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Abigail walked up the stairs of the skyscraper. Her brown and orange hair drenched in sweat as she passed the tenth floor. "Friggin' elevator." she thought spitefully as she continued on with her already sweaty quest. Floor 16 was where she was headed, as she had contacted some old friends that were in town for the weekend. "Onward and upward." she said to herself.
When she at last got to floor 16 she sighed a breath of relief. She knocked on the door and a tan brunette answered. "Abigail? Little Abi?" she said through the cracked door. "That's my name, don't wear it out." Abigail said out of breath, "Hi Bre.". "Oh my look at you, all grown up and such, how are you?" Bre asked happily. "I'm fine, a little sweaty. Could I use your shower?" the sweaty lass asked. "Of course, just don't use the soap with the little blue things in it. That's for my *ahem* private time." the tennent warned her guest. "Thank you so much." Abigail said as she walked toward the bathroom.
The shower water was warm and felt good on her skin. Abigail was enjoying it as she wet her hair, succumbing to the utter euphoria of being cleansed. The water dripped off her hands as she reached for a bar of soap. Lost in the exstacy of her shower she accidentally grabbed the soap spotted with blue dots. After stepping out of the shower, she dried herself, and got dressed. She glanced at the mirror and did a double take. There was a blue dot on her nose. She tried to rub it out but it wouldn't come off. Then she noticed it was getting bigger. Abigail began to panick. The spot now engulfed her face. She panicked even more and her entire body turned blue. She heard a knock at the door. "Hello? Abi? Is everything alright in there?" Breana asked. "Fine, everything is good in-hrrrr!" the confused girl started but was interrupted by a sudden feeling of pressure from within herself. She looked down and discovered the horrifying truth that her body was blowing up. "Not again." she thought back to her first day of work when her boss blew her up into a floating kink toy. She stumbled toward the door and reached for the handle, but she couldn't reach it. Her body had grown into a big ball. She flapped her hands as her crotch pushed down and her feet left the floor. Her jeans button snapped off hitting the wall as her sleaves exploded and the remaining shoulder holders ripped in two. The middle of her shirt began to tear apart as her breasts expanded beyond natural proportions. The door swung open and Abigail fell onto her back. "Oh no! Abigail did you use the soap with the little blue things in it?" Bremon asked. "I dobn know." Abigail sputtered as her cheeks were as big as baseballs. "Well we got to get you to a place with more room. The bathroom is getting cramped." Bre said rolling the round embarrassed girl. She flapped her hands and wiggled her feet in protest to being touched. Her body had become so sensative.
A minute later they were back in the lofty area of the living room. Bre rolled Abigail onto her side and began to massage her breasts. Abigail immediately protested flapping her hands and wiggling her feet. "Relax," Breana said soothingly to the spheric lass, "this will help to ease some of the pressure.". As soon as one of her breasts began to leak, Bre started on the other one. "Hmm, not enough to get her back to normal." the brunette thought out loud. "Maybe we should get the other holes involved." Breana decided. She rolled the blue ball onto her back and began. Her fingers and tongue were skilled at this and did their jobs well. Abigail began to have uncontrollable orgasms as Bre rolled her back onto her crotch. Bre wiped her mouth on her arm and noticed what Abigails ripped shirt said, and giggled. "Never has that shirt been more true than it is today." she said to herself.

THE END

My blueberry OC bonanza continues with Abigail.

Description
Abigail walked up the stairs of the skyscraper. Her brown and orange hair drenched in sweat as she passed the tenth floor. "Friggin' elevator." she thought spitefully as she continued on with her already sweaty quest. Floor 16 was where she was headed, as she had contacted some old friends that were in town for the weekend. "Onward and upward." she said to herself.
When she at last got to floor 16 she sighed a breath of relief. She knocked on the door and a tan brunette answered. "Abigail? Little Abi?" she said through the cracked door. "That's my name, don't wear it out." Abigail said out of breath, "Hi Bre.". "Oh my look at you, all grown up and such, how are you?" Bre asked happily. "I'm fine, a little sweaty. Could I use your shower?" the sweaty lass asked. "Of course, just don't use the soap with the little blue things in it. That's for my *ahem* private time." the tennent warned her guest. "Thank you so much." Abigail said as she walked toward the bathroom.
The shower water was warm and felt good on her skin. Abigail was enjoying it as she wet her hair, succumbing to the utter euphoria of being cleansed. The water dripped off her hands as she reached for a bar of soap. Lost in the exstacy of her shower she accidentally grabbed the soap spotted with blue dots. After stepping out of the shower, she dried herself, and got dressed. She glanced at the mirror and did a double take. There was a blue dot on her nose. She tried to rub it out but it wouldn't come off. Then she noticed it was getting bigger. Abigail began to panick. The spot now engulfed her face. She panicked even more and her entire body turned blue. She heard a knock at the door. "Hello? Abi? Is everything alright in there?" Breana asked. "Fine, everything is good in-hrrrr!" the confused girl started but was interrupted by a sudden feeling of pressure from within herself. She looked down and discovered the horrifying truth that her body was blowing up. "Not again." she thought back to her first day of work when her boss blew her up into a floating kink toy. She stumbled toward the door and reached for the handle, but she couldn't reach it. Her body had grown into a big ball. She flapped her hands as her crotch pushed down and her feet left the floor. Her jeans button snapped off hitting the wall as her sleaves exploded and the remaining shoulder holders ripped in two. The middle of her shirt began to tear apart as her breasts expanded beyond natural proportions. The door swung open and Abigail fell onto her back. "Oh no! Abigail did you use the soap with the little blue things in it?" Bremon asked. "I dobn know." Abigail sputtered as her cheeks were as big as baseballs. "Well we got to get you to a place with more room. The bathroom is getting cramped." Bre said rolling the round embarrassed girl. She flapped her hands and wiggled her feet in protest to being touched. Her body had become so sensative.
A minute later they were back in the lofty area of the living room. Bre rolled Abigail onto her side and began to massage her breasts. Abigail immediately protested flapping her hands and wiggling her feet. "Relax," Breana said soothingly to the spheric lass, "this will help to ease some of the pressure.". As soon as one of her breasts began to leak, Bre started on the other one. "Hmm, not enough to get her back to normal." the brunette thought out loud. "Maybe we should get the other holes involved." Breana decided. She rolled the blue ball onto her back and began. Her fingers and tongue were skilled at this and did their jobs well. Abigail began to have uncontrollable orgasms as Bre rolled her back onto her crotch. Bre wiped her mouth on her arm and noticed what Abigails ripped shirt said, and giggled. "Never has that shirt been more true than it is today." she said to herself.

THE END

My blueberry OC bonanza continues with Abigail.