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Here's a fun story I wrote out inspired by this picture. Just started writing, and... well, I gotta say, I had lots of fun with it. ^_^

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  Chilling in her bedroom on a warm summer’s day, Cassidy laid on her bed as she flipped through her phone for the latest trend. Her blue jean covered legs stretched across her bed, ending in her exposed feet, as lighter-skinned as the rest of her. Her black cropped tank top had seen better days, the pink rabbit on the front mostly disintegrated from years of washing, and the one strap was broken. Her long blond hair lazily covered her right eye while the rest draped down around her onto her pillow and blanket. Her blue eyes scanned the current contents of her blue phone as her mind searched for something new.

  And in just a moment, those eyes opened up, as she saw something she just had to have: a topless top! Her mouth curled at the sight of such a product: she just had to have it.

  “Heck yeah, wait til I show Mom this,” she said with a confident smile as she hopped off her bed and into the rest of her messy bedroom, her toes carefully and delicately bypassing the clothing and chocolate bar wrappers that dotted the floor as she made her way to the door. She swung it open as she exited her private pen of peace and into the short hallway leading to the bathroom, her parent’s bedroom, and the dining area.

  “Mom, ya gotta see thi-”

  But as she walked, she noticed the dark green carpeted floor felt funny. It was kinda spongy, like some sort of rubber, but not rubber, something more porous, and a bit warm. The curious texture under her feet was oddly familiar, but she couldn’t place it.

  “What the?” Cassidy said, her eyes quizzically looking at the floor, wondering why her senses were acting up. She looked at the old off-white wall of the hallway, and out of curiosity, touched it as well. It felt just the same! A smooth, warm, squishy surface despite it still resembling a wall.

  “Umm… Mom, does the floor feel odd to you?” she asked, doing her best to stay calm as she approached the doorway to the dining area, grabbing the doorframe as if to help speed her progress. It, too, felt the same, though she noticed it prominently squished a bit under her fingers. “Mom?”

  Cassidy stood at the doorway and looked into the kitchen. While the hallway felt oddly smooth, the dining room looked it! The table’s edges were rounded off while its wooden legs morphed into the tan linoleum floor, which creeped up into the darker wooden walls, textures blending together, the line between floor and wall blurring. The cabinet that normally held some of their finer dishware was almost completely enclosed and smoothed over, the glass gone as the cabinet merged into the floor. And sitting at an equally changed chair was her mom, who looked over at her.

  The forty-five year old mother shared the same lighter skin tone as her daughter, though her hair was a dirty blonde that extended down to the middle of her back. She wore only a simple black dress that held up her generous bust but was too short to cover her knees. Her mature, brown eyes and pleasant smile suggested that either she wasn’t aware of what was going on around her, or that she was at ease with it.

  “Hey, Cassidy!” Cassidy’s mom greeted, her voice indeed suggesting she was taking this all pretty well.

  “Umm… Mom, what’s happening?” Cassidy said, her voice quivering as she continued to play it cool, despite being weirded out by everything around her. Caution creeping in, she held her arms to her body as she stepped closer to her mom. Her eyes darted around, watching as the room kept changing, morphing.

  “Oh! I should have told you, I’m trying out this new coffee I got from down the street,” she said, holding up a white mug filled with coffee. “They said it’d make things interesting, and just after a few sips, I can certainly see what they mean!”

  “They? Who’s they?”

  “Some… not sure what gender they really were, to be honest,” Cassidy’s mom chuckled as she drank a bit more of her coffee. “A snake-haired dragon clerk who said this… oooh…”

  Cassidy’s mom seized up, her face locked into what looked like a spike of minor… pleasure?

  “Mom?” Cassidy quickly asked.

  “Oh… oh!” Cassidy’s mom moaned, her neck suddenly swelling up, before it quickly pushed out into a long, thick, foot-long neck. And as it did that, her mom’s hair seemed to just vanish, while her head spontaneously morphed into a rounded, smooth head-like shape. Her eyes and nose were missing, but she still possessed a mouth on the slight muzzle she now had, while her ears had almost morphed into two round, floppy horn-like protrusions from the edges of her head.

  “Mom!” Cassidy called out, her eyes flashing with concern. “Are you okay?”

  “Oh, Cassidy, this feels great!” her mom purred before sticking her newly enlarged tentacle tongue into the coffee and sucking up the last remaining amount. And as she did, the colour of everything changed. The walls, the floor, the table. It all switched over to the very familiar thing Cassidy had been wracking her brain over as to what it was: skin. Skin and flesh! Their house, or at least this section, was being converted into some sort of living flesh.

  But as odd as this was, something about it felt… unusually delightful for Cassidy. To feel so much skin under her feet was almost as zany as seeing that topless top on the Internet. Still, to see her mom’s head turn into whatever it was was… strange.

  “Want a sip?” Cassidy’s mom looked over at her, still somehow able to see. She stood up and strolled over towards her daughter. Cassidy was now taking a few steps back as her changed mother approached her.

  “Err… you finished it, didn’t you?”

  Cassidy’s mom let out a tender chuckle. “Indeed I did,” she said, before sticking out her long tongue, a fat worm of an appendage with a small hole at the tip of it. Presumably where the coffee had gone. Cassidy took a few more steps back, a half-smile forming across her face.

  “Thanks Mom, but I’ll pass for now,” she said as she stepped back into the hallway and made her way back into her room.

  Closing the door felt weird, given how the handle and the door itself were made out of peach-coloured flesh, and thus swung and closed a bit more heavily yet softly than before. But even stranger was seeing just how her room looked after this conversion! The blanket on her bed resembled a fleshy kangaroo pouch attached to the big mat of fat which was her mattress. Her desk, chair and dresser had been similarly changed, yet it looked like she could still pull out the now-fleshy drawers out from the dresser, unlike the cabinet in the dining room which had been merged shut. And all the litter on the floor was gone, just smooth skin under her feet.

  Her heart racing with befuddled wonderment, Cassidy decided to give in to the situation, walking over and jumping onto her new bed. She landed on it with a soft plop, swaying slightly under her like a water bed.

  “I could get used to this,” she said with a bit of a smile, pressing her fingers and toes into the skin of her bed as she adjusted her head’s position on the now-organic pillow. Closing her eyes, she relaxed her body and tried to enjoy her new strange bed. And it seemed to work, her body starting to sink in like memory foam. But she didn’t stop, and her body began slowly being sucked into her bed, the flesh and fat morphing over her body and clothes until only her head poked out, resting quietly on her pillow. She let out a few pleased breaths as this occurred, not fully aware of where her body had gone.

  After a few more moments, she decided to give her arms a stretch. It took some effort to wake them up, but she was soon able to bring them out from the bed and held them up in the air. Opening her eyes, she was surprised to see feet on the end of her arms.

  “Woah,” she muttered in astonishment, wiggling her toes experimentally as she scanned over her relocated feet. “That’s pretty weird.” Then she looked down and saw the predicament of the rest of her body. “Oh… that’s… even weirder.”

  Planting her feethands onto the fleshy bed, she pushed into it to free up more of her body. As she pushed, the flesh of the bed seemed to be directly morphed to her, its skin stretching up as more of her torso tried to reveal itself. Eventually, the bed morphed back, at long last revealing a now-flattened chest, though her belly button remained.

  “Aw, I liked those,” Cassidy admitted as she stared at the flat space on her chest where her sufficiently developed breasts used to be located. In spite of her loss, her heart raced faster as the urge to free herself from her own bed grew, anxious to see what else may have happened to her. Pressing down once more with her feethands, she kept pushing herself out bit by bit as the bed gave her up. After a moment of rest, she gave one last big push before the bed decided to just let her go, her lower body flying free of its fleshy stasis. But as relief grew within Cassidy, a quick study of her lower body brought on a surge of confused wonder within her. As she looked up at her own upper body, joined to her at their shared belly.

  “What the? Why…”

  “Am I looking at… oh!” the new upper body said as she realized what was going on. “I’m a duplicate of you, except I still have my hands and breasts.”

  “Yeah, what’s up with that?” Cassidy said.

  “Dunno, but maybe let’s try to make us a bit more normal. Since you have feet for hands, how about you become the lower body,” suggested New Cassidy.

  “What?! Hey! I didn’t ask to have feet for hands and no boobs!”

  “Ech, we’re the same person, so it doesn’t matter in the end,” New Cassidy contemplated as she swung her old self to the edge of the bed. And as she did, Cassidy’s arms bulked up with extra muscle as the bones within reshaped to be more fitting for a pair of legs to more properly use those feet of hers. “Now, let’s give this a try. Hope you’re ready.”

  Before Cassidy could say anything, they pushed themselves off the bed, standing up on the legs as if they’d had them since they were born. And as they did, Cassidy felt her neck twist her head up into a pair of swelling masses of fat: a butt. She tried to protest, but her mouth didn’t quite function as her head was absorbed into the jiggling mass of her new butt. She was only thankful that she was still herself, as she felt this portion of her conscience slip up into her new head as the transformation completed. She was normal again! Except for one issue…
Her lower body was on backwards.

  “Oops!” Cassidy exclaimed as she looked back down at herself, noticing that she could see her rounded-out butt too easily, and that her legs and feet were neither facing nor moving the right direction. “This isn’t going to work well. Umm, let’s see.”

  She grabbed at her waist, her fingers merging into her skin as she pressed them in, as she attempted to twist her upper body around. But her fingers didn’t unfuse as she was thinking they would, remaining stuck in place as her upper body and arms twisted around, merging into one another as Cassidy corrected her body’s forward facing. She was back to normal again, except…

  Her arms were missing.

  “Dammit, that wasn’t supposed to happen!” she cursed, growing more annoyed at these inconveniences. She stretched her head from side to side to look at the smooth stumps of where her arms should be coming out from. Her lips shifted to the side, tapping her right foot gently as she contemplated what to do, before taking a seat at her desk. As she mused over her predicament, she felt the chair’s flesh intermingle with the backs of her legs and butt. Her thought processes ceased as she recognized what was about to happen.

  The four legged chair merged up into Cassidy, the front legs morphing with her normal pair, while the back legs reshaped into a new pair of human legs coming out from her butt, her hips adjusting to the new appendages and positioning each leg to better support the body and to allow for proper locomotion. Meanwhile, the seat and back of the chair’s fleshy mass flowed up through Cassidy and into her bust, filling out her breasts with gooey and liquidy mass until they swelled to the size of watermelons, hanging off her chest like a pair of pillowy balloons.

  As her breasts swelled up, Cassidy could only moan from the intense, pleasurable feeling of them growing large, more nerves to fire and relay, more flesh to feel. And then she felt a sudden spike in her nipples, as they blew up into foot-long, inch-thick rods of delight, bobbing up and down from the slight motion of Cassidy as she felt the changes occur. But as good as this felt, she noticed one thing didn’t happen: her arms were still missing.

  “Mmmmm, shoot, if only my chair had arms,” she jokingly mused as she twisted her body to get a good look at her changes. Especially her new legs and how the four of them jutted out from her body at ninety degree angles from one another, taking away the very butt that she had become just a minute ago. As her neck stretched longer - about a flexible foot to let her get a better look at her body - Cassidy noticed something peculiar about her three new groins: they all contained vulvas.

  Her face flushed red at the thought of having so many private parts to play with. Even more so when she realized she had no easy means to do that given her current lack of arms. Determined to experience something at the very least, her thoughts darted through her eyes, looking for a way to make this happen. Thinking about what happened to her when she laid on her bed and sat on the chair, a confident smirk appeared on her face as she decided to replicate those actions. But this time, she decided to go hardcore. This time, rather than touch an object, she lifted one leg and stomped into the floor, the bottom of her foot slamming into the flesh, sinking in by a few centimeters, before the edges of it started to fuse into the smooth fleshy floor. Pushing down on it, she watched with glee as her whole foot was consumed by the floor. She lifted her leg to make sure it was firmly stuck. It was.

  Smiling with satisfaction at her success, she proceeded to do the same to her other three legs, pressing them into the floor until she was completely fixed. Closing her eyes, she imagined what she wanted in her head, hoping that by mentally praying the powers that were influencing her would answer and bestow to her what she desired. The submerged portions of her legs started to tingle with that familiar feeling of change, and it spread up them too. Opening her eyes, she looked down and saw, and felt, her legs pumping mass from the floor up to her upper legs, filling them up with muscle hidden under a smooth, cylindrical form that her legs started to take on.

  “Yessss,” she said with glee as her legs reformed into her very desire. As she felt the developments form about her lower leg and what used to be her feet, she started to tug on her legs to bring them out and expose her eyes to their new glory. Now a willing subject of the flesh realm her house had become, they came out with smooth liquid ease, their round forms coming out by an extra two feet, as Cassidy pulled out from the flesh her four thick tentacles. They lacked any sort of suction cups, and were simply just large tendrils of flesh that she could manipulate with great ease.

  “Heck yes,” she cheered with a premeditory calm as her eyes gazed at her front tentacles, holding them up, twisting them around, seeing how she could bend them. “Now to put these to good use.”

  As she lowered her tentacles to embrace a long moment of pleasure, she shook her head.

  “What… just what am I doing?” she said, as if snapping herself to reality. “I’m... I should be trying to get my arms back, not play with myself.” She shook her head again, smirking sarcastically as her thoughts returned to what’s important: getting her arms back. “Maybe I can try to relocate one of these… or you know what?”

  She stared at the cause of all this: her bed. Propelling herself with her four powerful tentacles, she hoisted herself up onto that fatty mattress and plopped her body almost right where she previously was. Not quite used to her larger bust and odd locomotion, she ended up falling face first into her pillow, which wasted no time absorbing her face and head, much to her annoyance. The same soon followed with her body, as it fused to the bed like it did before, before all of her was swallowed up into it once again.

  A few minutes passed as the bed gurgled and wiggled from the changes taking place inside it. Eventually, almost without warning, it’s surface stretched up as something attempted to pierce through the morphic skin. The skin finally peeled back to reveal a pair of arms! And just below them, a human head adorned by long blond hair. Cassidy was back, and this time she finally had her arms!

  But her revival was cut short as she attempted to step out, falling face first onto the floor with a loud “Ooomph!”

  Her lower body wasn’t so successful, now a long tendril of flesh, like a scaleless snake’s body. As if the bed didn’t want her anymore, her lower body seemed to get pushed out and piled up on the bed, a good eight feet of length. She attempted to push herself back up, but her face was stuck to the floor!

  “Dammit!” she cursed in her head, pushing on the floor with her hands a bit harder, hoping they too wouldn’t end up fusing into it. After some good effort, she was successful, flinging her head up from the exerted force, vision once again returning to her eyes! And with a quick feel with her left hand, she learned that the rest of it was still normal! She let out a long sigh of relief.

  “Well, at least I’ve got arms again, so I think that-” she said as she looked at her serpentine lower body, “-is a pretty good tradeoff.” She looked to her door, and slithered over, whipping it wide open as she rushed down the hallway towards the dining room. Enough games. She needed to see her mom.

  Who was sitting exactly where she was when this first started, her body also still the same, human save for that blind, bulbous head of hers. She looked up at Cassidy and smiled.

  “Oh my, looks like you’ve been having fun enjoying all this,” she said as she noticed her daughter’s lower body.

  “Ha, tell me about it,” Cassidy replied, her expression a mix of amusement and annoyance. “This is pretty… crazy, but… fun. And…” she blushed as admittance started to manifest upon her tongue, “I’m feeling a bit tired, and could use some of that coffee now.”

  Her mom’s smile grew wide, as she stood up and walked over to her daughter. “I’m so glad you’ve come to enjoy what’s been brought to us. Here,” she said, before sticking out her tentacle tongue and motioning it towards Cassidy’s mouth. Staring at it for a moment with an excited smirk, Cassidy opened her mouth, instantly inviting the tentacle into her, which proceeded to pump it’s contents into her.

  The effects were as instantaneous as they were with her mother. Cassidy’s face ballooned up into that rounded muzzle look her mother had, complete with her nostrils and eyes being absorbed into the mass as her ears inflated into rounded, fleshy protrusions. Her neck elongated and thickened, as she drank down the coffee, growing by a foot as well. But this time, the changes didn’t stop with her head. Rather, they continued all the way to the opposite end of her body, as the tip of her tail inflated and warped into an exact copy of Cassidy’s head, smiling with glee as Cassidy looked around with her new head. But her mother still wasn’t finished, as her tongue pumped a few more millilitres into her daughter.

  Cassidy moaned as the changes continued, loving every second of it. Her arms shuddered as they pumped up with additional mass, their bones reforming into a spine as her hands and fingers merged into themselves and bulked up into more copies of her own head. And that generous bust she always enjoyed soon took on a mind of their own, both breasts opening their mouths as they morphed into two more copies of Cassidy’s curious visage. In total, the young serpentine woman now possessed six heads, five more than her comparatively normal mother.

  “Heck yes, I’m… there’s so many of me now!” Cassidy exclaimed as she took in her environment through all six of her blind-appearing heads. “And I feel so… warm and tender.”

  Her mother chuckled, before giving her daughter a hug, who returned the favour with her serpentine arms. After a moment, she pulled her head away and looked at her daughter.

  “This is the delight to be had of those who partake in this wondrous gift,” her mother said, almost in an otherworldy tone before she glomped her daughter, the two of them falling to the floor in an intense hug as the mother gave her daughter a big kiss on the lips. An act that would last much longer as they fused together, their flesh merging and morphing, the mother’s black dress being lost to the universal process taking place. Heads and limbs fused together and morphed in and out from the potato bag which was their transforming body, as it attempted to configure itself into something new.

  After a few more moments of pleasurable struggle and delight, their mass finally began to take on its final form. The majority of it smoothened out into a thick long mass, similar to Cassidy’s lower body, albeit much larger. And from the end of that shot out seven large serpentine heads, long-necked versions of the mother and daughter’s transformed visages. All of them smiling, looking at one another and their body, a literal serpentine hydra of the flesh.

  “Such a good feeling,” they said as they looked at one another and proceeded to slap themselves onto one another’s lips, kissing passionately and tenderly. Amidst their sensual actions, a thought crossed their mind, manifesting as playful smiles on their eyeless faces. “We should share this with everyone else. Yeeessss.”

  And in their bliss, they waited for the rest of the family to come home for the evening, and share with them the wondrous gift that coffee had brought them. It tasted really good.

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Here's a fun story I wrote out inspired by this picture. Just started writing, and... well, I gotta say, I had lots of fun with it. ^_^

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  Chilling in her bedroom on a warm summer’s day, Cassidy laid on her bed as she flipped through her phone for the latest trend. Her blue jean covered legs stretched across her bed, ending in her exposed feet, as lighter-skinned as the rest of her. Her black cropped tank top had seen better days, the pink rabbit on the front mostly disintegrated from years of washing, and the one strap was broken. Her long blond hair lazily covered her right eye while the rest draped down around her onto her pillow and blanket. Her blue eyes scanned the current contents of her blue phone as her mind searched for something new.

  And in just a moment, those eyes opened up, as she saw something she just had to have: a topless top! Her mouth curled at the sight of such a product: she just had to have it.

  “Heck yeah, wait til I show Mom this,” she said with a confident smile as she hopped off her bed and into the rest of her messy bedroom, her toes carefully and delicately bypassing the clothing and chocolate bar wrappers that dotted the floor as she made her way to the door. She swung it open as she exited her private pen of peace and into the short hallway leading to the bathroom, her parent’s bedroom, and the dining area.

  “Mom, ya gotta see thi-”

  But as she walked, she noticed the dark green carpeted floor felt funny. It was kinda spongy, like some sort of rubber, but not rubber, something more porous, and a bit warm. The curious texture under her feet was oddly familiar, but she couldn’t place it.

  “What the?” Cassidy said, her eyes quizzically looking at the floor, wondering why her senses were acting up. She looked at the old off-white wall of the hallway, and out of curiosity, touched it as well. It felt just the same! A smooth, warm, squishy surface despite it still resembling a wall.

  “Umm… Mom, does the floor feel odd to you?” she asked, doing her best to stay calm as she approached the doorway to the dining area, grabbing the doorframe as if to help speed her progress. It, too, felt the same, though she noticed it prominently squished a bit under her fingers. “Mom?”

  Cassidy stood at the doorway and looked into the kitchen. While the hallway felt oddly smooth, the dining room looked it! The table’s edges were rounded off while its wooden legs morphed into the tan linoleum floor, which creeped up into the darker wooden walls, textures blending together, the line between floor and wall blurring. The cabinet that normally held some of their finer dishware was almost completely enclosed and smoothed over, the glass gone as the cabinet merged into the floor. And sitting at an equally changed chair was her mom, who looked over at her.

  The forty-five year old mother shared the same lighter skin tone as her daughter, though her hair was a dirty blonde that extended down to the middle of her back. She wore only a simple black dress that held up her generous bust but was too short to cover her knees. Her mature, brown eyes and pleasant smile suggested that either she wasn’t aware of what was going on around her, or that she was at ease with it.

  “Hey, Cassidy!” Cassidy’s mom greeted, her voice indeed suggesting she was taking this all pretty well.

  “Umm… Mom, what’s happening?” Cassidy said, her voice quivering as she continued to play it cool, despite being weirded out by everything around her. Caution creeping in, she held her arms to her body as she stepped closer to her mom. Her eyes darted around, watching as the room kept changing, morphing.

  “Oh! I should have told you, I’m trying out this new coffee I got from down the street,” she said, holding up a white mug filled with coffee. “They said it’d make things interesting, and just after a few sips, I can certainly see what they mean!”

  “They? Who’s they?”

  “Some… not sure what gender they really were, to be honest,” Cassidy’s mom chuckled as she drank a bit more of her coffee. “A snake-haired dragon clerk who said this… oooh…”

  Cassidy’s mom seized up, her face locked into what looked like a spike of minor… pleasure?

  “Mom?” Cassidy quickly asked.

  “Oh… oh!” Cassidy’s mom moaned, her neck suddenly swelling up, before it quickly pushed out into a long, thick, foot-long neck. And as it did that, her mom’s hair seemed to just vanish, while her head spontaneously morphed into a rounded, smooth head-like shape. Her eyes and nose were missing, but she still possessed a mouth on the slight muzzle she now had, while her ears had almost morphed into two round, floppy horn-like protrusions from the edges of her head.

  “Mom!” Cassidy called out, her eyes flashing with concern. “Are you okay?”

  “Oh, Cassidy, this feels great!” her mom purred before sticking her newly enlarged tentacle tongue into the coffee and sucking up the last remaining amount. And as she did, the colour of everything changed. The walls, the floor, the table. It all switched over to the very familiar thing Cassidy had been wracking her brain over as to what it was: skin. Skin and flesh! Their house, or at least this section, was being converted into some sort of living flesh.

  But as odd as this was, something about it felt… unusually delightful for Cassidy. To feel so much skin under her feet was almost as zany as seeing that topless top on the Internet. Still, to see her mom’s head turn into whatever it was was… strange.

  “Want a sip?” Cassidy’s mom looked over at her, still somehow able to see. She stood up and strolled over towards her daughter. Cassidy was now taking a few steps back as her changed mother approached her.

  “Err… you finished it, didn’t you?”

  Cassidy’s mom let out a tender chuckle. “Indeed I did,” she said, before sticking out her long tongue, a fat worm of an appendage with a small hole at the tip of it. Presumably where the coffee had gone. Cassidy took a few more steps back, a half-smile forming across her face.

  “Thanks Mom, but I’ll pass for now,” she said as she stepped back into the hallway and made her way back into her room.

  Closing the door felt weird, given how the handle and the door itself were made out of peach-coloured flesh, and thus swung and closed a bit more heavily yet softly than before. But even stranger was seeing just how her room looked after this conversion! The blanket on her bed resembled a fleshy kangaroo pouch attached to the big mat of fat which was her mattress. Her desk, chair and dresser had been similarly changed, yet it looked like she could still pull out the now-fleshy drawers out from the dresser, unlike the cabinet in the dining room which had been merged shut. And all the litter on the floor was gone, just smooth skin under her feet.

  Her heart racing with befuddled wonderment, Cassidy decided to give in to the situation, walking over and jumping onto her new bed. She landed on it with a soft plop, swaying slightly under her like a water bed.

  “I could get used to this,” she said with a bit of a smile, pressing her fingers and toes into the skin of her bed as she adjusted her head’s position on the now-organic pillow. Closing her eyes, she relaxed her body and tried to enjoy her new strange bed. And it seemed to work, her body starting to sink in like memory foam. But she didn’t stop, and her body began slowly being sucked into her bed, the flesh and fat morphing over her body and clothes until only her head poked out, resting quietly on her pillow. She let out a few pleased breaths as this occurred, not fully aware of where her body had gone.

  After a few more moments, she decided to give her arms a stretch. It took some effort to wake them up, but she was soon able to bring them out from the bed and held them up in the air. Opening her eyes, she was surprised to see feet on the end of her arms.

  “Woah,” she muttered in astonishment, wiggling her toes experimentally as she scanned over her relocated feet. “That’s pretty weird.” Then she looked down and saw the predicament of the rest of her body. “Oh… that’s… even weirder.”

  Planting her feethands onto the fleshy bed, she pushed into it to free up more of her body. As she pushed, the flesh of the bed seemed to be directly morphed to her, its skin stretching up as more of her torso tried to reveal itself. Eventually, the bed morphed back, at long last revealing a now-flattened chest, though her belly button remained.

  “Aw, I liked those,” Cassidy admitted as she stared at the flat space on her chest where her sufficiently developed breasts used to be located. In spite of her loss, her heart raced faster as the urge to free herself from her own bed grew, anxious to see what else may have happened to her. Pressing down once more with her feethands, she kept pushing herself out bit by bit as the bed gave her up. After a moment of rest, she gave one last big push before the bed decided to just let her go, her lower body flying free of its fleshy stasis. But as relief grew within Cassidy, a quick study of her lower body brought on a surge of confused wonder within her. As she looked up at her own upper body, joined to her at their shared belly.

  “What the? Why…”

  “Am I looking at… oh!” the new upper body said as she realized what was going on. “I’m a duplicate of you, except I still have my hands and breasts.”

  “Yeah, what’s up with that?” Cassidy said.

  “Dunno, but maybe let’s try to make us a bit more normal. Since you have feet for hands, how about you become the lower body,” suggested New Cassidy.

  “What?! Hey! I didn’t ask to have feet for hands and no boobs!”

  “Ech, we’re the same person, so it doesn’t matter in the end,” New Cassidy contemplated as she swung her old self to the edge of the bed. And as she did, Cassidy’s arms bulked up with extra muscle as the bones within reshaped to be more fitting for a pair of legs to more properly use those feet of hers. “Now, let’s give this a try. Hope you’re ready.”

  Before Cassidy could say anything, they pushed themselves off the bed, standing up on the legs as if they’d had them since they were born. And as they did, Cassidy felt her neck twist her head up into a pair of swelling masses of fat: a butt. She tried to protest, but her mouth didn’t quite function as her head was absorbed into the jiggling mass of her new butt. She was only thankful that she was still herself, as she felt this portion of her conscience slip up into her new head as the transformation completed. She was normal again! Except for one issue…
Her lower body was on backwards.

  “Oops!” Cassidy exclaimed as she looked back down at herself, noticing that she could see her rounded-out butt too easily, and that her legs and feet were neither facing nor moving the right direction. “This isn’t going to work well. Umm, let’s see.”

  She grabbed at her waist, her fingers merging into her skin as she pressed them in, as she attempted to twist her upper body around. But her fingers didn’t unfuse as she was thinking they would, remaining stuck in place as her upper body and arms twisted around, merging into one another as Cassidy corrected her body’s forward facing. She was back to normal again, except…

  Her arms were missing.

  “Dammit, that wasn’t supposed to happen!” she cursed, growing more annoyed at these inconveniences. She stretched her head from side to side to look at the smooth stumps of where her arms should be coming out from. Her lips shifted to the side, tapping her right foot gently as she contemplated what to do, before taking a seat at her desk. As she mused over her predicament, she felt the chair’s flesh intermingle with the backs of her legs and butt. Her thought processes ceased as she recognized what was about to happen.

  The four legged chair merged up into Cassidy, the front legs morphing with her normal pair, while the back legs reshaped into a new pair of human legs coming out from her butt, her hips adjusting to the new appendages and positioning each leg to better support the body and to allow for proper locomotion. Meanwhile, the seat and back of the chair’s fleshy mass flowed up through Cassidy and into her bust, filling out her breasts with gooey and liquidy mass until they swelled to the size of watermelons, hanging off her chest like a pair of pillowy balloons.

  As her breasts swelled up, Cassidy could only moan from the intense, pleasurable feeling of them growing large, more nerves to fire and relay, more flesh to feel. And then she felt a sudden spike in her nipples, as they blew up into foot-long, inch-thick rods of delight, bobbing up and down from the slight motion of Cassidy as she felt the changes occur. But as good as this felt, she noticed one thing didn’t happen: her arms were still missing.

  “Mmmmm, shoot, if only my chair had arms,” she jokingly mused as she twisted her body to get a good look at her changes. Especially her new legs and how the four of them jutted out from her body at ninety degree angles from one another, taking away the very butt that she had become just a minute ago. As her neck stretched longer - about a flexible foot to let her get a better look at her body - Cassidy noticed something peculiar about her three new groins: they all contained vulvas.

  Her face flushed red at the thought of having so many private parts to play with. Even more so when she realized she had no easy means to do that given her current lack of arms. Determined to experience something at the very least, her thoughts darted through her eyes, looking for a way to make this happen. Thinking about what happened to her when she laid on her bed and sat on the chair, a confident smirk appeared on her face as she decided to replicate those actions. But this time, she decided to go hardcore. This time, rather than touch an object, she lifted one leg and stomped into the floor, the bottom of her foot slamming into the flesh, sinking in by a few centimeters, before the edges of it started to fuse into the smooth fleshy floor. Pushing down on it, she watched with glee as her whole foot was consumed by the floor. She lifted her leg to make sure it was firmly stuck. It was.

  Smiling with satisfaction at her success, she proceeded to do the same to her other three legs, pressing them into the floor until she was completely fixed. Closing her eyes, she imagined what she wanted in her head, hoping that by mentally praying the powers that were influencing her would answer and bestow to her what she desired. The submerged portions of her legs started to tingle with that familiar feeling of change, and it spread up them too. Opening her eyes, she looked down and saw, and felt, her legs pumping mass from the floor up to her upper legs, filling them up with muscle hidden under a smooth, cylindrical form that her legs started to take on.

  “Yessss,” she said with glee as her legs reformed into her very desire. As she felt the developments form about her lower leg and what used to be her feet, she started to tug on her legs to bring them out and expose her eyes to their new glory. Now a willing subject of the flesh realm her house had become, they came out with smooth liquid ease, their round forms coming out by an extra two feet, as Cassidy pulled out from the flesh her four thick tentacles. They lacked any sort of suction cups, and were simply just large tendrils of flesh that she could manipulate with great ease.

  “Heck yes,” she cheered with a premeditory calm as her eyes gazed at her front tentacles, holding them up, twisting them around, seeing how she could bend them. “Now to put these to good use.”

  As she lowered her tentacles to embrace a long moment of pleasure, she shook her head.

  “What… just what am I doing?” she said, as if snapping herself to reality. “I’m... I should be trying to get my arms back, not play with myself.” She shook her head again, smirking sarcastically as her thoughts returned to what’s important: getting her arms back. “Maybe I can try to relocate one of these… or you know what?”

  She stared at the cause of all this: her bed. Propelling herself with her four powerful tentacles, she hoisted herself up onto that fatty mattress and plopped her body almost right where she previously was. Not quite used to her larger bust and odd locomotion, she ended up falling face first into her pillow, which wasted no time absorbing her face and head, much to her annoyance. The same soon followed with her body, as it fused to the bed like it did before, before all of her was swallowed up into it once again.

  A few minutes passed as the bed gurgled and wiggled from the changes taking place inside it. Eventually, almost without warning, it’s surface stretched up as something attempted to pierce through the morphic skin. The skin finally peeled back to reveal a pair of arms! And just below them, a human head adorned by long blond hair. Cassidy was back, and this time she finally had her arms!

  But her revival was cut short as she attempted to step out, falling face first onto the floor with a loud “Ooomph!”

  Her lower body wasn’t so successful, now a long tendril of flesh, like a scaleless snake’s body. As if the bed didn’t want her anymore, her lower body seemed to get pushed out and piled up on the bed, a good eight feet of length. She attempted to push herself back up, but her face was stuck to the floor!

  “Dammit!” she cursed in her head, pushing on the floor with her hands a bit harder, hoping they too wouldn’t end up fusing into it. After some good effort, she was successful, flinging her head up from the exerted force, vision once again returning to her eyes! And with a quick feel with her left hand, she learned that the rest of it was still normal! She let out a long sigh of relief.

  “Well, at least I’ve got arms again, so I think that-” she said as she looked at her serpentine lower body, “-is a pretty good tradeoff.” She looked to her door, and slithered over, whipping it wide open as she rushed down the hallway towards the dining room. Enough games. She needed to see her mom.

  Who was sitting exactly where she was when this first started, her body also still the same, human save for that blind, bulbous head of hers. She looked up at Cassidy and smiled.

  “Oh my, looks like you’ve been having fun enjoying all this,” she said as she noticed her daughter’s lower body.

  “Ha, tell me about it,” Cassidy replied, her expression a mix of amusement and annoyance. “This is pretty… crazy, but… fun. And…” she blushed as admittance started to manifest upon her tongue, “I’m feeling a bit tired, and could use some of that coffee now.”

  Her mom’s smile grew wide, as she stood up and walked over to her daughter. “I’m so glad you’ve come to enjoy what’s been brought to us. Here,” she said, before sticking out her tentacle tongue and motioning it towards Cassidy’s mouth. Staring at it for a moment with an excited smirk, Cassidy opened her mouth, instantly inviting the tentacle into her, which proceeded to pump it’s contents into her.

  The effects were as instantaneous as they were with her mother. Cassidy’s face ballooned up into that rounded muzzle look her mother had, complete with her nostrils and eyes being absorbed into the mass as her ears inflated into rounded, fleshy protrusions. Her neck elongated and thickened, as she drank down the coffee, growing by a foot as well. But this time, the changes didn’t stop with her head. Rather, they continued all the way to the opposite end of her body, as the tip of her tail inflated and warped into an exact copy of Cassidy’s head, smiling with glee as Cassidy looked around with her new head. But her mother still wasn’t finished, as her tongue pumped a few more millilitres into her daughter.

  Cassidy moaned as the changes continued, loving every second of it. Her arms shuddered as they pumped up with additional mass, their bones reforming into a spine as her hands and fingers merged into themselves and bulked up into more copies of her own head. And that generous bust she always enjoyed soon took on a mind of their own, both breasts opening their mouths as they morphed into two more copies of Cassidy’s curious visage. In total, the young serpentine woman now possessed six heads, five more than her comparatively normal mother.

  “Heck yes, I’m… there’s so many of me now!” Cassidy exclaimed as she took in her environment through all six of her blind-appearing heads. “And I feel so… warm and tender.”

  Her mother chuckled, before giving her daughter a hug, who returned the favour with her serpentine arms. After a moment, she pulled her head away and looked at her daughter.

  “This is the delight to be had of those who partake in this wondrous gift,” her mother said, almost in an otherworldy tone before she glomped her daughter, the two of them falling to the floor in an intense hug as the mother gave her daughter a big kiss on the lips. An act that would last much longer as they fused together, their flesh merging and morphing, the mother’s black dress being lost to the universal process taking place. Heads and limbs fused together and morphed in and out from the potato bag which was their transforming body, as it attempted to configure itself into something new.

  After a few more moments of pleasurable struggle and delight, their mass finally began to take on its final form. The majority of it smoothened out into a thick long mass, similar to Cassidy’s lower body, albeit much larger. And from the end of that shot out seven large serpentine heads, long-necked versions of the mother and daughter’s transformed visages. All of them smiling, looking at one another and their body, a literal serpentine hydra of the flesh.

  “Such a good feeling,” they said as they looked at one another and proceeded to slap themselves onto one another’s lips, kissing passionately and tenderly. Amidst their sensual actions, a thought crossed their mind, manifesting as playful smiles on their eyeless faces. “We should share this with everyone else. Yeeessss.”

  And in their bliss, they waited for the rest of the family to come home for the evening, and share with them the wondrous gift that coffee had brought them. It tasted really good.