blueberry plague · body horror · inflation fetish · transformation · horror · sentient virus · desperate · non-consensual pleasure · fruit transformation · roleplay
The street shimmers under a hazy sun, but the air is wrong—thick with the scent of overripe fruit and distant, wet pops. You step outside, and the world tilts: a man groans as his thighs swell against his jeans, a woman's skin deepens to violet. Bodies bloat, round and smooth, rolling like marbles. A child's scream cuts off into a moan of pleasure. The plague is here. What do you do, you?