Ronnie didn't get a response verbally, so much as physically. With glee she watched as Cynthia's semi-transparent form began to ooze past her arm to cover her upper body, a cascade of blue goo that she welcomed with a squeal. The goop slipped under her clothes with ease, delivering a satisfying warmth everywhere it traveled. She even moaned a little bit on feeling her roommate's body wrap around her chest, nipples poking up into the slimy coating.
In mere moments she was covered from waist to neck, both arms wrapping around her torso in contentment as Cynthia continued her slimy travels. Ronnie's eyes fluttered shut when the goo covered her face, slipping over every contour and creating a thin membrane over her mouth and nostrils. It didn't seem to restrict her breathing at all - if anything, she felt herself breathing a bit easier as the slime traveled to cover her head completely, even soaking her hair through, the heavy wet locks slapping against her scalp as she threw her head back.
Her roommate showed not an ounce of hesitation or modesty as her form slipped into Ronnie's most personal regions. The small protrusion above her folds was the first to be touched by the oncoming wave of goo, stiffening instantly on contact in tune with a gasp from Ronnie. Her hands shifted downwards to help push the slime on farther, accelerating the rate at which it completely enveloped her womanhood. A membrane like the ones on her face quickly formed, eagerly absorbing the moisture that was beginning to form.
Both legs curled up as the goo advanced on its final charge, swarming down her lanky lower limbs and taking its warm caress with it. Her arms reached around to hug her bent legs as her roommate reached the bottom, a wet pucker announcing that she was now fully and completely enveloped by Cynthia. Though she couldn't hear any words from the other woman, she could feel something from her - something warm and affectionate. A sense of positivity that rippled over every cell of the amorphous blob that was Cynthia, delivered straight to Ronnie in the greatest hug she'd ever felt.
Just when she was convinced that this feeling couldn't be any better, Cynthia divined a way to improve it. A chill ran up Ronnie's spine as she felt every one of her pores opening up ever so slightly - just a tiny bit, a microscopic amount really, but enough for Cynthia to slip through. The warmth that had been so pleasing on her skin was suddenly injected directly into her body from thousands of points; the pleasure of it was overwhelming, forcing Ronnie onto her back as her arousal grew out of control.
In seconds the whole mass of Cynthia had vacated its position around her body, in order to more directly enter into the young woman. She screamed with delight as she felt the goo quickly finding places to occupy, twisting and turning through every inch of her. Her arms and legs swelled slightly, the slime interweaving with the blood in her veins, forming fibers within every muscle. Parts of herself she'd never counciously felt suddenly became quite sensitive as her nervous system was linked to Cynthia's distributed form, all the feelings of her roommate's slimy body now becoming known to her.
There finally came a point where Ronnie could take it no longer, and her back arched, her whole body shuddering with pleasure as release came. It was like an explosion of joy that permeated her every nook and crevice, wave after wave of excitement that soon brought her to a point of total exhaustion. Even then, her spasmic releases continued, until she finally passed out, no longer able to remain councious through one orgasmic shudder and convulsion after another.
How long she slept was anyone's guess - Ronnie had never been good at keeping track of time, truth be told. It was pitch black when she did start to stir, the only illumination in the room coming from the TV screen on which her game still remained paused. She paid it no heed, far more enamored with the feeling of gooey warmth that came from Cynthia continuing to swirl within her body. She hugged herself, hoping that Cynthia would know she was hugging her too - a litle spike of heat in her heart seemed to confirm that she got the idea.
With such an exhausting event behind her, she figured it might be well and good to take a shower. She was, after all, covered in sweat, and could feel something sticky within her underwear. Groggily the young woman stumbled off the couch and to the bathroom, needing to fumble a few times before she found the switch and turned on the lights.
What stared back at her in the mirror drew another gasp from Ronnie, tired though she was. The first thing to catch her attention was her eyes; once a dark caramel in color, her irises were now the brightest blue she'd ever seen. Leaning in closer to the mirror, she could see the the coloration shifting and oozing around, the slime of Cynthia's form giving her irises a surreal shifting affect that proved utterly entrancing. She stared into her own gaze for nearly a full minute before looking slightly down, to find that the purple highlights at the end of her hair were now the same bright blue as Cynthia's body.
Further down, however, she found the most dramatic changes. All her life, Ronnie had been a girl favored with length over girth, so to speak - tall, six feet on the dot when she had stopped growing, but practically a stick. The lanky body she was accustomed to was no morror - instead, she looked with wonderment on arms and legs that had thickened up, swelled by her roommate's mass. By no means had she become fat - lean, perhaps, was a better word, a healthy weight with just a bit of muscle definition. Her tattoos, mercifully, were intact, and all the more beautiful now that they occupied a meatier canvas.
It also appeared as if the rest of Cynthia's slimy form had found a rather exciting set of places to occupy. She had noticed a greater curvature to her shirt and pants, but it wasn't until she hurriedly ripped them off, stripping completely naked, that she saw the full reality of things. Her chest, previously near as flat as you could get, now played host to a pair of massive hills, bigger than she'd ever seen on any woman. A whimper of excitement left her mouth as she cupped them with her hands, mounds of flesh with a gooey interior flooding between her fingers.
Stepping back, she was able to get a solid view of her lower body, and it had been enhanced with the same care as her top. Those straight, narrow hips had flared out greatly, now forming a breathtaking hourglass figure that made her sway just from looking at it. A little turn of her body affirmed that she was just as curvy in the rear, with a pair of buttocks that had grown out into a perfect heart shape. Eagerly she grasped at both cheeks, the pressure of hands causing a squeeze to Cynthia's goo that she felt reverberating in her own senses.
Both hands trailed back up to cup her face as she put on the biggest smile of her life. She looked and felt absolutely amazing, a feeling that she instinctually knew Cynthia shared. A few fingers couldn't help but reach down to the spot between her legs, where she felt moisture joined with the warmth of more goo - curiously, though, it seemed disconnected from the blob that permeated her. Almost as if her fluids were becoming gooey on their own. A thought crossed her mind - would that goo function as the stuff that had affected Cynthia, causing others to become like her roommate now was? Would Ronnie sound find herself becoming something slimy in her own right?
God, she could only hope to be so lucky.