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Wow, you have such a perfect little petal ^3^ I want to pet her :3

Don’t you just love when your Affini looks you in the eyes with thise beautiful, swirling colours and lets you know that everything will be okay, and you just feel those words bounce around in your empty head until they become a part of you? :3

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I dunno! but it seems like you're only about halfway through, give it take an entire turkey or 3

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ringing in the New Years with a big ol Lalia from craving control doing what lalia does best

happy new years everyone!!!

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First drawing of 2025! I know who I'm voting for!!!

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she's getting really full... could someone ah,,, help her?

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Trope talk 3: Don’t eat my pie

(Trope talk 1, Trope talk 2)

Another berry trope I see  often is the "Don't eat my pie" sticky note stuck on the fridge or the plate, next to one of the best looking slices in the world. Of course the culprit(victim?) ends up berried, but that just opens up more questions. 

Did the person who left the pie in the fridge know it would do that? If they did, were they going to eat it for themselves and end up the same way? Maybe they're immune to getting inflated, or maybe the toxic energy of eating your friend's food causes a chemical reaction in the blueberries causing the juice to reproduce at an exponential rate. 

Moral of the story is, don't eat someone else's blueberry pie. I guess.

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Rotten

She's bad.

No way around that. She hasn't done anything yet, but you've been watching her for the last hour, and you know the signs. Rotten from the core outward, this one.

Her eyes dart, her hands fidget. You've got cameras everywhere, you don't miss a thing. She's looking for something. She might not even know what it is. Maybe some weird instinct led her here. Maybe she knows exactly what she's after. Doesn't matter.

The problem... the problem is that you know what she wants, and what she needs.

The problem is that they're the same thing.

She's a crime craving a punishment.

She wants what she deserves. How do you deal with someone like that? Tricky tricky.

You could just wait and watch. Maybe she can last the whole tour without being a problem. Can't really punish someone who hasn't done anything wrong, right?

You know better than that, though. It's not if she's trouble, it's when and how much.

You might save someone else a lot of time and energy if you just deal with her now. That's good karma, that is.

Maybe you could get her with something close, but unsatisfying. It's a quirky, magical candy factory for god's sake. Just about the only thing it actually reliably manufactures are warped parodies of the human form.

Maybe dangle some addictive chocolate in her face, let her gorge herself into immobility on the edible scenery, and have the bossman wag a judgemental finger at her. Classic.

You could arrange for her to get knocked face first into a pastry filling machine, perhaps. Oops, looks like some poor tour guest got blown up to the size of a mini van with boston cream! What will those charming lads down at OSHA have to say about this? Fetch the forklift!

Of course, she might not learn her lesson. That's always the problem. If you make it look like an accident, people might think it was an accident.

Only one thing to do with her greedy little heart: give her everything she could possibly ever dream of wanting, and then give her more.

It's the only way to be sure.

You tell the stagehands to get set up for a private show. When the time is right, she'll see a mysterious figure dart down the wrong hallway, and she'll sneak off. She'll find the strange room with the strange machine, and not thirty seconds later, she'll be feeling funny.

You cue the actors and call for the set to be quiet...

Action!

And there she is chewing away, nose turning blue. You're never wrong.

The funny thing is that they always give themselves away. Never mind her actual behavior, she showed up in skintight bell bottoms and the tiniest crop top she could get away with, and she probably thinks she's being subtle, all because she didn't wear gold buttons and a red belt. The nerve of some people!

You watch her turn blue all over, face wracked with ecstasy. Her hands find the curve of her belly as it begins to strain against her belt. She obviously knew exactly what she was after.

Well, if too much of a good thing isn't enough, double down.

You tap a few keys on your keyboard, and the machine next to her makes another little ding. Her head whips around, the shock on her face giving way instantly to need. She practically lunges for the second piece of gum and crams it in her mouth. She keeps chewing for all of five seconds before deciding to bite the bullet, as it were, and swallow it all.

You message all available stagehands.

Prep for an oversized load

Looking back at the screen, she's feeling up her engorged tits. Her top gave up while you weren't looking, but she's clearly having a great time trying to milk herself. There'll be plenty of time for that later, girlypop.

You watch as she remembers her belt, which is currently trying to squeeze her in half. Her curves race outward as she scrabbles at the buckle, but her belly's in the way, and her arms are getting hard to move and, regardless... yep, there it goes on its own. Her swelling body shreds her jeans as she desperately tries to reach far enough to touch herself.

She must be having the time of her life in there.

Some internal dam breaks, and juice erupts from her tits and her pussy, splattering the machine and most of the scenery. She's round enough to roll, now, so you play the prerecorded message:

All hazmat teams report, imminent bursting hazard in gum lab number four. Repeat, all hazmat teams report, imminent bursting hazard in gum lab number four.

It's all for show, though. As it is, there's only the one "gum lab". You've been doing this a long time, and you've never personally seen a berry girl pop, either, but... since it's technically possible, you figure you might as well have a little fun and give them a fright. Unfortunately, this appears to have only aroused her more. Sigh.

A crew of short figures dash into the room. Over the mic you hear, "Careful boys, she could blow any second now! We've got to get her to the juicing room!" Your actors certainly know how to sell it. Her face contorts into a mask of unbridled, orgasmic pleasure. She's loving this.

Damn.

This is the problem. Some people don't want to learn. Some people cannot be saved. Any hint that she might be sorry, any inkling of contrition, and they'd make a dramatic show of rolling her down the hall, where they'd hook her up to the mobile juice-pumping thing* and eventually send her home with a stern warning and blue cheeks. But no, this brat hasn't learned shit, isn't sorry, doesn't care. Her one true purpose in life is to be a big blue inconvenience to everyone around her.

Times like these make you wish you had some sinister exit planned. Stick her with a comically large pin and squeegee her off the walls. Roll her off through some giant, dark tunnel to explode somewhere else. Or, at least, to be someone else's problem.

But no, she's failed the fundamental-human-decency test, and she's your problem for the foreseeable future.

You make the call. She's to be rolled off to the berry girl warehouse, where she'll be kept in relative luxury. She'll spend all day every day cumming and gushing juice that the bossman uses for god-knows-what, in the company of her fellow blueberries that used to be people. And the worst part...

The worst part is that she got everything she wanted. You win! Good day, ma'am.

You take the last drag off your cigarette and use it to light the next one. There's another tour in three hours.

Maybe you'll get lucky.

*Nobody needs a whole room for juicing, don't be silly. Concrete floor with a good drain is plenty.

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