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Ru and Cecil jumped up from their seats as they saw the familiar scene play before them. Mateo's skin began flushing with a shade of color akin to a mango. "Jesus- I didn't use any fruit 'n the stuff I made today, there's no way that I could'a- " Ru panicked, wrapping an arm around Mateo's shoulder as Cecil took the other shoulder, helping haul him away. Cecil paused. "Well, tomatoes are a fruit, but- he's not turning red, it wasn't you, Ru, but what could-" Mateo coughed as he panted, growing heavier and harder to haul by the second as his shorts looked ready to pop some seams. His letterman was looking particularly tight, and by now, he likely wouldn't be able to take it off from how tight it was getting. "Weed- had-" Mateo groaned, panting heavily as his body swelled with juice, though, from an unknown fruit. "Weed had...fruit...blueberry, cherry, and- *huff-*mango." Cecil and Ru glanced at each other, making a mad dash towards the juicing room, realizing having their respective fruits would likely cause them to swell up soon as well. Luckily, by the time they arrived, the 3 of them all fit through, though not without some slight scares as Cecil and Mateo needed to be pulled and pushed though the doorframe. Cecil undressed down to his boxers, before reaching for suction equipment and medication. He handed Ru a pill and suction hoses for his chest and navel, and popped a pill into Mateo's mouth who was now fully yellow-orange, swelling up the fastest of the three. Since Mateo's clothes were too tight to take off, Cecil and Ru glanced at each other, knowing what would have to happen. Mateo would have to burst out of his clothes to expose his navel and chest before they could start juicing him. Cecil had flicked the suction pump on, beginning to drain his and Ru's juice, awestruck at how massive Mateo was swelling. "H-how much bigger..?" Mateo groaned, gallon after gallon after gallon of juice piling onto his body's frame. "Just a bit more." Cecil reassured the other, before panicking as he realized he was still swelling himself. He glanced towards Ru, who was looking quite plump and juicy himself. A scale on the wall of the juicing room read 1,472 lbs, meaning between all 3 of them, there was an astonishing amount of weight. Finally, the clothing had torn to shreds. Just in time, as Cecil's balance began to wobble under his rapidly swelling frame. He attached the suction hoses to Mateo's navel and nipples, before finally collapsing onto his ass, his own hoses trying their best to outpace the swelling by pumping the juice out of him. Not long after, Ru's buttons had begun popping despite his larger clothing size. He grunted as he too fell onto his backside, swelling out of control like the other two. By the time 3 minutes passed, the three of their swollen, juicy bellies had begun rubbing against each other, as the display panel on the wall now read 3,107 lbs. They all weighed half a ton by now, and the swelling seemed to show no sign of stopping. Luckily, the automated safety measure kicked in, playing a soft chime before an automated computer voiced played out the following sound. "Maximum weight threshold for 3 individuals has been surpassed. Weight has not gone down. Members of the Titan Laboratories are now arriving with additional drainage equipment and fresh medication from the laboratory. Estimated time of arrival will be 3 minutes." Mateo groaned as he felt his chest slowly rise towards his mouth. "God- damn-!" Ru panted. "So much for a- ***urrrp-*** happy four- twen-mmf-!" Cecil groaned. "Worth- ***huff-*** it..." Mateo grinned.