“Wondermerge! Full random!” MaRe announced excitedly. Body merges were a massive kink of hers and the unknown of a random partner was just the cherry on top.
They made the selection and 60Nain transferred the money. With the transaction finished they were given instructions to enter the left wing of the structure. They reached a long room lined with glass tubes on both sides. Those on one side featured additional terminals, probably to restrict the randomness, but MaRe and her companions were interested in the other side. One pro of full randomness was being able to choose whichever tube you wanted.
Immediately MaRe stepped in and waited giddily for the merging device to activate. Her imagination was going wild with kinky scenarios on what could happen to her. Her hands could be turned into a gun or her full body could become an elaborate gun that shot out of her pussy. Maybe she’d end up sharing a pair of shoulders with a busty elf woman or become a human figurehead for a mighty dragon. She could end up merged to the side of a giant pillar or become close with another girl that shares the same interests. Her UI was warning MaRe that her arousal was about to reach critical levels, she needed to calm down or she’d come too early.
Meanwhile Amal and 60Nain were enjoying watching the blushing MaRe fumble around. “It's always so exciting watching someone do their first merge,” the former said.
“Especially when it's your friend,” 60Nain agreed.
“Hey, how about after she's done we’ll do another Wondermerge of our own? If we’re lucky we might turn this into a threesome.” Amal softly stroked the side of her bodymate’s head.
“You already had me at ‘merge’,” the bunny-eared tail head purred back.
The machine finally finished charging and activated, enveloping MaRe in a bright light. The merged women eagerly awaited to see their friend’s new form, only to be surprised when the light waned and the chamber was revealed to be empty.
“Oho, it seems like MaRe might’ve gotten lucky and merged with something good. Hope she will, and still can, find her way back.”
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MaRe was in pure bliss. Her own flesh moving and morphing around outside of her control was an exhilarating feeling to her. Soon she felt something else mixing in with herself, more and more new sensations were reaching her mind. Eventually the merging process ended and her body solidified. The player opened her eyes and took a deep breath.
She didn't recognize the place she saw, meaning she was the one who got teleported. It was a dark and dreary room that still had some regal beauty to it. She couldn't get a view of too much due to two massive, purple mounds blocking her view downward. Still, seeing those made her quite excited about what she turned into. MaRe tried to move, but the only part that reacted was her face. That meant she was completely up to the mercy of whatever she merged with, like her friend. She felt herself getting aroused again at the thought.
“What do you think you’re doing here?” a deep female voice boomed not only through the room but also through the body MaRe was inhabiting. She strained her face to look up, but when this failed a mirror suddenly appeared a couple of feet before her.
MaRe gasped at what she saw in the reflection. A statuesque beauty with silver hair that went straight down to her toned butt. Massive, perfectly shaped breasts and thighs that could likely crush diamonds. A pair of regal-looking horns circled her head like a crown and behind her she could spot bat-like wings and a spade-tipped tail. The few pieces of armor she wore seemed to be less focused on defense, but on enhancing her sexual parts. Her golden gaze fell on the only blemish on her smooth, violet skin, MaRe’s face that was protruding right over her cleavage. Despite being a newbie in the game MaRe still recognized who she merged with. How couldn't the girl? This was the poster woman of TFO, the star of most marketing campaigns and its main villainess, Luxuria Volupta, the Demon Queen. And she didn't seem to like MaRe desecreting her body. The player was wondering if her luck was incredibly good or bad.
“Explain yourself, mortal, or I will pop you like the pimple that you are!”
MaRe really would've liked to enjoy Luxuria’s commanding yet sensually beautiful voice, but her own life was more important at the moment. So she told the queen pretty much everything she could, hoping that she'd believe the truth.