As you sit up you noticed light coming in from your blinds. You had been passed out all night, but strangely you still had the torso of an African woman in a black dress, and the legs of a Mexican girl. This was odd to you since if it was morning the changes should have worn off. Still, you couldn’t complain. You started grabbing your breasts and leaning back in your chair moaning when you noticed something else strange. Your laptop with the Chronivac was now on a white vanity mirror surrounded by make up.
Looking around your room you noticed more discrepancies. Your bed was a new design. All four of you walls were painted different colors, with different styles of posters on each. And to top it all off, Your dresser had three different style of drawers.
You stop playing with your body and look down at the Chronivac. The time limit on the changes read: 00:00:00:00:00:00.
The changes had worn off, but you were still a combination of the two women from the random dance last night. This can only mean one thing. Your ebony hand drifted closer to your Latino crotch as the idea was turning you on.
Somehow you had permanently fused with the two women from last night, and to make it all the better. Reality had altered to were you were always a combination of your head, a Mexican beauties legs, and an African bombshells torso and arms.
The idea of being one with these two random women forever was so intoxicating you took off the combination prom dress so you could view your new permanent body all the better.
You could see clear as day were one body ended and another began.
Your cute dainty pink painted feet moved up to your sexy smooth tan legs, your large Latino ass and shaved crotch only to end abruptly at the waist and turn into a new woman with dark sun kissed skin, her toned midriff possessing the hint of abs surrounding your navel, the jumbo D cups that didn’t sag at all and your freshly manicured nails painted the same pink as your toes, your smooth brown shoulders leading to your own pail head on this wonderful body of two people.
You hugged your self your brown nipples turning hard from your arousal and your smooth tan crotch dripping wet staining your chair. You didn’t want to part with this mixed race body for anything. You would take care of it with all your being and enjoy it until you die.
“Jeffinella!” you hear your mom cry from down stairs. “Breakfast!”
You guessed that was your new name. A combination of your name and two other peoples. And no one but you knew!!
You went through your three different styled dresser till you found something to wear.
A black bra visible inside a, white tank top, white panties and short blue skirt. The outfit wouldn’t work for anyone but you given your clashing body types.
All dressed you went down stairs to enjoy breakfast with your family, and your new life as Jeffinella...