The Juicy Club: A Blueberry's Birthday! (Patreon)

“Another serving, Miss Lilly?”

Lilly sighed in pampered bliss. The steam and the sweat that clung to her body felt wondrous. She felt so luscious and lovely that she was completely unbothered by her immobility, instead enjoying how her belly muffined over her tights and how her weight so completely smothered her groin to the warm stones below.

The air was filled with her scent, dribbles of sweat and steam that clung to her stomach and sides and shoulders, a juicy wetness she felt in her towels and crotch, but another scent tickled the blueberry's nose. Chocolate, heavy, wet, freshly baked chocolate.

"Oooo," hummed the lady, and *Goooowwwlll...* purred her belly. She had to stop herself from licking her lips. "Is it another box?"

"Not quite~" laughed the voice, coming up to her side.

As she grew closer, the scent grew stronger, and Lilly's vast body shivered with gluttonous want.

"We had a little idea," the helper said. "Or, I suppose, the idea was mine~"

Lilly felt her nose lift and fall, her head turning to follow the voice. The scent of chocolate was strong enough to give her belly goosebumps, an oddly chilling sensation in such a warm place.

The singsong tone became belabored, an awkward heft of heavy exertion. There was a soft thud that Lilly pictured as her stepping stool, then she heard the girl mount it before a hand came to her chest, mushing her right breast as the girl steadied her climb.

"My," Lilly breathed. "I feel I always have trouble picturing myself until somebody touches me. It's such a strange thing. I can feel almost all of it, especially with how wide my stomach feels or how my ankles are just covered by flesh, but feeling your hand... well, it makes me glad that I can't use my own too well!"

"At least you... have... your bell," the voice wheezed.

Lilly immediately felt a bit bad for the girl. She was much more pleasant than her counterpart, but that was likely because she'd already possessed such a rubenesque nature... Even so, the step stool was less than five steps and the poor thing sounded winded. Perhaps she too was bigger than Lilly could currently imagine,

Then all of these thoughts went up in a flash as she smelled something new directly before her nose. Something which had been hidden by the scent of the chocolate, smothered beneath her own bodily sweat. It was the scent of burning wax.

"Oh, my..." she breathed, her blind eyes closed as she drank in the scent. "Is this...?"

"Don't play dumb," chuffed the voice. "You already know what it is."

She did.

Candles placed atop of a chocolate cake.

"I already know when her birthday was, so it's wasn't really hard to connect the dots!"

"Goodness..." the blueberry felt herself blush. "Really, you didn't have to-"

"Can it," the woman said harshly, though she sounded as if she were smiling. "I wanted to. Besides, a nice birthday cake should be way more filling than some Valentine's chocolates."

"I suppose that's true..." Lilly said softly. Her stomach was much louder and much more demanding, releasing a fatty rumble so loud that the juice inside of her rippled and made a soft splashing.

"And, if you still have room, I might already have started baking another~"

Lilly felt her blush grow as bright as her hunger had grown deep. A hand Here, I got a piece. Blow out the candles on it!"

Lilly obliged, blowing out a warm air from her chubby violet cheeks.

"Excellent,” said the girl and Lilly felt her bulk shift as she pulled back the slice and begun to remove the candles. “I hope you made a good wish! Now, open!"

"Hmm," Lilly grinned. "I can think of one thing I want~”

Then, she opened her mouth and had her wish granted.