Juiced Up
She had only meant to film a quick video of herself relaxing on the couch, casually chewing the strange new gum you had given her. At first, she wasn’t even sure she liked it. The flavor was bizarre—somehow it tasted exactly like warm tomato soup. A few chews later it shifted completely, turning rich and savory like roast beef. She laughed nervously at the camera and kept chewing, curious what would come next. Then the flavor changed for a third time: sweet, warm blueberry pie. That one was different. The more she chewed, the stronger and juicier it became, flooding her mouth with so much flavor that she found herself swallowing again and again without even thinking about it.
A deep gurgle suddenly rolled through her stomach. She stopped mid-chew and looked down, confused, one hand moving toward her belly. Another gurgle followed, louder this time, and an uncomfortable fullness began spreading through her middle. Then she noticed her skin. Blue was creeping across her hands, up her arms, and over her face as if the color were soaking into her from the inside. Her stomach gave another heavy churn, and her belly pushed outward beneath her shirt. She stared at the camera in disbelief as it swelled rounder and fuller, stretching farther over her lap. Somehow, every swallow of that impossibly juicy gum seemed to be adding more liquid inside her.
But she still couldn’t stop chewing. The blueberry-pie flavor kept pouring out with every bite, forcing her to swallow more and more as her belly continued to fill. It grew heavier against her thighs, the swelling becoming impossible to hide as her middle expanded farther across the couch. She shifted under the weight and groaned, staring down at herself while another long series of gurgles echoed from inside. “It’s still filling me up…” she muttered, breathless. Yet the gum only became juicier, her blue belly growing fuller and heavier with every chew, with no sign that whatever was happening to her was going to stop.