The first hint of what Cynthia had planned for them came in the form of tingles in every place where Ronnie's skin touched Victoria's. A sort of magnetism, something within her own body pushing against her skin from within, smooshing it into the other woman's flesh. It was an electrifying sensation, one that drove her to rip both of their dresses off as fast as she could manage in desperation to experience more of it. They were nude in record time, and with every new point of contact between their bodies, the incredible feeling only grew.
Soon she found herself glued to Victoria, unable to move away if she wanted to, and it now that Cynthia moved to the next phase of her plan. A cry of joy left Ronnie's mouth, screamed into Victoria's, as she began to feel her muscles.... slip and slide, almost. She knew instantly what was happening, what the slimy feeling winding its way through her nervous sytem meant, and she welcomed it with all her heart. More than anything else in the world, she wanted to bask in that feeling, to scream out in ecstacy as the solid flesh of her body became a malleable goo, just like Cynthia's.
No, it wasn't like Cynthia's body. Wherever that feeling went, her body became Cynthia's body. Her very being was slowly getting subsumed into that gelatinous form, and it was glorious. Soon she was unable to scream, but Victoria took over this duty, crying out with delight at the feeling of the woman she'd been falling for all night quite literally falling apart around her. She seemed to be just as enthralled with the sensation of living slime sliding around her as Ronnie was, and soon, her own flesh was beginning to melt into the blue, gooey goodness.
There was a slight pang of fear as the slime began to absorb her brain, a bit of terror that she would simply die, melted into nothing, no trace of her left. But as her pink matter became blue matter, her mind remained, still thinking, still screaming with ecstacy. It touched Cynthia's own mind, and then Victoria's, their thoughts and memories sifting together, slowly twisting and combining just as their bodies now had. Within the bubbling blue blob upon the couch, the minds of the three women remained... and yet the distinction between them begain to vanish.
Cynthia, Ronnie, Victoria - it wasn't three seperate women anymore. A new counciousness emerged, one amalgamated from all three. All their thoughts, all their memories, their personalites, everything that made up who they are, fused into one being. They... no, she, singular. She was a whole new person, the product of three people who had come together in bliss, and that bliss was now stamped permantly onto her soul. She only pondered what to call herself...
The question lingered for but a moment. Joy. Yes, yes, that was perfect. A simple name, one letter for each of the woman who made her up, encapsulating the spirit in which she had been created. Joy. Such a lovely name. She lay there for some time, basking in how wonderful it sounded, how wonderful of an event her birth had been. Joy was who she was, and Joy was what she would bring to all those she met.
Slowly, the blue mass began to coalesce, reforming its shape into something more humanoid. Its color changed from blue to a more human tone, tanned, with a slightly oily surface. The shape it formed into was that of a woman, one scuplted by the divine: tall, lean, with wide hips, a plump behind, and a magnificent chest to complete the hourglass figure. Her face was a blend of all the best features that Cynthia, Ronnie, and Victoria had to offer, utterly gorgeous, with eyes full of desire and lips that begged to be kiss. Her hair remained a bright blue, cascading around her shoulders in a thick, soft set of waves that trailed all the way down to her perfect rear end.
A smile crossed her full lips as she stood up, striding over to admire her own perfection in the mirror. There was temptation to spend the whole night just taking in the glory of her own body, pleasuring herself, maybe even melting down into a puddle of bliss once more - but she couldn't hog all the fun to herself. There were other people in need of Joy's company, and with a body like this, she doubted any of them would object to her advances. She would only need to go outside and find someone to start spreading this delight.