Sawyer's Blueberry Inflation

One day, you received some texts by Sawyer, telling you to meet her at the large gym. You asked why, but she insisted that you come over, telling you that she doesn't have much time left.

Concerned, you head over to where she is, rapidly entering inside the huge volleyball gym. As you enter, you hear loud echoing gurgles and churns. You then see a jaw-dropping sight before you.

Sawyer has become a huge blueberry for a volleyball girl. Her skin and hair are completely dark blue. Surprisingly, her clothes didn't tear apart, still clinging onto her body—now that's some top quality fabric. Her spherical figure sways from side to side on her plump crotch.

The former volleyball girl tried to wiggle again, but her mobility was completely gone. She couldn't even turn her head, her massive cheeks and neck locking it into place and obscuring most of her vision. Her hands were long gone, sunken into her body. The same went for her feet, the soles of her shoes indented into her bottom's flesh.