“I don’t even know what I am,” Alexis murmured, her voice sounding alien to herself. She glanced away from Angela’s fascinated gaze, looking to her left hand. She was clearly translucent, with no visible internal structure aside from the random bubble.
“You are Alexis. I am Angela,” Angela answered with a shrug of all six green shoulders. “Does it matter what else we are besides that?”
“I thought this place was supposed to turn us into animals, or… or I dunno, actual things! Not… not whatever we are!” Alexis sighed. “I don’t even have hair anymore.”
“Nor bones nor organs or anything of the sort, it seems,” Angela said with a wry smirk. “I wonder what it would be like to have two heads.”
“What?” Alexis asked.
“Would you like me to have two heads, my love? I think I would like to have two heads.”
“I’m really confused. How…”
“Can’t you feel it? What you can do with your new self? I can,” Angela was starting to freak Alexis out a bit. She was so unlike Jon. But on thinking of that question, she did have to admit a feeling.
“I… I think so… I just… are you getting taller?” Alexis asked, looking up at a steadily taller and taller Angela.
“No. You are… loosening your form,” Angela stepped forward as Alexis looked down to herself. Her legs were gone and she was slowly spreading out, oozing out all around.
“Oh,” Alexis murmured. “This… this feels good…”
“Of course it does, my beautiful gelatinous blob,” Angela pressed a hand into Alexis’s gel-like form, and Alexis moaned with pleasure, her entire form jiggling as the hand sank in.
“More,” Alexis gurgled, bubbles building up within her.
“But of course,” Angela replied, grasping at Alexis’s semiliquid body with all six hands.
“Oohhhhhhh,” Alexis’s bubbling intensified, big blue eyes watching as Angela’s head began to split down the middle, forming two distinct and identical heads next to each other.
“Do you like this, Alexis?” one head asked.
“Yes, do we please you?” The other chimed in.
“God, yes. How… how…” Alexis could barely contain her ecstasy. She lost all hold on her form, and became a shapeless purple blob that her green six armed two headed girlfriend was caressing sensuously.
“I have a theory,” one Angela head said.
“Oh, do share it,” the other answered, leading Alexis to think there were two personalities at play. Two Angelas.
“Alexis wished us to be not Jon,” the one head continued.
“I did, oh God I did,” Alexis moaned as thirty fingers caressed and massaged inside of her gelatinous body.
“And we are as much not Jon as we can be,” the other head finished, eyes wide with realization.
“Precisely. And we wished Alexis to be otherworldly. Impossible. Beyond imagination. Hence, our impossibly sexy grape jello,” to punctuate that, the head gave Alexis a long, lingering lick, which caused her blobby form to jiggle with delight. “Mmm. She tastes sweet. You should try.”
“Please do. Both of you,” Alexis never imagined she’d find this much pleasure, this much enjoyment in anything. Both of Angela’s heads began to lick Alexis with gusto, which caused the blob to gurgle with intense delight.
But then, the Angelas stopped.
“No, keep going,” Alexis’s voice bubbled out from all over.
“In a moment,” Angela’s heads said in unison, “We think that something is happening to you. Something wonderful and we wish to watch.”