, I can’t believe you let me eat that pie Johnny.” Rebecca said, stumbling a bit as her torso rounded out more and more spherical. “I have a class to teach tomorrow, some girls who think I’ll be back tonight, a saving’s account-“

Johnny shrugged. “I’ll call the school, take care of your girls till I can find them their fourth mother, and… what shall I do with your savings…”

Rebecca scowled as her legs widened enough to fall back onto her bloated ass. “Give them to the girls.” She blushed a bit purple, having grown to her limit it starts to tingle her nether regions.

The alley door opened, the waitress poked her head out. “Oh, and sir, could you please hose down the alley when she’s done?” She said, gesturing to a hose.

“Sure, sure.” Johnny said, waving her off. He sat down on a nearby bucket and watched Rebecca. Rounding out slowly but surely becoming more and more spherical.

“You’re an ass Johnny…” She breathed slowly. “Ah well… It’s been fun.”

“26, you beat a lot of girls.” Johnny said, grinning.

“The average is 30 Johnny.” She said. “Hrm.” She said, flushing deep purple as she rounded out to a complete sphere. “I’ve hit… my limit already.” Her skin groaned and creaked.

“Didn’t inflate much eh?” Johnny said patting her side. “You could’ve gotten much bigger if you did. Give us a few more minutes.”

Rebecca just glared at him, biting her lip. Her body creaked and squeaked, groaning with pressure. Juice leaked from her nipples. “Haaah…. Haaah…” She breathed more tightly, pulsing with pressure.

She clenched her eyes shut. Johnny turned away, covering his face. She moaned. The pressure touching every nerve as she passed her limit.

SPLOOSH!!!

She exploded, flooding the alley with blueberry juice and soaking Johnny. He shook some of juice off, licking a little off his lips. “Wow.” He said, his dick throbbing in his pants. “That was something Rebecca.” He said, with a big grin.

Picking up the hose, he began washing down the walls.