The lovely young lady plumpens up into an enormous blueberry, spherical and ripe

The lovely young lady plumpens up into an enormous blueberry, spherical and ripe.

Veeky Forums, describe the process, and what happens to her next. Her life is in your hands, dude.

You've given me an unfair condition by describing her as 'lovely'. I could describe the individual in the image plumpening up into an enormous blueberry, spherical and ripe no problem, but to have to embark from the premise that this individual is necessarily lovely is to clip my wings, so to speak; to limit my freedom to describe the person as I see her.

Just do your assignment, corporate drone. Or do you want me to mark you for termination?

Is this from Pynchon's next novel?

Bounteous breasts burst forth into buckets of blue juice
As ample areas augment to absorb and amalgamate the
Coupled canisters. Creases conjoin to curves and I carefully caress.
Her frowning facial features form as my fondling fingers find
The juicy jugs join as one giant juicy jug, jocundly I joke
That this now dearly departed and dead damsel, dreamily distorted
Has become the bulging blueberry baroness of my libido!
Passionately I penetrate and pierce with pernicious penile pulse
Punishing her epidermal purple pigment, and as I poke,
Sultry satin syrupy sap slowly sloshes and slides from shank to sole.
So lovingly our liquids meld our selves as a luridly fluid whole.

This young lady is already so fertile looking that one suspects she could be impregnated merely by a dirty look. She will be breeded by a willing stud before very long, after which her mammaries will sink to her round belly bovine-like for the rest of her fecundity. A string of willing studs will then hover around her periphery for the rest of her fertility in order to inseminate her whenever she is in heat; and in her bovine torpor, the sex is in the missionary mode, her cow-like udders having thrown out her back after the fifth mating season. The studs will support her warm legs on their shoulders while they breed her cunt rhythmically in a stolid manner, driven automatically by the mammalian instinct to propogate with little effort on her part, such is the allure of her round and inviting fertile stock.

she turned into a
giant blueberry
last night and,
i wanted nothing more
than to mash her
into a crusted pie

>trying to get other people to write more erotic fic for your exhausted niche genre.

She turned into a giant lumpy blueberry, just when she was beggining to panic all of a sudden she got turned back into a human girl, except she was now completely a-sexual with no desire for a husband or wife. She lived a long, happy life raising Syrian orphans living off welfare and handouts. She died in 2064 leaving behind a legacy through her extensive global orphanage scheme, dedicated to welcoming orphanages from war torn countries. In 2080 she is sainted by Pope Matambe II and immortalised for all eternity, likened to the second coming of the mother of God, for her charity work, outreach to struggling children and continued posthumous presence through 'The Blueberry Home for Orphans' - the name remains a mystery.

Sorry but I'm not going to take part in gratifying your fetish

Dont b.e. disgusting.