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Superhero Factory Tour - deviantart

Prologue

Pleased to meet you! My name is Walter Walker and I’m the CEO of DoubleDub Industries, the largest food production and food processing corporation in America. Over the years my company has had astounding success with nutritional innovations and grown into a multi-billion dollar global food juggernaut. In recognition of my success I believe it’s important to periodically give back to society, so I decided to organize a special private tour of my primary production factory! But I had very special guests in mind. I have always loved superheroes. They provide inspiration to common people everywhere, and help keep our country safe and stable. Nothing has made me more excited than seeing these superhumans vanquish threats to our way of life, and my bottom line, so I decided to invite America's most famous superheroes for a private tour of my factory! I sent out invitations over the news, and only minutes later I got word that five heroes had accepted. Clearly even these superhumans know what a big deal my company is! The heroes coming on my private factory tour were to be Superman, The Flash, Green Lantern, Nightwing and Batman. The date was set. I was so excited! Not only was I going to get to meet my heroes, but it would be the most spectacular publicity for my company! I was determined that everything should go perfectly, this was a once in a lifetime event. I had every inch of the factory cleaned and polished to perfection, and all of the nation's press assembled outside the gates.

Arrival

The morning of the superhero tour finally came, and I was so excited I could barely control myself! I stood outside the gates of my factory while thousands of fans and hundreds of reporters thronged the plaza outside my front gates. I had worn a slim fitting lavender suit that showed off my fit body, and had my blonde hair coiffed and set perfectly in place. Everything for today had to be perfect. Then suddenly, the air cracked like thunder, and they arrived. In the blank of an eye the five superheroes had landed outside my front gate. They turned out to the crowd and waved, shaking a few hands and taking a few selfies with their fans, then they turned and looked at me. "Gentleman!" I smiled, "shall we begin the tour?!" And with that I led the five superhumans into my factory. As soon as we were past the gate and it closed, I stopped and faced my guests. I had never been this close to a superhero and they were incredibly majestic in person, almost intimidating. "This is such an honor to have you all here!" I said, "now that we are away from prying eyes and cameras, shall we introduce ourselves? I'm Walter, I started this company 27 years ago, and have overseen its growth from a small cannery into the most innovative food distributor in the world, and I cannot wait to show it off for you!" Superman then stepped forward with a friendly grin on his handsome square face, "Very happy to meet you Walter, obviously you know who I am, but since we are among friends here, you can call me Clark." He reached out and shook my hand, and I almost went weak in the knees. Clark stood at least 6'-5" and had shoulders so wide it was hard to imagine him fitting through a normal door. His sky blue spandex suit was shrink-wrapped onto his impressively muscular body, and highlighted every bulge and crevice from his round meaty pecs to his veiny biceps, soccer ball deltoids, and cobblestone abs. I hadn’t realized that up close he really did have a bodybuilder’s physique, with a muscly neck that was wider than his head. The Superman insignia on his chest was pushed out and slightly distorted by his massive pectoral muscles, and thick firm nipples the size of thimbles pointed straight down under his engorged chesticles. His thick thighs seemed as wide as tree trunks and were criss-crossed by prominent bulging veins. He wore stretchy red briefs over his blue suit, and they did nothing to hide the heavy bulge at his crotch. It almost looked as if there was a coke can straining the red spandex, with two apple-sized nuts shoved underneath it. Apparently he’s just used to flying around with his huge Kryptonian manhood on display. Behind him, the red spandex briefs were buried in the crack of his meaty ass, and each cheek seemed as round and firm as a basketball. I glanced up into his eyes again, and he had the most beautiful and friendly blue eyes. It was almost disconcerting to think that those eyes could fire deadly lasers at any moment. Clark must have noticed the awkwardly long pause I took admiring his body while we shook hands, and he chuckled, "Don't worry man, I don't bite. You have to meet the rest of the crew!" "Of course! Where are my manners?! Gentlemen!" I then shook hands with Nightwing, who was wearing a skin-tight black suit with a blue eagle stretched across his shoulders. His toned and muscular body was partially obscured by slim body armor, which I suppose was necessary since he was the only two men here without actual superpowers. Still, I noticed that he was as nimble as a panther and clearly possessed impressive reflexes. He stood slightly shorter than my 6’ height. “Great to meet you!” Nightwing smiled, “and you seem like a trustworthy guy, being an important CEO and all, so call me Dick!” The Flash was next. He was just my height and unsurprisingly had a lithe runner’s build. The material of his red suit was especially thin and almost had a shiny metallic luster to it. I could almost feel static electricity crackling around him as we shook hands.

"Well since we are all so trustworthy here, feel free to call me Barry," the speedster said. I then approached Batman, who seemed incapable of smiling, nevertheless he shook my hand, saying in a hoarse whisper, "Call me Bruce for today, but if you ever leak my name I'll slice you scalp to scrotum." I tried not to chuckle at the threat, clearly Bruce takes himself extremely seriously. He was a few inches taller than me, and although he was clearly very well-built he was wearing so much body armor that it was practically impossible to see his physique. "Finally!" Green Lantern said with a big grin as I turned to introduce myself to him. "I've been looking forward to this for a while! Feel free to call me Hal. Now let's get this show on the road!" Hal seemed to have a glowing green aura surrounding his entire body, which was particularly strong where the famous ring was mounted on his finger. I actually noticed he was levitating about an inch off the ground. He was slightly taller than me, and very muscular, but not nearly as tall or bulky as Superman. He was wearing a green bodysuit over black full body spandex, and the Green Lantern insignia over his impressive pecs glowed especially bright. At the crotch of his green bodysuit I couldn't help but notice the hefty bulge straining the stretchy fabric. The green spandex was so tight I could clearly see the head of his meaty cock. Hal noticed my eyes lingering on his bulge and when I looked up at his face he winked at me. "All right then!" I said, "if that's enough of an introduction for everyone, let's begin the tour!” I then lead Clark, Dick, Barry, Bruce, and Hal through the secondary gate and into the heart of my factory.

Nutrition

First and foremost, I wanted to show the superheroes how charitable my company is by taking them to the room where we produce nutritional assistance bars. "Follow me in here guys!" I said, bringing them into a room where my special ultra-high calorie nutrition formula was being shaped and packaged into small 2in bars. "Those don't look particularly appetizing," Nightwing said, picking up one of the small brownish-gray bars. "The flavor isn't the point!" I said, “these are DoubleDub’s specially formulated emergency supplemental nutrition bars. We distribute them to third world countries and disaster zones when there is a risk of starvation and no way to ship in food to people who would otherwise starve. Each one of these little bars contains a full week's worth of calories, and just a couple of them can keep a full grown adult alive for months. As we improve our distribution network, we really believe that these bars can make starvation a thing of the past!" "That's truly remarkable," Clark said, patting me lightly on the back, "kudos to you for using your company's resources to produce a product that can help so many of the poorest and most vulnerable people on earth." "Yes truly," Dick said, "I had no idea that you guys were innovating so much to help po- BARRY?! What are you doing?!" The five of us turned quickly to see that The Flash was popping three of the small bars into his mouth at the same time, and from the 12 wrappers at his feet it was clear that these were not the first ones he had eaten. "Sir! You can't just consume that many of these! This is a highly compressed intensely calorie dense formula!" "Oh what's the big deal," Barry scoffed between chews, "not only do I have the fastest metabolism of any man on Earth, but I didn't have breakfast today, and I can't spend this entire tour with my stomach rumbling." "But each one of those is over a week's worth of calories!" I protested, "and they're not designed to be consumed in multiples! When that many are ingested together it could cause a critical mass and a rapid release of all the compressed calories!" "Oh I'm sure he'll be fine," Hal said nonchalantly, "I've seen this fool eat an entire restaurant's worth of food and burn through it with 10 minutes of running. We don't need to worr-“ Suddenly a massive rumble emanated from Barry’s stomach. "Ugh guys, maybe you're right, I'm starting to get a massive stomach ache" the speedster said, rubbing his hands over his abdomen. "My gut feels so heavy all of a sudden." "Oh no," I said, "this isn't going to be pretty." "Oh my god, Barry! Is he getting fatter?!" Clark said frantically. Sure enough, a slight punch was quickly developing at Barry's belly. His toned abdominals had disappeared, and a new softness was forming all around his body. "I'm afraid so, I was afraid this could happen," I said with resignation in my voice, "that many nutrition bars ingested simultaneously is causing an exponential release of calories directly into his body." "Ooooh, I don't feel so good," Barry moaned. By now, thick rolls of fat were forming all around his torso, his firm pectorals bloated out into heavy man tits, and his striated thighs thickened up into flabby tree trunks. His ass expanded like two huge overfilled water balloons, pulling the straining red fabric of his suit deep into its crack. "Help him! Do something!" Nightwing yelled. "I'm afraid there's nothing I can do," I sighed. "Had we realized a few moments earlier, we could possibly have gotten him to vomit up the nutrition bars before they released their calories, but once a critical mass release like this has begun there is no way to stop it."

"Fuuuuck I'm getting so fat!" Barry moaned. By now he was as big as a champion sumo wrestler, with a thick flabby gut that was already hanging down below his yellow belt. Any muscular definition he had was gone, replaced by smooth bulges of fat and flab. The formerly sharp jawline of his face was obscured by a thickening double chin, and his fingers were plumping out into bloated sausages. Suddenly the expanding hero fell on his heavy sagging ass, making his entire body wobble and bounce. "Guys please!" Barry begged, tears beginning to glisten in his eyes, "I can't be a superhero if I weigh a thousand pounds!" "Well I'm sure eventually you'll be able to burn some of this weight off!" I said cheerfully, "it should only take you a few years! That is, if you're ever actually able to walk again." "Uuuunh!" Barry moaned, his head leaning back to rest on the billowing fat of his back and former neck. Fat continued to pile onto his body, forming roll after roll of wobbly flab. It was clear that he was starting to become immobile, as it was beginning to be difficult for him to shift his legs or flail with his arms. "What a fat fucking idiot," I heard Batman mutter. "Okay!" Nightwing said optimistically, "I think his growth is slowing down!" It did indeed seem that The Flash's fattening was nearing its end. A few more gurgles and rumbles and he stopped growing. He was remarkable, a true beached whale of a man. I was very impressed that his red suit had not torn away from his fattened body. "How much do you think he weighs now?" Hal asked. "Hmmm," I punched a few figures into my calculator estimating Barry's initial height and weight, "my estimate would be between 1400 and 1600 pounds." "Dear God," Superman said, "he's swollen up to be almost a ton of fat! How are we going to move him? He can't walk, and even I can't pick him up with all his liquidy fat folds bouncing and flopping everywhere!" "Moving him is going to be a challenge indeed," I said, "but I might just have an idea. I pushed a button on my pager to summon two of my workers, and in less than a minute they burst through the door of the nutrition bar room. My workers were wearing my standard factory-issue uniform, a skin-tight full-body gray rubber suit, which covered their heads and obscured their faces. A small opening at their mouths and nostrils was the only skin visible. Black reflective goggles covered their eyes, and they sported black rubber boots and gloves. I only hired fit muscular men to work in my factory, so both of them were over 6 ft tall and around 250 pounds of muscle. The majority of my workers were jocks who had failed out of College and needed a job when being a pro athlete didn’t pan out. I had directed the workers to bring the whipped cream machine with them, and the two muscular workers rolled the massive contraption through the door towards the now massively obese Flash. "Wha- what are you go- gonna do to me?" The fattened Flash muttered, trying in vain to shift his enormous body. His enormous flabby folds sort of looked like melting ice cream, wrapped in red spandex. "Well Barry, we need to move you somehow, and there's no way we can move you when you're a mountain of floppy flab, so this machine will help us temporarily tighten you up!" "Wha- But I - mmmmph mmmph!" My workers popped the hose of the whipped cream machine into Barry's fat mouth. "I sure hope you know what you're doing," Clark said nervously. "I'm sure this will work! Guys, turn on the whipped cream machine! Maximum output!" Immediately the machine hummed to life, and a steady stream of fluffy whipped cream began to flow down the tube into Barry's mouth. His eyes went wide with panic as the frothy whipped cream began to fill him, but it was clear he loved the taste. The effect of the whipped cream flowing into him was quickly apparent. His loose flabby folds began to expand and fluff up, and the rolls of his abdomen became rounder. "He's swelling up like a balloon!" Hal exclaimed. "Oh good, make the fat ass even bigger," Batman rolled his eyes.

"I think it's working!" I said expectantly. By now Barry's fat mountain of a body was beginning to puff up all over. He looked less like two tons of fat and more like an inflating parade balloon. His arms and legs swelled out into bloated cones while his torso became rounder and more spherical. He was rising up from his bloated ass as his skin tightened up all over. "Mmmmmmhh!!! Pwwsssshhh!" Barry protested through the whipped cream hose. "Now that's something I never thought I'd see," Clark muttered. I looked over at Superman and I could see he was shifting uncomfortably, the reason was very clear. Watching the fattened Barry get inflated with whipped cream was making Clark horny, and his meaty cock was thickening up and straining his red spandex briefs. Already his plump dick looked at least 10 inches long, and was clearly nowhere near fully hard. Nightwing walked over and rubbed his hand across the tight red fabric of Barry's expanding side. By now the speedster's entire body was rounding out into a great big sphere, pulling his arms and legs into the tight ball that he had become. As his feet finally left the ground and he rested on his distended taint, I had my workers stop the flow of whipped cream. One of my workers then gave the big red ball a shove, and he rolled easily towards the superheroes on the other side of the room. Batman and Green Lantern caught the rolling red ball, and pushed him back towards me and Nightwing. "Perfect!" I said, "now he's tight and round and we can easily roll him through the factory!" "But he's a helpless 2000 pound ball!" Dick protested, "isn't there a way you can fix him?!""Well, the whipped cream that's puffing him up should lose its gas and deflate back into regular heavy cream in a couple weeks. After that, it's just a question of him losing all the weight! I'm sure you can all help him get fit again, although be warned, the expansion of his stomach will mean he will have an insatiable appetite from now on." "Ooooffff I'm so biiiiig," Barry moaned as Dick rolled him out of the nutrition bar room. "Well that was unexpected," Clark said, trying to get his erection to go down, "where to next?" "The bubblegum room of course!" I said excitedly, "let's go gentleman!" And with that the superheroes and I walked (and rolled) to our next stop.

Bubblegum

After about 10 minutes of walking down a stainless steel corridor we arrived at the bubblegum room. The superheroes filed in, and one of my workers helped roll Barry through the double doors. "So this is where DoubleDub gum gets made," Hal said looking around at all the machinery, "you know I'm actually a big fan of your product, when I was in the Air Force I would chew your gum almost everyday. No other gum could blow bubbles as big!" "I'm so glad to hear that you're a loyal customer!" I said grinning, "Especially one serving his country!" I patted Hal on his muscular butt. "So how does all of this work?" Batman asked, looking at the complex machinery pulling and stretching my bright pink bubble gum. Clearly Bruce likes learning about technical components. "Well it's very simple! I use a highly potent natural gum extract to create a bubblegum base. You can see it in the big bubbling vat of pink liquid in the center of the room." The Superheroes gathered around the big steel vat which was about 10 ft across. "I let the gum extract mature in the tank for a few hours to develop its special bubblegum flavor. Then I pump out the extract and mix it with any kind of organic solids, typically I just use flour. I then mix one part bubblegum base with 20 parts of organic solids. The bubblegum base will actually convert the organic solids into bubble gum, while the potency of the base is reduced to safe levels. From there, my machines pull and stretch the gum to get the right texture, and then it is packaged up and sent to market!" "That's actually remarkable," Bruce said, "so the bubblegum base in this vat is so potent that it's only one twentieth of the final bubblegum product?!" "Yes!" I said excitedly, "because the rest of the final product is just cheap organic solids that have been converted into bubble gum, we have created an extremely cost-effective product!" "That's pretty nifty," Dick said, backing away from the tank, "too bad I was never good at organic chemistry in school." "Gum is a pretty bad habit," Clark said, walking over to check on Barry's spherical body, "it's rude and causes all sorts of gunk and litter in our cities." "I wouldn't say that!" Hal chirped, leaning over the vat of bubble gum base. "It really helped me focus in the Air Force while I was flying the old-fashioned way!" He was leaning out and looking intently at the bubbling pink goo. "And this just smells so good!" Suddenly, with lightning speed, Green Lantern dipped his hand into the vat of pink bubble gum base. He pulled his arm out and looked at the thick pink liquid covering his glove. "Let's see how potent this pure stuff really is!" "No! Don't! Shit!!!" I yelled as Hal began rapidly licking the pink goo off his hand. "What's the issue?" Hal laughed, chomping excitedly on the big wad in his mouth, "it's just gum!" "Didn't you listen?! That isn't gum that's ready for market, that's the highly volatile bubblegum base! It's specifically formulated to convert organic matter into gum! And superpower ring or not, your body is still organic matter!" "Wha- but I-" Hal stammered between chews. "Oh this can't be good," Nightwing said, "is he turning p-?" "Yes," I replied, "I'm afraid he is already turning pink. I've had far too many accidents with my workers in the bubblegum room, and that's the main reason they're mandated to wear those rubber suits." "Hal! Quit chewing!" Clark yelled, zipping over to his chomping buddy. By now the color change was unmistakable. First, Hal's face began to turn bright pink, and then the color spread across his body. The glowing aura that surrounded him had shifted from green to Pink. The insignia on his chest was now pink, his tight green bodysuit turned pink, and even his magic ring now glowed a neon fuchsia. "I can't stop," Hal said, intensely chewing the gum in his mouth, "it's just so incredibly good! God I love bubblegum!"

Superman tried to reach to take the wad out of Hal's mouth, but the glowing pink Lantern swatted his arm away. "Hal you idiot! Your body TURNING INTO bubblegum!" But the pink hero was unconcerned with Supes' warning. Then the hissing began. "Oh no," Clark muttered, "what now?" The hissing noise was getting louder and emanating from Hal's stomach. It sounded like the valve of an air tank had been left open. "I'm afraid I've seen this process with some of my unfortunate workers before," I said, "there's no stopping it. You may want to back up, Clark." Suddenly, Hal's belly surged forward like a balloon being rapidly inflated with a powerful pump. "What's happening to meeeeee!" The pink Green Lantern yelled as the swelling spread to his chest, puffing up his pecs like plump pillows. Within seconds, every part of his body was rapidly distending and filling with air "Holy fuck he's blowing up too!" Dick exclaimed! "Help me guys!!!" Green Lantern begged, flailing his expanding limbs. Hal's arms and legs had now puffed up into distended cones, and were being forced into an X position by his inflating body. His torso was getting wider by the second, forcing his bloated limbs higher and higher. Even his face was puffing up into big swollen chipmunk cheeks. "I'm afraid he should have listened, his entire body has now been converted into bubble gum, and bubblegum is designed to make big fun bubbles." I said. "But what's going to happen to him?!" Nightwing asked, "he looks like he could pop at any second!" "Oh I'm sure he'll be fine, he can get way bigger," I replied, "granted, a few of my workers have exploded after being accidentally contaminated with the bubblegum base, but I'm sure Hal's superpowers will prevent him from bursting." "Let's hope," Superman said, "he's looking awfully full already." "Guyyyyssss! Help me pleeeeeaaase!" Hal begged. He was struggling to raise his voice over the loud noise of the hissing air forcing its way into his body. By now his waistline had to be over 100 inches around, and he was beginning to lose all freedom of movement. His torso was becoming more spherical by the second, and was pushing up into his head and preventing him from turning it. The palm of his hands had swollen into round balls the size of cantaloupes, and his fingers looked like puffed up sausages. His pink bodysuit was struggling to contain his rapidly expanding abdomen, and we could all clearly see that his cock and balls were being massively puffed up with air as well. The head of his pink cock was severely straining the spandex, and looked to be as wide as a ripe watermelon. His ballooning nuts were equally impressive and were easily the size of soccer balls. "Damn, I always knew Hal had a big package but that's ridiculous!" Nightwing said. "If he explodes you're going to be in such deep shit it's not even funny," Batman hissed in my ear. "Well… I assume he won't pop." I said, suddenly a bit nervous. Hal had now rounded out into a smooth pink ball, wrapped in tight straining spandex. His puffed-up limbs were being absorbed into his spherical body and the pressure in him was clearly so intense he couldn't move at all. He then rolled onto the distended curve of his back, so we could see the spandex forcing itself between his expanding ass cheeks, as well as his massively inflated cock and balls sticking out from his round body. "Mmmmhpppph huuulllpp mmmeeehh!" The ballooning bubblegum superhero whimpered. His tight pink skin had begun to creak as the pressure and him continued to increase. Then suddenly the huge ball of a man lifted off the ground. "Grab him!" Nightwing yelled. Faster than a speeding bullet, Superman darted across the room and grabbed Hal's boot as he began to float like a balloon. "Remarkable!" I said, "his superpowers have actually caused the air in his body to transform into helium!" "Guess he's a proper balloon now," Nightwing said, looking up at the spectacle of Clark holding down the massively inflated pink balloon man.

By now, the creaking of Hal's skin was almost deafening, he sounded like an over inflated balloon right before it burst. He had swollen way beyond his normal height, and was now passing at least 8' wide. Clark was looking increasingly concerned. "Tell me," Superman asked, "how many of your workers who were contaminated with this stuff ended up exploding?" "Ummm, well…" I stammered, "frankly they all did, bu-" "All of them?!" Clark said, suddenly panicked, "so you're telling me that anyone who's so much as touched this stuff has blown up and popped like a gooey gum bubble?!" "I'm afraid that's true. I always tried to save them, but they just expand so fast with this gum formula. Most of my workers who fell victim to it were moaning in pleasure by the time they finally exploded." "Well we can't let Hal burst like a sticky bubble. With that, Superman suddenly flew up on top of Hal's expanding body, and straddled the ballooning pink man. Clark very gently tore a hole in the straining spandex around Hal's massively inflated junk. Immediately the Lantern’s bright pink cock and balls bounced out for all of us to see. His swollen cock had expanded bigger than Superman's muscled torso, and his nuts looked like overfilled yoga balls. "Pweeeeeeasshhe Cwwaark! Sshhhave meeeeh!" Hal moaned, "I dooonnnn waaannnnaa bbuuurrsssshhhht!" "And you're not gonna," Clark said defiantly. With that Superman wrapped his arms around Hal's inflated pink cock, and pushed his hefty super bulge into the ballooning pink shaft. Clark rubbed his body up and down Hal's cock, squeezing and grinding his firm pecs and rippling washboard abs against Hal's gigantically inflated manhood. The huge pink bubblegum balloon began to shake and vibrate as Clark jerked him off harder and harder. Even as Superman put all his energy into stimulating the enormous cock, the former Lantern was ballooning past 12 ft wide. The hissing and creaking of Hal's body was deafening until suddenly… "Uunnnnnhhhhhhfffffuuuuuck!" An enormous blast of gas shot out of Hal's massive dick, blowing both him and Superman across the room, and bouncing them off the far wall. As he shook with his orgasm, Hal deflated down from 10 ft wide, to 9 ft, to 8 ft, and finally stopped cumming around 7 ft wide. The hissing and the creaking noises coming from the enormous pink bubblegum balloon finally stopped. Clark was breathing heavily, and he staggered back onto the ground. It was clear he had just blown a massive load into his suit, and the thick super cum was leaking through the fabric of his red spandex briefs, dripping onto the ground in sticky white drops. Hal was floating in place a few feet off the ground, like a balloon that had let out some of its helium but not enough to completely lose its buoyancy. We could hear the inflated Lantern breathing heavily, but he wasn't trying to say anything. No doubt relieved he hadn't exploded, and trying to catch his breath after his massive orgasm. "Well that was a disaster," Batman said, "you're going to have a lot of explaining to do after this tour." "Some incidents are unavoidable,” I said. “Now, on to the television room!" We filed out of the bubblegum room with Clark holding Hal's foot, and Dick rolling Barry. Hal's huge puffy pink cock remained popped out of the rip in his suit that Clark had made. As they maneuvered their inflated buddies, Nightwing said to Superman, "That was a pretty huge load you blew. There's cum all over your briefs and inner thighs." Superman rolled his eyes, "it happens. I had to make sure Hal didn't pop back there." "I think you were pretty turned on watching him blow up," Nightwing said with a twinkle in his eyes. Dick then reached down and rubbed his hand on the soggy fabric of Clark's bulging briefs. "Still pretty chubby down there, big guy," Dick said as he licked Superman's sticky cum off his hands. "Mmmm so that's what super spunk tastes like." "Shut up," Clark said with a chuckle, punching Dick lightly in the shoulder, "I'll change my suit after the tour."

Television

We then arrived at the doors of the television room. Once again, a couple of my workers helped to maneuver the two inflated superheroes inside. The whole room was a metallic shiny white, perfectly sterile with the only equipment being a large elaborate video camera, and a white high-definition flat screen TV mounted on the far wall. I suppose it looked like a futuristic film studio. "So what's this all about now?" Batman asked, "is this place like for DoubleDub advertising?" "In a sense!" I explained, "actually the purpose of this room is to perfect a means of transporting food products through television! Much the same way an image is converted into Data and transmitted to your screen, I've been working on a way to convert matter into Data and transmit it through a screen! Just watch! For example, I'll take this mundane watermelon, and place it in front of the camera." One of my workers then stood behind the elaborate video camera and pressed the record button. There was a bright flash and the watermelon disappeared. "It's been vaporized!" Nightwing said. "Nonsense!" I replied, "look at the screen over there," and I pointed to the flat screen on the wall. There, clear as day, was the very same watermelon that had just disappeared in front of the camera. "Now this is a perfectly normal television set," I explained, "Dick, reach up and grab the watermelon.” “But it's - a screen?" Nightwing protested incredulously. "Just try," I said with a wink. Nightwing walked up to the screen, looked at the watermelon quizzically, and reached into the TV and grabbed the watermelon. He pulled it out and held it in his palm. It was now about the size of a small apple, but still very clearly the same watermelon. "That's incredible!" Dick exclaimed, "but it's so small!?" "Well everything on your TV screen is smaller than in real life, so when I actually start transmitting food through television, it will need to be scaled up in order to be the correct size on the other end." "Absolutely remarkable technology," Clark said, leaning against the inflated pink balloon that had formerly been Green Lantern. "Will it work on anything?" "Yes! I really don't think there's a limit! I've even sent a few animals through." Batman hadn't really been paying attention, he was rubbing Barry's smooth round sides, but he perked up when I mentioned that I had sent animals through television. The Dark Knight walked over to me with an excited look on his face. "Don't you realize what this means?!" Bruce said, "I can literally teleport anywhere. Every criminal in Gotham will be within my reach, when I can use your television technology to transport myself directly to them and attack them through the screen!" "Well yes, I suppose this technology could be used for law enforcement eventually, but that's not really the point," I said. "Bullshit! Batman yelled. "This technology will make me unstoppable! Batman will be everywhere in Gotham with just the flick of a switch! Send me through television right now!" "Oh I really don't think that's a good idea, you see wh-," "I don't fuckin care what you think!" Bruce yelled, "I'm the protector of this city and I'm teleporting myself through TV!" Batman then walked over and stood right in front of the camera, he pointed to the worker who was operating it, "You! Fire this thing up!" Clark looked concerned,"Bruce do you really think this is a good ide-?" "Shut up, Supes. For once I'm going to be faster than you!" Batman pointed at the worker with the camera, "fire it now! The worker did as he was told and in a flash of light Batman was gone. "Oh this isn't going to be good," Nightwing muttered, walking over to the screen. "Well, it should only be a moment," I said as the fuzzy picture of The Dark Knight began to appear on the TV screen. "Shit." Nightwing said. Batman appeared on the screen, but the formerly 6'-3" meathead was now barely a foot tall. "Fuck yes!" Batman said, flexing his arms above his head, "I'm the first superhero to teleport through television!"

"Yes but there's just one problem," Dick said as he reached into the screen and pulled out the miniaturized Bruce. As Nightwing pulled him out of the screen Bruce realized what had happened to him. Nightwing held the Dark Knight easily in his hand like an action figure. "What the fuck?! You shrunk me!!!" Batman's voice was now squeaky and high-pitched, and was barely audible. "This is bullshit! Fix me!" The miniaturized hero demanded. "Well you really should have paid attention," I said, "I made it clear that transporting you through the TV was not going to be a good idea." "God fucking damnit!" Bruce thrashed as Dick gripped him around the waist, "I can't be a hero when I'm 10 inches tall!!!" Batman's yelling almost sounded like an angry chipmunk squeaking. Clark suppressed a laugh, and then turned to me. "So isn't there any way we can make him big again?" Superman asked. "Well there's one strategy I have for pumping things back up after they've been accidentally shrunk," it's worth a shot. "Anything is better than this!" Nightwing said, holding the shrunken Bruce up next to his face. "Okay," I instructed, "Dick, take all of Bruce's clothes off." I then turned to the worker, "You, go bring in the pump and the needle.” Nightwing began to gently undress the miniaturized Dark Knight in his hands. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Bruce squeaked and protested. "Stop struggling!" Nightwing yelled at the little man in his hands, "We are going to make you big again." "This tour just gets weirder and weirder," Superman said, quickly looking away from Batman's predicament to give Hal a quick kiss on his swollen pink cheek. Within another minute, Bruce was totally naked except for his cape and cowl. He really did have a very impressive body, and had clearly spent hours and hours every day in the gym. Only now his body was the size of a Batman action figure. "You had better fix this quick!" The little hero squeaked, shaking his fist at me. Just then my worker in the gray rubber suit and black goggles came back in the room. He was wheeling with him a portable air compressor, and a hose with the kind of needle attachment that you use for inflating basketballs. "All right, I said," handing the hose with the needle to Dick, "insert that into Bruce's hole, and we'll get started pumping him back up." "What the fuck?!" Batman squeaked. "You can't be serious?" Nightwing said incredulously, "you're just going to blow him back up with air?" "It's the only possible way to make him bigger," I said, "otherwise he's going to be stuck at this doll size forever." "Well if you say so," Nightwing sighed. He turned Bruce around so Batman's blueberry-sized ass cheeks were sticking out. We then rubbed a little lubricant on the hose needle and Nightwing began to press it into Bruce's hole. "UUUGH wait no you can't?!" Batman yelled as Nightwing inserted the inflation needle all the way into his little ass. "All right, great!" I motioned to my worker. "Turn on the air!" "Just don't pop him," Clark muttered from across the room. The air compressor began to hiss and whirr, forcing air up inside Batman's shrunken asshole. The effect on the miniaturized Dark Knight was immediate. Within seconds, his entire body was blowing up like a latex party balloon, and quickly he rounded out into a 1 ft wide ball. I watched the pressure gauge on the air compressor intently as Batman continued to expand "He can hold plenty more! Keep pumping." Dick then had to hold the inflating hero with both hands, and his arms were gradually being pushed apart as Batman swelled up. "Oooooh sooo much pressure!" The Bat Balloon squeaked. "Is he okay?!" Nightwing asked, glancing nervously down at the rapidly inflating little man in his arms. "Oh he's fine!" I said, checking the pressure gauge on the air compressor, "we can pump way more air into him." Now, Batman had expanded into a 2 ft wide ball, and looked as tight and shiny as a rubber balloon. Nightwing's arms were being pushed out increasingly far as Bruce swelled.

"What are we going to do with him?" Nightwing asked, looking over at Clark. Superman rolled his eyes, "maybe you can use him as a yoga ball." "Nooooo I can't even move! Heeeeelp!" Batman complained. The tight shiny ball was now nearing 3 ft wide, and Nightwing set him down on the ground. He rolled onto his belly so the needle in his ass that was inflating him was sticking up into the air. I checked the compressor pressure gauge again. He was getting almost full. I could hear his skin beginning to Creek and strain like an over inflated balloon. "I think he's just about had enough," Clark said, eyeing his inflating buddy. "Okay, just a second," I said, "we want him pumped up as big as possible, right?!" Batman swelled past 3 ft wide, then 3 ft 6 in wide. "Pweeeashe! I'm goooonna pop!" The little blimp begged. Just as he passed 4 ft wide, the air compressor gauge went into the red zone. I motioned for my worker to cut off the gas, and Batman abruptly stopped inflating. He was actually adorable, a shiny 4 ft wide balloon, wearing a little bat cowl and a little cape. The only trace of his limbs was four little divots where his hands and feet should have been, but they had been sucked so deep into his round little body there was no part of them visible. His little cock had been pumped up tight and puffy, and was about the size of a small soda can, and his nuts were about as wide as plums. Nightwing picked the distended Dark Knight up, and the cherry-sized head of his inflated cock pointed angrily towards me. "I'll get you for this!" The little bat balloon yelled as Nightwing handed him to me. "Whatever you say big boy," I smiled looking at the little silver dollar sized head on his spherical 4-ft body. I then tossed Bruce in the air and swatted him like a beach ball towards Clark. Superman grabbed the bat balloon and looked down at his little face. "Well I guess having him inflated like this is better than worrying about stepping on him." Clark said wearily. "I think we've seen all there is to see here." "Yes indeed!" I exclaimed, "on to the next room!" We filed out of the television room with Superman holding Batman and Nightwing guiding Hal through the air. One of my workers kindly offered to roll Barry along behind us. "So where to next?" Nightwing asked. "Since Supes and I are the only dudes left who you haven't managed to blow up."

Loading Dock

I led the two superheroes, and the three blimps up and down several corridors through the depths of my factory. I was excited to take them to the farming area, to show them all the impressive new agricultural techniques we were developing. Because it was such a distance, I decided to take us on a shortcut through the factory's shipping area. The shipping zone at the DoubleDub factory is huge! We ship tons of products all over the world every day, and are constantly loading up enormous pallets of goods to be sent to market. Because of the enormous volume of material we are constantly loading, I had come up with a little innovation to help speed the process. As soon as we stepped through the doors of the shipping area, I saw Nightwing's jaw drop. "Holy fuck they're huge!!!" He exclaimed. Dick was referring to the workers who I have loading pallets of our product onto trucks day and night. In order to move more material, and to make it easier on the workers, I devised a formula that made their bodies grow to gigantic size. When I hire a man to work at my loading dock, I give him a special injection of DoubleDub growth serum. Over the course of about two weeks, his body will grow to between 25 and 30 feet tall. The formula also causes a massive release of testosterone in the man as he grows, so his muscles bulk up to spectacular size. Obviously, the extra testosterone also means that my giant workers are both hairy and horny. Generally I just let my giant workers load pallets naked, since trying to get clothing on them would just result in excess sweating and body odor. "God damn I've never seen a man this big!" Nightwing exclaimed, looking up at the gigantic dudes loading pallets onto trucks. It was immediately apparent that a tent was forming in the crotch of Nightwing's black spandex suit. "Yup, they're big guys all right," Clark said nonchalantly. Superman didn't seem particularly impressed with my giant workers, and was distracted by trying to pick flecks of dried cum off of his suit. "Fuck, look at those cocks!" Nightwing said, visibly drooling at the sight of the naked giants' 4 ft dicks bouncing around as they worked. There were eight giants working at the loading dock today, and each of the huge men had a full beard, and a thick layer of body hair swirling over his bulging muscles. Each time one of the Giants loaded a pallet onto a truck he gave a resonant grunt. Nightwing was slowly stepping closer and closer to the enormous hairy men. One of the giants, I think his name might have been Dan, looked down at the lithe superhero stepping towards him. I noticed a little bubble of clear pre-cum appear at the tip of the giant's cock. Superman looked up from picking dried spunk off his briefs, and saw Nightwing walking closer to the Giants at the loading dock. "Yo Dick, maybe that's not such a good idea," Clark called out to him, "just let the giant dudes work, and don't get in their way." "Leave me alone, Clark," Dick yelled back, "you're not my nanny!" "Listen to Clark!" I yelled at Dick, "my giants can be unpredictable, especially if they get aroused." By now Nightwing was standing right at the giant's foot. The slender man in black and blue spandex barely came up to the giant worker's ankle. The two of them were making eye contact, and in addition to the noticeable tent in Nightwing's suit, I could see the giant's cock was thickening up. The bubble of clear pre-cum dribbled off his slit and dropped directly down onto Dick. About three gallons of sticky pre-cum immediately covered the hero. Dick slurped up as much of the precum as he could, panting and looking up at the 30 foot tall hairy muscle man above him. "Take me big boy," Nightwing said. The giant then reached down and picked Dick up like a toy soldier. Dick was smaller in the giant's hand than shrunken Batman had been in his hands a few minutes earlier. "Oh I've got a bad feeling about this," Clark said, nervously looking up at the giant holding Nightwing.

"Clark, if you ruin this from me I swear to God I will put kryptonite in your Cheerios!" Dick yelled down at Superman. Clark and I just exchanged nervous glances. By now the giant's cock was at full mask, and oozing pre-cum like a faucet. Fully erect it was just over 6 ft long, with a shiny red head the size of a watermelon. Beneath the massive cock, the giant’s nuts were each at least four feet wide, and hung low and heavy in his hairy scrotum. The giant set Nightwing on his massive manhood, and Dick straddled the enormous shaft like a rodeo bull. Dick immediately set about rubbing and licking the massive schlong as much as he could. The giant moaned and his huge round ass cheeks flexed while his abs tensed up. A couple of the other giants looked over quizzically at their coworker who was suddenly moaning in sexual bliss, but a quick angry grunt let them know that Nightwing was not for sharing. As Nightwing thrust his body harder and harder against the giant’s cock, both of them began to moan louder and louder. Superman rolled his eyes, “well I guess they can have their fun for a few minutes,” Clark said nonchalantly as he leaned up on the Barry ball and went back to picking dried cum off his spandex. I glanced back up at Nightwing straddling the giant’s 6’ long cock. Suddenly I noticed the sound of the giant’s grunts changed. They became deeper and more deliberate - almost angrier. The huge man looked down from the ceiling and focused on the little superhero trying to get him off. His eyes narrowed, and his mouth turned up at the corners into a wicked grin. The giant then grabbed Dick with his thumb and his forefinger and lifted him up into the air. “Whaaa- what are you doing?!” Dick asked, suddenly concerned. The giant then used his fingernail to delicately rip a hole in Dick’s spandex suit, allowing Nightwing’s package to flop out, and revealing his smooth ass crack. The giant then pressed his index finger up between Dick’s ass cheeks. “Oh dear god! Fuck it’s too biiii- uuunnhh! Fuuuuck that feels so gooood!” Nightwing moaned as the enormous finger forced its way into his ass. The giant then held Nightwing out by just the finger that was inserted into Dick’s hole, making the hero look like a finger puppet. The two men made eye contact, and the giant glanced down at his huge throbbing cock, and then looked directly at Dick. Uuunnh! Fuck YES!” Nightwing moaned. With a smooth and surprisingly dextrous motion, the giant pulled his finger out of Nightwing’s ass, and grabbed the hero with one leg in each hand. He then brought Nightwing down on the tip of his huge throbbing cock head. “Give it to me big boy!” The giant then gradually forced his watermelon-sized cockhead up into Nightwing’s hole. He pulled Dick by his legs until almost four feet of the giant schlong was inside Nightwing. The huge cock was wider than Dick’s waist had been a few minutes earlier, so watching Nightwing’s ass swallow the enormous manhood was almost like watching the giant put on a condom, only the condom was a man. Dick literally looked like a latex rubber, stretched out over a magnum-sized cock. “Oh my gooooooddddd! This is fuckin’ ammmmaaaazing!” Nightwing yelled as his little body was stretched out like an overblown condom on a porn star. Clark then looked back up at Nightwing and the giant, and saw Dick had been wrapped around the massive tool. “Uh oh. That can’t be good.” Clark said, “I’ve gotta help him.” “It’s too dangerous,” I said, “If the giant feels you try and pull Nightwing off of him, he could buck and thrash, or even fall and accidentally crush the little man! We just have to let them finish now.” By now the giant was using Nightwing like a fleshlight, jacking himself off with the hero stretched out around his engorged man meat. Nightwing was alternating between moaning and screaming, and the giant was grunting and growling so loud it made the entire loading dock vibrate as if we were having a mild earthquake.

The giant’s strokes grew faster and faster until I heard the enormous man gasp, and his low-hanging nuts drew up against his body. “Here it comes,” I said. “That’s gonna be a big load,” Clark said worriedly. The giant yelled and bucked his hips as hard as he could. His cock and balls spasmed as he blasted his first spurt of cum into Nightwing. Immediately Nightwing began to swell like an inflating condom. The giant then bucked his hips and yelled again. Another massive spurt of cum pumped into Nightwing, then another, then another. With each blast of cum Dick’s body ballooned bigger and bigger, blimping out like a water balloon full of man-cream. As Dick inflated, the last scraps of Nightwing’s suit finally burst off his expanding body.” “Good grief! He’s blowing up with spunk!” Superman yelled. After a full minute of the giant’s orgasm, the huge man’s grunts began to subside, and he staggered backwards slightly. Dick’s body was now a 7’ wide balloon mounted on the giant’s cock. The giant then caught his breath, and with two hands, pulled Nightwing’s inflated body off his schlong with a loud wet POP. “Well he looks okay!” I said, glancing over at Superman. Clark looked at me with an expression of absolute contempt. The giant held out the Nightwing balloon and looked at him with all the interest of a frat bro looking at a used condom. He shrugged and tossed the inflated hero up in the air, turning back to his work loading pallets. “Noooo!” Superman yelled, “No way he can handle a fall from that high, he’ll burst for sure!” As Nightwing’s cum-ballooned body arched through the air, faster than a speeding bullet Superman flew over to catch him. Clark caught Nightwing when he was about five feet above the ground, and saved him from exploding into a big sticky puddle of cum. “Th- Thanks Supes,” Nightwing stammered as Clark set him down, clearly struggling from the awkwardness of lifting a 7 ft spunk-filled balloon. “Hope it was worth it fatboy,” Clark said, positioning Dick onto his side and rolling the inflated hero towards the exit of the loading area. “I wonder if he’ll remember me,” Dick murmured, gargling through the cum that was bubbling up from his throat. The balloon stole a quick glance up at the giant who had fucked him and blown him up with his seed. I looked over at the giant who was now contentedly loading pallets as if nothing had ever happened. “I wouldn’t count on it.”

Agriculture

We walked out of the loading dock area and down another long stainless steel corridor. Clark and I walked together while four of my workers handled the inflated heroes behind us. "Well I hate to say it," Superman said, but this tour has been something of a disaster. "Four of my partners are now helpless blimps. I know you didn't intend for this to happen, but the press is going to have a field day with you after they see what's happened to Barry, Hal, Bruce, and Dick." I sighed, looking up at the muscled Kryptonian in blue, "I know you're right, Clark. It's not going to be pretty. My public relations department is really going to have to work overtime." "I really thought they knew better," Clark said, shaking his head, and looking back at the four inflated superheroes behind us. "Indeed," I said, "well we might as well finish the tour! I have some agricultural innovations that I'm absolutely dying to show you, and a little bird told me that you yourself have some connections to the press corps! Maybe a good write-up about farming technology could help offset some of the inevitable bad press. And we’re already here at the agricultural area and it’s such a long walk back out of the factory." Clark chuckled, "well if we’re here, why not." With that, I led Superman into the vast agriculture room, while my workers rolled the four ballooned heroes in after us. The agriculture room is a vast indoor farm, comprising two thousand acres of genetically modified plants. From the main gate where we walked in, the other end of the agriculture room is several football fields away! Some of DoubleDub’s most important research goes on here, helping us perfect modern farming techniques around the world. “Wow, you weren't kidding about the size of this place.” Superman said. Row after row of indoor plantings seemed to stretch all the way to the horizon. Here and there, my workers in the grey rubber suits ran about tending to certain fruits and vegetables. “Now Clark, this is what I most want to show you,” I said gesturing towards a row of low shrubs with vines growing out of them. “These babies are one of my most exciting genetic innovations.” “These little shrubs?” Clark asked, “How so? It just looks like a berry bush crossed with an ivy vine.” I smiled, “Well I’m glad you noticed it was for growing berries, Clark! Blueberries to be precise. These little vines can produce the largest blueberries ever grown by man! Just one can feed an entire family for weeks!” Clark looked incredulous, “I’ve never heard of a blueberry that big. It doesn’t sound possible.” “Oh yeah?” I said, “Well this row of plants hasn’t fruited yet, but three rows down, you can see a row of the same vines that was planted two weeks earlier!” Clark glanced three rows over as I directed and his jaw dropped. Sure enough, just as I had said there was a row of the same little plants, studded with the largest blueberries in history. Each of the blueberries was between 6 and 9 feet wide, and so engorged with sweet juice they looked like they could burst at any second. The huge fruits were spaced about five feet apart from each other and a few of my workers were paying extra attention to rubbing and soothing the enormous blueberries. “Well I’ll be damned,” Clark said resting his hands on his hips, he chuckled, “Dude you’re gonna get the Nobel Prize. Your factory may have some issues, but from what I’ve seen, you’re about to make starvation and hunger a thing of the past. I’m going to give you a huge endorsement in the Daily Planet!” “I knew you’d be impressed!” I chirped. “Oh Superman, look! One of the new berry vines at your feet is just beginning to grow fruit! Check it out!” “Cool man!” Superman said looking down, he paused, “I don’t see any fruit?” I noticed the vines at Clark’s feet shift and pulse ever so slightly. “It’s really small, you might need to get closer.” “Hmm, okay then,” Superman said, kneeling down in front of the plants. He held his face just inches from the vines, looking for the fruit which I had assured him was there.

Clark looked up at me, “I still don- Mmph!!!” As Clark opened his mouth to speak, one of the vines thrust itself into his mouth as quick as a whip. Before Superman could even react, the vine had rammed itself down his throat. Clark looked momentarily panicked and moved his arms to try and pull the vine out of his mouth. But as he gripped the vine with his strong hands, his movements began to slow and he began to wobble. Superman looked up at me with pleading eyes, but I could tell he was getting dizzy from the vine’s venom. His eyes glazed over and he fell on the ground with the vine in his mouth. “Oh no, whatever shall we do?” I said mockingly, standing over the passed-out superhero. I glanced back at the other four inflated heroes with a wicked grin. The four ballooned men squeaked in anxious fear. They knew that even if their bodies had been inflated, as long as Superman was with them they’d be safe, but now he was passed out in the middle of my farm. “Cwark! Noooo! Waakkh Uuph!” Barry muttered, trying in vain to roll himself forward. “Cooomh ooonh biiigh buhhlue!” Hal whimpered, floating four feet above the ground and his glowing pink aura growing brighter with his anxiety. GUUUUURRRGLE The loud noise brought my attention back to Clark. The vine in his mouth had thickened up, and had grown from being about one inch in diameter to almost four inches in diameter, forcing Superman’s mouth open as wide as it could go. A series of deep rumblings were coming from the kryptonian’s stomach. "Whuuuut's huhhpehning to his noooshe?!" Nightwing tried to yell. "It's bwwuuhe!" Batman squeaked. Sure enough, a deep blue color was spreading out from Superman's nose across his face. Within a few moments Clark's entire body had turned a deep cobalt blue, far deeper than the sky blue of his spandex suit. As his body changed color the gurglings and rumblings from Clark's stomach became louder and louder. Then, the vine in his mouth began to pulse and vibrate, and the transformation got going. "Nnnoohhh! Suhpehuhmuuhn ish bwwoowing uuuuph!" Barry yelled. Sure enough, as he lay unconscious on the ground with the vine in his mouth, Superman's blue body had begun to expand. His rumbling belly was rising up like bread dough, obscuring any definition in his abs, while his firm pectorals were bloating up like big blue pillows. All over his muscular body, his buff physique was plumping up like a bodybuilder who had let himself go and fattened up. "Oh dear, Clark seems to be swelling up," I said to the other balloons. "What are we going to doooo?" Superman's yellow belt was starting to dig into his expanding blue flesh, while the bulge in his red briefs was plumping up considerably. I could hear the spandex of his suit beginning to strain from the pressure of his swelling body. His thighs were bloating up like fat blue hams, and his biceps had lost all muscular definition and were becoming round and puffy. "Whuuthhsss huhhpehning tooh hhiihhmm?!" Hal asked frantically. I glanced down at the expanding Kryptonian and smiled. "Well as a matter of fact, Clark here is filling up with juice!" "Juuushhhh?" Nightwing asked through bloated cheeks. "Blueberry juice to be specific," I said, "you see these blueberry vines don't actually grow their own fruit. They need a vessel, like say- a man, to fill with juice. That vessel will then bloat up and ripen into an enormous blueberry." "Whuuht the fuuchhk?!" Batman yelped. "Oh yes! In fact all of those other blueberries three rows over used to be workers here at the factory. Most of these big dumb jocks are only useful to me for a few years before they start getting fat and lazy and slacking off, so after a couple years of work I have them blown up into huge juicy fruits to be sold at market! That's why those workers over there are being so attentive to those big blueberries, they all used to be friends." "Yooouuuhrrrh a moonnshhteh!" Barry whimpered. I laughed, "oh please, I'm just a businessman. Turning my workers into blueberries is far more cost effective than actually growing real berries."

I turned back towards Clark to see how he was ripening. He now looked absolutely obese, and the gurgling in his stomach was rumbling like an earthquake. Superman's waist must have been almost eighty inches around and his yellow belt was digging into his abdomen so deep it looked like it was going to cut him in two. Then suddenly. BANG!!! Superman's belt burst off of his inflating blue body, allowing his belly to surge forward. The juice inside of him sloshed back and forth like a tidal wave within the ballooning hero. I heard the other balloons flinch and whimper as Clark's belt burst off. There was no going back now. Superman's inflation then kicked into high gear. Instead of just fattening up like an overfed Sumo wrestler, Clark was beginning to round out. His back was puffing up almost as much as his belly, lifting his head off the ground. His arms and legs were getting shorter by the second as they were absorbed into his round blue torso. With every pulse of juice into him he was looking less like a man and more like an engorged blueberry. I climbed up on his boots and clambered onto his enormous belly. His swollen chest was becoming much less prominent and had begun to merge with the curve of his round body. I pressed my throbbing hard-on against his ballooning belly and felt him growing beneath me. The rumbling and gurgling of the huge blueberry was so intense it felt like I was humping a massive blue vibrator. Leaning down beneath his chest I gently rubbed his fat swollen cheeks. The thick vine was still lodged in his mouth, but I figured the initial venom would be wearing off by now. "Claaaark. Wake uuuuuppp," I whispered. Superman's eyes slowly opened. He looked dazed and confused, but his eyes were now a beautifully unnatural blue. He blinked and looked side to side a couple times before he began to realize what had happened. Suddenly his eyes shot open completely. "Mmmmmmphhhh!!!" The swollen superhero moaned through the vine in his mouth. "That's a good lad!" I said chuckling, "you're ripening up so well! I told you that there was fruit on this vine. You just happen to be the fruit!" With that I jumped off of Clark's huge belly and took a few steps back to admire the huge superberry I had created. Laying on his back, he was almost completely round now, with only fat blue fingers sticking out of the sphere he'd become. As he woke up he tried in vain to wriggle his puffy blue digits and roll himself forward. "Mmmhhhmpph Huuhhhlp!!!" "Don't stress yourself out, big guy!" I said, "you're not totally ripe yet!" I was impressed by how well his spandex suit had handled his inflation. The blue fabric was incredibly tight, but hadn't ripped anywhere. The waistband of his red briefs wrapped all around his circumference, and the bulge in them looked like an elongated weather balloon. His balls were easily bigger than watermelons, and a dribble of blue pre-cum was oozing through the spandex of his red briefs at the tip of his huge cock. By now he was at least eight feet wide, and still expanding. I walked back up to the blueberry superhero and pushed my hands against his swelling side. I could feel his skin getting tighter underneath the straining spandex. With a forceful shove I began to roll Clark forward, gradually pushing and maneuvering his enormous body until he had flipped over and was resting on his belly. His head was fixed in place about five feet above the ground, while the rest of his body rose another five feet higher. The Superman insignia in his chest was massively distorted, but still refused to rip as he ballooned into a ten foot ball. Clark looked up at me with pleading eyes. Clearly Superman was not used to being helpless. "Mmmmhpppph pwweesshhh!" Clark moaned through the vine. "Heessshh gonnnaaa exxxhhhplooode!" Barry yelled. "Hmmm he is looking pretty full!" I said, sizing up the superberry who was swelling past 11 feet. "Maybe you're ripe enough."

I motioned for one of my workers to come over to the inflated superberry. He brought with him a large pair of pruning shears, and in one smooth motion he cut the vine that was pumping juice into Clark’s throat. The vine fell lifeless to the ground as deep blue juice poured out of the ends where it had been cut. With that, Clark abruptly stopped growing. I then reached up and gently pulled the vine out of Superman’s mouth. There were almost five feet of vine reaching deep inside the blueberry, and it had split into several branches as it filled him up. It took almost a minute to pull all of the coiled juicy vines out of his mouth. “Must feel good to have that out of you, Clark!” I said, dropping the dripping blue vines into a pile on the ground beneath his face. “Wha- what ha-have you done to m- me?” Clark stammered through his bloated cheeks. I stood right to the side of his face and gently rubbed my hands through his jet black hair. He couldn’t turn his head as his body had swollen up around his neck and fixed his blue face in place. “Well you seem to have accidentally turned into a blueberry! I told you things in here were highly experimental. You shouldn’t have gotten so close.” “H-horse shit!!!” Clark yelled! “You fiend! You d-did this to me on purpose! Y-you did this to all of us on p-purpose!” “Calm down, big boy,” I chuckled, continuing to rub his hair. “N-NO!” Clark yelled, struggling to move his enormous round body, “You may h-have b-blown me up, but you f-forgot one thing!” Suddenly a blast of blue laser light shot out of Superman’s eyes. The blue beam struck the worker who had cut the vine directly in his chest. But the worker wasn’t burned or cut. Instead he fell to the ground, dazed. “Wha- bu-but. My heat vision?!” Clark yelled. “I feel fuuuunnnny.” The worker who had been hit with the lasers muttered. Suddenly in seconds the worker’s face turned blue, and his body began to bloat and expand. He inflated as if he was a balloon hooked up to a powerful pump. Soon his straining grey rubber suit burst off his ballooning body, leaving him a naked blue ball wearing only black goggles and black gloves. He stopped expanding when he hit about 7 feet wide. The fresh blueberry rolled onto his back and squirted a big blast of juice from his engorged blue cock. “Well at least you’ve gained the power to turn guys into big fat blueberries!” I laughed, “and don’t worry about that worker, I was planning to blow him up next week anyway. I’ll just make sure I don’t walk directly in your sightlines, Clark. Good thing you can’t turn your head.”

Epilogue

It took ten workers to roll and maneuver the five inflated superheroes to the main gate of the factory, a task which was not helped by the fact that Clark used his laser vision to blow three of them up into big round blueberries. I think he was just being spiteful. His blue lasers missed me by a couple inches each time. I then walked up to my office as the five heroes were rolled out of the main gate for all the reporters and fans to see. They must have been shocked, The Flash was now a fat blimp full of whipped cream, Green Lantern had become a huge pink bubblegum bubble with a fat pink cock popped out of his suit, Batman was a tightly inflated shrunken ball with a pinhead, Nightwing was a fat moaning balloon full of cum, and Superman was an enormous juicy blueberry. One of my workers read a quick statement to the press denying all liability and asserting the Superhero’s responsibility for their own actions. Then they slammed the gate shut and left the five blimps with the crowd. I have to say, this tour went better than I could ever have imagined! The world's most powerful superheroes have all been neutralized, and there is no one to stand in the way of my plan for world domination! Anyone who opposes my new DoubleDub world order will quickly find themselves blown up like Clark, Hal, Bruce, Barry, and Dick. What idiots these spandex-wearing meat heads were. I truly am the world's greatest super villain!

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