BLUEBERRY HELIA
by Helia Melonowski (as told to JoH)
October 2006

"Hey, Helia," my friends often ask, "if you like inflation so much, why
don't you become a blueberry?"

I can understand why they would ask that question. I absolutely *love*
inflation (especially if it means inflating my body!), and Violet
Beauregarde's transformation into a giant blueberry in "Willy Wonka and the
Chocolate Factory" has always fascinated me. But, although I have access to
the gum responsible for her incredible inflation, I have always been
hesitant to try it. First of all, although I enjoy full body inflation from
time to time, I prefer breast inflation. I get so excited watching my boobs
(which, as you know, are already *huge*!) swell larger and larger that any
other kind of inflation seems trivial.

Second, Violet Beauregarde was a pre-teenager. Given how huge her body
expanded (especially in the new "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory"), I
often shuddered at how large an adult woman would get if she tasted the gum.
And with my natural ability to inflate, I was especially concerned with how
big *I* would get. And what if my skin stayed blue permanently?

Nevertheless, I decided to take a chance and try it one day. One of my
wonderful friends (Wren, I think) had sent me a box of the gum, which he got
from a friend who worked for Wonka. So, one afternoon I went to the local
community center, which was closed for the day but had allowed me to carry
out my little experiment. I set up a camera at the center's indoor Olympic
swimming pool, which had been drained. I then walked to the bottom of the
pool. Since this was being filmed, I decided to dress for the occasion. I
wore a blue pantsuit with a red belt, as a tribute to the original Violet.
After a few tense seconds, I unwrapped a piece of the gum, put it in my
mouth and started to chew.

I must admit I was amazed. The full meal that the gum simulated was quite
tasty. The tomato soup was warm and rich, and the roast beef was a fine cut,
well done but also juicy. The baked potato was very tasty too (and yes, I
tasted sour cream on it, in case you were wondering!), but, of course, my
mind was on the blueberry pie that would be served for dessert.

Soon it came. A nice, flaky crust with perfectly ripe blueberries. As I
chewed, the scent of blueberry filled my nose, growing stronger and
stronger. I knew what was coming, and I became nervous with anticipation.
Within minutes I looked down at my hands. As they slowly started to change
color, I broke into a sweat that I would swear smelled like blueberry juice.
I was turning blue!

I chewed and chewed, waiting for the transformation to come over. Then I
felt a tightness in my chest. I heard a "pop" and saw the top buttons of my
blouse fly off. My breasts were expanding first! My blue boobs were swelling
like twin balloons, growing softer and rounder and rounder. They blew up to
the size of beachballs, and then some! I almost expected my breasts to
lactate blueberry juice, but that didn't happen. Still, I was so excited I
could barely contain myself!

Then, I felt a rumbling in my belly. The rest of my body was now starting to
inflate! I could see my hips, thighs, belly and butt growing thicker and
wider as I began to take on a spherical shape. I felt a tremendous pressure
building up inside me. With my inflated arms extended outward, I watched as
my belt grew tighter and tighter as the area around it bulged bigger and
bigger. Then, finally...*fwoomp*! My belt popped off and flew yards away. At
that point I let out a loud gasp of relief as I could feel the blueberry
juice filling my now incredibly swollen body.

Within minutes I felt myself rising into the air. My body was stretching to
accommodate the tons of blueberry juice being generated inside me. My sides
now pressed against the walls of the pool, as I expanded several feet over
the top. My arms and legs were receding into my gigantic blue torso. I was
now a human blueberry--but I wasn't done yet!

The feeling was just so intense. I had no idea how big I was going to get,
but for whatever reason, I didn't want it to stop, either. I was now a
gigantic blue sphere, twenty feet in diameter! I was far bigger than either
of the two Violets, just as I had suspected I would become. My clothes had
been stretched so far that my huge belly poked out underneath my blouse. I
was a perfect circle, except for my head, hands, feet, and two balloon-sized
spheres in front of my face--my breasts, of course!

"Ohhhhhhhh! This feels soooo good!" I yelled. "I'm a blueberry! *I'm a
blueberry!*"

And I was *still* expanding! I surpassed thirty feet in diameter and was
approaching forty feet when I felt liquid pouring from my sides against the
pool's walls. I was so tightly wedged in that I was now being squeezed. The
juice started to ooze through the pores of my skin, like sweat. Gradually,
my body started to deflate and return to its normal form. I was being
de-juiced--and I didn't even need the Oompa-Loompas to do it!

Soon, I found myself soaking wet--floating in a pool of blueberry juice. As
I climbed out, I tasted a bit of the juice that was dripping from my finger
and found it tasted thicker than usual, almost like milk. I sipped some more
from the pool's edge and, sure enough, it too tasted like blueberry-flavored
milk. It turned out I *had* lactated, after all!

My skin was a nice dark purple from the experiment, but thankfully it
gradually wore off after about two weeks. When I showed the film to my
friends, they were amazed at how big I became--but they were also a little
disappointed that I didn't save any of the blueberry milk.

So, this weekend, I am inviting my friends to a pool party at the community
center. I'll bring the gum.

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