Contains male berrification/inflation and weight gain! Don't like? Don't read.
Mike strolled through the forest, enjoying the green scenery around him. The trees provided just the right amount of shade, the colorful flowers swayed in the gentle breeze, and the soft, tall grass tickled his exposed ankles.
Stopping in the middle of a vast field, he stretched his lithe, tan body in the sun, running a hand through his dark brown hair. “What an awesome day to take a walk. Could this possibly get any better?” Mike asked aloud, pulling his black T-shirt straight and smiling to himself.
A small, green blob ahead of him caught his attention. He made his way up to the blurry figure, which upon closer inspection turned out to be a lone bush. From its branches hung dozens of blueberries, fat and full of juice. “Hmm…it’s kind of weird that this bush is growing in the middle of a field. I thought that bushes grew closer together,” Mike muttered. Plucking a single berry from the bush, he sniffed it cautiously. “It doesn’t smell poisonous,” Mike said softly. Breaking the skin of the fruit between his fingers, a gush of dark blue juice erupted from the berry and splashed onto his lips. Unconsciously, he licked the juice off, surprised by how good the flavor was. He popped the rest of the berry into his mouth, his teeth ripping through the flesh of the dark blueberry and coating his tongue in a thick layer of juice.
“Wow, these are really flavorful,” he complimented, swallowing more of the pulpy juice. He was amazed that so much had come from a single berry. Plucking another fruit from the bush, he greedily threw it into his mouth and bit down on it, the berry exploding into a huge mouthful of juice. He gulped down the heavy liquid, feeling it rest within his tightening stomach. “These are so filling,” he mumbled, rubbing his flat belly and reaching for another two berries. Deciding that he would rest there for a while, Mike sat in front of the bush so he could reach the blueberries better.
Mike hungrily ate berry after loaded berry, his stomach distending slightly under his strained black shirt. Swallowing the juice on his tongue, he looked down and poked his rounding stomach, hearing it slosh with juice. “Woah…I really let myself go. Okay, I think that’s enough for now,” he said worriedly, getting ready to stand. Another surge of juice filled his mouth, however, and he instinctively swallowed it. That mouthful was replaced by another, and another, until finally, Mike realized that something was wrong.
“What the Hell?”–gulp-“I only ate, like, twenty berries!–gulp-“Why am I still drinking this juice?”-gulp- -gulp-
The juice seemed to formulate on his tongue like saliva, forcing Mike to swallow so he could breathe. His already full stomach grumbled before slowly stretching out into his lap, groaning and sloshing with the heavy juice. Mike moaned as he continued to drink down the pulpy liquid, watching in horror as his belly outgrew him, morphing into a perfect sphere. He rubbed a hand over it, and the juice inside gurgled in response.
Suddenly, the juice’s location shifted. Every swallow now began to plump up Mike’s butt and thighs, causing him to sit higher and higher in the soft grass underneath him. His fattened legs tore at his shorts until the seams ripped them clear off of his body. He whimpered helplessly as his lower half was exposed to the open air. And still Mike drank…and still he continued to grow.
Mike tried to call for help, but the juice was too fast for him, swelling his cheeks out and forcing him to gulp down mouthful after mouthful of the sweet liquid. Even if he could yell, it would have been pointless, considering that he was in the middle of nowhere, and no one could hear him. Mike groaned in discomfort as the juice moved to his chest and arms, pumping them full of the heavy syrup that now churned throughout his entire body. His shirt soon gave up as well, ripping to shreds and sliding off of his bulbous shoulders. Now, his rounded, swelling pecs were free to ripen in the open.
