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Rated: GC · Interactive · Fantasy · #1797364
You're 3 inches tall and cursed to merge with anything you're touching if you lose focus
This choice: ass side? What? Are you a glutton for punishment? (withholds judgement)  •  Go Back...
Chapter #5

Back of the bikini? Insanity!

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Becca held up the bikini and poked her a few times experimentally, marveling at how she felt exactly like the cloth. "Wow, this is nuts... Okay, let me get you out of here before I get all ADD and can't stop playing with you." She took her finger off just as Melissa's cheeks started burning hot at the thought of her friend 'playing' with her. Once out in the car, Becca started poking at her again, "So like, can you still feel and sense everything?"

"Well, I can taste you decided to stop at McDonald's before coming over, and from the smell of things you still need to get the exhaust fixed on your car. It's bad enough it's distracting me from unmerging with this," Melissa replied, glad for the convenient alibi to cover how flustered her crush prodding her over and over on her basically naked body was making her

Becca rolled her eyes as she moved her down next to her thigh and started her car, "Yeah yeah yeah, I know. I'll get to it eventually. Damn, thinking it over this was a really inconvenient thing for you to be. Now I've gotta run home first."

Melissa was stunned speechless at the moment, the sight past her curvy thigh, over her chest to see her face too much for her. Finally she recovered, but not before her form seemed to spread and sink a tiny bit more, "What do you mean? Were you going to the beach?"

She nodded down at her bikini, and the thought made her chuckle for a minute. "yeah, some friends are going down to catch some sun and that kind of thing since it's so ungodly hot. I'll just have to put it off. Besides, I guess I should get you to your doctor's first, right?"

"N-no, that's alright. You can have me if you want... i mean wear me if you want." Luckily she's sunk far enough in that she couldn't turn red at her slip of the tongue. Becca didn't even seem to notice. "I mean, I could have this happen again. It might happen a lot for all we know. I'd, um... It'd be nice to be worn by y-I MEAN helpful to be worn for a bit first. You know, gather data, have more info to give the Doc... that kind of thing."

Becca stopped at a stop light and pouted a little, "I don't think the first weight test we should do on you is me. I might push you straight through the bikini into the ground... And on top of that, you're dead in the center of the inside rear of my bikini. If I got a wedgie, my fat ass would probably crush you flat and we wouldn't find you for days and-"

Melissa cut her off, her libido momentarily subsided by actual concern, "Stop! You know I hate it when you cut yourself down like that. There's nothing wrong with how you look, alright? I'd be just fine underneath you, and if you keep this up, when I get free I'll merge myself right into your ass cheek just to prove it."

Looking down at her again before taking the green light, Becca stared at her, then grinned as her competitive side overwhelmed her suspicions, "Oh yeah? How about a bet? I'll wear you to the beach, and if you can't say with a straight face after the fact that it wasn't that bad, you have to do your new trick and be part of whatever I decide for a day. And it's going to be something to amuse ME, not you. Understood little girl?"

"Oh god she's got when she gets all competitive and why does she have to remind me I'm so much smaller I mean she could do anything she wants with me anything at all and-" Melissa pulled herself from her daydream and managed to stutter out, "A-and if I win?"

With a sly grin, Becca shrugged and said "Well then you get to decide what you merge with. Deal?"

You have the following choices:

1. DEAL! It can't be that bad... right?

*Noteb*
2. No, you're right. Better be safe. *logical barely beats out horny*

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