“So like… it's gum?” Hannah asked, staring at what the tall machine just spat out.



Hannah loved gum since a young age. She couldn't really remember why she started, but since she was 12 she always had a piece of gum in her mouth, including right now. Earlier in the week Hannah's boyfriend, Jesse, had won a private tour of a local candy factory, and he brought Hannah along as his guest. The tour had been pretty boring so far, Hannah wasn't a big fan of candy, but now her interest was starting to peak.



“This isn't any ordinary gum”, the tour guide , “this special stick contains all the flavors of a three course meal! It's a new idea we've been working on, and once we get it finished it's going to revolutionize the way people eat! Imagine, no more time wasted cooking, and no money spent going out to eat! Just pick up a few packs of gum and you have all your meals set for breakfast, lunch, and dinner!”



Hannah's interest had definitely peaked. She looked over at Jesse, who was engrossed in what the tour guide was saying, and then back at the gum. She pushed her long brown hair out of her face, and waited for the guide to stop speaking. He already sold her on the gum, she didn't need to listen any more.



Hannah was about average height, with a roundish face and firm jawline from chewing so much gum. She had very wide hips for her body size, which translated into thick thighs that rubbed against each other when she walked and a prominent ass. She had everything tucked into a tight pair of black skinny jeans with rips in the knees. The stretched fabric wrapped around her round thighs and prominently showed of her rear. While down below she was large, Hannah wasn't fat at all. Her stomach was flat and thin, and she resembled a pear as she widened out at her hips. What she made up for in her butt she lacked in her breasts. While they were definitely noticeable, they were hardly anything to gawk at. They made Hannah self conscious, but Jesse told her she was beautiful no matter what. She wore a tight white t-shirt that cut off just above her navel, leaving the widening part of her stomach exposed. The shirt wrapped around her small breasts, emphasizing whatever was there, and then cut off in a low v-neck. Her arms were thin, but had a little fat on them. If somebody touched her upper arm their hand might squish in a little, but her arms weren't wobbly or anything.



Finally the tour guide finished his shpiel the gum, and Hannah reached for it. “What are you doing!” The guide yelled as Hannah grabbed the gum, “weren't you listening to anything I was saying?”



She wasn't. She held the stick of gum in one hand as she took out the piece she was chewing and stuck it behind her ear. “That gum isn't ready for human consumption!”, He continued, “it has some… side effects”



“Look dude”, Hannah said, “what's the big deal?”



“I don't know, babe, maybe you should just wait until they release the finished product. Maybe it could be like dangerous or something,” Jesse tried to reason.



“Are you kidding me?” Hannah asked, “it's just a piece of gum! What's it matter!” And with that she shoved the stick into her mouth and began to chew.



The guide watched her in stunned silence as Hannah's jaw went up and down. Her face contorted into a scowl as she was unsure of the gum's ability, and suddenly her eyes went wide.



“Oh my god!” Her face lit up, “This is amazing! It's like tomato soup! I can feel it running down my throat!” Hannah started swallowing mouthfuls of soup, careful not so accidentally swallow the gum. She smiled and nodded in self appreciation as she continued to chew. Jesse looked at the guide sheepishly, “it looks like it's alright”, he said.



“It's not the soup that-” the guide started, but he was cut off by Hannah.



“It's changing! Roast beef with baked potato! It's warm and flaky! And the meat is so tender!” She let out a small moan and rested a hand on her stomach. It was feeling kind of warm, which contributed to the wonderful feeling the meal was giving her. She closed her eyes in euphoria as the guide clenched his teeth nervously.



“Please miss, I implore you, please spit the gum out right now”



“And miss out on dessert? I don't think so,” Hannah replied, crossing her arms over her chest and leaning to one side. Her hands flew to her mouth as she let out a gasp. A smile curled on her lips as she chewed.



“Blueberry pie and ice cream!” she exclaimed, as she started to chew faster, encouraged by the flavor. “It's incredible!”



The guide let out a sigh as Hannah chewed, and he stared at her face.



“How could you possibly say this wasn't ready? Did you make it too good?” She asked as she embraced the gum. Jesse let out a nervous laugh, off-put by how the guide was reacting.



“See? It's fine”, Hannah said, opening her mouth and showing the guide the gum. It had turned blue while she chew it, and was sitting a small puddle of juice. The guide furrowed his eyebrows.



“It should have started by now”, he said as he inspected Hannah's face.



“What should have?” Jesse asked, worried.



“Hmmm… Hannah, could we ask you to stay around for some testing?” The guide asked, still confused.



“What? No, let's just finish the tour”, Hannah said, leaning back on one foot, still enjoying the gum.



“The tour ended when you took something that didn't belong to you. I think it would be in both our best interests if you stay so we can see why you aren't experiencing… previously seen effects”



“What the fuck, dude! We won a tour of the factory, we want a tour of the whole factory. I didn't come here to get tested on like a guinea pig!”, Hannah complained, letting her privileged attitude shine through. Her parents were fairly wealthy, so she was used to getting what she wanted. Jesse looked sheepishly from his girlfriend to the guide.



“I'm really sorry”, he said quietly to the guide. Hannah glared at him. “Could we just go? Don't worry about the rest of the tour”.



“Well, I really shouldn't let you leave without running some -”



Hannah opened her mouth to speak.



“I think I can make an exception this time though” the guide finished, not wanting to hear Hannah whine, “although if anything happens, don't hesitate to call this number right away”, he said, handing Jesse a business card. “And please miss”, he said to Hannah, “wouldn't you mind just spitting out that gum? It could do us a lot of good to analyze it”



Hannah rolled her eyes and let out a sarcastic laugh. “First you refuse to finish the tour we won, and now you want your dumb gum back? Just make another one. C'mon Jesse, let's go”, she said, looking for the nearest exit. She took Jesse's hand and dragged him along as he turned around and mouthed “I'm sorry” to the guide.



Once outside she let go of Jesse's hand and turned to face him. “Can you believe that?” Hannah asked, still chomping on the gum, “they kicked us off the tour just for a stupid piece of gum!”



Jesse looked at his girlfriend with a defeated look. “You really embarrassed me back there. What was with you?”



“What do you mean? The gum sounded cool and I wanted to try it”



“Yeah, but they said it wasn't ready! What if something happened to you! Why couldn't you just listen to someone else for once instead of doing whatever you want!”



Hannah's jaw dropped. She was not expecting her boyfriend to blow up at her like that, and she didn't think her actions were that wrong. Jesse's anger didn't last long though, and soon he defused to just being passive aggressive.



“Let's just go get dinner, ok?” He said, and he started to walk away. Hannah followed behind, starting to get annoyed with Jesse's moodiness. “I'm not really that hungry, I had a lot of candy at the factory, and the gum’s pretty filling”. Jesse ignored her and kept walking. Maybe she shouldn't have mentioned the gum.



As she walked, Hannah pulled up her jeans. While they were snug before, she found them starting to feel a little tight around her ass. ‘Maybe I had a little more candy than I thought’, she considered to herself. She brushed a hand over her rear and felt her squishy bottom beneath the stretched fabric. She didn't think too hard on it as she continued to walk after Jesse. He was slightly taller than her and had a longer gait, so she needed to be a little fast to keep up. “Jesse?” She said, but he just ignored her. She didn't even know where he was taking her to dinner, but she really wasn't hungry at all. The gum was still pumping out blueberry flavor, and she was swallowing it all. She thought it was a little weird that the blueberry pie lasted so much longer than the other courses, but she wasn't complaining.



Suddenly a loud gurgle emanated from her belly. Her hands flew to her stomach in embarrassment, and she could feel that her once toned stomach now was soft and pushed slightly over her waistband. Hannah let out a small groan and looked down, and was even more surprised to see that her breasts were now pressing her bra against her t-shirt, and she could see the outline of where they flowed over the cups of her bra. ‘Maybe I'll just skip dinner’, she thought, as she walked behind Jesse. She wasn't going to get upset over bigger boobs, but she definitely thought her stomach needed a break after all that candy.



The street they were walking on had started to get crowded, and as Hannah walked she started to notice other people beginning to stare at her as they passed. At first she thought it was all in her head until a child with their mom actually stopped and pointed at Hannah. The mother yelled at the child and hurried off, although she too stared at Hannah as she passed. Hannah was used to getting looks from strangers, but something felt seriously off today. She crossed her arms over her chest, sensitive about her suddenly larger buxom, and she felt their true size as her boobs pressed into her arms. Her breasts felt like they had with some kind of liquid inside them as the compressed against her chest, and Hannah really was starting to get uncomfortable. Why was everyone staring at her? She wasn't that much bigger.



She started to slow down as her bottom started to feel heavy. She didn't understand why she was getting so sluggish. She hadn't been walking that far, but she was seriously getting wiped out. She paused and pulled her jeans up again, but found they were really starting to stick to her round thighs and thick bottom. “Jesse”, she called out again, a hint of desperation in her voice, “can you please wait up?”



Jesse paused and sighed, and then turned to look at Hannah. When he did, his eyes went wide. Hannah looked at him, confused, as his jaw dropped and he lifted his arm to point at Hannah.



“H-Hannah, y-your face” was all he could manage.



“What?” Hannah asked as she chewed on her gum. She ran a delicate hand over her soft cheek, but nothing felt out of the ordinary. She looked at her hand, but everything was normal. “Jesse, what do you mean ‘my face’?” She asked, starting to get worried.



“It's- it's”, Jesse mumbled, struggling to get the words out. Hannah pulled out her phone and turned on the self facing camera. When she saw her face, she let out a ear piercing scream.



Almost her entire face was blue. Her nose and most of her cheeks had become navy, and the color flowed around her eyes onto her forehead. She rubbed her cheek again, trying to get the blue off, but to no avail. She found that while her blue skin still felt like regular skin, if she felt closely she could feel a warmth flowing beneath the surface.



As if her scream had been an invitation, a crowd started to form around Hannah in the busy street. Hannah glanced nervously at all the people around her. She put an arm over her chest again, the other still holding the phone. Already some people in the crowd has began to film her and take pictures. She looked back at herself in her phone.



The blue was spreading, slowly. It began to work it's way down over her jaw, and up covering her ears and sinking into her hairline on her forehead. Her entire face was blue now, and the color didn't look like it was stopping as it flowed down her neck.



“J-Jesse? What's happening to me”.



Hannah shifted from one foot to the other, and she felt her thighs push against each other. Her jeans had gotten even tighter, and Hannah started to wonder if that had anything to do with the blueness. People don't just gain that much weight in one day from just eating candy.



She looked down and saw the blue flow into her shirt. She pulled out her collar and watched as blue covered her breasts, which were hardly contained in her small bra anymore. The blue flowed over her soft mounds and down into the crevice of her cleavage. She looked up at the crowd surrounding her and let out a small groan. She took a few steps backwards to give herself some distance. Her mind was racing at a mile a minute, and she never even thought to make the connection between the gum and her transformation.



The cerulean wave crept out of her sleeves and down her upper arms. As it started to reach her elbow, blue started leaching out from below her shirt. Hannah put her hands on her soft stomach as the color flowed into her belly button and down into her jeans. A warm sloshing churned in her stomach, giving her the confused feeling of being filled with water. She watched as the blue traveled down her forearms to her hands, meeting her stomach, and then wrapped around each finger, finishing off on her fingernails which became a light purple.



Unable to follow the blue under her jeans, Hannah began to look around and fully acknowledge her situation. “I'm… blue”, she muttered to herself as her eyes darted around the dozen and a half people watching her. She slowly backed away from the crowd staring at her, embarrassed to see quite a few phones now filming her. She blushed a deep purple as she tried to pull her crop top down over her blue stomach.



While her growth was obvious to her, Hannah hadn't actually gotten that much bigger. It wasn't until she tried to adjust her shirt that Jesse noticed her cerulean stomach had trouble fitting into her jeans. He furrowed his eyebrows as he tried to remember if Hannah had a trim stomach or not, but was swiftly distracted as he saw the blue flow over her knees through the holes in her jeans. He looked back up at her blue face, her firm jaw still chomping on the gum (although her cheeks were looking a little softer) when something clicked.



“I think we should head back to the factory”, he said, urgency in his voice. Hannah, desperate for anything that could help her, agreed, and turned to start heading back. As she walked towards the crowd that surrounded her back, the group split, afraid to let Hannah near them, in case she might be contagious. A few people followed her along, still filming the spectacle in the street.



As Jesse followed after her, he saw her already prominent rear was pressing much more firmly against the seat of her jeans than usual. Her thighs quaked as she trodden down the sidewalk, and Jesse saw blue flowing out of the bottom of her jeans, over her ankles and into her shoes. She was nearly completely blue now, and even her light brown hair was starting to develop dark blue streaks.



Hannah let out small grunts with each step as her jeans compressed her waist, giving her a slight muffin top. She held her sloshing stomach in her hands, and if she paid close attention, she could even feel it growing under her hands.



“Jesse, something's wrong,” Hannah said, stopping and looking down at her swelling midriff.



“Yeah,” he replied, “you're blue. Come on, let's move.”



“No, something else,” she said as she turned around to face him. Jesse gasped as he saw her face. Her cheeks had definitely swollen up, and her firm jawline had melted away. The rest of her didn't look much better. Her breasts pressed her bra into her tight shirt, and a faint blue could be seen along the outline of where her breasts flowed over the cups. Her shirt rode up around her breasts, revealing her entire stomach which was at least three times larger than it normally was. Once flat, her paunch hung over her jeans by at least six inches. The button of her jeans was clearly straining, ready to burst off. Her already wide hips were reaching unrealistic proportions as her thighs smushed into each other. At about a foot and a half wide, new holes were starting to form in her jeans, letting blue skin flow out of the black fabric.



“L-let's just keep going. Come on, hurry,” Jessie said as he started to walk again. Hannah started to move, but found she was having trouble as her thighs got in her way. Her walk devolved into a waddle as her giant rear shook up and down with each step. After about 20 feet, the button of her jeans burst off, revealing her stretched black panties. She stopped walking.



“Mph, Jesse this isn't working,” she moaned as she turned back towards him. She let out another whimper as she saw how big her ass had gotten. Her cheeks wobbled as she kept chewing the gum.



“Hannah, I really think you should spit out that gum”



“No!” Hannah shouted, surprising even herself with her decisiveness, “I- I can't.”



“What do you mean you can't?”



“I don't know, I just can't!” She cried out as she kept chewing, “I - I want to, I think, but I can't stop. I don't know what's wrong with me.”



Hannah's breath wavered as she stood on the brink of tears, and she started to shiver from a combination of fear and frustration. Her blue breasts shook as they started to flow over her v-neck. She tried to push them down, and her hand sunk deep into her soft blue cleavage. She felt a strange fluidic pressure within, like a water balloon nowhere near full capacity. A tear could be heard as her shirt ripped, lowering her v-neck and revealing some of her much too tight black bra.



“Stay here, I'm going to run back to the factory,” Jesse said, trying to sound reassuring as he turned away from her.



“Wait, don't leave me-” Hannah started, but Jesse already was running, almost half a block away. He sure was quick, although that wasn't really on Hannah's mind.



She looked around on the sidewalk, noticing again the crowd of people that surrounded her. She felt more rips as her massive thighs flowed out of her black jeans. She tried to look down and assess the damage, only to find that she couldn't see her legs over her round stomach. Her shirt was pulled all the way up to just under her breasts, and combined with the ripping up top, it was barely covering anything. She reached forward and tried to pull her shirt down just a little bit, hoping for any preservation of modesty possible. She had trouble reaching her front, and when she tugged on her shirt she caused the rip to flow all the way through, fully exposing her swollen breasts trapped in an impossibly stretched black bra.



She blushed a purple hue as people whispered and pointed at her. A small surge sloshed her legs, her thighs forcing her to widen her stance. As she did, she felt a tear form along her crotch as her pants split down the middle. She let out a gasp and tried to cover herself with her hands, only for the strain to rip the sleeves off her shirt, causing the fabric to fall to the floor. She looked down the street towards the factory, but she couldn't see Jesse or any help past all of the people staring at her. She tried to waddle along the sidewalk, only to nearly lose her balance and fall. She did, however, cause the remaining stands of black denim to fall off her body, leaving her in just her underwear.



She let out a small worried moan as she felt a cool breeze flow over her exposed blue flesh. She looked at the crowd around her, making awkward eye contact with pitiful face after pitiful face, and she noticed that the people were starting to look… shorter?



Hannah let her hands fall to her sides, only for them to rest on her bloated middle which was now expanding in all directions. Her crotch had started to lower towards the ground, and her chest rose up, increasing her height. The straps of her bra dug into her shoulders and around the back of her swollen upper arms. Her neck had gone, assimilated into her mass, and her chin was pressed up into her gargantuan breasts that were starting to flatten out on her sphericalizing body. She was still chewing the gum.



“Hmmmph, nnnng” was all she could grunt as she tried to flap her arms, only to find that her arms had been sucked into her sides. She heard a snap, and a loosening pressure. Her bra must have finally lost the battle and snapped off. Soon, she heard another snap. There went her panties. She felt a cool sensation in her nether regions as her crotch made contact with the sidewalk pavement. She was nearly completely round now, with just the top of her head, nose and above, rising out of her round body. Her brown hair, colored with blue streaks, laid disheveled on the top of her body. She rocked back and forth on her crotch as she increased in circumference until she was a good 10 feet across. Her growth slowly started to decline, but a churning could still be heard grumbling inside her.



She looked over the heads of the crowd, but Jesse was still nowhere to be seen. She felt her skin stretching tighter, and she realized she must still be producing liquid, even if she stopped growing. She let out a moan of fear as she considered what would happen when the pressure grew to be too much for her body to handle.



“Help! Help!” She pleaded to the crowd between chomps of the gum. An idea came to her, but she wasn't particularly looking forward to it. “P-please, somebody roll me to the candy factory. Ple- mmph!” Suddenly, a surge of juice flooded her cheeks, constricting her speech. Hannah heard talk coming from the crowd, but all of the voices blended together. “Pwease! Anybowdy!”



She let out a small grunt as she felt a pair of hands touch her ass, although one could hardly call it that now. It was just a section of her sphere. Before she knew it, she was rolling and her head was barreling towards the ground. She screamed as she quickly approached the pavement, her hair flying wildly. She felt the pavement run along her stomach, and then chest, and then her head was enveloped in darkness as she was upside down. When her head came up the other side, she got a quick glimpse at her helper, a black haired woman with a beige beanie, a maroon knit sweater, and dark blue jeans. She looked disgusted to even touch Hannah, but she must have sensed the urgency and helped.



Hannah continued to scream as she rolled and rolled, her head constantly flying towards the pavement and then back away. She tried to look for Jesse, but her flying hair got in her eyes and the momentum blurred her vision.



Rolling wasn't a very smooth process. Hannah wasn't perfectly round, so every time the woman stopped pushing her, she stopped rolling. Unfortunately she rarely stopped with her head on top, and a few times she was stuck in darkness under her body while the woman pushing her caught her breath. After what felt like the woman panted, “we're here.”



Hannah was rolled forward, so her head was on the side and facing the ground. She tried to crane her neck up to look forward, but had trouble with her swollen body. Suddenly, Jesse burst out of the door to the factory, the tour guide from before trailing behind.



“She should be over - oh my god.” Jesse gasped, getting a glimpse of his gigantic girlfriend. She looked so different from when he left her, and all he could think of was when she was slim and not blue and normal. The tour guide let out an exasperated “oh dear” as he gazed up at the blue behemoth which was Hannah.



“I'm afraid we must act quick, we haven't much time,” he said, and a dozen or so workers came rushing out of the building, all wearing matching white shirts and denim overalls. Hannah moaned and grunted as they all joined on one side and rolled her into the factory, much faster than she'd been rolled before. The doors to the factory closed behind them, leaving the tour guide, the woman, and a very shocked Jesse outside.



An awkward silence petuated the scene as the three stared at each other.



“What's going to happen to her?” Jesse finally asked the tour guide.



“Well, they're going to give her the antidote, and probably roll her to the juicing room to squeeze all that juice out of her”



“So she's going to be back to normal?”



“No. Well, maybe. Probably not. We don't usually see women that big. Typically we get them the antidote before they even start swelling, or if we don't they…”



The tour guide made small explosion gestures with his hands, to which Jesse responded to with very wide eyes.



“Let's just say it's lucky she made it back in time,” the tour guide finished.



After a few more minutes of standing and staring, the guide excused himself to go file some paperwork. He told them Hannah would be out shortly, and left the two young adults standing outside.



“So, thanks for rolling Hannah over here. You're a lifesaver… literally, I think. Oh, and I don't think I ever got your name,” Jesse finally said to the woman.



“I'm Sarah,” said the woman, “and it was nothing. I'm sure anyone else would have done the same.”



“Well,” Jesse rocked back on his heels, “they didn't. You did. Thank you.”



“How do you know Hannah?” Sarah asked Jesse. The question caught him off guard.



“She's my-”



He looked at her in detail, really for the first time. She was tall, but very thin. Her face was, Jesse didn't want to go as far to say, beautiful. Her cheekbones were pronounced and her sharp nose complimented her perfect symmetry. Her her black hair was smooth and flowed from her beanie. He couldn't help but notice her breasts, moderate, but noticable under her sweater. Her legs were slim, but long. She was practically a complete opposites from Hannah.



She was so selfless as well. So quick to stop what she was doing to help someone in need. Jesse thought about Hannah, how she was so rude to the tour guide, how she stole the gum and this whole thing was really her fault in the first place. If she'd just stayed and let them run some tests she probably would of been able to leave unharmed, but now she was going to be a blueberry forever or something. Jesse had made his decision.



“She's just an old friend. Hey, could I take you out to coffee sometime to show my appreciation?” Jesse asked. He was done with Hannah, at least as a boyfriend.



“Um… sure I guess. I'm not a big coffee drinker, but I know a really good tea place around here. Let me give you my number.”



Jesse gave her his phone, and honestly was a little surprised at his success. He didn't feel that comfortable moving on after Hannah so quickly, he hadn't even actually broken up with her yet, but at the same time he knew that this was good for him and he was getting out of a toxic relationship.



The two talked for another half hour, until finally the tour guide came back out of the large doors.



“So, we've done some really great work, I'm honestly shocked by how much we were able to accomplish,” the tour guide said, “however, Hannah still isn't exactly back to looking like her old self, and I don't think there's much more we could do. Try not to act too shocked, I think she's a little self conscious.”



The guide opened the door slightly and beckoned Hannah out with a hand gesture. Jesse gasped at the sight of her.



Hannah was still completely blue, from toe to tip. Her hair was mostly brown, with a few blue highlights here and there. Her cheeks had swollen outward, softening her jawline. Her face wasn't the only thing the was swollen though.



Her clothes were destroyed when she inflated out of them, so the factory lent her a pair of company overalls. They were designed to have a shirt underneath, so they only consisted of a pair of jeans with connected denim covering up most of the stomach and chest. Denim straps went over the shoulder and down the back, leaving a lot of skin exposed.



Hannah's legs, large before, had grown larger still. Her hips pushed her arms out when she left them by her side, and her ass stretched the back pockets smooth against the fabric. Her overall stance had widened to accommodate how much her thighs pushed on each other.



Her stomach, surprisingly, was still small, possibly even smaller than before the tour, though not toned at all. Her hip/ waist ratio was insane, as her waist was probably only a half of her total width. Her stomach didn't come close to touching the denim of her overalls, as the denim was pushed off by a significant development, her boobs.



To say her breasts had grown would be an understatement. The previously semi-flat-chested woman now was greatly endowed, sporting E cups or higher. Her mountainous cleavage poured over the top of her overalls, and she had some incredibly visible sideboob.



Her whole body appeared to have gained a slight pudge. The straps of the overalls sunk slightly into her shoulders, and her spine and shoulderblades were not pronounced at all on her exposed back. Her waist, though thin, poured slightly over the top of her jeans, and her neck flowed more smoothly into her chin.



Hannah brushed a few stands of brown hair behind her blue ear. As she put her arm down, her upper arm brushed the side of her breasts, causing them to jiggle against each other.



“Jesse, I want to go home,” she said, looking at him with sad, embarrassed eyes. Jesse's heart sunk as he looked at her.



“I'll call a cab,” Jesse said, not wanting to make Hannah walk all the way back to her apartment in public. A cool breeze blew by, causing a shiver to run down Hannah's spine. Her legs squished together, and pulsations shook through her body.



“Do you wanna borrow my sweater?” Sarah asked her, ready to take hers off.



“I'm fine,” Hannah said coldly, “thank you though. For everything.”



She crossed her arms across her chest, pushing her boobs out of the fabric even more. Her hands sunk into her upper arms, which clearly gained a bit of pudge as well.



Jesse looked up from his phone. “Lyft should be just around the corner. Thanks for all your help Sarah, I'll- uh. I'll update you when we get Hannah home.”



Hannah and Jesse thanked Sarah once again and hopped into they're ride. The driver couldn't speak much English, but he stared at Hannah as she got in the car, and glanced back at her in the mirror every chance he got.



Neither Hannah nor Jesse spoke for a majority of the car ride, until Jesse finally said, “how are you feeling?”



Without speaking Hannah grabbed his hand and pulled it into her stomach under her overalls. Jesse's forearm brushed against her soft breasts, and his palm rested just above her belly button. He felt juice sloshing in her stomach, being shaken by every bump in the road. Her belly was cold, but soft and squishy.



He looked down and saw her legs shaking, compressed against the denim fabric.



“Oh,” he said, and they rode the rest of the way in silence. Hannah spent the time investigating her blue hands and looking at blue strands of her hair.



When they finally got to Hannah's apartment they walked up to her place without speaking. She opened the door and turned to him.



“This is all your fault. Don't talk to me again.”



Jesse was in shock. Hannah started to close the door, but he stopped her.



“What are you talking about?” He asked, surprised. She looked at him, and he saw tears starting to well in her eyes.



“You should have stopped me! You heard the gum was bad and you just let me chew it anyway! And now I'm this- this blue freak! Get out of my life!” She screamed, and slammed the door in his face. Jesse paused, and slowly made his way back to his apartment. That was the last time he ever spoke to Hannah.









Jesse did eventually go out to tea with Sarah, and they had a good time. Eventually they decided to go on a date, which eventually turned into two, and then they were going steady. Soon he found himself hardly ever thinking of Hannah, although once every so often he'd spot a blue girl buying groceries at the local co-op. She never did get any smaller, and if he wasn't mistaken he could have sworn she was actually bigger every time he saw her. Her stomach especially didn't keep its trim physique. Her belly never got fat, but she did develop a bit of a paunch compared to right after she was juiced.



She mostly wore yoga pants and some type of loose crop top that hung off her boobs above her stomach. She always turned heads, both for her blue color and her humongous assets. One time Jesse saw her in a pair of jeans. The fabric on the insides of her thighs had whitened from rubbing together so much. She always ignored him.



One day when he and Sarah were looking around on the internet, they came across a YouTube channel with Hannah as the profile picture. As it turns out, Hannah had taken up vlogging, coming to terms with her new body. She'd amassed quite a following too, with hundreds of thousands of people wanting to see the daily life of a human blueberry. People loved spectacle, after all.



What shocked Jesse most of all, though, was how even through all her changes and growth, Hannah was still able to make herself look hot. She owned her hourglass figure, and even with her larger stomach her hip/waist ratio was insane. In every video she'd pose in different angles, always showing off her body in the most attractive light. She wore mostly v-necks and push-up bras, and often she'd skip the bra and just go with a crop top, revealing plenty of cleavage and underboob. She also got a few piercings, a silver stud on her belly button, and one on her nose, which helped distract from her weak jawline and complimented her blue nicely. She managed to make her hair into a style, sometimes dying the who thing blue, or dying it wacky colors and leaving a free stands of blue behind.



She'd also gone back to chewing gum. In almost every episode her lips would be smacking on a piece of gum while she opened mail or made a smoothie.



“Good for her,” Sarah had said, “you go girl.” Jesse wasn't really feeling the same though. Hannah clearly hadn't changed at all from her experience, besides physically. Through her videos he could see that if anything, her bitchy personality just grew (much like the rest of her). She made a video about her trip to the factory, and how her ex boyfriend “convinced” her to try the experimental gum. She didn't name him, thankfully, but he couldn't believe how she fabricated lies around the whole experience. Luckily Sarah never asked what Hannah meant by “ex-boyfriend,” since he told her they were only friends and nothing more.



Once every few months Jesse would check back in on Hannah's channel, and he found that while her subscribers grew, her body definitely did too. Her breasts had grown at least two cup sizes, he guessed, and her thighs stretched the fabric thin in her pants. When she chewed her gum her chubby cheeks shook on her round face. After a few years, Jesse stopped checking on her channel, and that was the end of her story.