a WONDERFUL commission completed by @strangebumpart! :)Our lovely, luscious contestant on this round

a WONDERFUL commission completed by @strangebumpart! :)Our lovely, luscious contestant on this round’s inflation has gotten a hold of some very lucrative berries. They came sealed in an envelope with a $40,000 check and instructions on what the berries do and when to eat them. “If you are reading this, you are one of five lucky participants to receive these experimental berries. The function of these berries is to increase the mass of the human body, resulting in fluid filled pouches that can be either act as storage for future nourishment or production for distribution. Extensive research has found that converting the glands in a large breasted woman’s chest has the potential to yield the most potent fluid production at the highest production rate. They also serve as the best containers for the large quantities of fluid production. The purpose of this study is to explore the exposure of a large breasted woman to these berries via a daily and scheduled regimen and the side effects. The schedule is to eat one berry a day in the morning until all berries have been consumed. We hypothesize breast size will double at this time; side effects may include excess swelling, fatigue, lactation of azure fluids, skin discoloration, and back pain. Under no circumstances should you eat more than one berry a day; if this happens to occur, please call the number provided.” Our lovely pair of tits looked at the letter amused. She did not buy it one bit; not even the check. The berries though, had an allure to them that she could not explain. She emptied them out on her table, grabbed her camera, and popped one into her mouth, unable to rationalize why that seemed safe but the rest of the packaging seemed a hoax. Her teeth tore into the berry, releasing a surprisingly lush juice that splashed oral ecstasy into her. She felt her body grow hot; her sense peeled back by the tingling warmth between her legs, the fresh drink of wonder pouring down her throat, and the slight arousal of flesh signaling physical delight throughout her breasts. “Mmmm!” she exclaimed as she took her selfie, wondering what the harm would truly be if she ate more. A handful of berries were snatched up from the table, and a gush of juices rushed her taste-buds and the back of her throat like a floodgate being opened. No sooner did she eat more than one berry in that moment did she feel her body shift like tectonic plates colliding within. Intense heat burned inside her breasts, while her lips quivered in contact with the juices dripping down her chin. She looked down in astonishment to see her breasts were not only double in size, but were making a sick gurgling noise. Two streaks of juice trickled through her shirt and down her body. Her body was going wild, and she could not deny the pleasure she felt. “Ugh, fuck…FUCK. My tits have gotten so BIG. I want to cum so hard… but I… I need to finish them. They’ll make it even better..” She turned her attention to the rest of the berries. In her greed, she stuffed her face full of the remaining. She would not even finish chewing them before her body reacted violently to the overdose. The gurgles in her breast flesh became painfully audible as her tits swelled to a ridiculous size, sputtering fluids in a steady stream through her now tattering shirt. She felt her body slipping into the heat; her eyes barely able to stay open as she gluttonously churned the juicy little morsels in her mouth; her lips unable to house the immense amount of goop drizzling from her. Upon swallowing, her mouth flew open to gasp for air; fluids dripped out of her talk hole like she never even finished ingesting the berries. Her pants began to feel tight; seams ripping as thick thighs bubbled through the cracks. Her thong tightened on her waist; her asscrack swallowing it whole. Her breasts could not be denied any longer; they tore her shirt asunder, leaving it in shambles. They were massive, but alarming. with each roaring, disgusting noise came the realization that her nipples were forced to prolapse for the purpose of pumping fluids out of the breast. Thick, blue, mucus-like fluids plopped out of her breasts at a slow pace. Too slow of a pace. Her face told the story of someone who could barely breathe, had come too hard, now had a broken camera due to her hand losing all rational function, and was the next victim of aphrodisiac-inflation berries. In her final thoughts before her brain burned out from sensory overload, she realized: “I’m not getting out of this in one piece.”And she didn’t. -- source link

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