Melting May '23: Their True Form

Summary: A shapeshifter girl who can turn into literally anything finally decides to share with her recently engaged fiancé her "true form". While she loves to dazzle him with turning into his wild fantasies, she's hoping that knowing what she REALLY is won't scare him off.

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Their relationship had started like so many others. Boy meets girl at a bar. Boy and girl team up for trivia night. Boy and girl dominate the competition. Boy and girl get a little too into their celebration. Boy and girl take out a motel. Girl shapeshifts into a facsimile of a sultry superheroine boy admitted to liking while drunk. Girl confides in boy about her omni-shapeshifting abilities with an intimate demonstration. Standard stuff.

Leela was a remarkable woman, and Hiro was instantly enamoured with her. She had a whimsical, carefree energy about her, one that brightened up Hiro's otherwise dull life as an office worker. Hiro knew that she was someone special well before she had the opportunity to melt and reform herself on top of him. She had a sunny disposition, a curiosity about her, an admiration for all the things of the world and an insatiable appetite for knowledge. It was as if she was from a whole other world, so excited to discover the wonders of life on Earth for the first time.

To his great surprise, she was a being from a whole other world, so excited to discover the wonders of life on earth for the first time! She was strangely upfront about that side of herself, deciding that honesty was easier to explain away the strange display prior. She didn't seem to have a place to stay either. Hiro, having a spare guest room, offered to let her stay until she could get her feet underneath her. Or suckered tentacles, slug tail, or whatever form she took the form of. Leela was ecstatic to make her first friend on Earth, and agreed to move in—it was pretty easy, all things considered, as she didn't bring much with her.

That initial meeting was three years ago, and they were still living together. Their initial, curious fling had blossomed into a beautiful, committed relationship. Hiro was rather smitten by Leela's naivety and gentle nature; she was exceptionally curious, asked a lot of questions, and her insatiable wanderlust took the two of them to such strange, exotic places. Hiro probably would've resigned himself to quite a dull existence, had he never met Leela.

His dad taught him that if you love someone more than anything else, that you couldn't live without her, that she made your better half, then you needed to put a ring on her. It ate up three months of salary, and another three months to build up the courage, and settle on exactly the right place to pop the question, but all the worries seemed to melt away as he ultimately proposed... and she said yes, over and over again.

She had many questions about the distinctly human ritual of marriage, and peppered him with query after query. Hiro was, for his part, happy to indulge her curiosity. Marriage, to him, was a union of two souls, an agreement to live together and never to part. Leela pondered this explanation--Hiro could sense the gears were turning in her head--and as her seemingly permanent smile grew ever brighter, Hiro felt like she had understood.

Some time had passed since that conversation and, oddly, Leela was the one to take initiative for their latest conversation. Leela had determined that, if they were to be together for the rest of their lives, she wanted there to be no more secrets between them. She had playfully kept the nature of her own existence as a harmless secret, fully intending on revealing it to Hiro one day or another; she assumed that revealing what lay at the core of her shapeshifting abilities, and her seemingly effortless ability to appeal to all of Hiro's hobbies and kinks, might "ruin the magic", in a sense. Hiro, for so long, was content with that state of affairs, but now he definitely wanted to know. His mother taught him that there shouldn't be big secrets between lovers... trust was important.

In the comfort of their bedroom, Hiro lay against the backrest as Leela stood at the end of the bed.

"Alright, soooooooo..." Leela began. "I took on a lotta different forms with you, but I wanted to let it all hang loose. Are you ready?"

"Should I be undressed for this...?" Hiro was mostly undressed, down to a white t-shirt and boxer combo. Leela chuckled.

"Nooo, no need." Leela clarified. "You talking so much about matrimonial unions got me thinking that, instead of expositing about aaaaall the gory details, I could just show you..."

She lowered herself onto the bed, the bedsprings creaking with her movement. She extended a pointed finger, which stretched and elongated on its own. Like a rapidly moving snake, it swished between Hiro's fingers, wrapping around his wrists and raising them upwards.

As she shifted along the bed, her body gave off a curious shimmer, the pink hue of her skin rippling. Hiro stifled a gasp as lusciously, warm liquid, the consistency of pudding, dripped down his body. As her entire body shifted to a chrome, silvery hue—like something out of a Terminator movie—Hiro was immediately getting ideas, getting such an intimate examination of the mercurial maiden.

"Is that..." Hiro muttered. "Are you-"

"Shhhhh..." As she oozed up towards him, her body folding over the top of the bed like a comforter, she raised a single finger to Hiro's anticipation lips. "I don't need to tell you what's going on..."

As she said this, her amorphous form began to curl, tense, and clamber up over the bed, shifting in wet, undulating movements as it approached Hiro's form. As she leaned forward, her pronounced chest pressed against his... before seemingly deflating on their own, and wrapping around to his shoulder blades. She raised her leg to make contact with his inner thigh, rubbing it where he was sensitive. As she draped herself over him, her lower body trembled and collapsed, tugging at him and hugging him with an insistent neediness. It was like her entire body was a massaging cocoon. And as her long hair, flowing in oozing strands, draped to both sides of him, she pressed her forehead against his, so all Hiro could see were her eyes, swirling like distant galaxies in deep space.

"No words..." She cooed. "It'll all be clear soon... our little secret that we'll share~"

Hiro wasn't sure what was happening, but as she leaned forward to kiss him, and as her tongue stirred in his mouth before pressing deeper down his throat, two twin tendrils of hair stirred to slip into his ears. Hiro had no time to react as his world went black, the remainder of Leela's slick, glossy form shifting to envelope him...

Their bodies tingled with energy and electricity as they mingled and pulled each other closer. Muffled giggling punctuated their movements as they shifted and stirred together. Hiro, feeling liquid ooze shifting down his throat, had a nagging thought about suffocating on Leela's amorphous form, but another voice in his head told him not to worry.

As the tingling travelled along his body in waves, information began to flood Hiro's brain. The nature of Leela's body, an experimental prototype of a distant space civilization. She was a sentient colony of nanomachines, capable of consuming matter, organic or otherwise, and producing more of it in turn. Her formless body caressed his entire form, stroking him tenderly as the voice in his head assured him this was a good thing.

Hiro, hearing Leela's voice in his own head as clearly as if she had just spoken aloud, was curious to find how his inner voice shifted a pitch higher in turn. With the flood of information filling in the gaps, he realized the position he was in... which was rapidly turning into the position they were in.

As one human mind was opened up to be picked apart, it was being flooded with lifetimes of experiences, curiosities, questions and information in waves. It may have been overwhelming to a human mind, but as Hiro's brain surrendered to the influx of nanomachines, the capacity for information storage swelled in turn. As biological processes were subsumed and replaced with wells of silvery ooze, it had become impossible to tell where Hiro ended and Leela began.

Leela wasn't so much assimilating Hiro... she had opened herself wholly to her. Their liquified forms stirred along the bed in happy spirals, their consciousness shifting closer and closer, until their inner monologues aligned and their personalities synchronized.

As their fused mind processed information beyond the scope of a typical human, the entire conversation of their fusion played out. And but a scant few minutes later, a single body emerged, the ooze coalescing around a more shapely, feminine figure. Their body practically glittered with sleek chrome, stretching their arms above their head.

"Mmmmyaaaa..." Lilo yawned, smacking their lips as they lowered their arms; in looping fashion, they slithered around Lilo's torso. Tendrils of ooze grew from out of their head in long strands, merging and fanning out until their hair reached to their waist.

"I think we're fans of our form..." Lilo swooned, reclining against the best. The pool of chromatic ooze shifted from underneath the humanoid, coalescing at their feet; it warbled and reformed into a second copy of Lilo, a twin that eagerly clambered across their mirror form.

Their lips met in a synchronized moan as the newly formed Lilo took charge of the situation, clambering on top. Their legs coiled together in an attempt to draw one another closer; the Lilo on top pressed a palm against the bottom's vulva, making soft circle motions as they pressed closer. Their shared consciousness buzzed with static, the sensation of touching and being touched sparking all their senses.

Form seemed like an afterthought as they rubbed against one another; their twin pairs of voluptuous breasts seemed to fight for space on their bodies, shifting like water balloons. Lilo's twin forms glowed with a radiant, sexual energy as they moan, groping at each other's bodies, twisting in heaps, riding along the backrest as their torsos rode up along the wall and towards the ceiling.

They yelped in unison as their center of weight shifted and, in a heap, collapsed towards the bed again, sopping wet oozing folds splattering into glob-like pieces, before shifting back to the core. They laughed and bickered, spinning around each other as they mixed into each other again, their stretched bodies looking more and more sleek, their bodies melting at one another's touch. It was like eating chocolate on a summer's day; the room had gotten so steamy, and the slightest touch was ecstasy, bubbling and exploding into more currents of pleasure.

As Lilo's twin bodies sunk back together, their heads pressing together as they sunk back into each other, Lilo swooned, their body rippling. They cooed, arching their back, their body splitting more tendrils to feel and grip, their sensations seemingly doubled. Their torso practically spiralled around before flopping to the side, the remnants of their sensuous legs fully melted down and slipping over the side of the bed. Lilo giggled, their voice an echo of itself. As they burbled upwards, content to let their lower body remain in a formless default of a legless slime pillar, Lilo shifted to the full body mirror, eager to look over their new form.

"Ohhh... we're so happy..." Lilo rubbed their cheek with a widening, grateful smile. "It's such a relief to come out like this... and we really make a delightful couple."

Not to mention it would save a ton of money in staging an expensive wedding. Though Lilo was filled with sentimental thoughts of a perfect wedding, of the traditional variety. Of her twin halves walking down the aisle, and coming together at the altar. Lilo's cheeks practically glowed; they lowered themselves to the bed, feeling another schmaltzy melting spell coming on.

Lilo closed their eyes, their rapidfire mind repeating the words "I love you" over and over in their head. Swaying back and forth, Lilo—once two separate people—was happier today, a unified whole.