An Old Friend

~February 1st 2015~

It's been 10 year to this day when the famous (infamous to some) Wonka factory tour took place, and four children met their fates on this tour and their lives chawnged forever. However we're only going to be focusing on one at the moment: Violet Beauregarde.

She started out and an overconfident and brash girl who wanted to win at all costs. From karate to rock-paper-scissors to gum chewing, Violet was always competitive. That all changed on the tour when she sampled a special three course dinner chewing gum and swelled up into a gigantic blueberry. She was then rolled to the Juicing Room to have the juice squeezed out of her, but there was a complication. That being the fact that not all the juice was removed, leaving her as a fat blue body full of juice. Now as a young woman of 19 she's still bloated beyond belief and still as competitive as ever, especially in her karate. 

She lays in her warm bed, wrapped in a cocoon of fabric as her bedside clock goes off next to her king sized bed. Moaning in tiredness, she starts to awaken like a butterfly from its metamorphic cocoon. A skinny hand breaks from its warm shell and then a fat, plump arm follows suit as the icy winter air licks the purple coloured flesh, it slamming onto the alarm clock with force, silencing it for the day.

Her warm purple eyes open as she places her hand on her violet hair, which is all ruffled up. She felt the juice inside of her arms sloshing as she moved it about over the last few seconds. She gave off a fruity yawn as she removed the covers off of her extremely plump body. The woman of twilight then rose from her resting place send looked down at her body. Her belly half as wide as she was tall. Her rump oozing out of the confinement of her frilly pink underwear. Her wrists and arms being fat and plump with juice. Finally her boobs of a size G and jiggly like water balloons.

She took a deep breath as she made her way to her wardrobe, taking out a light blue tracksuit with white lines running down the side of the soft fabric. She them put it on with some problems (one of them being that her ass was WAY too big to fit her tracksuit bottoms) but she managed to get them on, despite her enormous belly showing quite explicitly.

Her attention was then brought to the clock, ticking and tocking as time clicked away. The clock's hands pointing to the 6 and the 10, the longer of which was on the 6 meaning that it was half past 10 in the morning. Definitely not the time that Violet would like as she wasn't much of a morning person back then, even now she gets cranky if she's woken up earlier than 10.

She then slipped on a pair of pure white socks and trainers and a very large coat and then headed out the door to the glimmer of sunlight bouncing of the white snow. She then proceed to walk out the door and head to the sports centre, her juicy body jiggling and sloshing all the way there. After signing in at the registration, the purple woman headed to the locker room to get dressed into her karate outfit.

Now fully changed into her barely fitting martial art clothes, she headed to the hall until she then bumped into a friend of hers. A rather plump young man of Violet's age with messy chocolate coloured hair and some stubble underneath his chin. She had known him for about 5 years when they met on the first day of high school.

"Oh. Hey Zach." she said to him, holding her belly to stop it from wobbling from the impact of the bump.

The purple shirt wearing man smiled at his blue friend and responded, "So, how have you been? Moody as per usual?" She then answered his question with a sigh and a nod. "Aww come on Vi! Don't you remember that day when you got stuck in that door in high school!?" he said to her while grabbing her juicy thighs and jiggling them.

"Shut up!! I was gonna be late to lesson and I forgot to turn my body so that I could fit!" she shrieked as he jiggled her curvaceous thighs. He simple responded with a chuckle and a kiss to her belly. Zach wasn't really a boyfriend to Violet as he was (and is) asexual, but at the very least he did make the juice filled woman feel comfortable in uneasy situations. "Anyway I think class is starting..."

After some chatting and messing around the two then headed to the main hall for their karate practice. Violet proved to be extremely good at her punches and kicks (despite her body wobbling like a giant blob of wet Jell-O) and especially on her physical opponents as they carried real weight to them from the juice in her overly plump body. Although... One of the women looked extremely familiar, but Violet couldn't put her finger on it.

The two then encountered each other again in the changing room. The woman had slightly curly hair which was tied back into a bun, much different from Violet's bobbed purple hair. The woman was also a little pastey in her skin complexion which lead Violet to believe that they were from out of town or maybe even country as she would have a slight tan if they were here for longer.

"Uhh... Hello there..." she awkwardly spoke to the woman of roughly the same age as Violet. The woman then turned around to reveal bright blue eyes that shone to the purple girl as well as her size C breasts and her average sized thighs and hips. The woman then looked at Violet from head to toe, her swollen blue body sticking out like a sore thumb.

"Hi there... I guess..." she spoke to the bloated 19 year old with a familiar British accent. "Why are you all...?" She then remembered something, it was obvious when she placed her hand on her mouth and her eyes widened.

Violet however was still clueless, but the accent was definitely familiar. "Do I know you? You kinda look familiar..." she spoke but was then swiftly interrupted by the other lady.

"Violet Beauregarde? Don't you remember me?"

She had to think about it for a minute. British accent, slightly pale skin, slightly curled hair and bright blue eyes that knows her name even though she hadn't told her it. And then, after a few seconds of thinking back, she put the pieces together... "Veruca Salt!?" she yelled as the memory came back to her swiftly.

"OH MY GOD YOU ARE!!" the two women then yelled in sync as then two hugged each other.

"It's been 10 years since I saw you Violet!" Veruca told the jiggling adult. The Brit then placed a hand on her plump waterlogged belly and shook it about a bit so that the purple liquid sloshed inside of the ex-blueberry girl. "And I see you haven't changed much."

"Yeah... It's kinda hard to lose water weight." she responded with a blush to her face. "Anyway, what brings you here?"

"Well, I just moved here a week ago actually. A new Salt's Nuts factory is opening here and Da… I mean… Father wanted me to be the boss of it." the previously selfish girl told to the juice filled woman with a smile to her face. Violet could tell that the tour 10 years ago changed her personality. It may have not been immediate, but it definitely did change her.

An hour later the karate class finished and the two female chocolate factory tourists caught up with one another. They headed to Violet's house as the bitter winter weather was far too harsh to be having such an idle conversation without feeling like your hands gonna fall off.

At her home, the two chatted about what they have been up too after the factory tour. Violet talked about growing up being a fat blue girl, not talking much and being rather shy because she was worried that she would get picked on because of her size and colour, especially during junior high. It wasn't until she was a junior in high school that she started to grow (pun not intended) more confident. In fact, it was meeting Zach that helped her. She was still competitive as she was in the karate club all her life but it's wasn't as explicit as it was before the tour.

Veruca that began to talk about her past. After a nice hot bath, she began to not be as spoiled as she was before the tour, because of that she would throw temper tantrums every day but to no avail. She was extremely pouty and refused to go to school so her mother had to literally drag her into the school. It wasn't until secondary school that this began to change when that point she started to mature and take her life seriously. She was actually going to school without having to be dragged there like a disobedient dog and when she finally got her GCSE results she got an A in English, a B in maths, an A in science and a A* in business studies. 

After that Violet then started to talk about relationships. "So... Have you got anyone? You know... In the boyfriend department?" the blue bodied woman told the reformed Briton. 

It was at that moment that Veruca started to blush. "Actually... I... I'm not in any sort of relationship" she. admitted.

This lead Violet to blush as well. "Neither am I. Just haven't found the right man." she spoke softly. 

"What about that guy you were chatting to before I bumped into you?" Veruca then enquired. Violet simply responded with laughter and calling him weird, but in the nicest possible way.

As the two hang out more, the town started to like each other, much more than when they were at the factory together. They found common interests and they did them on a regular basis. Although when they went to the beach one time and Violet as laying on the beach, people mistook her for a rare breed of dolphin that got beached which made Veruca laugh louder than she's ever laughed in her entire life. The two eventually became best friends and would meet up with each other on a regular basis. Going to see movies, eat dinner together and other activities that REAL friends do.

One day, the two were laying down on the roof of Veruca's house on a beautiful winter night. The snow falling onto Violet's exposed purple belly and melting as soon as it impacts it.

"This is nice. Isn't it?" Veruca said to the plump purple woman.

Violet smiled and responded, "Oh. It's outstanding. Especially if I'm enjoying it with you." The two then wrapped their arms around each others shoulders as they look at the star filled sky as the white flake of ice fall on the two friends and enjoyed each other's company.

However, every now and then Veruca groped Violet's plump and juicy rump and Violet couldn't tell if it was done as a harmless joke or because Veruca fancied women with a big blue butt. But she soon answered that question as she also slapped it every now and then.