"M-mother! W-what's gonna happen to us now? I-i need more..." Violet whined, flapping her hands about as she tottered on her back. Despite Scarlett having stolen her gum, Violet's jaws continued to lightly grind away.
"I'm not sure sweetie, but let's enjoy this while it lasts~" Scarlett groaned, soaking in the bliss of her afterglow. Her own jaws were still mashing away, the once rushing gushes of juice having settled into far smaller blasts to keep her bountifully full. And for a while, that's how it remained: Violet wobbling about on her back while Scarlett slowly continued to grow and chew, occasionally blowing a quick bubble or two. As it was, a familiar figure came to stroll down the tubular hallways to check in with his berried guest before stumbling not only on a slightly larger version of her, but a much larger, far more pronounced berry beside her.
"O-oh my...this is...well then. This simply won't do at all."
"Mr. Wonka? Is that you?" Violet mumbled, struggling to see past her expanded stomach looming over her.
"Indeed Ms Beauregarde. And it appears your Mother has fallen to the whims of the gum," he replied, rubbing the back of his neck in confusion.
"Oh Mr. Wonka! This gum is fabulous!" Scarlett sighed contently, snapping a quick bubble.
"C-color me surprised...in any case, the Juicing Room seems to be beyond the both of you. But, I do have something else in mind," Wonka explained before making several strange noises and gestures, waving his arms about with garish abandon. In short order, a band of Loompahs was by his side. "Alright boys, it seems the Beauregardes could use something more than just juicing. Could you please escort them to..."
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