Comm: Twisted Together

Summary: Instead of the usual bedroom games, two amorphous toon girls engage in a rousing game of Twister. There's a lot of cheating, and maybe a little melting too. Commissioned by flexiblepeople; Jess and Zoe are the original characters of flexiblepeople.

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"You don't need me to explain to you how Twister works, right Jess?"

Their weekly night for, euphemistically, "getting together" had rolled around, and this week it was Zoe's turn to host their activity. Jess had become accustomed to bed stuff, so being called out to the living room with a plastic Twister mat on the ground got a bit of a look from her.

"The kids game? Really?" Jess, in the middle of unrobing herself out of her comfy bath gown, slowly began to robe herself again, draping the white material over her shoulders. "Shoulda gotten a bigger mat, going by how we usually-"

"I know," Zoe purred, her torso casually elongating so that her arm could brush against Jess's wrist; with twisting fingers, Zoe gently wrapped around Jess's hand, guiding her hand back down to her side. "I thought it'd be fun fighting over a tiny lil bit of real estate~"

Jess blinked, gawking at how Zoe's hot-pink undergarments hugged her tan, malleable curves, inflated just right to accentuate all her best features. And worse still, she had tilted her body to allow Jess a keen look down her cleavage. Jess stifled a smirk as Zoe carefully undressed her in turn, revealing lucious, chocolatey skin, draped by modest black lingerie.

"First one to drop loses?" Jess suggested with a playful smirk... one that Zoe reciprocated in turn.

"Something like that." Zoe shrugged with a grin. "Ready to go?"

Jess folded her arms, a confident look on her face. "Just be sure to make yourself into a comforter when I get to topple onto you~"

Zoe nodded; her elongated arm zipped backwards to flick the spinner. The girls on the opposite sides of the mat took turns positioning themselves and, at the start, it was pretty standard stuff, X limb on Y colour. But as neither of the girls seemed to struggle to reorient themselves into any compromising positions, Zoe determined it was time to put her devious plan to action, as the wheel called for right leg on red.

"Scuse me~" Zoe chimed in with a mischievous grin as she zipped around Jess, her ropey limb doing a little loop around Jess's carefully outstretched leg before finding an open dot. Jess blinked, feeling Zoe's warm skin squeezing against her.

"Mm? What's this?" Jess muttered aloud, her cheeks reddening slightly. "It's a little early for that..."

"In such a cut-throat game, you have to fight for every inch you can get." Zoe explained, her back sliding across the ground as she shifted underneath Jess, pursing her lips in a knowing grin.

"Are you allowed to be down there...?" Jess cocked her head to the side.

"Look around. My limbs are firmly planted to the dots~" Zoe winked. As it turns out, they were. Jess grimaced, feeling Zoe's coiled limb shifting up and down her leg as she reached out to reposition herself.

Zoe acted with impunity as Jess focused on the challenge at hand; she pointed her finger, the tip narrowing into a needle point, and prodded it into Jess's upraised behind. Jess grunted as, fshhhh, she began to slowly inflate, bubbles of air travelling the length of Zoe's arm into Jess's ass; she bit her lip as her behind swelled, air rushing to her thighs in turn. Everything was rubbing against each other, her skin a thin, elastic membrane struggling against Zoe's coils.

As the dial spun once again—flicked by Zoe's prehensile big toe—Jess puffed her cheeks, feeling flushed. "Is it getting a little hot in here?"

"Let me help you cool off~" Zoe grinned, raising her hand.

Shlorp. As the next move called for the right hand on blue, Zoe morphed her hand into an anvil and got Jess's attention by smashing it on her hand in turn, before she would have an opportunity to raise it. Jess  grunted, planting her tongue firmly against the roof of her mouth to prevent a cry of ecstasy; she could feel her chocolate form oozing out from underneath Zoe's anvil hand and, as Zoe raised her arm, some part of Jess's form began to mix with Zoe, strands of ooze clinging possessively; it resembled a smores treat.

"Ohh, you're too kind~" Jess laughed, using her flattened hand to fan herself all over. She felt like she was practically boiling. She paid little mind to the droplets of chocolate-hued ooze dripping down her swollen curves.

At the mercy of Zoe's repeated groping, this game of Twister was looking like it was quickly reaching its end. Zoe's fingers splayed out in noodling strands, possessively wrapping around Jess' breasts like spaghetti-strands on a bra. Her body writhed around Jess like a snake, their crotches pressing together, labia quaking.

"If you don't fight back, I'm gonna wiiiiiin~" Zoe whispered into Jess's ear, her breath hot and heavy. It was fun to tease Jess like this, knowing she wouldn't take losing lying down; she was cute when she got competitive.

But Jess had a contingency plan in mind. As Zoe poked, prodded and massaged her body at every angle, Jess's form yielded, but never collapsed. She was a fortress, and she was preparing a counter-strike. Past the curvature of her breasts, now inflated to sensuous F-cups, Jess raised her foot, allowing it to twist and reform. It curved through the air, slithering just underneath Zoe's widening womanhood.

"You left an opening, hun." Jess stated matter of factly. Zoe could only let out a grunt of confusion, before Jess's foot, now formed into the shape of a whisk, began to spin and plunge right in.

"K-KYAAAA!?~" Zoe's husky, deep, guttural voice prior, the mark of a woman in control, changed quickly to a shrill shriek of overwhelming pleasure, her body shaking, twisting tighter around Jess to find any sense of release.

"If I'm going down, I'm taking you with meee!~" Jess cackled, plunging her leg deeper into Zoe. Zoe's insides seem to liquify all at once, sopping wet ooze escaping from her slit. It was a shame that Zoe spent so much time playing the top, only to be reduced to Jess's sex sleeve once again...

As Zoe's limbs lifted from their positions on the mat, the entirety of her weight shifted to Jess; her resolve whittled away by constant teasing, Jess collapsed in turn, the two ladies twisted around each in turn, reduced to a heaping mess of limbs.

They giggled excitedly, bickering in good humour: "Seriously?" "You're such an idiot!" "C'mere, I'm gonna-"

Fragments of sentences broke through the maddened giggling as their bodies began to melt and collapse over each other, tendrils forming from their formless bodies to smack, spank, and coil around the indistinct forms their bodies left behind; sometimes lumps would rise, then fall, their sonorous giggling reverberating through the entire room, rippling their liquid, oozing forms.

As they folded over each other repeatedly, tendrils and waves folding again and again, the distinction between where Zoe ended and where Jess began was becoming less and less clear; the distinct colouration of their body, reduced to glossy oozing forms, mixed together like caramel and chocolate swirls. As they relaxed and the cackling and giggling subsided, the ooze swirled and relaxed.

I think that's a tie.

I saw your limbs lift first.

You hit the ground first.

Only because you were on top of me.

Mrreeh... still think it's a tie.

I told you, I'd take you down with me~

Neither lady needed to open their mouth to speak their mind (not that they presently had mouths), for their bodies had been mixed so thoroughly that they were, for all intents and purposes, two minds occupying one body. They could carry out whole conversations through thought alone... though that entire round of play had thoroughly rattled them both.

You think you're so smart, but you forgot one little thing, Jess...

Mm?

I have you exactly where I want you!

As if breaching the surface of their own body, their fused form rose up suddenly. With one body, an approximate combination of their two separate bodies, with braided twintails flanking their perky chest, Zoe took the lead, plunging a large, cartoon fist into their widening labia. They swooned, voice crying out in unison, their body rippling. The shared sensation of fucking themselves and being fucked all at once was overwhelming.

Their body reached a fever pitch, steam rising from their caramel-chocolate form. They were melting all over again as they presented their ass; their twintails reached around and grabbed them as heels, pulling them taut. A second pair of arms, piloted by Jess' consciousness, desperately tried to play catch up to Zoe, reaching for the nipples of their breasts to massage them, tweak them, titillate them.

"Ooh.... oh my f... yesssss...!" They cried out in unison, their supple body rocking, constantly flopping over and collapsing, before springing back up again for more. They resembled a coiled spring of sexual energy, a slinky that could go on forever, leaving a trail of oversexed destruction in their path. Their bodies so intimately fused together, every touch was torturous; they would try to pull apart to separate, but they were so interwoven... their bodies would certain separate after a good night's sleep, but whenever exhaustion seemed to loom, they shifted to.a new gear of arousal and pounded into their shared form all over again.

The Twister mat would not survive the night, being torn to shreds. They were determined to buy another the next day.