Blueberry Pie
#31 of Quick Fetish Blurbs (series)
How many slices had she been forcefed at this point? 10? 20? 50? Mali had lost count, only hoping that the blueberry pie would run out soon. Her venture into the ancient Temple of Berrificium was originally for the purpose of finding a priceless sapphire blue gem. However, as an automatic trap caught her she now found that the machine was making her rather blue instead.
Wait, she was turning blue?! What she thought were pie stains on her belly fur was slowly corrected by the leaking blue syrup coming from her bloating belly. She only realized now how the blueberry aura fattened her up, her limbs slowly sinking into her ever-rounding middle. With a gurgle and a groan, she could only hope at this rate her inflating chins would block the flow of pie before her vision turned to only blue.