Meta Experiments 4 (inflation)

The Lab: Day One: Blueberry

“...I don’t know whether this will be as painful as the others were, to be honest. It’s experimental. Might not work at all, really.” he commented, turning the innocent looking tomato-sized berry in his armored hand. Walking away towards his prisoner, he knelt within the thirty foot mark and presented the berry to her. “Please help me get this over with, and we both can rest.” he promised.

Absol didn’t know what to do now. Make him force her again? She had to gauge whether it was worth it enraging this foe. His head and more importantly neck was exposed. If she timed it right and took him by surprise, maybe she could bite down on his neck and kill him… On the other hand, he was the key out of this room. She could see no visible exit, which was likely intentional. If she continued what she did now, it would take longer, and risk the man being angry. If she complied, it might be over with faster, and she would learn how the exit works faster. Killing him wasn’t an option right now, and it was beginning to look like being openly defiant wasn’t the best plan either.

“What on earth am I supposed to do now!?”

“As I said, it could completely fail.” he pointed out. He wasn’t hearing her questions any longer. Reading, rather. He could not read what she thought without the helmet. Had that been why he discarded it? So she could seem less ‘human’ to him and easier to test on?

It sounded like her only real option was to comply and hope that he might decide to reward her by cutting the torture short. Then again, it was more likely to encourage him. No, she had to make him think it wasn’t worth it to torture her. Right now, it seemed that making him feel guilty was the trick. Absol knew that the man could not hear her thoughts, so she would have to display her pain through her expressions.

So it was with the genuine fearful expression she was allowing to show that was accompanied by pain that the man had to face down, and he already seemed to be slipping. Seeing it clearly was apparently different than seeing it through the helmet. He couldn’t meet her eyes, and defeatedly set the berry down in front of her and turned to walk to his computer.

Absol did not dare look away. If he glanced back and saw her retreating, the effect could be lost. It was settled in her mind: This man had to be defeated through guilt. Her muscles painfully jolted as she found herself lurching into position above the berry. It was not long before she was forced to devour the fruit in a few quick and large bites. She wondered what was going to happen this time. She was obviously going to explode in a bit, but what with?

He said it might not work. She didn’t trust those odds. However, whatever was going to happen was taking a while. The man had no remote to start the process; Whatever was in that berry would have to react with her body first.

She was confused after a minute, but the man who watched her carefully suddenly nodded to himself and turned around to his computer. Absol looked wildly at herself, but her belly hadn’t bloated at all yet.

Looking around wildly, she didn’t see anything wrong with her. Her eyes tracked from side to side, trying to find whatever had changed. The stretch of fur that almost covered her left eye was as blue… As… Ever…

Absol kept the blue in her gaze. Her fur was blue instead of white. Was her face as well? She looked down, and yelped. The blue was spreading across her fur, down her chest and towards her paws. Her claws were not spared, both black and white turning to a deep oran blue.

That was what the man was doing? Turning her blue? How exactly did that work in his favor? Wasn’t his goal to make her bloat until she exploded?

Then she heard a gurgle in her belly. She looked down and back, seeing that it wasn’t bloated yet… She moved, and instantly regretted it. A queasy feeling reached her as something sloshed around in her stomach. That felt wrong.

“What is he doing to me!?” the absol practically shrieked in her mind as the sloshing and gurgling sounds became plenty obvious. The pressure began, and Absol saw her belly begin to pudge out. Unlike last time, however, when she pressed her paw to it, it was pressed in much easier. Surely the pressure should have kept her paw from sinking into the flesh that much, right?

Then the pressure changed. It wasn’t just in her belly anymore. Absol’s eyes widened with horror as she felt pressure beginning in her chest and her rump, the force of the odd liquid nearly knocking her forward as it reached her chest.

She squirmed as her belly became larger, and this time, the rest of her body was swelling disporportionately as well. Her hindquarters swelled out like balloons while her chest became heavier and bloated. Absol felt her breathing slow to a crawl as the liquid invaded her lungs, but mysteriously, she continued to breathe fine.

She moaned as she felt her spine being improperly pushed upwards from the thick liquid inside her, beginning to literally round her out. With what ability to move she had left, she looked around to see her privates were dripping a thick juice out of them, which explained the pressure she was feeling in that area as well.

It reached her face, the violet that resulted from her humiliation mixing with the blue showing ever more as she felt the liquid pour first through the skin between the inside and outside of her cheeks and the rest of her face, and then beginning to trickle up into her mouth. Her cheeks bulged out and her face began to swell as well.

Eventually, her legs fell victim to the powerful liquid, bulging until they were nothing more than fleshy, furry balloons for juice, rounded out so much that her bloated and useless paws were dwarfed by them. The only parts of her not filled with juice were her horn and tail, which were unable to take the invasive material.

Her spine unnaturally morphed into a curve, her body became bigger and bigger, swelling until she resembled a berry herself. Her face was too bloated for her to see properly, but she could feel the juice mounting pressure as it fought to make her explode. She had unnaturally rounded out, and was immobile, but that did not mean she was not well aware of the increasing rate at which the juice was pumping her. It flowed from her mouth, and any other orifice available. There was no pain any longer, just the feeling of rushing liquid trying to overtake her swollen shut mouth and open nostrils, and the open orifices behind.

Then she felt it. That moment where the juice increasing was defeating the maximum that could leak from her spherical body at any given time, and she began to bloat more, in the more dangerous sense. Her body creaked under the pressure, every inch of her save her solid tail and horn packing with more and more juice as the experience neared its end.

When her belly ruptured and began spilling thick blue juice, Absol could not feel more than the rushing sensation for a time. Unable to move her head due to the bloating, she could only wait in silence. The flowing stopped after a time even though she could still think. She felt tired; a normal pokemon would have died in her circumstance once again. The liquid had not all automatically drained, but the heal pulse activated in time to fix that. The juice was forced out of her body so violently that even in her numbed state she yelped in pain, but within a minute she was in prime condition. The only problem was that she was drenched in the berry liquid, which was technically her body fluid…

“We… Should get you cleaned up before we attempt the pregnancy expansion.” the human mused.