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Life as a blueberry girl was strange. Sarah took virtual classes during the day, with the camera off of course, and worked developing software at night. Her growth had slowed down but was still constant. She had to masturbate 3 or 4 times every day just to stay at a manageable size. Sometimes she would be talking on a conference call, her hips growing too wide to sit in her office chair, while pounding her pussy with her favorite dildo. The fact that they didn't know what she was doing almost made the experience better.

Sarah was a girl in college. She was athletic and reasonably popular, however she had no figure to speak of. She was tall but flat chested and had narrow hips. It was always the one thing she wished she could change about herself. In high school while her friends complained about having to buy bigger bras she always wore the same old A cup bra she always wore. Her boyfriends always said they found her attractive but deep down she wanted more. She wanted men (and women) to stare, to turn heads when she walked by, she wanted to have the type of body that men lusted for.

Sam knew her boyfriend didn't want her to try and sneak into the warehouse, but she was determined to pull it off. After he had called her dull and overly careful, she was going to prove herself by bringing back the secret project the local candy maker was rumored to be working on; a fruit flavored throat losenge with alleged magical properties.

"Oh no." Sandy fretted, going between looking nervously over the edge of the boat at the water, and looking just as nervously at the water slowly filling the selfsame boat. "Ohhhhh no."

"Sandy!" Devin shouted.  He and Amelia were the first to bail out, and both were looking up at Sandy as she paced the deck. "You need to jump!"

"I can't swim!" Sandy wailed.

"It isn't that deep, you'll be fine!"

"I'll drown!"

"It really isn't that deep," Amelia added. "Devin is standing on the bottom, and it's only up to his shoulders."