Blueberry Special
by Cerine Hero
for SomeGuy7733

Celeste thanked the waiter for bringing her order to the table. The tiny plate with a slice of blueberry pie clinked against the wooden surface. Celeste pulled it towards herself as the waiter also set down her mug of coffee. It was bright and sunny inside the café, and she was sitting by the window. The slender wolfess sipped her coffee, looking out to the street outside and all the people going about their day this morning. The café was busy with a bit of a brunch rush, too, so she was lucky to get a good booth. There was a water buffalo in the booth behind her and a goat at the table beside. Pretty much every seat had a customer's rump filling it, and serving staff fluttered here and there to bring everyone their orders.

Celeste took a bite of her pie and was taken back by the very strong, tart flavor of it. The crust was buttery and smooth, and it melted on her tongue until the powerful notes of blueberry took over. The treat was so good, in fact, that Celeste only knew it was completely gone when her fork clattered around the crumb-covered plate. She frowned at the pie's absence and pushed the plate away. Picking up her coffee, the wolfess took another sip. Even though the coffee was dark, it simply couldn't overpower the notes of blueberry juice. She could taste the coffee, but only for an instant. Once it passed over her tongue, there was nothing but the dancing of blueberry motes on her tongue all over again. Celeste smacked her lips and ran her tongue over them.

“Ma'am, are you okay?” the goat at the table beside her asked, lowering his newspaper and half-rising out of his chair. Celeste tilted her head sideways and looked at him with a bemused expression.

“Yes, I am,” she answered.

“You can breathe okay?”

“I'm sorry? Yes, everything is fine.”

The goat settled back in his chair, still looking like he'd seen a ghost. “Alright. If you're okay.”

Celeste was still confused, but she couldn't see past her nose to where her lips and the end of her muzzle were beginning to turn a rich violet-blue. She tried to put the encounter out of her mind and scroll through the news on her phone while she drank her coffee. Her tummy started to feel a little full and bubbly, and she set her coffee down to give it a pat. It jiggled under her paw.

That... shouldn't have happened. Furrowing her brow, Celeste looked down and poked her tum. Her belly was a little round now, filling her loose, summery top. The floral print fabric was snug around the middle of her waist and getting even more so by the second. Biting her lip, the wolfess lifted up her top and looked at her belly. She was round, and her white fur was quickly turning a vibrant blue! Celeste tugged her shirt back down and her face flushed a rich shade of purple.

Here we go again.

Holding one arm across her tummy, Celeste waved her paw in the air to try to signal one of the wait staff. They were all really busy, so it was a moment before any of them glanced in her direction. During that time, the blue coloring spread throughout the rest of her body, staining her pristine fur berry blue. The bright colors on her top made the rich, dark blue even more prominent as it crept around the edges of her outfit. Eventually, she was able to get her waiter to come over, and she already had her debit card in her paw.

“Hi, can I go ahead and pay?” she asked. “I've gotta... um, run.”

The waiter didn't say anything; maybe he thought the blue color was part of her vibrant outfit. He did spare Celeste's middle a quick glance, as if he didn't remember her being so round a few minutes ago. Taking her card, the waiter walked away, leaving the wolfess to sit with her paws on her middle as she bloated bigger and bigger. Inches of fluffy tummy, covered in violet-hued fur, spilled over the top of her tightening pants. The goat at the table nearby was minding his own business behind his newspaper while Celeste's tummy started to push against the edge of her own table. She could feel the juicy, wobbly thickness start to bloat up her arms and thighs, too, as the coloring spread across her body. Her face was almost totally blue and beginning to puff out with plumpness.

She was squishing her juicy cheeks when the waiter came back with a little plastic tray with her card and receipt on it. He stopped a few feet away from her table, noticing her sudden transformation. “Um, miss, is something wrong?”

Celeste blushed, her face growing three shades darker. “N-no, I just, um... I- URP!” She hiccuped and her mouth filled with berry juice. Clamping her muzzle closed, Celeste's eyes went wide and she swallowed the juice before licking her lips clean. She chuckled in embarrassment and started to slosh her body sideways out of her booth. “I just need to get going, but... uh, I think I'm stuck. Could I get a hand?”

The waiter set the tray down and gripped the edges of the table, scooting it out so Celeste's juicy tummy could expand to its full size. The table's feet made a squealing sound against the floor as it was slid. Unstuck, she wobbled out of the booth and stood up. Now it was clear just how big she was getting: Her clothes barely clung to her roundening, half-spherical body. Every second, the blue wolfess was beginning to look more and more like a plump berry, sloshing with juice as she moved.

Unfortunately, the table being moved had drawn a lot of attention in her direction. Every pair of eyes in the diner were on here now, and many people were gasping in alarm. Celeste's blush only deepened until her cheeks looked like blackberries. And that was before a few people reached into their pockets and pulled out cell phones!

“Whoa, she's getting huge!”

“Is she one of those 'gainers' they talk about?”

“She's all blue!”

“Did she have the berry pie? Can I get some?”

Celeste felt a rush of warm juice in her face as she blushed. Everyone was watching her bloat and swell, pumping up even rounder and tighter with more berry essence. Tension built up underneath her skin as she became a huge ball, her overclothes slipping around her curved body while her stretchy underwear fit to her new shape. Arms and legs began to sink into her rotund girth as everyone watched.

The wolfess excused herself and sloshed her way towards the front door, feeling the juice rock back and forth around her body with every step. Everyone shifted out of her way as she bumped tables and chairs aside. Celeste threw the front doors open with her paws – and her belly – and tried to rush out into the freedom of the outdoors. A group of company executives in fine business wear were standing on the other side of the door, about to come in right when the huge wolfess was headed out.

“Excuse me!” she said, and pushed her way through the double doors. The thickest and roundest part of her spherical body got stuck fast in the door frame, however, leaving her wobbling and sloshing full of juice in full view of everyone inside and outside of the café. Celeste tried to rock herself back and forth and wiggle through the tight doorway. It seemed to be working at first, with her head sliding forward, but the wolfess realized too late that instead of going through the doorway, she was just rolling. She pitched forward and rolled onto her belly, laying face-down on a tummy full of blueberry juice. Her feet cartwheeled in the air behind her, finding no purchase to land on and scoot herself forward. Celeste swallowed down the taste of blueberries that had risen up in her throat again and mustered the nerve to speak through her embarrassment. “Um, could someone help push?”

Several people in the café got up from their seats and stood single-file behind the wolfess. They grabbed her footpaws and pushed on her hips. In front of her, the business folk grabbed her paws and started to tug. Celeste inched forward through the doorway, her juicy body pinching around the middle as the round wolfess squeezed through a square hole. But soon she popped free, rolling forward and nearly bowling over the people in front of her. The huge blueberry-girl bounced off a parked car by the sidewalk and spun. Once she got over the dizziness, Celeste wiggled herself up onto her feet – somewhat – and waved towards the bewildered people at the café.

“Um... the pie was really good!” she said, starting to waddle away. “I'll be back sometime! But I'll get it to-go, I think.”