The Wily, Wonderful Wonka Factory 4

 As expected, Wonka waited for all of the tourists not rendered helpless to assemble around the gold-and-purple doors before opening them with a click of his cane.

 "What the hell?" Renee said aloud. "This room looks exactly like the one we're standing in right now!"

 Making their way into the room, the group of tourists had no choice but to agree with the snobby socialite. The following room was filled with similar-looking steel factory equipment, with the same floor and wall features as the previous one.

 "Yes, I suppose the doorway wasn't necessary, seeing as how these two rooms have very identical functions," Wonka admitted. "But the machines in THIS room are also quite different from the machines in the other room! Those were mostly just production-and-packing-oriented devices - these here are more about creating some of our most iconic sweets!"

 As they looked closer, the girls began to notice differences in the equipment surrounding them. There were large vats of chocolate and other sugary substances. There was a long conveyor belt that snaked in and out of machines, branching off ingredients and completed candies into wherever they needed to go before taking them to alternative rooms, including the one they had just passed through. There was even a giant machine devoted entirely to adding extra powdered sugar onto nearly finished chocolate bars!

 Sharon's face lit up. "Wow... So this is where all the amazing chocolate bars and Scrumdidilyumptiouses are made?"

 Wonka grinned. "Indeed they are, Miss Sharon, along with several other notable products. Though near the end of the room, we've a couple machines working on more experimental confections, so it's advised to not test any of those."

 "Yay! More chocolate!" Kandy squealed, dashing over to the powdered sugar machine and pulling a sleeved handful of chocolate bars out, hastily taking off the wrappers to begin munching away.

 "Do be careful about what you eat in this area, Miss Kandy," the purple-clad businessman told her. "As I've just explained, a few products are experimental!"

 The neko pouted. "But Kandy wants candy!"

 Wonka chuckled. "The chocolate bars are completely safe, my dear. I was referring to other things."

 "Oh! Hooray!" Kandy cheered, resuming her chocolatey binge, her stomach churning as it began to struggle with the massive quantities of caloric sweets inside of it. 

 "So are you gonna let us run around and use our happiness to make these things work again?" Ally asked. "'Cause I'm not against doing that one more time."

 "No, Miss Allison, not after our recent little mishap," Wonka replied. "I decided that since this IS a private tour, I'd show you all a couple of our upcoming products while they're still in the testing phase. Of course, the lot of you can handle that without causing some kind of havoc, I assume?"

 Brooklyn piped up. "Of course we can! I mean, I guess I'm a bit responsible for what just happened, but technically not because I wasn't aware of what was happening. Kinda like how I accidentally teamkill sometimes on certain games because the distinctions between both teams are absolutely horrible. That's become a rising problem in gaming nowadays, by the way, and it's one of my more prominent pet peeves - "

 "Literally nobody cares about your nerd ramblings," Thalia moaned. "There are more important things to worry about here, and you're disrupting my concentration. You're DISTRACTING me!"

 The bubbly girl gave her a nasty look, but proceeded to shut up anyways.

 Though Vee normally would have been upset with Brooklyn, she was still smug about how easily she had gotten away with what had happened to June. Even if the rest of the tour group was being rather annoying, that one moment of pure anarchy was enough to sate the goth girl over for now.

 "Now then, girls," Wonka said, motioning with one hand to the end of the room, "let me show you some of our hidden little treasures!"

 The tour group trailed behind him as he led them to the "Experiment Zone," and he began to lecture all of them about several of his prototypic sweets.

 "Now, this here is a sample of Wonka Edible Hair Cream," he said, resting his hand on a glass box atop a pillar containing a single lump of orange-white cream. "We've since moved on to all sorts of ideas outside of the candy world that we hope to market to the outside world - sweetened pharmaceuticals, candy-flavored cigarettes, possibly even toys! - and this humble batch of our in-development hair cream is one of our very first ventures into said fields."

 As he rambled on and on about the Edible Hair Cream, several of the girls in the group began to have hushed conversations amongst each other.

 "Oh, great. A hair cream for people who had fantasies about eating their own dandruff," Renee snickered.

 Catherine elbowed her softly. "Hey, it's not that bad of an idea. Maybe some people don't have time for a proper breakfast in the morning, and that's just a convenient way of solving their problem."

 The posh young woman brushed her arm off with disdain. "Of course you would think that, you're fluffier than most hotel room pillows! Seriously, though, is this some kind of bizarre prank that Wonka thinks he can somehow make even more of a profit off of?"

 "Maybe there's a reason it's still in-development, hm?" the stocky orange-haired girl replied.

 Meanwhile, near the back of the group, Evelyn and Sharon were having their own discussion.

 "A hair cream you can eat?" Evelyn whispered. "How odd."

 Sharon nodded in agreement. "It is quite strange. The book described many creative and ludicrous inventions before, but if it ever mentioned something like that, I've completely forgotten it. Maybe there's something similar to it and my mind's just foggy."

 "You really like the book, don't you?" Evelyn asked her.

 The redhead nodded once more, this time with more charisma. "Oh, absolutely! It's been one of my favorite novels ever since childhood! I adore Roald Dahl's silly writing, though as we go further into this factory, I'm beginning to believe it may have been based off of real people speaking."

 Her smaller friend shrugged and returned to listening to Wonka's lecture. Near the right side of the group, Thalia was thinking long and hard with her eye still twitching.

 "No, hair cream isn't solid proof, especially since the man just stated it hasn't been publicly released yet. I can't just present a clump of orange goo to my fans, they'll think I've gone crazy!" the squat girl raved, fingering her handbag in an attempt to keep her mind steady.

 Nearby, Brooklyn sniffed. "Literally nobody cares about your nerd ramblings," she said in a mocking tone.

 Thalia turned to face the geeky girl, gripping her handbag tightly. "I'll have you know, you vapid little twit, that what I'm doing could and SHOULD save thousands upon thousands of lives! If this place gets shut down, hundreds of millions of dangerous chemicals and botched lab experiments won't be shipped to the hands of greedy little children worldwide! So go back to your Comic Con nonsense and quit pestering me!"

 Brooklyn huffed moodily. "Yeah, well, you look like Velma from Scooby-Doo if she shrunk a foot and gained it on her waist."

 This received a very vulgar retort from Thalia, before the two eventually quieted.

 "Well, I'll be darned," Allison drawled. "The man's moved on from hair cream you can eat on pumpkin pie to a chocolate bar that can be broken and put back together again! What kinda madhouse are we in?"

 To her left, Kandy burped and rubbed her belly, which resembled a basketball stuffed underneath her orange hoodie. Her twenty-third chocolate bar had just been finished.

 "Oogh... Kandy doesn't feel so good," the blue-haired girl moaned.

 Ally looked over at the younger girl's stomach. "Holy smokes! How many of those chocolate bars did you eat?"

 Rather than responding, Kandy just rubbed her belly, her cheeks puffing up with what looked like another burp.

 "Don't say chocolate," was all she said.
 
 Allison gave her a worried look, but resumed her attention to Wonka, who had moved on to the next few inventions.

 At the back of the group, Vee was watching the rest of the tourists with angst. She had already been given the time to form her own opinions of everyone standing before her, and their little chit-chats weren't changing things.

 Catherine was a privileged pig. Evelyn was a social outcast. Thalia was a lunatic. Brooklyn was despicably annoying. Sharon was a brownnoser. Allison was an obnoxious Southern stereotype. Kandy was a gluttonous little freak. Tori was a materialistic jock, and Renee was a stuck-up bitch. Not to mention the other two girls, who she was glad were now incapable of movement.

 They were all their own little kind of personal poison to her, and she wasn't intent on seeing them do anything but suffer somehow. The first two may have been flukes, but whether she was involved or not, they'd all be taken down one by one.

 Her evil plotting was suddenly interrupted by a loud gasp from Sharon.

 "It's the gum!" she screeched, pointing vigorously at the invention that happened to be their current exhibit.

 Wonka laughed joyously at the girl's enthusiasm. "Right you are, Miss Sharon! You've quite an eye for these things. Anyways, yes, what you see before you are three sticks of our earliest attempts at making our 3-course-gum! They were first experimented with in 1964 in - "

 "A-HA! A-HA! AAAAAAA-HAAAAAAA!"

 He was cut off as Thalia sped-walked forward and gripped one of the sticks of gum, smiling wickedly.

 "I KNEW WE'D SEE THIS SOONER OR LATER! I KNEW THAT AT SOME POINT, WE'D COME ACROSS SOME ACTUAL, SOLID PROOF, AND NOTHING'S MORE CONCRETE THAN THIS!" The conspiracy nut was screaming as loud as she could, her glasses fogging up with her heavy breath.

 Wonka simply stammered inaudibly at her outburst. As if things couldn't get any worse, however, Tori had picked up one of the sticks of gum as well.

 "So this gum serves as three courses? Wow, talk about a miracle food! Three full meals without any kind of calories! I have to try this," she said.

 Regaining his voice, Wonka began to speak rather patiently despite his previous flinching.

 "Ladies," he warned, "though Miss Victoria may not know its capabilities, I'd say you put the gum down now while you still can. It's not exactly - "

 "SHUT UP!" Thalia roared. "SHUT UP AND WATCH AS I GATHER ALL I NEED TO HAVE YOUR LITTLE FACTORY SHUT DOWN!"

 The bottom-heavy girl to the center of the room and tossed the gum in her mouth. Tori, seeing the other girl do so, decided to chew it as well.

 Wonka sighed and buried his head in his hands, tucking his cane under his arm. "Miss Victoria, you've made a big mistake. I can't say the same for Miss Thalia because she knows what's coming next."

 Tori gave him a puzzled look. "What're you talking about? I haven't seen the movies or anything, so I don't - wow!"

 Her thoughts were interrupted as she began to feel intense waves of flavor coursing through her mouth.

 "It's amazing! This tastes just like actual tomato soup! How'd you do this?" the athletic girl exclaimed. From where she stood, Thalia cheered as the gum started to work.

 Sharon gulped. "Uh, for everyone who knows how this is going to end... just try to find an area between the two girls where you won't get squished."

 The other tourists didn't need to be told twice, as they all followed the bookworm to a spot perfectly in the middle of the two girls, with Wonka striding behind them as well.

 "...and the roast beef comes in three, two," he mumbled to himself.

 Tori's eyes widened. "Whoa, no way! I haven't had roast beef in years, but I don't remember it tasting this good! Wonka, I need to know how you make this gum!"

 Brooklyn chuckled nervously. "First of all, no you don't. Second, you SERIOUSLY don't know what's gonna happen?"

 The sportier girl shook her head. "No... what would that be?"

 "Oh, for God's sake, even I know what's coming!" Renee yelled.

 Between all their bickering, Thalia was chewing the gum with anticipation. One hand rested on the zipper of her handbag, the other holding it out in front of her.

 "Just wait until the blueness," she told herself.

 "...and the blueberry pie comes right about..." Wonka was still talking into his hands as he aptly predicted the upcoming events.

 Tori gasped. "My God, this is incredible! Blueberry pie! Man, if I wasn't on a diet, I'd probably eat that stuff all day!"

 "Friggin' knew it," Catherine said, smiling.

 Thalia's hand quivered on the zipper, as she chewed the gum with all her might and did her best to ignore the fact that she just bit her own tongue twice in a row.

 As expected, Tori's nose began to turn blue, and she yelled in surprise.

 "Gah! What the hell is going on?" she shouted, grabbing her nose as if the growing blue spot forming on her face was an insect.

 "...here we go," Wonka mumbled, taking his face out of his hands to watch.

 "YES!" Thalia exclaimed, unzipping her handbag and tossing it aside as she pulled out a video camera, fumbling with its power button. Wonka saw the conspiracy nut's camera the instant he looked up from his hands, but said nothing.

 Kandy, who was still clutching her food baby, rapidly switched between watching Tori and Thalia with intrigue.

 "Wow! Red-clothes lady and loud lady are turning blue!" she said with childlike wonder.

 Tori frantically began to pat herself in various places as the blue coloring spread slowly to the rest of her body.

 "This feels so weird," she griped. "What's going on?"

 On the other end of the spectrum, Thalia was ecstatic as she watched her body turn blue, finally turning the camera on and beginning to record.

 "Ah, hello, loyal fans of mine!" she said in an almost scripted fashion. "Do not adjust your monitors, for what you see is no visual trick at all! I have indeed tried the controversial 3-course-gum popularized by the Wonka name, and I plan on sending recorded proof of what happens to the many governments of the world in order to shut down the Wonka Industries brand once and for all!"

 Her grin broadened as she felt a tugging in her gut, the signal of her swelling. Tori, who was experiencing the same thing, began to panic further.

 "Oh, man, I'm so bloated," she fretted. Her stomach and butt had indeed begun to push outward against the elastic fabrics of her tracksuit, which had also turned blue along with Thalia's blouse.

 The tour group watched as the infamous gum worked its magic. While Tori reacted rather fearfully to her ballooning figure as it filled with juice, Thalia was much prouder, moving the camera around to show the many angles of her swelling.

 "As you can see, much like Violet Beauregarde of the book, films, and plays, I've begun to fill up with blueberry juice!" she documented. "My body has begun to increase in size and mass. In no more than one minute, I will have video proof that Wonka Industries is responsible for turning people, children included, into giant fruits!"

 "Wait, WHAT?" Tori shouted, overhearing the other future blueberry's comments. "I'm gonna become a giant blueberry? My figure's gonna be absolutely destroyed!"

 Thalia paused to pan the camera over to Tori. "That, loyal viewers, is a fellow blueberry-to-be on this tour of mine. She was somehow too stupid to realize the obvious, and now she's suffering for it. But back to me!"

 Sharon was observing the growth of both girls with fascination. Tori was growing much more like the 2005 Violet - starting mainly at the butt and hips and spreading to the stomach. Thalia, on the other hand, was already rounding out everywhere. It was rather interesting - did the gum have different effects on different people?

 Tori watched in horror as her already heavily swollen body began to be sucked into itself. Her once-trim legs and arms were beginning to be pulled inside the mass of her own girth, as her tracksuit top rode up her blue-skinned, bloated belly. She was beginning to grow to massive size, already having gone up a few inches in height.

 "And as you can *HIC* see," Thalia said, doing her best to hold on to the camera with her swelling arm (though soon deciding to prop it on the bulge her torso was creating as it absorbed her neck), "I've begun to grow rapidly. The *HIC-HIC* hiccups are an unexpected side effect, though only a mere *HIC* disruption from the actual problem." Her jeans button finally flew off with a loud *SNAP!*, revealing her now-blue panties.

 The non-berrified girls watched as Tori and Thalia eventually reached an equal point of growth. They began to swell all over, their limbs disappearing in their now completely spherical bodies that gurgled and groaned with insane quantities of blueberry juice. Thalia somehow managed to balance the camera on her massive body even as it continued to grow.

 Finally, with Thalia still hiccupping and talking despite Tori's cheeks having been swollen to the point of near muteness, both girls hit their limit. They had finally become fifteen-foot wide and tall blueberries, wobbling where they stood.

 "A-HA! And there you *HIC* have it!" Thalia said triumphantly to the camera, which could barely see her face as it sat atop her wobbling body. "I've completed and recorded my *HIC* full transformation! Thank you all for watching, and I'll see you next time... if I could reach the *HIC* power button!"

 The girls, seeing that the pair of berries had stopped inflating, began to approach Tori while Wonka walked up to Thalia.

 "You're like a big, blue bouncy ball!" Ally said as she prodded Tori's stomach.

 "Yeah. Where's your perfect figure now?" Renee taunted.

 Meanwhile, Thalia was busy jeering down at Wonka, who placidly folded his hands over his cane and looked up at what he could see of her.

 "Ha! You *HIC* fool, I finally have video evidence of your *HIC* crimes! Now I can take this to - NO!!!"

 The massive blueberry girl let out an ear-piercing scream as her camera finally slipped off of her globular form and crashed into the linoleum floor, no doubt broken. All the other girls walked over to Wonka as he began to speak to Thalia, leaving poor Tori alone.

 "Miss Thalia, I cannot begin to state my problems with what you've just done," he said, eerily calm.

 "What - but - I - *HIC* - no!" she screeched, bringing herself to say nothing but illegible gibberish as she pathetically flailed her sunken-in arms.

 "You've snuck forbidden devices onto the tour," Wonka continued. "You've stolen and destroyed a valuable piece of company history. And you've been caught red-handed in the act of trying to foreclose the entire factory, which I had no doubt you'd try to get away with at some point - and, of course, fail. And now you've suffered the consequences. Do you have anything to say for yourself?"

 Thalia gasped, her stomach gurgling as she did so. "You're a *HIC* MONSTER! YOU DID THIS! YOU *HIC* DID THIS!"

 Wonka chuckled. "I, Miss Thalia, did nothing. You've got absolutely nobody but yourself to blame for your current state. Now, if you'll excuse me."

 He strode over to Tori, who was weeping silently.

 "Muh fihhure," she said, her voice muffled through her swollen cheeks. "Muh wuhherhull fihhure..."

 "Miss Victoria, though you may have not seen the films or read the book before, you should still understand that when I say something is forbidden, it is forbidden. I clearly and concisely warned you against chewing the gum, and you disregarded my warnings and have paid the price. Do you have anything to say for yourself?" he asked, repeating the phrase he asked Thalia.

 "I sso ssohhee!" Tori bawled, shaking her massive body as she cried. "Ih wohh hahheh effeh ahaih! I ppohiss!"

 Wonka adjusted his hat and patted the ginormous girl's side affectionately. "I accept your apology. Unfortunately, though, the pair of you must still be juiced. So..."

 He clicked his cane five times against the linoleum floor. In an instant, two large glass tubes sprung out of the ceiling and encased each girl, much to the surprise of the rest of the tour group. Tori and Thalia, crying and hiccupping/ranting respectively, were suddenly sucked slowly into the ceiling despite their size, where they would be taken to the Juicing Room.

 "Glad to see that's taken care of. Is it really so difficult for young women to follow simple orders?" Wonka asked the others, who all shook their heads.

 "Mr. Wonka, if you don't mind me asking," Sharon suddenly asked, "why didn't you sing to them first?"

 The businessman laughed. "My dear, there's already been several versions of the 'girl becomes a blueberry by chewing gum' song! Why waste the time and breath to perform it once more?"

 "Well," she replied, "because there were two of them?"

 "That is true," Wonka said, winking. "But we've got a lot more factory to get through, even still! If any of you are still interested in continuing WITHOUT breaking rules, follow me!"

 He began marching to the next awaiting set of double doors, the eight remaining girls following behind him.