FoulFaulFowl

It was just a normal day and you was on your way to see your best friend for a fun day out together. You had spent the last hour waiting for her to respond to a text you had sent confirming the time , but you just assumed she was at the gym. She always kept her phone of when she did go because she was the easily distracted sort and if she did take it she would spend most of the time trying to find the perfect song to go with the exercise or responding to any and all messages she received. You knew she would be done by now so it would be fine to pop in. On the drive over the radio blared an add for an obnoxious new energy drink that was doing the rounds . “brand new Pure Berrap-ture , filled with all the nutrients and electrolytes needed to take on the rest of your life. Now with antioxidants! It’s puuuure deliciousness.” With a huff you turn your radio to silence. The brand had been doing a massive push as of that morning . It barely been five hours since you woke up and you’ve heard about it thirty seven times. Even with that irritation , it did sound kinda nice. You refused to buy one because of that annoyance. You approach your friends home and you see her car was in her driveway. You smile having known your friends habits so well. You park up your own car up the front and get out. There was this immediate weird smell that made you cock your head. Blueberries? You had been smelling it all day but it was stupidly strong here. The air was almost sickly sweet. You liked it but it was beyond strange. You make your way to her house , maybe she was baking some blueberry pie post work out, it was your favorite and she’d surprised you with it before but… this didn’t seem like that. You give a firm knock on the door and there was no response. You rang to doorbell, no response. You call her on your phone… no response. Maybe she was asleep? At this point you was rationalizing in every way you could to stop yourself from worrying. But… you couldn’t leave. It didn’t feel right to just go . Thankfully you knew where she kept her spare key. Under the doormat , a classic. You slip it out from underneath and unlock your way in . Near immediately the strong smell of berry filled your nose and mouth. So much that it even made you gag. It wasn’t bad , it was quite pleasant as you accustomed to it. It was just too much. Stepping in, things seemed normal besides that. You walk your way in deeper. Still you hadn’t seen your friend at all. One thing did catch your eye however. A bottle of Berrap-ture. Half drunk. You walk over and pick it up . It smelt delicious even being amongst the blueberry flavor in the air. It had some tartness to it. Before you even realized you was drinking it , the bottle was empty in your hands. It tasted amazing. It was the fruitiest thing you ever drank. Maybe the hype around was more understandable. You still hated the add. You tossed the empty plastic into a bin with a little swish , letting out a little yell as it lands perfectly in the can. Immediately following your outburst you heard an odd grumbling sound. Almost like someone mumbling something through a pillow. It’s coming from your friends bedroom, so you start to walk towards it. That’s when you feel a odd wetness under your feet. You look down and the carpet was stained a deep blue. At first you thought it was that drink, maybe your friend was just trying to clean up a spill however the more you look, the more you realize that most of the carpet was covered in this blue liquid. It appeared to be coming from the bedroom much like the groaning. You was so confused. That feeling only got worse , as did a building sense of dread as you opened the door to find the room entirely filled with this weird , taught blue flesh. It reminded you of a blueberry but it was…massive. You couldn’t see anything other than it past the rim of the door. You bring your hand up and touch it and immediately you hear the groaning sound again. It barely sounded human. But there was familiarity to it. You gently poke the flesh one more time , and you feel just how tight it was. There was no sinking in . Yet again it was followed by a moan which makes you realize. It was your friend! Before you could say anything you hear words murmer out .” don’t…drink …the …juice.” She stammered. You went to ask but your words where cut out my a creaking sound. You swiftly realize what’s about to happen , and you dive out of the way. A hug wet splat filled the air and a spray of juice gushed out of the door futher soaking the carpets. Your hands where shaking and you immediately got back to your feet and see the once full room was completely empty. Empty …other than a thick layer of pulpy juice that coated the walls floor and ceiling. Your friend was gone. The emotion twisted your gut and you found yourself running to the bathroom . You go over the toilet and throw up into it. The purple drink you had now coated the porcelain . She was gone… was that definitely her? It sounded like her but it didn’t even look human. Purple skin tight as a drum and filling a room? I’d didn’t make any sense. These thoughts flooded your mind amongst the grief you felt distracting you from the fact you was throwing up more juice than you drank. It was more than ever would have fit in the whole bottle. After you threw up once more , you stood yourself up and looked into the sink. You felt so queasy , your stomach just couldn’t settle. You felt like your guts where churning and bubbling and it made you want to throw up even more . However your heart sank when you saw an odd deep purple liquid seeping from your nose. At first you thought it was a nosebleed but it looked like …blueberry juice. You bring your hand up to wipe it away and when you look at it closer you knew for sure your nose just leaked berry juice. You was so confused and scared , and it only got worse when you saw that I looked like the juice was spreading across your skin. You hurriedly put the hand under the tap and wash away the juice desperately. Yet to your absolute horror, there was still a purple tint to your skin. At first you thought it was stain but you quickly saw it spreading down to the first knuckle. You look over to your other hand and the color was on that too. You cup water in your hands and splash it on your face. It had.to be a dream. A nightmare…a horrific nightmare. Yet.. looking up into the mirror, your dread only expanded. Your entire nose was the same purple. The same purple your friend had been before she exploded. Was that going to happen to you? So many nerves filled you that you ended up throwing up once again. This time you noticed it was all blueberry juice. It only made you more scared. You stand yourself up , you need help. You gotta get help. You pull out your phone and dial for an ambulance but you couldn’t get through. How could the line be busy?! You then realized what your friends last words where . Don’t drink the juice? Did she mean the drink. You definitely didn’t get her juice in your mouth. If It was that drink, hundreds of people could be turning blue like you. Did everyone pop? Was you going to pop? You just couldn’t take it. You stumbled into the middle room, your eyes catching another glimpse of your friend now reduced to a mess on the carpet. You couldn’t worry about her anymore. The blue had taken your entire face and had ran down to your elbows. That’s when you hear it. Well…you’ve been hearing it for the last minute , but it’s becoming more and more audible. A bubbling. A sloshing. You look down and you immediately could tell that your belly was…bigger. You can’t remember the last time you looked so bloated .full pizzas, Sunday roasts… Christmas dinner. None of it was even close. You pull up your shirt with the hope that it was that it was billows cloth and not bloating skin. However it was all… Juice. You could feel the liquid bubbling around. It made you want to throw up more to try get even more of it out. But it wouldn’t be enough. You Realized you was going to be swelling up to be just as massive. Your entire body was turning the same shade of blue And your gut was already looking more and more engorged with every second. You could feel the cold liquid pressing into every corner of your guts. It was getting faster…time was running out. You start walking towards the door when you are stopped by a splitting pain in your waist. Immediately you was scared that you was already reaching your limits , you are bigger than any pregnant woman you’d ever seen. That’s when you see the button from your jeans pop off into the distance , easing the pain immediately. You realize you gotta get your clothes off. You grab your pants and push them down off you. You take of your shirt as well leaving you only in your underwear. You didn’t care if people saw you. You had to get help. You walk closer to the door but every step was getting harder and harder. Your gut was massive and so incredibly heavy. You had to use both hands to lift it but you felt your muscles straining to hold it. You heard an ominous growl from your belly before it suddenly surged another foot outwards. So strong that you couldn’t help but fall forward. It was also explaining sideways becoming round like a yoga ball. You try and drag yourself forward, the door just out of reach, but you realize that your gut was touching either side of the narrow hallway . A whole new level of panic filled you as you began to try and move forwards but you was only getting more and more wedged within the walls. You whimper as you feel pain return to your stomach , at first you think it’s because you was being pinned between the walls. However it felt deeper. Not your belly, no it was your stomach. You could feel it getting fuller and fuller until POP . You winced , expecting to explode across the room but…your skin was still in tact. You rubbed it , and you felt the juice was now no longer contained on your stomach, now freely flowing around you. It made you feel less sick but far more weird. The juice wasn’t just pooling in your belly anymore. Some rushed to your thighs and ass causing them to plump up near immediately. The redistribution of juice was enough that you could stand up quickly. You get up and you can feel liquid all around your body. In your arms… in your legs, even in your cheeks. And Just like it had been in your stomach, it was multiplying rapidly. You looked like you was getting fatter with every second , although instead of sagging , your skin was perfectly taught. You waddle away from the door as you knew you wouldn’t fit . The best you could hope for now was that someone would find you before… your heart sunk at the thought. It was becoming less and less escapable. Who can help you now? You fall on your belly in the middle of the room. you just couldn’t move any more. Your legs where becoming conical… your arms much the same. Your underwear was straining and with one more surge , they ripped off too. You was naked , juice filled and completely purple. Juice was leaking from your mouth, your nose…your ass. Every hole possible. The carpet was soaked under you. The pressure was starting to get so intense that you couldn’t think of much else other than your expanding body. One by one , signs of your humanity dissapeared. Your belly button seemed to swell shut, your chest and back became one continuous curve that swallowed up your ass along with it. Your arms and legs where being stumpier and fatter on your spherical body until they smoothed out into nothing. Your hands and feets.got gradually swallowed up sinking into divots. You didn’t even know big you where until you felt the ceiling pressing into what was your back a few minutes ago. A rumbling was filling the room. Your skin was running out of space. You knew you was going to pop like your friend..all you could do was cry into your own berry body , which must to your dismay was juice like all else that leaks out of you. Was you even human anymore? Your stomach had popped…you may be nothing but juice inside. Even your thoughts felt cloweded under a berry haze. All there was in you was juice and fear. Both kept building up into limited space. You try wiggle your fingers but even they had filled beyond any recognition. The pain was fading . Perhaps because your body was so inhuman that pain was just not possible anymore. You gave up… your face sinking away into your body. With a rumble and a groan… your skin gave away. In a instant there was nothing left of you other than the juice that had ruptured you. Across the nation hundreds of thousands of others met the same fate. Act of terrorism? Mistake at the factory? It didn’t matter… you was gone.