Jacob fell unconscious when the fusion wave washed over him. For a few, unobserved moments, Jacob was allowed to remain ignorant of his new, twisted form. He felt a finger prodding his cheek. He groaned.
"Thank goodness, you're awake!" a feminine voice unfamiliar to Jacob exclaimed in relief.
"What happened?" Jacob mumbled. His concern was growing as his awareness slowly returned. "Why- Why can't I move my neck.... Or move my legs?"
"I'm sooooo sorry, sir. I don't know how this happened. This should be impossible." The voice rambled on incoherently.
"Hey! Focus!" Jacod shouted. His haze was dissolved by his frustration. "Why can't I move?
"Whaaa!" the unnamed voice cried out. "How to even explain this. This is too surreal."
"Can you at least try?"
"Well- ummm.... Somehow, you fused to my chest. Your head is between my boobs."
Jacob's face frowned with befuddlement. What he had been told made no since at all. He took a moment to process what had been said. Until a phone was shoved in his face. It's camera app was open and the screen displayed his new face.
Jacob's head stared back at him. But his hair and neck had vanished. His feature floated atop the skin of a woman he had never met. Flanking his were two of the largest, bare breasts he had ever seen. Each where at large as his head. He attempted to swivel his neck to see the boobs beside him. But he could not move because his skull had fused to the women's sternum. Below his head rested another two, equally-sized and similarly naked breasts. Although, this pair didn’t have a face stuck between them.
Jacob saw the shoulders of the woman holding the camera in front of him. Below her arms, another pair hung from her side. These arms moved whenever he moved. He brought his hand to front of his face. They looked different. His hands had become smaller and more delicate. He felt his chin and cheek. He frantically moved his hands around his new position and groped the four boobs that surrounded his stuck head. He could feel his hands squeeze the supple flesh as it was his own.
Jacob couldn't bare it any longer. He screamed at the top of his lungs. He screamed and screamed and screamed. His voice only added to the surrounding cacophony as the cheerleaders came to grip with their new fused forms.