The old woman claps her hands, and the lights turn on. You are in a metal room that looks like a kitchen, then you see your body. Round, blue, sloshy, fat. You can't move anything but your arms and legs. You are nothing but a big, juicy blue ball. The woman began to speak.
"My granddaughter has been a very good girl lately. She's been doing very well in her magick studies, so I thought I'd reward her with an ice cream sundae. Problem is, we're missing a key ingredient. She absolutely loves blueberries, and won't eat the sundae unless theres a big juicy one on top" She walks over and pats your taut, ripe flesh "You see where this is going, don't you"
You do. She wants to turn you into an actual blueberry for her granddaughter to eat! "MMMMPH...MMMMMMMPH" You squeal, your mouth still full of juice. You don't want to be eaten!
"Good, glad you're excited" She says, before pulling out a wand and waving it. The tip begins to glow, and a beam of energy shoots forth and hits your juicy body. First, you feel the juice within you slow down, sloshing less and less. You grow a bit larger as the juice solidifies into the meat of a blueberry. Your skin ripens, turning from human flesh into pure blueberry skin. Your hands and feet now completely vanish, leaving no human features except your head. The juice in your face and cheeks turns into blueberry meat as well. Your hair turns green, and clumps up, becoming leafy.
She waves her hands and casts another spell. You see the world around you begin to grow smaller and smaller. You try to move, you try to do anything. You can't, you're nothing but fruit now. You are about the size of a beachball now, and still shrinking. The woman paces around you, watching your changes with a smile. Finally, you shrink to the size of a baseball and she picks you up on one hand. She walks you over to the kitchen counter, where you see it. A vanilla ice cream sundae, and if she's telling the truth, your new home. She holds you over the ice cream and squeezes you, a small flow of blueberry juice squirts out of your mouth, coating the ice cream. The places you on the table, adding various sprinkles and treats to the dessert. Finally, your shrinking stops, and you are now the size of a normal blueberry. Everything just look absolutely gigantic to you now. You see the old womans colossal fingers reach down and pick you up. She gently places you on top of the ice cream. Despite the fact you are fruit now, you can still feel the cold of the ice cream. She picks up the tasty treat and walks upstairs.
She enters a room on the second floor. From your vantage point atop the ice cream, you see an extremely petite girl lying on the bed, her dainty, socked feet kicking behind her. She wore a gothic lolita outfit and her blue hair was done up into a cute ponytail. She couldn't be older than 10 or 11.
"Oh, Hi grandma~ Woooow, is that Ice Cream for me" She says in her sweet voice
"Yes, sweety. It even has your favorite on it, blueberries"
"Oooooooh~" She says, picking up a spook and scooping up a piece of ice cream with you sitting on top of it.
"No! Please! Dont eat me" You cry. But its no use, your muffled voice is too small and tiny for her to hear. She moves the ice cream into her mouth, you can feel her hot breath, and she chews down.
"Mmmmmm, Delicious~"