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Service doms who crave giving specialised service exist and they'd love to turn you into a cube and pry you apart at the vertices if that's what you want in a scene.

Service subs who crave giving specialised service exist and they'd love to become your pet centipede for a night if that's what you want in a scene.

Viorel and Everette have a simple legal discussion

The open mouth chewing is just the start of it, but the second your skin becomes blue and saturated with the juice it’s too late. The metaphorical ball is rolling as your body starts to stretch and swell to attempt to accommodate it. You don’t notice until the pressure ebbs, jutting outward enough for your waistband bites into it.

You’re speechless as your body is steadily swelling, belly growling as another spurt of juice fills you more. The fabric of your clothes tighten, hearing the fabric stretch around your thickening limbs. You would hear how your belly sloshes with the growing pool of juice if you weren’t addicted to chewing the gum that put you in the position in the first place. It’s a stress reliever and you are very stressed at how big you’ve become, but moreso at the fact that every spurt fill you with a warmth that makes your knees weak and heart flutter.

If you weren’t already blue, you’d be red at how impossibly turned on you are by the idea.

The sloshing and growing grows louder as you grow wider. You clumsily widen your stance as you can no longer move properly; your stomach’s completely rounded and hangs low after your buttons shot from you like a bullet; your legs can no longer bend at the knee with how juice filled you’ve become; your arms hang heavy at your sides as your body picks up the growth. The gargling of the juice inside of you is loud to drown your whimpers out as you’re more berry than you are a person.

Girl version Nb version

thank god nobody's keeping track of the chocolate count, that would probably be Really embarrassing for you. TOO embarrassing for you. right, everyone?

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