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The doors slid open as Sabrina returned to the main control room.
"You dealt with that Alice Jones girl?" David didn't look up from the screens as the chestnut girl sat down on the desk next to him.
"Yep! Got to the boss on time. He was pleased with the results and I think we're having a raise this week..." She trailed off, remembering the mass that Alice became and how slightly, well, intriguing she was. The tall scientist glanced over to her, seeing Sabrina in her trance-like state. He coughed and tapped the screen. Startled, she turned around to the screen David had his finger on. On it was the image of a pale-skinned woman, her hair hanging loosely past her shoulders.
"Ain't she that special one we have? Y'know, the one that can turn into a blueberry at will." David leaned back in his chair as Sabrina studied her.
"Ah, yes! We injected that "Work in Progress" serum into her blood stream, didn't we?"
David nodded and pressed the red button again and flipped several dials and switches, "Well we need to see the serum work don't we? Why not now?"

Hazel's head ached a hell of a lot. Last thing she remembered, she was in bed with that Adam guy she met at the bar then blacking out. She got to feet dizzily and dusted herself off. She was in a white, windowless room with no one but herslef. The lack of clothes she had that night were replaced by a skin tight latex suit that ended at her ankles and wrists. Her blueberry shape must have worn off a while a go as her skin was normal and her hair in its light brown colour.
"Hazel Forsyth!" An speaker echoed round the empty space in a male voice, catching Hazel off guard, "You have been selected for experimentation! We know what you are capable of!"
A more feminine voice sounded, "Dammit David! Sorry dear but what he's trying to say is that we want you to help our cause."
"Cause? What cause? And why me? How long have I've been asleep?" Hazel was scared and began backing away into the corner.
"So many questions these lot..." The female voice muttered, "Our cause is to help people who having your kind of power adapt to larger sizes so your skin can withstand more pressure."
"My power? There's others like me?"
"Indeed, and with your help, they can be more open about it."
Hazel mulled this in her head for a while. With more people open about being a large blueberry, the more people she can relate to and maybe have inflation sessions with them. However, what if this was a trick? How can she trust these strangers?
Finally she came to a decision, "Well, okay. What about these clothes? Won't they tear?"
"Oh no, they shouldn't tear. Last time that happened was ages ago and even then, we improved the material." The voice returned but this time followed by a small buzzing, "Now, we injected a serum which would increase your size as a blueberry girl without the cost of stretch marks, torn skin, flooding the lungs with juice, all those consequences and what not. The scientists say that it should work but we need a test subject to do it. Still up for it?"
"You haven't tested it yet? I don't feel like doing it now..." Hazel stopped as one detail came across her mind, "How are you going to test it now?"
"That serum can also activate the power in you so I would brace yourself if I was you." The voice disappeared again and everything was silent.

Suddenly, a sharp headache caught Hazel off guard. Her hands to her head, she fell to her knees with her eyes screwed shut. A tingling sensation came over her body. She recognised it, it was the first stage of her inflation, the blue skin. As she opened her eyes, her vision was tinted blue as her retina were slowly going blue. This colour spread across the bridge of her nose and edged it's way down to the tip. It travelled down to her lips which turned a darker shade of blue, almost purple. Her cheeks, chin, ears and forehead were a dark blue. Her hair began turning blue too, first looking like she had highlights in her hair but soon covered every strand of hair. The blue colour moved down onto Hazel's chest then disappeared under the suit. Quickly, she raised her hands to her face and saw every digit and fingernail turn a dark blue. Her feet too, turned dark blue. She stood there, completely blue minus her latex body suit.

A gurgling sound came from her stomach as a full feeling was present in it. It was like she had eaten what American's call a Thanksgiving dinner. Her belly rose, expanding, filling up on juice. It continued to swell larger and larger, as if she eaten a watermelon whole. Hazel's crotch began to sink closer to the ground as her belly got heavier. Her breasts wobbled as they too surged forward, getting bigger and tender. Hazel's hands fell to her ass as her cute small butt grew rapidly, bigger than any rapper's girlfriend's or pop stars with plastic surgery on their hips. Her thighs thickened with her ass as did her biceps and forearms. Strangely, her back seemed to swell too, making her bottom half extremely larger than her top half. Still she ballooned out, her belly fat and bulbous. Hazel felt that same pleasure she felt the first time expanding ever (When she was 13 if you wanted to know). Her arms came to her sides as they too grew. Her legs were forced apart from the mass of her crotch. A pleasured sensation came over as it hit the ground and her feet began to rise of the ground. Her belly connected to her back as her body slowly turned spherical with two slightly smaller boobs rested on the top.

It would be at this point where Hazel would stop inflating but instead she grew in height and width. She teetered and rocked back and forth and she continued to grow taller and larger. Her arms had shrunk into her fat body and her hands flapped in ecstasy, trying to feel her body. Her legs too shrunk. Larger and larger she grew, becoming half as tall and half as wide as the room she was in .

Sabrina smiled as she noticed the pleasured on her test's face. When starting this job, she never wanted to become like her subjects but as time went by, she became more curious. Also, she was allured by these sizes girls grew into. Right now, all she wanted to do is take Hazel as she was now and play around with her.
David turned his head, "This is good enough?"
"What? Oh yeah, she's good now. You can turn it off." She broke out of her trance-like state once again and left the room.
David took out his notepad and scribbled some notes down, "This could be good for Luke's friends..."