Seeing the caramel dripping from Steph's slit, Max couldn't reach any other conclusion aside from her being horny. As her friend, he decided to step up and make her feel better. Of course, that was only his hard-on talking. As he approached Steph, she tried to walk away from him, but her new body was quite unfamiliar to her, and she stumbled, landing on the ground with a squishy noise.
As Max stood over her, he said, "Don't worry Steph, I'll get you fixed...after this." He quickly unzipped his pants, letting his member free in front of the flan-faced girl. He realized that - given the substance she was made of - he didn't need any lubrication, opting to thrust right into her gooey opening. It was a delightful feeling; Max was on top of the world, and all Steph could do was jiggle around in both pleasure and horror. She didn't want this - and neither did her body. As Max continued thrusting, he failed to notice that his arms had started being absorbed by her body, and his legs were being engulfed by her lower body. As the absorption continued, Max's thrusts got weaker and weaker, until her realized what was going on.
"Steph, what are you doing?" He couldn't even move - his torso and head were above Steph's body, but the rest of him was already inside of her. As he screamed for help, and for Steph to stop, she kept engulfing him, pulling him in until just his head remained. As he gazed into the faceless flan on her face, he began seeing the beginnings of a smile forming. Max's screaming head soon went inside of her, and Max was gone. Steph's head began to change, using the excess mass from Max's body. Where a featureless flan-girl once stood, there was a gooey caramel woman with two overly large breasts, both leaking sweet flavors, with a face that now resembled a beautiful woman, happy about what she'd done. Steph's morals flew out the window as Max was absorbed, leaving an oversexualized version of her that simply wanted to absorb more people.
As Steph looked around the room, she saw a metal grate that led to a ventilation shaft. In her current form, she could easily slip between the bars, leaving a trail of caramel behind. As she crawled the vents, she saw an opening that led to...