Something I quickly write in like, 10 mins. Felt like posting it. I would definitely love to do something with this setting. Anyway artwork is from Dev (https://www.furaffinity.net/user/deveddoris/) definitely recommend checking them out. I posted this image of my derg a while ago and it has the link to his page, it’s in my scraps.
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She tried her best to resist, but something in her mind just flicked. It was easy for her to ignore the sickenly sweet smell of blueberry mold. But, as she got bigger, more infected with run-away blueberry ‘virus’; it’s been harder and harder to ignore the sudden cravings.

It’s crazy to think the cat had gone this long without succumbing to these sudden cravings. They’ve always been there, even when her fur was grey and not blue, and when she could see her toes. Her torso was so bloated and wide, her skin a moot purple than glimmered in the light. She stuck her face into the sweet mold and ate like she was part hog.


The pressure in her stomach spiked as suddenly her fur rapidly darkened and grew more vibrant. It was so obvious she was infected now, probably too infected for her to ‘cure’ herself… if she had any luck finding Immunosupporters or the elusive anti-B tablets. Her stomach groaned like a pressure vat as it quickly grew. The thick, slimy mold covered her muzzle and swelling chest like freshly applied shaving cream. She moaned in tandem with her stomach’s distressed calls. Then, she was able to snap out of it.

She blinked and looked down helplessly. Her stomach was so taut. She’s been able to go long periods of times, almost a week before getting juiced—a few days for those who haven’t been stress testing themselves—this was the biggest she’s ever been, and it worried her. Her stomach was like a literally balloon, sticking out to the point her hand-paws couldn’t pass it. The infection was effecting her ass and limbs too… and now her back. She was lucky to have this certain body profile, usually the infected would sphere out… not to say that inevitably that she’ll become a sphere one day too… and soon after explode. Time will tell as she looses herself to the infection; as is evident to her vibrant dark blue color and rising urge to eat more infectious blue mold.