Nice Day For A Blue Fitting

It was a cloudy day, perfect for Ericka and Jim who were in the hectic midst of planning their wedding.  Jim was in charge of the guest list, while Ericka was in charge of the gift registry and choosing what gown she would wear.  "How about this one?" the eredar said pointing to a faint yellow dress with a pink ribbon around the midriff.  "Yeah that should be fine.  What's the price?" he asked his lover.  "$1200.00.  It's one of the cheaper ones we have seen today." Ericka pointed out.  "Okay, that'll do." Jim said exhaustedly,  "I'll make an appointment for a fitting.".  "I still do not understand why I can't go in the nude." the horn headed lass said to her beloved.
The next day, Ericka trotted down the street with her maid of honor, Demonia.  They entered the dress parlor shop.  At the front counter there stood a statuesque red-headed woman.  "Hello, we're here for a fitting." Ericka said to the woman.  "Number?" she asked heo two supernatural lasses.  "912." Demonia responded reading the printed ticket.  "Ah, right this way then ladies." she said, leading them down a corridor.  "By the way, you two make a lovely couple." the unnamed red head said showing them into a room.  "Oh, we're not a couple." Ericka started to explain.  "Lord knows I've tried." Demonia said snickering.  "Right, she's my maid of honor." the eredar said.  "Oookay then.  Well, call the front desk if you need anything." the receptionist said walking past the lasses.  
The two of them walked into the room.  There was a bottle of champagne with three glasses and a note on a circular table.  Ericka stepped forth and read the note aloud.  "Congratulations" flipping it over to read the back, "Please enjoy this bottle of Blueberry Brandied Champagne on us, but wait until your fitting is complete to enjoy our gift to you.".  The tailor walked in at the moment she had finished reading it.  "Hello, I'm the seamstress here." she began.  "Hello my name is Ericka, I'm here for a fitting." she said smiling at the brunette.  "Nice to meet you.  Now that we're aquainted, shall we get started?" the seamstress said.
"And just one more seam to tighten, and then we'll be done." the lady tailor said, "Dangit, I'm all out of bobby pins.  I'll be right back.".  After a few minutes of waiting for the company seamstress to return, Demonia sighed.  "Wow, Ericka, that dress looks beautiful on you." the demoness, "Let's have a drink.".  "What about the note?" Ericka said as Demonia poured two glasses.  "What about it? It said please wait until the fitting is complete, and I heard her say the word "Done."." the sultry succubus responded.  "Well, okay." Ericka said, accepting the glass.  The eredar downed the glass immediately.  "Hmm, tastes like blueberries." she said observing the aftertaste.  Demonia was about to down her glass when she noticed Erickas skin had turned slightly darker.  Both of them dropped their glasses when the front of the snug fitting dress bulged outward.  "What the-- What's happening to me!!!" Ericka exclaimed as her hips flared out, and her belly continued growing.  A sloshing sound could be heard as the seams of the dress were slowly being ripped apart by the growing mass that was Ericka.  Her breasts began to grow quickly outpacing her belly and hips.  The dress exploded off of her unable to constrict the still expanding eredar.  Erickas arms and legs started to fill out as whatever was filling her had run out of room in her body.  The still swelling eredars crotch touched the floor, her hooves were lifted from the surface, and her appendages were absorbed by her rounding out body.  "Demonia!  Go get help!" Ericka said from the top of her ball of a body.  Demonia stood there, looking at the end result of the wild spectacle she had just witnessed.  She walked up to the big blue bride-to-be, and poked her breast.  "Debolga!  Pwease!!!" squeeled Ericka, her cheeks filling out.  "O-okay, I'll be back!" Demonia promised.  "That could have been me." the scantily clad lass thought as she rushed down the hallway to the front desk.
Many minutes passed as Ericka sat in the middle of the mirror room completely naked.  Her dress strewn about in shreds.  The audible sloshing sound had not stopped, let alone let up.  Her body felt so tight.  The eredar had nearly lost hope when the seamstress walked into the room.  "Oh my god!!!  Ericka, what happened?" she said to the bloated blue lass.  After a very brief nearly incomprehensible recollection of events, the seamstress simply walked up to the gigantic blue ball, and stimulated her nipples, which then began to leak sweet smelling liquid.  Ericka cooed and moaned in pleasure as the internal pressure began to subside.  "It's going to take a couple hours for you to drain completely." the seamstress said, "And the dress will cost you 1200 dollars.".  Ericka was so lost in her own erotic sensitivities that she paid no mind to it.

The End

The nineteenth part of my Blueberry OC Bonanza, featuring my eredar character Ericka.  The current poll will likely be the last for this project so please vote here : nfl8or.deviantart.com/journal/…
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