This choice: She suggests to reveal everything to you when you wake up. • Go Back...Chapter #7Becoming One. by: AridWD   Considering you witnessed your mother splitting from Tracy before passing out, it might be possible to feign ignorance and assert that it was just a dream.
...but more intriguing is if Tracy told you everything and what she and your mother were about to do. Would you hate it?
Tracy smiled devilishly, curious as to what her boyfriend would make of this...make of their new relationship. She had confidence that although Emma is not in the best of shape, the resulting fusion would still be glorious.
That's just how much she believed in her grandmother now that she experienced just a piece of the power.
Although neither knew it, Emma and Tracy felt just a sliver of corruption that came with the black magic.
"Let's show him. He should know, after all."
"M-my son should know!? Isn't that dangerous?! He won't ever believe and accept that!" Emma argued, keeping a hushed voice. She didn't want to attract attention and have to come up with an excuse with Tracy's mother. While she and her are on good terms, it's not exactly proper if she suddenly appeared without warning.
Tracy chuckles, "Doesn't he have a right to know? Anyways, it's all for him isn't it? You and I both want to know him better."
"I..."
Emma silences herself once more, unable to argue anymore. She looks away, ashamed...scared...yet...there is some small hope in her heart. She wants to believe that the bracelet, just as it gave her a new life in the form of Tracy, could do so again with mutual terms this time.
Tracy approaches you, then eyes her bed. Knowing that you might escape, she had to take some aggressive measures it seems. She turns back to Emma who widens her eyes in shock as she speaks.
"Help me tie your son to my bed."
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Never has Emma felt so guilty, yet she somehow can't stop despite questioning in her mind. Ultimately, she has now restrained her son...something she never imagined before.
"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."
She kept whispering to herself until Tracy entered her room again, having successfully ensured her mother would be out for a while. With no risk of distraction or sudden exposure, Tracy ignores your mother's discomfort and nudges her boyfriend awake.
"Wakey, wakey," she sings.
Slowly, you groan and shut your eyes tightly before opening them, only to feel your limbs stretched out and the ceiling watching back at you.
It takes a moment to process, but feeling the undeniable strength of knots at your wrists and angles, you raise your head and gasped.
"W-what!?"
Tracy chuckles, rather amused as she sees you in distress. Your eyes take aim at her, then your mother who watches from behind.
"Tracy...mom!?"
"Hey there, easy! This is for your own good. Tell me, what do you remember?"
"R-remember? How the fuck should I know?! Let me go, Tracy! This isn't funny!"
"Come on, silly! Let me give you a hint...your mom and I decided to get to know each other before you barged in."
"W-what? I..."
You pause, suddenly a vivid image of your mother being connected from bottom down flashes. You didn't want to believe it and struggled away.
"N-no, that's silly! Stop playing games! You've been acting strange with me lately and now this! Mom, what the fuck are you doing?! Help me!"
Emma flinches at your disrespectful tone but Tracy comes in to defend her. "I should ask you that?! Are you aware how lonely your mother has been feeling and how much of a jerk you are?!"
"What? Tracy, stay out of that. It's none of your business!"
"It is...or will be. You can deny all you want but you know what you saw...and it's because of this."
Tracy holds up the bracelet which gleams under the room lights. In response, you stop struggling, confused as she explains further.
"You see...when I kissed and grabbed your cock, that wasn't just me...it was your mother who possessed me."
"F-fuck, your crazy Tracy! Why the hell would I believe that?! I don't care how long we've been together, I swear I'll break up with you unless you stop this nonsense!"
Tracy chuckles, completely unfazed by your threat. It's true that this may be extreme, but she knows you'll grow to accept it.
"We'll see. Stay awake this time because your mom and I are going to change together...and then you won't have any choice but to believe!"
Tracy backs away slowly and the bracelet glows an ominous green causing you to shut up in disbelief. She turn faces your mother who shivers, growing afraid now.
"T-tracy...I...I don't think we should do this. What if..."
"It's too late for that, Mrs. Keith," Tracy cuts in with a smile, "...I'm too curious for my own good. You and I both shared memories, even if it was limited. Now...I want that feeling to be complete!"
Tracy quickly hugs your mother causing her to gasp. Unable to withstand anymore, she tries to push her away but instead, she feels your girlfriend sinking into her much larger mass, folding in between her clothes.
There was a sharp jolt before a indescribable pleasure overwhelmed her.
She screams in both horror and ecstasy as her body ripples with waves and her face contorts.
"NO!"
You stare in horror as the green light of the bracelet floats into the air, painting the room with green light. With Tracy no longer in sight, you watch your mother's body slowly deform.
Like the ripples on her body smoothing her out, she soon lacked any facial features and looked like one massive fleshy blob. Any screams you'd like to let out were stuck at your throat. The only thing you could utter is weak cries and tears streaming your eyes.
You see the outline of Tracy, pushing out with a moan. "Yes! I feel it working! Don't resist, Mrs. Keith! Let's fold into each other!"
The blob ripples again and you hear your mother's struggling voice. "Oh god, I want to! No, I can't! This is wrong! I was wrong!"
"It's too late for that! Now...let...me...in!"
With a grunt, Tracy disappears and then Emma shrieks. Before long, you begin to hear Tracy and Emma's voice synchronizing.
"I...yes...no...we...Oh yes! I feel it...giving birth to my...boyfriend...no...wrong...son! Yes...no...boyfriend? No? Uhgh!"
You could hardly understand any of it but you had thoroughly wet your pants as this was going on. All you could do now is slowly shake you head, trying to deny the reality of what you are seeing.
Soon the voices completely melded into each other becoming an unrecognizable voice that simply giggled and moaned. With that, the nightmare of a blob became less scary as it molded and shaped itself into a more human shape...one that was much leaner and where all the mass had simply folded itself, becoming more voluptuous.
Like a bad dream, the green light from the bracelet finally faded and attached to the newly formed woman's wrist like a magnet. The black-haired, extremely busty, and fit woman stared with a smile full of anticipation as she gazed at you immediately after opening her eyes for the first time.
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She opens her mouth.
"How's that for a surprise, baby?"
You can't answer, finding your mind shutting down from the sheer display of horror and result.
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