Though as May and Abigail continued Rhonda found her worries melting away, metaphorically being sucked out of her along with the slime. Even the view of these two beautiful girls (in her current state of mind she had no reservations about admitting Abigail's beauty) attached to her breasts and the sound of their mouths playing with her nipples was heavily arousing to her. The latina was certain she had just discovered a new fetish of hers.
Unfortunately Sofia wasn't feeling much of that. While May and Abigail had already sucked a considerable amount of her slime off Rhonda’s body, her core was still stuck inside Rhonda’s chest. And because both girls were sucking at the same strength from two different points, it was stuck right in the middle, being pulled back and forth. Unable to communicate in the current situation, her only choice was to tough it out. That was until her core reached its metaphorical breaking point. Not wanting to be torn apart her core released a pulse of magic through the already inhaled slime into the bodies of the attackers as an instinctual safety mechanism.
Rhonda noticed a small change in the slime stream going through her nipples, but initially dismissed it. Similarly she felt May and Abigail increasing their sucking, eliciting another moan from the dracomorph.
“Mmmph? Mmph!”
“Mmph! Mmph! Mmph!”
May’s and Abigail’s grunts going from pleasurable to frantic was an immediate red flag for Rhonda. Looking down she saw her two potential love routes so far struggling to pull back from Rhonda and remove their lips from her nipples. In fact it was getting harder to distinguish those.
’Oh shit, we’re merging!’
Already the slime membrane was starting to cover the other two girls, pulling them closer to Rhonda's body in the process. Said girl had already resolved herself to her fate and let it happen. Even she knew how dangerous interrupting a merging can be. Before she closed her eyes in anticipation, she saw Miss Wandler ushering Lichi, Usami and Amelia back. From the outside they saw the three girls squished together inside the slime membrane before a purple glow obscured their view of them. Rhonda felt her flesh (actually she wasn't even sure about that) flowing around, moving and reforming her, no, now likely their body.
When the reshaping ended, Rhonda kept her eyes closed for a few moments longer, though as so often she quickly realized that not acknowledging it doesn't mean it didn't happen. She could still feel one tail, two legs, two wings and two arms, so that was at least a plus, even if one of the latter felt rather stiff. Opening her eyes, at first everything seemed as it was before. Then she turned to her sides. To her left she came face-to-face with May’s head. The addition of horns, slitted pupils, framing scales and a purple slime membrane made her somehow even cuter in Rhonda’s eyes as she inspected their body with her curious look and gave her her trademark smile, sharp-toothed edition. On the right was Abigail's head with the same additions, still dazed from the experience.
With a mirror provided by Miss Wandler they checked out the rest of their body, which was now slightly bigger and curvier in all areas, but mostly kept the latina’s skin tone (it was hard to tell under the slime cover). Rhonda was right about the number of limbs, but their chest now sported an additional row of breasts. She recognized the right one of the two as Abigail's thanks to middle school changing rooms (not everything has to be magical), so she assumed the left one was originally May’s. Their left arm was made of hard plastic and featured doll-joints.
“Seems like our transformations carried over as well,” May theorized.
Checking another stiff feeling in their body, Rhonda moved one claw towards their backside. For a moment it stopped out of her control before moving again. It reminded Rhonda of one of the principal’s rules regarding the curse, in merges control of the body is shared equally, meaning Abigail was outvoted 2 on 1 in this decision. Going under their skirt and touching their bottom resulted in a squeaky sound.
“Abigail, did you turn your butt into a rubber balloon?”
“How else do you expect it to keep its shape?” she snapped back.
Sofia's head formed over one of their shoulders and Abigail immediately came out of her stupor and, too fast for the other girls sharing this body to react, tried to choke her with obviously small success. She was fully aware of it, but it was the thought that counts. “What did you do to me, Wienerschnitzel?! You were the one who wanted a ceasefire! I never wanted to share a body with you or Doll-arm!” Rhonda did note that her name was not mentioned.
“It’s not my fault! I completely lost control of my body during your sucking,” Sofia shouted back.
“Sofia is probably right,” Miss Wandler explained. “I severely underestimated the capabilities of Sofia's core. Your magic powers must be immense.” (Abigail rolled her eyes.) “The core likely acted in self-defense and to counteract you trying to tear it apart caused a merge.”
“Is there anything you can do, Miss Wandler?” Rhonda asked to keep the attention away from Abigail’s anger. Admittedly the only reason the latina managed to stay calm were her previous experiences with transformations. And even then their current form was pushing it.