Prompt: The Shapeless Seductress (Part 15)

Summary: An exotic dancer is kidnapped by an evil scientist, and is injected with foul serums, rendering her body pliable, soft, and amorphous. She struggles with her new body, sometimes claylike, sometimes gooey, always alien. Commissioned by an anonymous user.

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Part 15

Wanda, under Natalie's guidance, was coming into her own as a malleable woman. She found herself able to move in ways she never could before, her semi-liquid skin expanding as if it were an extension of her will. Wanda didn't really internalize her successes as particularly notable; she recalled the biometric membrane that Natalie had installed, one that embedded within Wanda, serving with some exoskeletal structure.

Natalie was keen to guide Wanda with exercises of her own. Yoga in particular was a particularly strange form of meditation. The odd way her body stretched and clenched reminded her less like exercising a muscle, and more like working with clay. She could feel her body warm up with kinetic heat, become loose, then firm up again. Then there was the effortless way she could contort her body, curve her spine into spirals, stretch her entire form in a gentle arc.

But one exercise that helped Wanda come to terms with her new body was Natalie's insistence that she adopt a new perspective... rather literally. Wanda's sticky form enabled her to adhere to any surface, so she could lay back against the wall, or even the ceiling, for a little siesta.

As Wanda came into her own as a shapeshifter, she was getting stifled by being cooped up indoors. Though Natalie had her reservations, the two made for more adventurous excursions outdoors. The urban jungle, in the dead of night, was an elastic woman's playground, after all; and if they brought any attention to themselves, they could squirrel away to some dark corner and avoid detection.

Though whenever they went outdoors, beyond the confines of the lab, their adventures seemed to typically end in the same way. Swinging from skyrise to skyrise was a full-body exercise; like rubber bands, the kinetic energy from their graceful gestures would build up inside of them, collecting in their erogenous zones... though Natalie was used to the sensation of sexual excitement welling up inside of her, Wanda still found herself frequently pausing to massage herself, moaning as she did.

Natalie volunteered herself to help Wanda through these disorienting spells, so in the dead of night, they found ways to get a little closer to each other. Climbing to the highest peaks of corporate highrises, their lights low for the night, they oozed down and clung to the windows. Over fifty storeys above the ground, the two women embraced each other, their malleable bodies clinging to each other.

Being such an insane height from the ground didn't register for either of them, when they only had eyes for each other.

Natalie oozed on top of Wanda, splaying her fingers in all directions as she kneaded Wanda's skin like dough. Her semi-slime mass stretched in all directions around them, tendrils of strawberry pink and chocolate brown ooze stirring around each other, speckling into a milky hue. Wanda moaned and bit her lip, her body flattening. It was like her limbs were sinking into a pool of herself, her whole body hot and producing wisps of steam.

"N-Natalie..." Wanda swooned, rocking her hips. "You touch me in... in all the right places... how do you-"

"Through practice." Natalie smiled. She lowered an arm between her thighs, rubbing past her own swollen clit and towards Wanda's puffy, swollen womanhood. She stroked her outer walls, causing Wanda to wobble like gelatin, before her forearm shlurked into the shape of a ribbed dildo, and thrust it with precise aim.

Wanda cried out with pleasure, her body writhing hard. She splayed her legs out in opposite directions, before they wrapped around Natalie's backside, pulling her deeper within her. Their bodies sloshed together, bodies moving rhythmically as they fought for space, creaking and squeaking as they slid slowly along the glass pane window.

BEEBEEBEEP! KCHUNK...

Wanda's entire body buzzed with a strange kinetic energy, her eyes wide open as something seemed to rip within her. She felt something loosen from her, and drop away from her; she looked down, seeing something reflect the odd flash of light as it fell away from her.

"What was that?" Wanda pursed her lips.

"That's the membrane I installed in you, Wanda." Natalie smiled, her arms extending to wrap around her shoulder. "The training wheels came off; you finally have control of your own body. How does it feel?"

"I have... control?" Wanda blinked. She massaged her body, feeling it wobble back into shape despite the pressure she put on it. She felt solid. Altogether. A bit more like herself.

"...Thank you, Natalie..." Wanda cooed. "I'll have to find some way to reward you~"

Taking the initiative, her body writhed suddenly, her torso elongating to wrap possessively around Natalie; the slimy scientist let out a yelp of surprise as Wanda's torso zipped around her, threading together until she had ensnared her in a pouch of her own making, a giant, glossy burlap sack. Wanda's arms twisted together, fingers splaying against the side of the building, pressing tight until they adhered steadfast to the side of the building.

Wanda closed her eyes, her features sinking back into her own skin. Unseen to the outside world, a chocolate-brown cocoon adhered to the side of the building, wrapped entirely around Natalie. Inside the cocoon, Wanda's body would materialize again, arms and legs wrapped around Natalie as she stroked and massaged her on all sides. From the inner membrane of the barrier Wanda had wrapped around Natalie, a dozen lips morphed into existence, kissing and sucking at Natalie's curves.

Natalie cried out, her voice muffled from being inside of Wanda, the two slime women reduced to flailing tendrils as they wrapped around each other, fought for space and dominance, and cackled happily as they pleasured one another. The brown cocoon soon developed swirls of strawberry pink as the women excitedly twisted around each other, in a competitive dance of lesbian one-upmanship.

The cocoon rocked back and forth, Wanda cheekily shrinking their shared cuddle space to bring them close together. The top spurted with Natalie's liquid-pink slime, which dribbled down Wanda's curves, their bodies swirling into a milk chocolate consistency. Lost in the sensations of one another, they would grope and tease each other well into the night...