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A blue dot began to form at the end of Taylor's nose. Oblivious she kept chewing the prototype gum, which of course she had stolen.

"Uh Taylor...you got something on your nose. It's like pen ink or something." said Megan

"Shut up Megan I'm not done yet." replied Taylor

You see Megan had won a trip to a new candy factory that was having a contest to show off the products which they sold. Taylor, Megan's best friend, was obviously the first to be asked to go with her.

The factory itself was like any other, it has assembly lines, shipping departments, but the most spectacular was the inventing room in which only the owner was allowed to go into. Megan and Taylor were the first to be able to see the room. It was like something out of a an evil scientist movie, it had enormous machines, weird looking liquids, assorted candy ingredients.

The owner's proudest machine was a gum that would simulate certain foods. Taylor decided not to listen to his warnings of it's imperfections.

"No really Taylor theres something blue on your nose...it...it looks like it's spreading!"

"What are you talking about Megan. Honestly sometimes-"

"Taylor I'm being serious!"

"I told you it wasn't ready yet..." the owner said

"You got that right look what it did to her!" Megan said grabbing the owners black coat

"There's nothing wrong with the gum guys seriously. You're starting to scare me." Taylor said

By now the blue dot was now engulfing Taylor's nose.

"I told you girls that the gum goes wrong everytime...theres side effects to each flavor of gum."

"What kind of side effects?" the girls asked simultaneously

"You'll see."

Megan and the owner both look back at a now blue faced Taylor. The spreading began to speed up as it spread down her neck.

Taylor's eyes darted back and forth at the stares of the owner and Megan. She felt odd, not because she was being stared at but something was wrong with her. She took a couple steps back as the owner and Megan stepped away from her.

She now sees the blue creep up her hand and tries to fling it off by shaking her hand. Taylor grabs the collar of her white long sleeve button down to see if the rest to her body is turning blue, and much to her dismay it was.

Taylor is nervous of what 'side effects' the owner meant. She flattens out the wrinkles in her black skirt and re-adjusts her black belt by moving the round plastic buckle. Her white high heel shoes clacked against the tiled floor. Her long blonde hair keeps falling in front of her eyes due to her head moving back and forth trying to fathom where the blue is going.

She looks down at her heels as the blue ends at her toes.

Her stomach feels awkward, as if she had eaten an entire buffet by herself. The nervousness causes butterflies in her gut too.

Her belly groans and gurlges. Taylor clutches her midsection without hesitation.

"What's going to happen to her?" asked Megan

"Like I said, you'll see." replied the owner

Taylor's stomach let out a loud gurgle and started pushing outward. Taylor gasped as her belly began to push out against her clothes.

"Taylor what are you doing!" Megan shouted

Taylor looked down at her growing midsection. The swelling was pushing her skin over the plastic belt. She could feel her thighs grow underneath her skirt.

Her body looked like an hourglass as her belt kept her pelvis from swelling. The belt's restriction was starting to cause Taylor a lot of pain.

Megan sees this and trys to walk over to Taylor and take it off. Taylor winces at the pain.

"I feel funny!" shouts Taylor

Her belt breaks apart and Taylor's restricted belly bounces free of its confines.

"What's happening to me!" says Taylor

"What part of 'it wasn't ready yet' did you not get?" the owner replies

Taylor's belly pushed her tucked shirt over her skirt. She grabs it with both hands trying to push her growing form back in. Her body is starting to take the form of a teardrop, with her upper body being skinnier than her wide bottom.

Her skirt was being stretched around her holla hoop sized waist. She tries to comprehend what is happening to her, her head moving a mile a minute to see the swelling. Her backside tries to keep pace with her front swelling. Taylor looks back at her growing ass with dismay.

"What did you put in that gum you freak!" Taylor says looking back at the owner

"I told you it wasn't ready. You see this is the inventing room, nothing in here is edible yet. The gum you just stole, dispite my warning I may add, is a prototype for different flavored gums. Now testing has proven that it wasn't ready yet, there were peach, cherry, watermelon, and your blueberry flavored gums. They all ended the same as you are now. I might add that I am not the freak with the blue skin." the owner said

Taylor started to tear up. Her body growing by the second, she was a blue freak. The bottom buttons on her shirt began to stretch to contain her belly. Her skirt was showing streaks of blue at her waist.

"So wait," Megan interjected "You're saying she's turning into a blueberry?"

"Precisely." the owner replied

Taylor swayed her body from side to side and audibly heard the sloshing juice within her body. The juice within her took a few seconds to settle.

The button on her skirt popped off, which started a chain reaction as her tight skirt began to rip at the bottom. The stitching showed more and more of her blue legs. Until finally the rips on the sides gave way and the tattered remains of her skirt fall to the ground. She is now left in her white heels and clearly visible green panties.

Embarassed at the sight of this her blue face turns a bright violet as she tries to pull her shirt down, but to no avail.

"Megan! don't just stand there help me! Please!" Taylor shouts

Megan makes a motion to go over to Taylor but is stopped by the hand of the owner.

"There is nothing we can do for her right now." the owner says

Taylor gives them both a questionable look. Why is no one helping her?

Her breasts feel a slight tingling in her bra as they begin to grow. Taylor folds her arms across them to conceal her modesty.

The bottom button of her shirt, being stretched to the max, pops off revealing the bottom of her growing belly.

Megan walks over and puts her hand on Taylor's stomach. Taylor stumbles back for a second since she is top heavy but she looks at Megan examine her.

"I can feel the juice moving around in her. Tay, your stomachs real tight you ok?"

"Oh yeah well I'm fine EXCEPT I'M TURNING INTO A FRICKIN BLUEBERRY YOU TWIT!" Taylor shouted making Megan flinch

"Sorry I asked..."

"Ooooh I feel so full" Taylor said

"You got a ways to go." the owner said

Another button pops off as her shirt struggles to hold on. She reaches down an massages her growing belly.

Button after button pops off before stopping at her breasts. The swelling of her midsection starts to make its way downward. The button on her breasts finally gives way.

Her arms and legs start to grow. The fabric of her sleeves cannot contain the swelling. She is slowly becoming a round ball as her midsection starts to assimilate her lower and upper body. The tops of her sleeves rip away and fall to the ground.

She is left in her matching green bra. Taylor begins to really cry at her inability to conceal her modesty. Taylor stance is widened as she tries to keep her balance, but it is futile. Her arms are forced into a T shape as they are lifted and upwards only to suffer the same fate as her legs and become part of her spherical body. The naked body feels the chilly tiled floor.

Her growing belly continues to groan and rumble.

"Is...is it over?" Taylor says with a sniffle as tears stream down her face.

"For now. Usually the swelling doesn't stop until you grow a lot bigger, but we needed to wait for you to round out so we could roll you." the owner says

Taylor feels the juice flowing through her body now that her appendages are so close to her core.

"R-r-roll me?" Taylor says with a grimace

"Yes. Megan would you mind helping me?" the owner says turning to Megan

Taylor tries to waddle to the door to get away from them. Each labored step makes the juice in her churn and throw her balance off. To her misfortune she wouldn't win a race against a sloth and Megan and the owner catch up to her with ease.

She flaps her hands to try and keep them away.

It's for your own good Taylor please let us help you." Megan pleads

Taylor succumbs to her fate of being rolled as they tip her backwards and push her on her side. The juice inside her sloshes against her body from side to side.

She was still growing inch by inch though she couldn't tell. It was as if everytime Taylor swallowed she grew a little more.

The owner pushed Taylor as Megan opened to the door. Taylor's hair fell in front of her eyes as she rolled end over end.

The juice rolled and rolled which felt so uncomfortable in Taylor's mind.

"So what happened to your earlier test subjects?" Megan asked

"Well early tests were pretty grim. We had no idea what effects the gum would take and well...you remember the cherry I mentioned earlier?" the owner asked

"Yeah" Megan replied

"Due to the potency and how long the woman chewed it. She...she litterally became a peach..."

"WHAT!?!?" Taylor yelled "I don't want to be a blueberry forever!"

"No worries Taylor. You had a very weak piece of gum it would take days without de-juicing for you to shrink and become a blueberry." the owner stated

"De-juicing? Taylor asked

"Gotta get that juice out of you somehow right?" the owner said

The long hall way to the juicing room seemed to be getting smaller. Taylor only caught glimpeses through her hair but she knew that it was getting smaller. Her heels skim against the wall and her view becomes more and more obstructed by her growing body.

Her body assimilated her neck as well as her breasts. And the bottom of her body pushed her feet further apart. She felt two snaps and knew what fell off.

"I feel like an alien," Taylor thought to herself "This morning I looked like any normal person in the mirror. And now...now I'm a blueberry."

Taylor was now a round ball in white heels.

Megan opened a door to a circular room with a staircase leading to a control room and what looked like a circular car crusher with large steel compressors.

The owner rolled Taylor into the middle of the room and escorted Megan to the control room. Taylor felt taller as she rocked back and forth, the juice inside her refusing to settle in one place.

The machines hissed and started to boot up. The steel compressors started making their way toward Taylor as she realized she should've just listened.

Epilogue

"Well you should be thankful Taylor that you didn't stay blue" Megan shouted from the kitchen

"I'm still tired from it Meg" Taylor says laying on the couch in a tank top and her pink pajamas

"You look even skinnier too!" laughed Megan

"Oh ha-ha you're so-"

Taylor's belly rumbles loudly.