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Big Blue Boyfriend | locked to "secondone"
[The bottle of light blue soda doesn't appear nefarious in the slightest, which drops any sense of concern Heine might have had about the wayward bottle in the fridge. The shared fridge at that-- Naoto now his girlfriend after much ado. They're-- warmer to each other, something close to normal with a higher yearning for touch.
The soda goes down easy and cool, the blueberry flavoring fizzy and oddly filling. He's standing halfway between the kitchen and living room of their meager apartment, glass bottle empty and resting in his hand when Naoto comes in.]
When did you buy this, it's pretty good. [He remarks dry while waving the bottle in the air unaware of it's content's true powers.]
The soda goes down easy and cool, the blueberry flavoring fizzy and oddly filling. He's standing halfway between the kitchen and living room of their meager apartment, glass bottle empty and resting in his hand when Naoto comes in.]
When did you buy this, it's pretty good. [He remarks dry while waving the bottle in the air unaware of it's content's true powers.]
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[She looks right at the bottle, and then back at him.
Okay, she did, but that's not the point.]
You just drank that?
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[Either one of them forgot or there's something far sinister afoot. Heine appears no more bothered by the probable former and sets the glass down.]
Yeah, it was good. [-and she's being weird.]
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[But she sighs at him, determined to let this go.]
Did you start making dinner yet?
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[Despite the warmth that's fell upon him like a blanket. Stranger still is the residing fullness since drinking that bottle. Naoto might have been right-- his head shaking to refocus on what she said.]
No, it's a bit early-- mmn [A sound escapes his lips and his brow deepens as the sensation picks up gurgling; his hand planting itself on his slim middle.]
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How're you feeling?
[Maybe he should be more careful, shouldn't he?]
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Just a bit off, I'm fine.
[Nothing that won't dissipate in a few minutes. He can't see it, but the faintest of blue begins spreading across his nose and the taste of blueberry rest strong on his tongue.]
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[She looks at him closely, moving towards him, and placing a finger on his nose, watching it start to spread.]
You should check a mirror.
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and eases his way toward a wall mirror lighting up with surprise when the blue blush is seen.]
What the hell?
[Instinctively he tries wiping it off to no success. It continues growing outward staining most of face with a vibrant shade of blue; almost like-- a blueberry? Worse and unmentioned is that sense of fullness in his stomach and ache of arousal stirring; the two affects associated with that drink.]
What was in that-- drink?
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[She just moves closer to him and looks down at his stomach, where something seems to be gurgling.
The bottle says 'side effects may include turning into a blueberry', so at least it's honest.]
Well?
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[He grunts having read the front with no thought into any warning labels or intentions. The gurgling makes him hold his trim middle, blue overtaking his pale skin from his face and down his neck.
It takes a stagger when he does snag the bottle reading the 'warning' and throwing it against the wall to shatter.]
What the fuck-- Naoto?
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[She sighs and looks at his body turning more and more blue by the second. Her hands moving around his middle.]
Honestly, you need to read.
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[He hisses discovering his center of gravity is completely off as be turns blue all over. Naoto's hands settling on his middle earns a gasp as though his entire body has gotten sensitive; his expression though remains angry and shaky hands grab hers expecting answers.]
Did you-- plan this? For-- what? [He can't wrap his head around it as his hair turns to a pale shade of blue leaving only his deep red eyes untouched by the invading color. The budding warmth of arousal has riled him into a slight erection pressing tight against his pants, his soft pants and gurgling increasing as he feels his stomach become fuller.]
Why do I feel-- so-- full...
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[Growling, swelling. Heine probably should have seen it coming with how she fed him sometimes.]
And also, you eating my personal food. Hopefully you learn to stop that now.
[His stomach is starting to swell slightly under her hands. She doesn't have a ton of answers for him, but frankly, does she really need to? She's enjoying his changes.]
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[He groans almost kneeling over when the gurgling continues and he feels fuller; Naoto's hand rising with the faint bump of his budding belly. He hardly hears the rest of what she says being too caught up in on full he feels; and how horny he feels.]
Am I-- fucking swelling?
[He feels tight; his gaze looking down at the budding middle and her hand taking it in. Was she getting enjoyment out of this? Arousal? What?]
Did you-- get off on this-- watching me turn blue-- and-- fuck-- swell? I'm not-- stopping-- Naoto?
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[She confirms, running her hand over his belly and feeling it grow under her fingers. He's growing more and more blue. Her other hand moving down to rub his groin.]
I do. I like you bigger. You should trust me.
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[He kisses from the touch across his belly and then his groin, his cock erect and needing release. To hear she wants him bigger comes as shock, though seeing how she is behind this swelling; Heine pants reaching out to her hips.]
How big-- am I going to get? You-- pervert-- wanting me bigger...
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[She keeps rubbing his belly as it keeps growing and every part of him turns blue.]
You drank the whole thing... so pretty big. I don't even think you're halfway there yet.