As I sit on the toilet seat lid, womb full of cum, I relax in the moment. It’s not the perfect place to relax, but I wasn’t going to get up just yet. With our hands on my belly, I wiggle it around, enjoying the sloshing noises the cum made inside us. It is different than having a belly of fat, feeling like a skin-made water balloon. ‘You having fun, son?’ Elizabeth chimes in. She knows I am and she is too.

After giving our belly a slap, I reabsorbed the cum as well the clothing as well. Refocusing I form them in our cunt and pull them out. Soaked in the pussy juices, I toss my shirt in the clothes bin, and Elizabeth’s boy shorts on the floor. ‘Hey, I have to rewear those when I leave.’ Or you can go commando. Treat this as a punishment for turning me into this. ‘That isn’t much of a punishment, you know.’

I stand back up and walk over to the mirror. I look back over our body and try to commit this one to memory as well. I can feel Elizabeth doing the same, obviously she does like it too. ‘Well, it’s for you. You like it so, I might as well. Anyways I guess it’s time for me to leave. Can you do it like that scene in DMC 5. You know...’ The memory of Lady covered in slime slipping out of Artemis pops into my head. ‘But you know with your own twist.’

I nod and start my work. First thing was to bring myself down to my old height. Then I think about Elizabeth's face and reform our mixed head back to her’s. With that done I push the head forward like a full face mask with an opening on the back. The back of my head pokes out of Elizabeth’s hair as she slips off of me. The process continues with her neck downwards. It’s like a cell going through mitosis, except it’s with two radically different people.

“After 10,000 years I’m finally free.” Elizabeth says with half her body out of me. “Wait where’s my legs? I can’t move my legs. Woe is me. I will forever be bound to a wheelchair and you’ll have to take care of me.

“Continue this and I’ll make sure you fall face first” I warn.

“Fine buzz kill.” She grumbles. “You need to learn to have fun with this.”

I resume removing Elizabeth from my body, but this time from the feet. I force her feet to peel off of mine and work my way up, only stopping right under the crotch. “Alright, last bit.” I say and pull her crotch and ass off of me. She slightly stumbles forward, but catches her balance. Meanwhile my body makes sure all my mass is in the right places, making back to my chubby body.

Elizabeth turns around, with her hands on her narrow hips. “She looks me up and down and I instinctively hide my cock and balls behind my hands. “Come on. I know what that looks like already. Stop trying to hide it.” She picks up her boy shorts off the floor. “Let’s get dressed at least.”

Elizabeth exits the bathroom as I follow behind her, finding my shorts that I took off and putting them on. As she dresses in the living room, I go to the bedroom and find a new shirt. Putting it on and coming back into the living room I see here sniff her boy shorts, before looking at me.

“So, I know you have a few questions for me, but I have one for you. After all this time, why didn’t you ever say anything to me about how you feel? Like even with all the stuff I dropped and hints given, why didn’t you pick up on it?” Elizabeth stares right at me in a way that feels like she is staring into my soul.

“It’s...well.” I try to get my thoughts together “You know overthinking about things? Like in any interaction with a girl, I overthink things way too much. Like let’s say I make a comment on things that could be taken two ways, like those double entendre you keep doing. If I give an answer that was also lewd, what if that’s not what you meant? Then you think I was a creep and that ruins anything I could possibly talk about and.... It’s just better to not take the hint you’re interested.”

“Even if it means spending your life hiding your feelings for other people? I understand the logic, but this isn’t how one should really go about it. If you don’t at least attempt, you’ll never get anywhere.” Elizabeth looks annoyed.

“Well, I mean it did work out.” I gave a meek response.

“Yeah, cause I came to you in the middle of the night, injected you with a serum that I created against your will, to turn you into something to fulfill my own perverted fantasy. Like, what I did was actually horrible, and I’ll be honest a portion of me hates that I did that. And sure it worked out, you don’t absolutely want to kill me for what I did. But this could have still happened but with your full consent. I’m… I’m sorry.” Elizabeth was hurt. She wasn’t being smarmy or aloof, she felt really bad about all of this.

“That’s alright. I feel like part of this is my fault anyways.” I try to comfort her.

“It’s not. You have nothing to apologize for.” Elizabeth responds.

“I mean I don’t hold any of this against you. Or maybe it’s better to say that I forgive you for what you did. So don’t beat yourself up about this.cause at least from this day forth you’ll be able to ask for my consent about stuff that you want to do with me.” I walk over to Elizabeth and give her a hug. I felt like this was for the best, something I would have hesitated with before today.

That was what Elizabeth need to hear and feel. She started to cheer up again. “Ok, Ok. I get it. No need to be sappy” She breaks my hug. “Now, what are your questions for me? I know you at least have one.”

“So... if you’re so smart to create a serum that can give me the ability to absorb things? Why didn’t you use it on yourself? Wouldn’t it be better for you to have that ability instead of me since you like vore and transformation?” This had been on my mind for a while ever since she told me about it and all her fetishes.

“Because it’s more fun that way.” Elizabeth says bluntly. “Like if I change my body to be like that Futa Sex Goddess that we were, people would notice and ask questions. So then it becomes better to constantly change or enact a slow change. But I’m impatient, so slow change is right out. Yet if I gave myself the ability to change into anything I want I’ll end up getting bored of just that. So like I want to have limits.”

“Those limits” She continues. “Allows for things to be constrained, and doing things with in those constraints can be fun. Like instead of changing my body I can have you consume me and change your body to an ideal version of mine. It becomes a giant work around, but there’s fun in that. And like a lot of things, it’s more fun doing it with someone else.” She cracks her smug grin she does when she makes those double entendres.

“I think I get it. I mean even with the stuff I did today, the best stuff was when you were involved, then me by myself.”

“EXACTLY. Shit’s fun with other people and I wanna do it with you” Elizabeth laughed. “But we’ve had enough fun for today. I have two things that I want you to do. One right now and one as... let’s call it homework”

I grew concerned about the way she said that. “What do you want me to do right now?”

“Give me a little bit of your mass.” Elizabeth lifts up her shirt slightly” Enough for a small change in my breasts. Since you can not poop it’s probably a good way to get rid of some mass. I’ll be your own personal toilet.” She stops for a second. “Actually don’t think of it that way, I’m not into that shit... or piss. But at least over time you can ‘lose’ weight as I ‘gain’ breasts.”

I agree and touch her belly. I thought about my hand becoming part of her and watched it sink slightly in. I pump about 3 pounds of fat into Elizabeth, moving it to her breasts. “Good, you’ve paid your fat tax today.” Elizabeth says, grabbing her breasts. I disconnect my hand from her as I look at my slightly flatter stomach.

“Now for the homework, which I will also be doing. I want you to think about things we should do together. And I don’t just mean as us combined in one body. Things you want to absorb and transform into, extra parts, fun experiences. I’m going to be busy over the next couple of days and if I want to do things with you I want to spend a lot of time with you like I did today.”

“That sounds great. I still have work for the next couple of days as well. So yes, I’ll do your homework, and I’ll pass it with an A.” I say.

“Heh, I guess a little bit of me did rub off on you. But let me tell you, I’m a harsh grader. You better work hard to earn that A.” Elizabeth stands up on her tiptoes and goes for a kiss. I lean down a bit to meet her lips. This time she decides to force her tongue in my mouth and I allow it. After a minute, she pulls back. “Maybe this will be an easy A for you.” She turns around and heads for my door. “Bye Honey,” She says before laughing. I could swear as she turned around she was bringing her pair of boy shorts back to her face to sniff it.

Ok this has been one hell of a day. Between everything that had gone on, I didn’t expect this. I went from being single to having a girlfriend. At least that’s what I’m taking from this. I mean we had… well I guess you could called that sex. Or masturbation. Either way I felt happier in general.

I looked over to the package that had been sitting there well over an hour now. I open it to find the game that I had ordered. The plan was to play it as soon as I had gotten it but that didn’t happen. I pop it into my Playstation and start playing it for the rest of the night until I get tired. I’ll start on my “homework” when I wake up tomorrow.