Vincent

Writers note: This is a retelling of Violet’s inflation from Charlie and The Chocolate Factory with a male subject. It takes some ideas from the two film adaptations and also goes more into it then they did. Before you go complaining, the characters are over 18. Criticism is welcome just keep in mind this is my first story in just over a year

Warning the following contains Male Blueberry expansion, nudity and sexual like themes
You have been warned

Vincent Beauregarde was 20, decent in height but a rather small figure, rather feminine actually.
He had Blonde Hair, Green eyes and a rather cute tush
His family was, interesting, his mother was rather competitive, something he inherited, being a sucker for chewing gum, his father was a fairly successful car salesman not that Vincent Cared.

Our story begins on a spring morning, the world was in chaos over finding the Golden tickets, the only gateway to the factory of famed chocolatier and confectionary maker Willy Wonka, and much like everyone else Vincent would love to get that chance but at the same time, he was realistic, he knew that the chance was slim of him finding a ticket or so he thought.
Our protagonist laid upon his bed, bored with nothing to do and worse, his gum had lost its flavour and it was the last of the pack.
“Damn it” said the boy
He went down stairs to see if he could find something to satisfy him for the time being, finding a few Wonka bars in the fridge, so it seemed only fine to take one.
He went back up and began to unwrap his bar only to be surprised by the golden looking thing within.
“No fucking way” he screamed
Vincent unravelled it more only for his hope to be true, he had found one of the Golden Tickets.

Our story continues in autumn, about 10:30am, Vincent had made sure to dress the best he could for the tour, he wore a Dark blue jacket, black shirt, some leather jeans and a red belt.
The other winners were there too, Augustus, some fat ass from Germany, looks like he probably ate some tickets by mistake, Verruca, Spoiled bitch from England, Charlie, Another English bloke, seemed nice but a bit of a bore and lastly Mike, some fucker who looks like a something out of Black mirror.
The crowed around the winners was big, which didn’t help but make Vincent a little nervous.
But that soon stopped when the grates suddenly began to open, they all went silent when that happened.
“I feel like I could faint right now” Vincent thought to himself.
The huge doors began to creak open, behind it stood a man in strangely coloured shoot and top hate made mostly of the colours brown and purple, it had to be the confectioner himself.
The crowd began to burst out in cheer once again as Wonka made his way to the gate, he waving to them in response.
Wonka began to shake the hands of the winners all of them introducing themselves to the living legend, Vincent was to deep in thought, chewing on his gum as he did so.
Suddenly he heard a voice and suddenly came out of his trance, it was Wonka
“Hello?” said the chocolatier “are you okay?”
Vincent blushed and smiled in embarrassment
“s, sorry, I’m Vincent, Vincent Beauregarde” said the femboy as he shacked Wonka’s hand
“Nice to meet you Mr Beauregarde” Wonka replied giving him a friendly smile.
Wonka Introduced himself to the remainder and they all made their way in.

40 minutes later
The Factory was amazing, a world of a pretentious but child like visionary, though that Elephant excuse for a German was probably dead, and he had just gone on a boat ride through hell and beyond, but Vincent being Vincent he wanted some gum.
He was in luck as they entered the inventing room, the place sealed like a government hideout.
Some of his strange orange workers opened the door and inside was machines and things that looked like something out of a sci-fi flick.
Wonka gathered everyone to one of the machines.
“Here we have one of my newest machines, a special kind of gum maker” he said optimistically
Vincent’s head popped up like a dog at its owner at the word gum
“Finally,” Vincent thought to himself “maybe I could try some”
The Purple hatted man pulled the leavers bring the machine to life as it roared like a steam train making everyone stand back, yet it suddenly came to a stop as a few strips of gum came out like a piece of paper from a printer.
“Wala” Said Wonka as he grabbed a strip and brought it over
“What makes it special?” asked Mike
“Well Lady and gents this is the first ever three course meal ever to made into a gum” Wonka replied
The group wowed at the concept of such a thing
“Woah this might just be the best gum I could ever come across” Vincent thought
He couldn’t let this chance pass him by, he needed to try this while he could.
“M, Mr Wonka, may I try it?” the femboy asked nervously
The rest of them looked at him, Verruca giving a seemingly judging look
“I’m afraid not Mr Beauregarde, this gum is still in testing” Wonka answered
Vincent looked down at the floor his face blushing
“ah, I, I see” he tried to say a little shy from asking
Wonka moved the group to another contraption of his, the gum lover just behind them when he noticed that Wonka forgot to take the other strips away
“I need to try this shit, at best it’s missing a few flavours, just take a piece and chew it slowly” he thought to himself
He grabbed a strip and began chewing then making his way to the rest of the group.
“I don’t see what the big deal is h“. His thoughts stopped as he suddenly tasted tomato soup, as if it was freshly made.
“Mmmm” he mumbled at the taste trying to keep as quiet as he could.
Wonka continued to talk as the femboy became lost in the gum.
“wait what’s happening?” the red belted boy thought as the flavours began to change to roast beef.
Bit of saliva dripped down his mouth with an oddly blue tint to it, not that Vincent even noticed.
“man, this is great I wonder what’s next?” he thought to himself
Suddenly he mumbled loudly as he tastes the third and final course
“blueberry pie, it tastes so real” he once again thought to himself
“Mr Beauregarde?” Suddenly said the confectioner
Vincent opened his eyes to see the group all looking at him confused
“w, w what’s wrong?” Said the young man blushing
Wonka looked at the guilty femboy and asked “Did you take some of that gum?”
The Lad tried to say something but only stuttered on his words
“Mr Beauregarde, did you take any of th-“ The Factory Owner stopped and stared at his face for about three seconds before walking way “Never mind I know the answer”
“w, what?” Said the young Beauregarde confused by what Wonka meant
“what’s happening to his face?” said Verruca looking almost scared
Vincent began blushing again before asking “w, what do you mean”?
He looked down at his hand to see blue marks on them and coving more of his skin by the second
“I, I, is this an allergy or something?” he asked Wonka
The confectioner answered with “I told you it was not finished this is just the first flaw”
He looked at the expressions of his fellow members. Verruca looks like she was going to either scream or laugh. Charlie Looked embarrassed for the man but Mike just looked engrossed in the strange events occurring in front of him as if he was hypnotised by it.
“What else is going to happen?” he said
“I’m afraid you’ll wind out soon enough” The Man child answered
A gurgling noise could be heard coming from Vincent’s stomach ass it began to stretch outwards.
“I f, feel funny” He said feeling his belly”
it continued to grow, causing his shirt to slowly rise upwards, but this soon stopped as he felt his pants look tight
“holy shit” shouted Mike, Entertained by the events
Vincent turned around to see his ass ballooning outwards in his jeans which began rip
“someone help me please” he shouted his face blushing purple embarrassed by this ridiculous event
“No way this cool” shouted Mike
“nothing can be done yet my boy” answered Wonka
The jeans began to become tighter and tighter as he felt his thighs begin to bloat and rub into each other, the blue boy was almost hypnotised by this growing ass and hips as it ripped into his jeans and exposed his pink underwear.
“I’m getting so fat” he was screaming inside his head
Suddenly he looked back to his front upon feeling something, it was Mike poking his belly.
“man, you feel so fucking strange” the tech addict mentioned
“Stop don’t do that” Shouted the bloating boy
Vincent’s belt became feel tight, but that became nothing to him as he felt something else growing.
“oh god no” he thought
His dick had become erect and began to bloat, as did his balls, he tried to move mike away but it was no use in this state.
“please don’t let him see” he begged inside his mind
Mike continued to poke the boy before suddenly getting too close to his lower half then Vincent felt comfortable with, he begged that Mike won’t see it when suddenly, WHACK
“Oh my” said Wonka
The belt had popped off hitting Mike in the face and sending him back at least five feet.
“S, s, sorry” said Vincent
Mike got back up and looked at the belt
“Nice a souvenir” he smiled
Beauregarde’s body was now becoming bigger by the minute, his jeans began to rip to shreds, his belly was mostly on full display, a nice set of man tits growing above them, his shirt began to rip as did his jacket, his genitals swelled to the size of grapefruits as for his hips and ass, let’s just say Nicki Minaj and Kim K would be jealous.
“He’s blowing up like a balloon” said Charlie Horrified by this event as if it was a Lovecraftian phenomenon.
“Like a Blueberry Mr Bucket” replied Wonka “that isn’t air inside him it’s blueberry juice”
“So, he’s becoming a giant blueberry?” asked Verruca
“indeed” the chocolatier answered
With that Vincent felt like crying as he began to feel helpless
“But I don’t want to be a fat blueberry” he shouted
Wonka just looked at him with a smile and said “well you should have listened to what I said”
Vincent was about to cry when suddenly his jeans ripped apart, exposing his pink boxers, though they looked more like tight panties at this point
“Dude you are packing” Mentioned Mike as he stared at his crotch area
“please don’t look at that” the blueberry screamed
That would be the least of his problem as he felt his back begin to round out and his legs began to sink into his juice filled form.
“he’s nearly right enough” said Wonka
Vincent tired to push his shirt down but his arms had begun to meet the fate of his legs, not that it mattered since his shirt ripped apart not long after
“I think he’s leaking” mentioned Mike to the group
He was indeed right, Vincent was leaking from is nipples, belly button and his cock, something that his boxers could not hide.
“We could take him to a county fair and be famous, imagine it, Vincent the world’s biggest blueberry” Suggested Verruca
Vincent felt his legs and arms finally sink into his body, leaving his feet and hands out and his jacket fell to the ground
“Please just make it stop” Cried the bloating lad as he felt juice rising within him
Mike poked him more, Vincent tried to stop him but his mouth filled with juice making the femboy unable to speak
“I might as well finish this off” said The Purple hatted man
Wonka walked over with his cane and forced of Vincent’s boxers exposing his monster balls and juice dripping cock for everyone to see, making the boy’s face go completely purple in embarrassment.
“God definitely blessed you my dude” said Mike, who couldn’t help but blush
“Well I say he’s ready” announced Wonka
“ready for what?” asked Charlie, Looking at the mostly spherical boy
“for the juicing room of course” answered the man child
Vincent just looked at them as much as he could wondering what he means by juicing room
“The hell is the juicing room?” Salt asked
“it’s a room I made those who tried the gum and ended up like our friend here, hopefully get him there before he explodes” the candy god answered
The Blueberry screamed in his head at the information “I don’t want to die a huge blueberry”
Verruca ran for cover at the news
“Don’t worry, he wouldn’t pop just yet” says Wonka
Suddenly at least 25 Oompa Loompas appeared
“take Mr Beauregarde to the juicing room as soon as possible” ordered Willy to one of them
They all gathered around him before suddenly pushing him on his side, the juice could be heard slashing around, they began rolling him towards a huge door.
“see you later” Wonka said to him as he waved goodbye
Soon their voices were gone, and all that could be heard from Vincent’s perspective was splashing noises and footsteps when suddenly he felt his head begin to slightly sink into her body.
“No no more, I just wanted to try some gum” scream Vincent in his thoughts
The Oompa Loompas seemed unfazed by this, they had seen their brethren in similar situations before.

A few minutes later they finally reached the juicing room, it was large with a huge place to put blueberries in with tubes at the bottom to stop overflowing and a control room at the side.
The Oompa Loompa’s placed him in what looked to be quarter with a hole at the bottom, above it a strange slab of metal, it all began to come clear to Vincent, they were going to squeeze the juice out of him.
“Are they mad? That will kill me” he thought to himself
Suddenly he noticed an Oompa Loompa at the side of him, his eyes just being able to see him, he was completely blue, with the exception of his hair, all he did was laugh before saying “I remember my first time here” before walking off.
This made Vincent a little more optimistic towards the situation, the Oompa Loompa has blue skin but he looked as skinny as the rest, maybe he could survive this.
Soon the machine came to life, the suction tubes being heard from the hole beneath him, suddenly the slab of metal made its way down, Vincent looked in fear, the thought of it falling on him and squishing him enough to make him explode very clear in his mind.
“Please tell me they know what they are doing” he begged to himself
The slab made contact with him, he felt like shivering at the cold metal, it began to force presser down on the young Beauregarde making him spit up a lot of juice
“Thank God I can speak again” said the blueberry, breathing heavily
He saw the slab coming down a second time, this time it felt like it was pushing harder on him he felt his nipples begin to tingle as more and more juice was being forced out and squirting everywhere, Vincent couldn’t help but bite his lip at the feeling.
“D, did I just get turned on by that?” the helpless ball asked himself
His Member answered this for him as it became erect to at least the size of a car, the feeling made the femboy bite down harder on his lip to try and stop himself from moaning, blushing wildly as he remembered the little orange men were looking at him
“Please be done soon” he begged
The slab was returning his way, he bit down on his lip hard enough to make it bleed, though at this point it was juice, he felt the slab force even more pressure on him, suddenly his cock began to ejaculate gallons of blueberry juice, He couldn’t help but moan is pure bliss at the feeling as it sprayed out of him like a fire hose, the slab ascended again but Vincent’s joy stick twitched still coming all over the place
“Wow this, this is amazing” he thought to himself
His mind was fighting itself, one part was embarrassed that he be turned on by such a thing, the other part loved it and wanted more.
“what would Mum and Dad think about this?” he asked himself
Suddenly he was caught by surprise as the slab forced down him, his nips and dick once again squirting juice, but it felt to much for him, he was stuck between pain and pleasure, unable to stop himself from moaning, his skin felt like it was going to rip apart at the sides.
“St, stop it’s too much I’m going to explode” he was able to scream
A few seconds latter it moved back up again before suddenly at least 30 Oompa Loompas surrounded him and began to roll him on his belly.
“W, what are you doing?” the Blue boy asked to no answer
Vincent’s body was at least half way back to normal, his arms and legs had begun to return anyway.
The floor was cold on his front, then he noticed that there was a hole in right where his belly button was.
“Please don’t pop me” he begged
The slab hit him from behind forcing down about as much as last time, his belly button began to force out gallons upon gallons of juices as did the other places, the berry boy moaning again.
Soon after the boy was nearly finished, green haired army rolling him out of the juicer much to his confusion
“b, but I’m not done yet” he told them, none of them answering.
They placed him in a sort of chair, the blue fatty looked at them confused before seeing some coming over with tubes.
“What are you doing with them?” he asked blushing
They then placed them on his man tits, belly button and around his cock.
“this is so wrong but why does it feel right?” he asked himself
Suddenly the machine to tubes were attached to came to life, his body going thorough was felt like multiple orgasms as the juices were forced out of him, his moans became ridiculously loud before suddenly he reached his peak ejaculation, the force of the juice made the tube blast off him, a minute later after his ejaculation calmed, he fell out of consciousness.

A few hours later Vincent began to wake up, he could feel something touching him, he opened his eyes to see an oddly stretched out Mike poking his belly.
“stop that” he shouted
He looked up at himself, blushing furiously, his skin was still blue, he was in a black shit back barely fit over his now beach ball sized belly, he then turned back to see yoga pants now trying to cover his ass which looked like they had a beach ball in each cheek and while he couldn’t see his crotch area, it still seemed rather swollen
“w, why am still a fucking fatty?” he asked
“Well there’s a simple answer really” said Wonka standing at the wall “some of the juice seems to have become stuck within you, like fat and unfortunately no one has to science yet to fix it”
Vincent felt like crying at this news
“S, so I’m just a freak for the rest of my life?” he asked the chocolatier
“Well freak is a harsh word, I would say unique and I’m unsure how long you will be like this, the Oompa Loompas who tired it were luckier I guess” the man child answered.
Vincent looked at his body once again before sighing in defeat
“By the way I have this for you” Wonka said, passing him an envelope
“what’s this?” the blueberry asked
“well it’s a bit of information about what to do if you feel yourself growing again” answered the confectioner, blushing
Vincent looked at him in shock “You mean I will blow up again?”
“maybe, but we are not certain” Willy answered
“I see” The Boy sighed, his belly and ass jiggling as he walked over to the windows
“I don’t see what your problem is, you’re not a stretched-up mess” Said Mike
The Young Beauregarde just looked at him curious
“Don’t ask” Said Mike before Vincent could say anything
Sometime later Vincent’s Mother, Scarlet had come to pick him up, being to embarrassed to get a cab, her face in shock at the blueberry she now had for a son, Vincent said nothing as he got in the car, only for Scarlet to storm into the factory asking for Wonka
“oh shit” The Berry said to himself upon seeing this
He waited in the car for her, checking his phone, which was salvaged from his torn clothes, he gasped as he saw photos of his belly and ass all over Facebook, old friends tagging him in them, all of them coming from one source, Mike Teevee
“That son of a bitch” he whimpered
Not long after Scarlet returned to car, she said nothing just looking at her son through the windscreen mirror from time to time on the way home.
An Hour later then got home Vincent’s father, Sam waiting there, obviously shocked but also wanting to comfort his son, but Vincent just went to his bedroom where he just took his clothes off and stared at himself in the mirror for hours, he occasionally heard his parents talking, things like, clothes and futures and something about county fair, but after a while Vincent chose to the got to bed, he thought about everything as he tried to fall asleep, despite the situation he tried to stay optimistic and look for hope in the future.
“I could get used to this” he said with a smile
And that is the tale the of Vincent Beauregarde, the world’s biggest blueberry
THE END