Blowing Up Gypsy by Grangerlaboratories, for RoarytheFygar


"Would you relax? " Gypsy said to her brother. "Not everyone in the universe is out to get us."

Zip looked over from his facedesked position on the bar, "Yeah, just a few thousand aliens and one or two psychopaths."

For the two, running was nothing new. They both had lived lives as outcasts. Being twin aliens, that were borderline xeno-dragons, they were never met with much acceptance. Other than when they would meet with their friends, hole in the wall bars were their only refuge to relax.

"Come on, Zip, get a drink. They have your Orange Cruuush!" Gypsy said, nudging his shoulder, getting him to perk up.

"Fine. Bartender? I need a drink." A large grey drolf got up from one of the booths and lumbered over. Dwarfing the twins, 7ft tall drolf slammed down a plastic mug in front of the already intimidated Zip.

"What. Will. You. Have?"

"O... Oran... O..." Zip cowered, holding onto his barstool.

"Orange Crush. And I'd love to try your blueberry soda there, drolfy." Gypsy spoke up, trying to relax the two.

"HAHA! Anything for a nice girl as yourself. Just be a min, need a new can of the stuff. HEY SCU-BORT. NEED BLUEBERRY AGAIN!”

A red curly haired twig of a human boy flew out from the kitchen, carrying a steel canister. "Yes mmmmssstrr D."

Zip looked up, "Damn, with a lisp like that why does he even talk?"

The busboy took less than a minute to change the cylinder and flew back into the kitchen, never once looking anywhere towards the twins.

"Hey Gyps, doesn't he look familiar?" Zip questioned, but quickly forgot as the barkeep filled their glasses.

Gypsy let hers sit, turning away to talk her brother. "Come on, Zip. Relax. Have a drink. No one here is out to get us." The barkeep flashed a comforting smile to him as he sat up. "Okay. Fine. For you, sis."

A blued figure in a dark cloak sat next to Gypsy. She sat down a small bag of money which the bartender picked up and returned a blueberry drink to her.

"Holy shit lady, where do you get change like that?!" Zip perked up looking across to her.

She turned, the shadows still covering her face, and threw a gold coin at him.

"Don't ask again and you can keep that."

"Whatever you say lady." Zip jumped up, excited. "Guess we're buying for the house tonight, Gyps!!"

As the two celebrated, the cloaked figure stood up and left.

"Huh, she left her drink." Gypsy took a drink of her own, "Her loss, this stuff is amazing!"

Zip fondled and played with the coin, ignoring her. "This is enough for 100 drinks. She must have much more."

"Braaarp. I must have drank that too quick." Gypsy burped, rubbing her belly. It seemed more bloated than it should have.

"Zip, I feel funny." As she turned to him, her barstool creaked, as she watched her hand turn blue.



"Zip. I don't feel good." She said as her stool creaked louder. Her jacket grew form fitting as her form swelled.

Zip looked up at the kitchen doors to see the curly hair looking through the window. "Whats got that freak so exited?” He thought to himself.

"ZIP!!" Gypsy slammed her had down on the bar, making him turn towards her. She glared at him, yellow eyes dotting her now blue face piercing through to him in fear. Her belly had started to poke through her jacket as her thighs widened to match.

"Gyps, your blowing up!" He exclaimed in awe.

"No! I'm swelling up!! I'm swelling with juice!! Stop it!!" She said as her barstool bent and laid her on her feet, over come by the weight of all the liquid. Zip jumped in his seat but was paralyzed by fear.

Gypsy slapped him back into reality before her arms started to be pushed out by her rounding belly. He looked for the bartender who was up against the wall in fear. Zip marched up to him and grabbed the lower of his shirt.

"What was in her drink?!"

"Should have just been soda!! This has never happened before, I swear!!”

Zip looked back at the bar, seeing the two mugs. Gypsy had spilt hers, revealing a darker blue than the one on the counter.

"Who was that woman?" Zip wedged a small one shot laser into the bartender. 

"Please don’t! She's the owner! She paid me tonight!"

Gypsy’s whole body had blued and was seeping enough juice to dye her clothes blue. Her belly had grown to big for her to move as the juice slowly filled into her appendages, rounding each out slowly. With her last chance at movement, she turned to Zip.

“Help, Zip! My legs aren’t moving!"

Zip looked back at his sister. Her legs were gone, rounded and sunk into her belly. All he could see were her two now blue sneakers, and her striped sweats, stretched to their limit. Above that was her massive belly, bloated pushing as hard as it could around her pants and jacket, bulging out.

With no room left to fill below, the juice made her chest swell, and then her arms. At first her body turned from pear-shaped to rounded, her arms still flapping in her terror.

Zip rushed back to her, and pushed on her. The juice just gurgled around inside, letting him sink in slightly.

"What the hell am I supposed to do?!" He panicked, shaking the juice off his arm.

Gypsy flapped her hands as her arms rounded and ballooned, starting to sink into her body. "I don't know! But do something! It's running out of room!"

Zip stood back in terror, realizing his sister may not have much time left. He desperately tried pushing on her to roll her, or push some juice out, but she just kept getting bigger and tighter.

"Oh my god I'm going to explode! Help! Please!!" She said as her arms sunk in, her body now getting tight from the pressure.

Zip turned and started pushing with his back, putting his whole body into it, but with no use, her body just pushed back, juice sloshing around inside.

Gypsy watched in horror as her chest slowly pushed up against her jaw, muffling her. She could feel her fangs, lightly pushing into her jacket. She screamed, trying to tilt her head, "Zip stop!! I'm gonna pop! STMMMMPH!!"

Zip pushed with all his might, soaring the pressure inside her and pushing her chest into her fangs. She shook her head desperately trying not to pop herself, but froze when she heard two little pinprick pops.

Her jacket had ripped.

Zip backed off, and charged her, putting his whole weight into his shoulder. When he hit, her whole belly surged upwards into her chest, and right into her fangs.

The whole bar turned blue in an instant. The surge shot Zip back into the bartender, and they both fell to the ground. Zip awoke in a pool of juice, seeing his sister laying where she had expanded. 

"Gypsy!!! Gypsy, get up!" He ran to her side, holding her up. Her jacket and shirt were in tatters, ripped to pieces from the escaping juices, and where her fangs had pierced was a hole, ripped through only the top of her skin. She awoke clenching at it.

"Ahhhhh. Shit! Ahhh... it stings!” she screamed.



"Are you going to be okay?" Zip picked her up, noticing the hole disappearing as her skin changed back to normal.

"Maybe. Gaaah. I think so. I feel better alre- Aaaaaaah goddamnit." She said rolling over in his arms, clenching him tight.

"Come on sis, let's get you to the hospital"

He carried her out the door, as the bartender followed.

"I think someone tampered with her drink there boy..." He said as he helped them out.



"Yes ma’am. Yes it worked just like you said. She's going to be back to normal it looks like." The busboy stood inside the kitchen, looking out the window at the mess.

“Good, Shewbert. You've done well. Looks like all it takes to cause the reaction is unripened berry juice, and a little bit of swellium. Now we have the gum, and the liquid. Now, keep your cover, and clean the bar then keep an eye on the twins. We don't want anyone to know what we are up to, do we?"

"No no maaayyym. Not at all. Ms. Aurora, can you send some help?...  Ma’am?... There's an awful lot of juice... Mayyym?.... Awwwh... Crwaaap..."