Blueberry Dream (Complete Sequence/Suggestive)
It’s just a dream about your co-worker, who you might have a crush on, swelling up into a massive blueberry. A blueberry, so full that he’s leaking, in more way than one. He’s desperate for you to touch him…you’re desperate to touch him. Squeeze him and prod him. He’s still getting bigger, he wants to get bigger; bulging flesh between your fingers…pressing between your thighs. He’s close…you’re close. Riding him as he sloshes beneath you. His whimpers get louder… Wait…this is just a dream? Right?
You’re caring less if this a dream or not but…there’s no way for this to be real. He’s massive beneath you, mountainous breasts swollen with juice heave into the glass milkers that suck him. He feels so full and is filling further, shuddering as he grows closer. You press against him, you really can’t hold back anymore despite your embarrassment. He’s so full and vulnerable, whimpering your name. Finally he cries out, tightening, and from below, you can hear a loud gush of liquid hitting the ground. Under you, he sighs. Again…again, you’ll ride him into another trembling climax.
He’s massive, stunningly swollen, quivering beneath you. You crawl between his heaving mountainous breasts, blue-purple juice being sucked up into tubes wobbling full, into the dark ceiling. Each placement of your hands, knees and feet as you crawl up displaces liquid, causing a gurgling from deep within. He’s whimpering still which grows louder as you get closer. Belches also bubble out of him. He flushes seeing you, so close now. You had forgotten you’re naked in this dream and he seems surprised, embarrassed, and aroused. You lay down close to his sunken head, his face round. You brush his hair out of his face and lean in, kissing him. He moans softly as you suck on his full lips. Every inch of him seems filled with juice, even as gallons are pumped out of his staggering….beautiful breasts. His massively taut belly sloshing beneath you. You’re feeling yourself grow aroused again as he whispers your name between moans and whimpers. You kiss him more, greedily, stroking his hair as he kisses back. His kisses are tart and sweet at once. “I-I’m s-so full…” He gasps between kisses. “G-good.” You say back. You can’t help but want him to stay this way, massive and vulnerable. You wish you could embrace all of him. Caught between full and release. Your gentle coworker…what a dream, what a strange dream. You love it and you hope to stay in this a little longer.
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Finally connecting these images for a complete sequence and drabble.
