I decided to listen to the woman's instructions. She seemed to not be panicking, somehow. I couldn't say that about myself. I followed her directions and walked us toward the front door. I tried not to look too much while leaving, but I still saw a few people fused together. There was a woman who had her boyfriend merged into her stomach, with his eyes on her boobs and trying to talk through her pussy. Four female friends who now had four heads on one body with very crowded shoulders. An extremely busty woman walked by without a shirt or bra and two people's faces imprinted on her breasts, arguing with each other.
We eventually reached the front door and I stepped outside to the parking lot. The MILF's spoke in my head again. "Go over one row to the right and then about halfway down. Blue Subaru Hatchback. My keys are in our bra."
"Got it." I said out loud and walked towards her car, trying to stay as far away from others as possible. I found her car, then reached into the MILF's dress to get her keys. Or my dress and keys now. I reached in and looked down at my large, perky E cups and blushed. I looked away and fished the keys out, shivering a little as a cold metal bit on the keychain rubbed my left nipple. I blushed a little at the sensation. My nipples were nowhere near this sensitive...
"Enjoying our new body?" The woman asked, her voice still in my head.
I blushed harder. She could certainly tell. Our nipples getting hard, our pussy getting wet...
"Oh, we will have lots of fun soon, dear. Just drive us home."
I got into the car and drove to the MILF's house, following her directions home. I pulled into the driveway, then walked inside.
The woman spoke into my head again. "Mind if I take over for a bit?"
"What? Take over?" I replied out loud. Soon after, I felt my body start move on its own, like someone else was controlling me.
"Ah!" The woman spoke, finally out loud, out of my mouth. "God, that was not normal. At all. I think we should have a drink." Suddenly, I, or rather we, started walking into the kitchen and poured ourselves a large glass of wine.
"Could you have done that the whole time?" I asked, befuddled. Why didn't she drive us home. Or do any of the rest?
"Oh, I just didn't want to freak you out, dear. I've heard fighting over control can go badly with these merging events. Or, what's the media calling it, 'The Great Fusion Wave'?" The woman responded, then took a gulp of wine. She continued. "I didn't think this would happen to me. These are fairly rare still. But, honestly, this doesn't seem that bad." Another drink of wine. "I just really want to get fucked right now. You keep thinking about my tits, getting horny about it, then getting me horny. I have some toys, want to play?"
Jesus, talk about a lot to take in. "Sh-Shouldn't we at least know each other's names first?" I stammered out.
"Sure, I'm Victoria." The MILF spoke out of our shared mouth before taking another drink.
"And I'm Janet." I responded.
"Well Janet, I've got a couple toys. One's a clit-sucker, I love that thing. The other's a -" Suddenly a phone rang. Victoria pulled a phone out of her purse and answered it.
"Hello, John?"