brettrogers

Terror filled your body as these two large women drag you down this lengthy corridor. Your arms dig into their rotund bellies, betraying just how strong they are as your feet flail against the ground in hopes of halting their progress. This all felt like a bad dream you wanted to wake up from soon. “Listen...I think there’s a misunderstanding here!” Your feeble excuses don’t seem to make a difference. “I swear, I got lost looking for the bathroom.” One of your captors, a tanned woman who appears to be in charge, laughs your words off in a heartbeat. “With such a terrible excuse, I’d be willing to believe ya!” Her words give you a sliver of hope before crushing them like she did when she caught you. “But that’s up to the good doctor. From what I hear, she needed a runt to help with a new experiment. Timing couldn’t be more perfect!” Wait?! Doctor?! Experiment?! Your blood runs cold with that news, trying in vain to escape; not that they do a lick of good. This has to be a nightmare

Warning: 18+ Content The day started like any other at Wonka’s factory... as workers poured through the silver gates and inside the doors to sign in. Willy Wonka had dozens of workers, both human and non-human… There had been some troubles when Wonka had first started started making his “Oompa Loompa’s” work with the humans… The Oompa Loompa's were looked like dwarves with green haired and orange skin. They were Wonka’s original and only workers for a long period of time until Wonka needed more hands around the place, especially since Wonka had only ever found the one group of Oompa Loompa’s in a rainforest he was exploring years ago… They never mentioned if there was any others, or even anything about their origins, which frustrated wonka... But he was able to ignore the frustration’s pretty easily as he learnt that they were all, really trustworthy and loyal little creatures. They only wanted to constantly work. And would only talk when they would break out into a song. They had all immediately treated Wonka as their "god" in a way, they would do anything he asked of them. Even if that meant working with the humans... The Oompa’s despised most humans, they didn’t like how greedy, arrogant, rude or selfish they could all be. And would rather not share their workspace with anyone that wasn’t Wonka, his nephew or their own kind. But ultimately they would grudgingly accept it when Wonka started to hire humans and have them work together. Only for it all to go downhill when they started getting into arguments... Wonka was always puzzled about how anyone even got into an argument with an oompa, considering they never spoke. But then again, he guessed that might be apart of the problem. And to avoid any other disputes between them, Wonka separated everybody into different working sections and categories. The Oompa’s were required to work in rooms that wonka preferred humans not be in. He knew he could trust the Oompa Loompa’s with anything as they wouldn’t break the rules with their own desires. All the human workers would enter through the front gates, and then through the front door. Signing in and then entering the elevator’s, mini trains or boats floating on the chocolate river. That would take them away, deep into the factory until they reached the area they would be working in. There was many weird and different options for travelling around the factory that the made the place seem like a maze to anyone who was outside of their designated areas. All workers would remain in their areas, or else they would be fired and replaced almost instantly. The Oompa’s however, lived at the factory so they weren’t required to sign in. They simply would get up, get to work, and work all day until they couldn’t no more, and then would simply just rest in the same spot they would work…against the hard metal floor. They had beds provided by Wonka, however those rooms just stayed completely empty. Only a few would ever come across the oompa’s and other workers, and that was only those who had jobs at the factory that didn’t require them to stay in one area. As they were needed in many other locations. People like technicians, supervisors, cleaners and people who would check if everything is safe and working, etc...would get to ever see the little orange workers. All workers had a main area, where they would do most of their work or get the supplies and items that they would need. Wonka didn’t want any outside clothes or anything from the outside being inside the factory at all… Besides the workers of course. But as they entered they had to stand on a platform that moved them forward, as robotic hands would come out of what seemed like nowhere and undress them, as they would spray them with a hose and grab a soap bar that they would rub all over the person’s body, legs and butt before spraying them with a hose again and then drying them off before putting their clothes on a hook. Once they were dry, the hands would start to dress them, pulling on stretchy underwear and colour coordinated tracksuits designated to their job at the factory. The tracksuits were all made of unbelievably stretchy material. Wonka made it this way just so that the robotic hands could easily stretch them onto the person they were changing. He could just let them all change themselves but he didn’t trust them all to properly clean themselves before work. Once the workers were cleaned, they would enter either the elevators, boats or trains depending on where they needed to go. ~ Wonka had been preparing for his oncoming vacation that he regularly took about every 6 months, he rarely left his factory behind and just like the oompa’s he never stopped working. But like anybody else, he also needed a break here and there. He would drive down to the local docks, using his own travelling methods via his self made wonka car and his own personal yacht that would take him out towards his private island where he could relax for about a week or two before getting “bored” and returning to his factory. In the time that he wasn’t available at the factory he would place his nephew, Tommy Wonka, in charge to take care of things and run the place while he was gone. Tommy was the only other person who knew the factory as well as Wonka did. And didn’t need a map to get around the place. Like Wonka, Tommy was always working inside the Factory’s walls. He took a particular interest working in the inventing room whenever he could get the chance. Wonka would always hear Tommy going on about how many other possibilities you could make a reality, simply by experimenting around with all the different products in the inventing room. However Wonka would always shut him down, his factory was definitely magical. But Wonka was a candy man, and lived for creating new and interesting treats that people could consume safely! However there always were a few problems that would come with most of his inventions. Tommy would always try and convince Wonka that there was nothing wrong with it! And they could find a use for these “problems”. However Wonka would always refuse. Wonka packed about seven different suitcases, filled with different pairs of the exact same outfit he would always wear, as well as different varieties of the same outfit, for swimming, jogging, you name it! Wonka organised his departure with his trusty Oompa Loompa’s and asked one to collect his nephew Tommy for him. An Oompa loompa immediately agreed and went looking for the young man. Tommy was lurking around at the front entrance. Eating an apple as he waited for his two favourite workers to enter. He wasn’t friends with them, let alone did they ever have a conversation. But he already knew everything he needed to know about the pair, as he took a liking towards the two boys who had to be dressed in blue tracksuits that hugged their handsome physiques. They were both young technicians, hired by Wonka pretty recently. They were among the lucky few who could explore more than one room around the factory as their jobs required them to be needed in multiple different locations around the factory. The two workers were Declan and Peter, two of your stereotypical, straight white boys. Declan was 19 with black hair, and a short beard to match. He was a jock that radiated cocky energy in more ways than one. At his school he was known for making his way around the block, if you get the saying. In other words his body count was up there in the triple digits, despite his age. Tommy assumed it must’ve been his confidence, along with the fact that he was very sporty and fit. So of course people found an interest in him, however Tommy did see Declan as a very.. bratty type and horny young man. In Declan’s spare time he was always jerking to porn, or raising the digits of his body count with some chick that he would make leave his house as soon as he was finished doing his business with them. Declan would always gloat about the fact that he had such a high body count, good looks and handsome features, especially towards the girls he would hook up with. It was like the only thing that made him hard was after he gloated about how sexy and hot he was. Only one thing annoyed him about his good looks however... And that was the size of his butt. He did have a very large bubble butt for somebody so thin and fit, which frustrated him because he had always been obsessed with having the perfect body. Only for genetics to ruin it all, as his father also had quite a large buttocks. All the men in his family did. While Peter on the other hand was also 19, he had blonde hair and a cute smile. He was athletic and fit, but less confident than his friend was, and was more shy and kept to himself rather than gloating about his looks, despite being Incredibly handsome. He had a smaller butt than declan, but a pretty decent sized ass for his body type as well. He didn’t think of himself as highly as Declan thought about himself. Peter was definitely far more intelligent than Declan was, but his greedy habits would always get into the way of his intelligence. One thing for sure was that he was definitely less horny than Declan. Peter did regularly relieve himself every now and again but couldn’t find anything that really got him hard. There seemed to be something missing that he couldn’t put his finger on. Once he would reach that stage where your about to cum, it was like all the excitement had just vanished out of nowhere and he was always cumming with dissatisfaction. He couldn’t ever find anything that really hit his spot in the right places! Both boys however, also had an ongoing dispute with the “tradies” of the factory, who did all the hard work and built everything around the place. They were always getting into arguments as their work would always interfere with one another. The boys would be asked to work in areas that always had the tradies also there, working on whatever it was they would be doing... the boys didn’t care about the reason they had. They only cared about the fact that it would always get in the way of their job, as the workers would be placed on the exact same machinery or area the boys had to work on. It seemed to be a common thing, rather than something that could be rare enough to ignore. Tommy waved to both men as they made their way past him to go sign in... “Morning boys,” he said with a smile. "Uhh... morning?” yawned Declan. As they didn’t stop to chat, and just kept going. Tommy eyed their butts (especially Declan’s) in their tight blue pants as they walked past. “What a creep…he always greets us?! Like every damn time. I know he is basically the 2nd boss around here, being the director and all. but my job description said nothing about dealing with weirdo’s” Declan said, seeming annoyed with what seemed to be a friendly gesture from the candy man’s nephew. “He must have a crush on you! I wouldn’t blame him with all that junk in your trunk!” Peter laughed as he slapped Declan’s butt. Causing Declan to grab onto Peter as they started to play rough with one another as they wrestled around before laughing amongst themselves. Tommy daydreamed about the pair, as they signed in at the front desk and entered the boats on the chocolate river. Being taken towards where they would be working for the day. Tommy was suddenly cut from his blue daydream when he felt a tug on his pants, assuming it was his arousal he looked down only to notice that… yeah he was hard but right at head level was a short oompa loompa as he tugged on the side of tommy’s pants. Tommy instantly started to follow the Oompa as that was their way of telling people “follow me”. The oompa took Tommy inside the elevator as it took off and spun around in all different directions before opening up at his uncle’s office. Stepping out, he immediately saw his uncle cleaning his office space before he would take off on vacation. “I see your bags are packed and you're ready to go!” Tommy said with a smile. “Exactly right, my nephew. I’ll be back earlier than usual however. I’ve got a lot of work to do, but you know me... I’m always needing to get away from everything to be able to solve any problems we may have! I can always solve them pretty quickly. But sometimes the problems are just too BIG to fit inside my brain!" He laughed "And a little time away always gets me back into the right headspace!” Wonka said as he rambled on and packed the rest of his belongings. “You don’t need to worry uncle! There's never any true problems, you can always find a use for the candies that go wrong! Might be a problem for what you were trying to create, but doesn't mean there isn't a use for it! I mean i've done the experimenting and i know-” Tommy urged but was cut off “What have I told you numerous times about doing experiments?!” Wonka yelled pretty sternly. “I know, I know! Its just that-“ “it's just nothing! You know i use very different, and difficult methods of candy making. Not just anyone can make the candy i make! Or even know how too! I've found the perfect recipe for all my creations while also finding the perfect recipes for more! If one thing goes wrong in the creating process, the consumer could end up being turned into something unimaginable! The ingredients I use don't necessarily mix well with the human body unless I've fixed it! Just think about the lawsuits!” Wonka stressed, but hid behind a fake worried expression… He had plans of his own… “I don't want you touching or experimenting with anything in the inventing room, while i'm gone! Especially the fruits and Blueberry products!” urged Wonka. Knowing Tommy wouldn't listen and knew that Tommy took an interest in the Blueberry products ever since he was really young. It was the first thing Wonka showed Tommy in his factory. As he tested out a peculiar gum that he had been working on. Hoping it will stop world hunger! He assumed it was ready and gave it to his old Oompa loompa in charge. Who chewed it without a second thought. Immediately Tommy and Wonka watched as the oompa loompa turned blue all over and began to swell... as his belly fattened and his butt got thicker, he kept growing until the Oompa was nothing but a helpless round Blueberry, flapping his tiny hands and feet for help. Tommy was fascinated by the transformation ever since that day. And had grown up to find a very different way of sexual pleasure. He had old camera footage of that same day that he kept throughout his life and would jerk off to iin his spare time as he became obsessed with Blueberry transformation. He began to test and experiment with the gum as he grew into a teen and then also an adult. He was able to use the same formula to make the gum into other treats, blueberry pies, flavoured candies, muffins, donuts, etc... But he purposely made it so that the swelling would still take place, but lied to Wonka that he was trying to perfect it. He always tried to get the gum to make the Oompas swell even bigger with just the gum, But they would always stop at the same size. He only managed to get them swelling a little more if he made them chew a dozen pieces, but didn't find a way of getting them bigger… until he mixed the pies and other products with the gum. And made an Oompa chew it, as he swelled up and Turned into a Blueberry twice the size as Tommy watched the results with excitement However what he really wanted was a human subject. He also theorised through his experiments that younger, more athletic body types of people would cause them to swell even more... Something about the younger skin, which caused him more excitement. Thinking about the blueberry transformation happening to young hotties, around his age. And just the tease that young men he found sexually attractive could swell up to immense sizes as they became a Blueberry human hybrid…was enough motivation for him to continue sneaking behind his uncle's back and experimenting some more. He couldn’t ever confirm those theories he had, as he could only experiment on the Oompa Loompas, and their bodies were short and muscular with possibly older skin, as they were probably over 100 years old at this point, nobody really knew. After a dozen different times where Tommy had “failed results” Wonka ultimately scrapped the idea. And ordered Tommy to stop experimenting on it. Causing Tommy to have to think of other ways he could explore his fetish... which took a turn for the worst as it made Tommy grow incredibly horny over time. Not being able to release his frustrations with anything new, He started to daydream about the two workers he found attractive. He imagined them dressed in their blue outfits...chewing on that “problematic” gum, and swelling up helplessly beyond their wildest dreams! It seemed like it was fate just waiting for them, especially with the chance of them being selected to wear blue. He would still experiment on more blueberry products whenever he got the chance. Testing different products on the Oompa Loompas, who treated Tommy the exact same as wonka, as if he was a god to them. Always agreeing to whatever he wants. Doing this gave him the satisfaction he needed for a while. He would always come up with an excuse behind why another Oompa had turned into a blueberry to Wonka, who believed him at first, but overtime grew suspicious of his nephew and the number of “accidents” still happening after he requested Tommy to stop experimenting. But ultimately didn’t do much about his suspicions which was odd to Tommy, who suspected his uncle to come down hard on him. Wonka’s reaction was to build a juicing room inside the inventing room...with doors that were bigger than the Oompa blueberries, which worked perfectly for Tommy’s true desires, but was ultimately weird… there was no reason for Wonka to make bigger doors... This room was able to juice the blue berrified oompa victims back down to size. However they would remain blue and quite chubby with juice, causing them to basically become allergic to anything blueberry flavoured, even the real fruit. If they did they would instantly swell back up, ofcourse Tommy already was aware of this since he had already done the test on the oompas to see what would happen after the juicing. Tommy’s true desires were to have men he found attractive turned into helpless amd fat blueberries... and those men in mind were both Declan and Peter. He created plans over time that he would act on the second he gets the chance! Only he would need Wonka away for that. “Ill find a way to get it to work eventually! i'll be leaving my head Oompa in charge of the inventing room while I'm away, so you won't be needing to do anything inside there...all the oompa’s have it covered.” Tommy faked a sigh. "That’s okay uncle ... I suppose I can find other things to do while you're gone.” He said with a little bit of sarcasm. Wonka and Tommy had gotten into quite a few arguments since the human’s began working at the factory... They took all the Jobs that Tommy wanted to do, and his answer to Tommy's complaints was to have him placed in the position of director. But that wasn't enough for Tommy, he needed some excitement and being the director wasn’t as fun as what he used to be able to do… Now he was just stuck organising and planning the products at the factory. "I'm sure you will.” Wonka said with a slight smirk as he grabbed his bags and said his goodbyes to his nephew. Tommy watched on from a window with excitement as Wonka got into his personal limo, with oompa loompas packing his bags into the boot and another jumping into the front seat as they drove away… Tommy got butterflies in his stomach, and started skipping gleefully down the hallways in joy. Passing by a few workers as he did so. He made his way to the technician room, hoping the boys would be there... As he entered the room he immediately spotted them both and started to walk his way over. The boy’s turned and noticed Tommy making their way towards them. “Is he coming to say hello again or something??.” Declan snickered. “Dude shush, he’s right there!” Peter whispered as Tommy grew closer. “Hello boys.” Tommy said with a smile Declan chuckled, causing Tommy’s smile to drop. “Hello for the 2nd time today. Will there be a third also?” Declan joked. “Is there a problem with something? Do you need us to come fix something?” Peter asked, trying to ease the tension. Tommy just stared at the both of them for a moment. “Oh no, not at all! But I have a special job for you both if your interested! Extra pay and all!” “Extra pay? What did you need fixed?” Declan said, suddenly switching his tone. “Don’t worry about extra pay! I'm sure it isn’t that big of a task!” Peter said “I don’t need anything fixed! However I need you both to come in for a special job tomorrow. It's going to be earlier than you usually start. Does 9am sound good?” Tommy asked. “9am?! Are you fu-“ “That sounds great! We will both be here!” Peter said, cutting Declan off and giving him a hard pat on the back to shut him up as he did. “Great! Ill see you both tomorrow then!” Tommy said happily as he began to walk away, breaking out into another skip as he reached the door. “Who knew he said more than hello?” Declan joked.. “Dude, have you ever shut up!?" Peter joked back giving Declan a little shove. “You need something to shut you up!” ~ The Next day, Both Peter & Declan arrived at the factory. Later than they were supposed to be, with Tommy already waiting for their arrival at the front entrance. Peter & Declan both noticed that there didn’t seem to be any cars in the carpark, Or even any signs that anybody else was there. “You're both 15 minutes late...” Tommy said as soon as they got close enough to hear him with slight disappointment in his voice. “Sorry about that. Morning Traffic was crazy today” Peter replied “So what?” Declan said annoyed. “Looks like everyone else is late today.” he said, pointing at the empty parking lot with an annoyed morning expression on his face. “Dude!" Peter nudged his grumpy friend. "Sorry Tommy, looks like somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed...” Peter snickered “Don't worry about it! that’s only because everyone else was given the day off silly. I'm only needing both of your talents today! Now come on! We were supposed to get started 15 minutes ago, by now you both should already… – just never mind, let's get inside shall we?” Tommy said, stepping aside and gesturing the boys forward. Eyeing Their butts again as he did so... imagining the size they would be by the end of today… “Everyone gets a day off Besides us?!! You gotta be kidding me!” Declan complained. “At Least we get the whole place to ourselves! “ Peter smiled. Both boys walked inside, going through the automatic cleaning and changing station before emerging on the other side. Dressed in their usual stretchy blue tracksuits. Tommy’s butterflies fluttered around in his stomach again as he couldn’t help but already picture just how tight those suits would be by the end of today. He was excited for it since he had technically been waiting for this day for years! Which is also why he was so annoyed with the boys being a little late. He had already scheduled everything that needed to happen to them both and how to keep the boy's quiet about it before Wonka’s return. Now they were running late! “Alright, you're both dressed! Lets go” Said Tommy in a hurry as he led the boys towards the boats on the chocolate river. “Who else is here?” Peter suddenly questioned. “I saw about a dozen clothes on the tradie’s hooks? Are they here too?” “Oh no! Those are the cleaners' clothes!” Tommy lied. “they use the tradie hooks while the tradies aren’t needed!” “they better not be here. If anyone gets the day off, give it to them so we don’t have to deal with them! And that’s stupid. Just get more hooks!” Declan added. “What are we even doing today? Fixing something?” Peter asked “No not at all! Your technician skills wont be needed for this test we have today!” Tommy answered “Test?! You didn’t mention anything about a test!” Declan yelled as they arrived at the loading docks, walking along the short pier over the chocolate river, as they started getting into the boat. “Not just any test my boys! You will be testing the product! By being taste testers today!” Tommy replied cheerfully expecting them to be excited. “Taste testers? But we are Technicians. Our talents don’t involve anything to do with tasting!” Peter replied, also seeming kind of annoyed now “Yeah! Didn’t you say that our talents were needed for this? Sounds like you picked the wrong pair.” Declan added. "No no! I picked the right boys for this! I promise, just Trust me! Don't you boys want extra pay?” Tommy answered. “Not real- -“ Peter started “Of Course we do!” Declan cut him off. “Then wouldn’t you both be glad that you don’t have to do any work today? Getting paid to chew and taste sounds like an amazing deal to me! Think of it like a reward!” Both Declan and Peter gave one another a glance. “well... I wouldn’t mind actually.” Peter said. He didn’t care for the extra pay. He was just always happy to work, sneaking a few snacks around the factory as he did. While Declan would always throw a fuss. 'And the only work that was required was to eat and taste test a few treats? Perfect!' Peter thought to himself. As in his spare time he would frequently indulge himself. If he wasn’t at work, the gym, or doing his regular tasks…He was at home. Snacking away like a pig, he would always manage to keep himself in shape though. Declan just rolled his eyes as the boat drifted down the river, through the confusing tunnels until they reached the “Candy room” that had the river flowing straight through the room, instead of reaching a dock. Both boys were familiar with this room as they always had to frequently fix the systems that powered the pipes that sprouted all over the place. They both noticed that right in the middle of the room was a table with two plates covered by two metal covers. With forks and knives by the side. Already set up by two Oompa Loompa who stood their waiting like waiters. “What are we supposed to be doing here? Don't you have like... I don't know... a taste testing room or something?” Declan asked snarky but curiously. “Oh yes! Yes we do! However I took you both down to the candy room because this is where we make candy silly! And you will both be tasting candies for me, now take a seat!” Tommy cheerfully said as he pulled the seat out for Declan’s large butt to sit on. And then doing the same for Peter’s smaller, yet still rounded backside. As both boys sat down, Tommy patted Declan’s back and gave Peter's hair a little rub, messing it up. “Alright! Are you both ready for your first candy?” Tommy said in his cheerful tone, as he lifted the cloches off the table revealing two, hot and steamy, freshly baked pies. “and voila!” Tommy added, expecting both boys to be thrilled by his marvellous pie. “Pie...? Just pie?!.... I thought you said we were tasting candy???.... this isn't candy” Declan observed, feeling a little disappointed. If he was being honest, a little candy didn’t seem too bad. No matter how much he acted like it was. “Just pie?! That’s my famous Blueberry pie! Its nowhere close to ‘just pie’" Tommy said frustrated. “Besides ... anything is a candy if you make it a candy.” He replied Blankly with a grin, as Peter said nothing but got his knife and fork ready, licking his lips as he did. “...that still doesn’t make a pie ‘candy’” Declan responded. “seriously... what have you been smoking in your spare – ouch!” Peter stomped on his foot suddenly. "Dude, shut your mouth and just taste test like we are supposed to do! This looks amazing! I can’t wait to dig in Tommy!” Peter added “Well don’t let me stop you now ... please do. I'll take notes as you taste. Please let me know what you think about it ... And my dear Declan... if it's made in the candy room, does that not make it candy?” Tommy asked as he leaned against their table and stared directly into Declan’s eyes. The Tension was cut off by Peter’s loud chews as he started to dig in, greedily swallowing huge mouthfuls as he did. “I’m glad I saved room!” he said happily as he patted his flat stomach and continued to eat. “I'll try your stupid pie... but don’t expect me to start calling it candy. It's a pastry, Not a damn pie.... idiot” Declan muttered to himself. “I’m sorry? You're gonna have to speak up!” Tommy said sarcastically with a smile. “Don’t worry about it. Just put your head into your notebook and take notes! I won’t be doing this twice!” Declan mentioned as he grabbed his cutlery and started to dig in, chewing and swallowing bites of the juicy pie. Tommy took a step back with a devious smile, as the only sounds that could be heard were the boy’s jaws smacking away at the pies they were “testing” ~ Both boys kept eating the pie, Declan was using a knife and fork and getting through the pie even faster with each bite. He hadn’t even realised he had basically gone into auto pilot mode, just stuffing his big mouth with bigger bites of the Blueberry pie. Peter on the other hand was using his hands, giving up on the knife and fork at this point as he grabbed the pie and lifted it up towards his mouth, shovelling in bigger bites than Declan, slopping and chomping away incredibly loud compared to him as his bites were considered “small” to Peter, who had also gone into auto pilot. Focused on nothing else besides the pie. “Don’t forget to inform me on the taste! You are taste testing, remember?” Tommy chuckled. Declan stopped eating for a second as he looked up at Tommy, causing Tommy’s stomach to drop with anticipation as he spotted a familiar blue dot appearing on the tip of Declan’s nose and spreading. “Tastes... alright” Declan said between mouthfuls. Tommy acted like he was writing down their thoughts when in reality he was writing down their transformation progress. “Alright?! This shit is Bloody fantastic! Do we get seconds???” Peter asked keenly as he continued to shovel the pie into his mouth. Tommy giggled, as he noticed the blue on Peter's face had also started to spread, and pretty quickly compared to Declan. Most likely because of how much Peter had eaten compared to Declan. “Seconds?! Haha! Calm down fatty, if you have any more you will be rolling out of here before we know it!” Declan teased, laughing as he turned to see Peter’s reaction only to notice his blue nose as it spread fast across his face, turning his whole entire face blue. “D-dude! W-what the fuck?! You’re turning fucking blue!” Declan said in shock. He almost went back in for another bite of the pie as soon as he was done speaking, almost automatically as if it was already muscle memory. Peter didn’t even seem to react to this, he just kept eating the pie with his hands, ignoring Declan thinking he was just trying to stir things up again. “Mmmm, this pie is so good! And so filling!” He moaned while rubbing his stomach that was now feeling full. Still flat but awfully tight as he turned entirely blue. He did nothing but continue to eat. “Oh don’t worry Declan. It seems that Peter is just having a little... ‘reaction’ of sorts... nothing serious. Just continue eating.” Tommy replied suspiciously. “A reaction?! That isn’t a normal –” “my boy, are you done talking?” Tommy asked almost rudely, switching his tone to blankness again. Declan looked back down at the pie, about to start complaining more. But as he looked down, his stomach let out a rumble of hunger as he felt his tongue get wet... just looking at the pie was mouth watering. “Seriously.... You're being paid to simply eat a few things and tell me how it tastes... and you're throwing a fit about it? Do you ever just... shut up and roll with it?” Tommy asked rudely, feeling frustrated with Declan now but couldn't help but slightly smile at his own joke. He found that Declan was attractive for sure, especially watching him complain as he obviously turned blue, but his bratty attitude was definitely something to deal with, he wasn't sure exactly what made Declan so attractive, there was just something about him. Declan said nothing but just stared at his pie. Suddenly grabbing it with his hands as he started to devour it. “Just...let me finish this pie first...” Declan said between mouthfuls. Tommy simply smirked at this... He started to circle the boy’s as he wrote down more notes of their transformation. Both boys were now all blue from head to toe. Tommy looked towards Peter’s stomach as he finished his pie and started licking each of his fingers. Excitement pulsed through his body, as he noticed Peter was looking bloated. His stomach had started to slowly push out, transforming itself into a small blue belly. Tommy stared at Peter’s stomach as it continued to slowly expand. He then looked down at Declan, who was finishing his pie now too. But oddly enough, Tommy noticed it was Declan’s butt that was swelling first ... He watched as Declan’s blue track pants grew tighter as his already massive dump truck filled out his pants even more, leaving no creases in them at all. His stomach had slowly puffed out too, just not as much as Peters which was the main part of Peter fattening up. Tommy started to notice their light blue tracksuits starting to stain the dark blue, as juice soaked off their bodies and into their clothes. Both boys sat back and rubbed their bloated bellies as they groaned and moaned. “Fuck that was good!” Peter said as he patted his belly, and then patted it again... something felt wrong? A loud gurgle suddenly erupted. Peter looked down and noticed his stomach had now turned into a belly, and was swelling into a gut! Also getting wider as it did. “HOLY SHIT DUDE IM FUCKING BLUE!... AND FAT!” Peter yelled gasping in shock as he stepped up and grabbed his belly as his thighs joined in, forcing his body into an upside down lightbulb shape. "And Soaked!” He said feeling his stained tracksuit. Declan continued rubbing his own bloated belly, thinking he was just feeling full as it let out a gurgle itself. “Well obviously. What was I saying earlier? If you're gonna eat like a pig, you're gonna get as fat as one! - - H-holy S-SHIT!” Declan suddenly gasped and stood up, noticing that as he did, he felt his belly slosh slightly. Looking down to discover his own bloated belly. This enraged him… his abs?! All his hard work over the summer just gone without a trace! As if they ever even existed minutes ago. Declan couldn’t believe it as he started examining his body all around, as he continued to swell up. His body was smaller than Peter’s but was quickly growing to match! “What the fuck is happening to me!? I'm blue and fat like this idiot!” Declan yelled while giving peter a push “Woah this feels funny!” Peter said, almost carelessly as he also examined his newly put on weight. “What's happening to us Tommy?” he said with ease, poking his belly. He didn't want to admit it, but it felt so good! “It just seems to be an allergic reaction of some sort! No big deal!” Tommy responded calmly. “JUST AN ALLERGIC REACTION?! THIS SEEMS TO HE ONE HELL OF A REACTION IF YOU ASK ME! THIS IS CRAZY!” Declan bitched as he continued rubbing his expanding middle, as his thighs joined in too, shaping him to resemble Peters Size. “I don’t see anything peculiar” Tommy replied. "YOU DON'T?!" “THIS IS SO WEIRD!” Peter laughed as he rubbed his belly, he turned and gave Declan’s gut a squeeze. “YOU'VE EVEN GOTTEN BIGGER TOO!” “Hands off fat ass!” Declan yelled, pushing Peter’s hand away. This made Tommy snicker, Peter had a fatter belly while Declan had a bigger bum, Tommy wrote down that detail in his notes. ‘Bottom heavy boys = Bigger butt inflation’ meaning that the true fat arse was Declan. “Oh stress less my boy! Take some notes from Peter’s book and realise that nothing is wrong. Besides the...swelling problems... this is simply the results from your taste testing.” “THE RESULTS?! BUT YOU’VE MADE US FAT AND BLUE! MY PERFECT BODY IS GONE BECAUSE OF YOU!” Declan yelled. “Oh hush my boy. I understand your worries... it does seem that something is wrong with the Blueberry products...We best get you both to the inventing room, it's the only place where we can fix you now!” Tommy said, faking a worried and understanding tone as he ushered the boys to follow him back to the boats, he looked down at his semi hard on and couldn’t resist…he turned and gave the boys a quick glance and rubbed himself a little before continuing forward. Declan looked up from his body to notice Tommy rubbing himself for a quick moment…Causing Declan to grow even more suspicious. Both boys started to take steps to follow Tommy Wonka, finding it difficult as they were now fat! Declan rolled his eyes and stopped complaining. He was already thinking about quitting his job now, he better be fixed by the end of today! He slowly walked a slight waddle as he kept looking around at his body, he tugged his pants and underwear open and looked inside... seeing his package had turned just as blue as the rest of him. He groaned at this, as his hands slid back up to his belly, as he whimpered about his abs being gone. “Dude! My fucking abs! He ruined me! If I'm not fixed by the end of today, I swear to god i'll be coming down like rain on that piece of shit!” Declan complained. He stayed silent when he also started feeling his underwear grow tight as his balls started to swell up, pushing his bulge outwards against the material of his pants. As soon as he saw this, his whole face turned a bright shade of blue in embarrassment. Peter was in a whole different world at that point. He liked the feeling of it all, and trusted Tommy enough where he wasn’t worried that Tommy wouldn’t have them fixed and back to normal by the end of the day! Peter couldn’t believe it as his body sloshed with every slight waddling step he took. Something felt so good about it. Whether it was the heavy feeling, his tight clothes against his body, the juices sloshing inside him... or his erect cock, twitching about.... wait a minute? Erect cock?! Peter thought to himself as he quickly looked down to find his dick was pressed hard against his pants. He instantly covered his boner but his touch made him grow harder to the point where he felt a little drip of something come out. He was overly sensitive down there, he moaned and stopped for a second trying to control his arousal... he had no clue why he was hard. But it was the best sexual feeling he had ever felt. He could swear his cock was growing bigger in his underwear. "Dude...dude look!” Peter groaned to Declan as he gestured towards his bulge. Declan looked down to find his mate’s dick had grown extremely hard. “WOAH BRO?! ARE YOU – are you... horny? My god, are you finding this hot?!” Declan asked in disgust. “NO NO I SWEAR! IT JUST HAPPENED! ITS LIKE ITS GOT A MIND OF ITS OWN!” he said as he squeezed his bulge to calm it down but just caused him to moan some more and grow harder, he looked down and noticed that yes... his dick was expanding slightly. “The pie must have had an aphrodisiac of some sort! Worry not! Just enjoy the feeling for now, my boy!” Tommy chuckled as he stepped aside to let them on the boat first. ‘an aphrodisiac?!’ Declan thought to himself... ‘But why am I not hard too?’ He said as he looked at Peter’s face, noticing a slight smile on his face as he got confused of how he should feel. He rubbed his bulge to soothe his arousal but then stopped himself. “I CAN'T HELP IT!” he whimpered, trying to push his erection down. “Then don’t. Enjoy it while it lasts... It's not like every day you find something that hits the spot!” Tommy teased with a smirk. Both boys sat directly in front of him. He made sure that he would get a view of their juicy butts as they sat down, stretching the fabric of their pants more as their thighs and butt grew in size with the pressure of sitting.