Prompt: When Two Become One (Part 11)
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Summary: Megan is getting used to her new gig as a succubus, but she messes up and fuses with Celes the slime girl. Their bodies and minds fuse into a singular entity... what will their girlfriends think??
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Megales was mortified to find Mrs. Kawaguchi prowling about her new workplace. It wasn't exactly a venue for modesty, and the kitsune was a married woman at that. The dots connected slowly in her head as Shiori rose from her seat.
"No need to be so bashful, dear; once upon a time, I freelanced as a courtesan, what was it... two, three hundred years ago?" She tapped her chin pensively.
"Y-yeah, b-but I don't..." Megales gulped, trying to regain her composure, even as sticky sweat trickled down her voluptuous, scantily clad form. "I don't think this sort of relationship is appropriates, m-maybe I should ask for-"
"You misunderstand, dear!" Shiori cut her off. "I'm not here to see you perform. I'm here to see you freed."
"Eh? Freed?" Megales blinked.
"Yes, from one another. My my, it appears that devil performed a nasty little trick on you two..." Shiori tilted her head, tapping her chin. "This is my fault; I should've taken the time to explain the situation when I had you two at my estate."
"...ah..." Megales cocked her head to the other side. None of this was processing.
"Mm, I can't say I'm all that used to speaking to Megales." Shiori frowned. "I wonder if I'd be able to reverse this little spell..."
Shiori raised two hands, each aglow with an ephemeral, pale light. Megales tensed up, feeling a tugging sensation in her chest. She bit her lips as her body creaked and groaned under an unseen pressure.
"Ahn..." She groaned, arching her back as her entire body vibrated, her hair globules jiggling erratically as it felt like her body was being pulled in opposite directions. She grimaced as a subtle, elastic creaking sound punctuated her entire body; her arms stretched, doubling in length, tension spreading across her pulled limps. Her mouth flattened into a tense grimace as she wondered if she would split twain in half...
...But even as the pressure pulled at her in two different directions, Megales' body held steady. Shiori sighed, shaking her head quietly,
"My my, your souls are really stuck together, aren't they?" Shiori tilted her head, folding her arms.
"You... you can't fix it?" Megales swallowed, regaining her composure.
"I'm afraid not," Shiori shook her head. "It's like this... when two bodies come together—such a thing is rare, but more common among shapeshifters—their minds and souls gravitate towards one another. Over time, they might differ in opinion, and drift apart, returning to their natural states on their own, but..."
Shiori stepped forward to pinch Megales' cheek, tugging at it with a few jerks of her wrist.
"...Your souls are so intertwined now. It really is like meeting just one person..."
With a wet smack, Megales' cheek snapped back in place, none the worse for wear. She rubbed it pensively, her eyes looking up towards Shiori.
"Then... there's nothing you can do...?" Megales asked, practically pleading.
"I thought putting the two of you into one room would've done the trick. It was obvious you two were having disagreements... even now, I don't think you really have your entire heart in this sort of lewd business." Shiori glanced to the door to see if any of the other staff would be approaching. "If you two were left to your own devices long enough, you'd separate on your own, but... it seems S-Tan made a point of mixing you two up good. Perhaps she even put in a spoonful of her own demonic energies..."
"Then... I'm stuck like this..." Megales drooped, her hands falling to her sides. It really did seem hopeless.
"I didn't say that," Shiori cocked her head to the side, a reassuring smile creasing her whisker cheeks. "This is all that red harlot's doing, yes? Then all we have to do is... persuade her~"
"Ah? Persuade..." Megales thought quietly to herself. The more she thought about it, the more doubts that sprung to mind. "I've already asked nicely... I-I think I'm out of ideas myself."
"Ah well, I'm sure we can all put our heads together. Girls!" Shiori called towards the back of the room.
Megales blinked, looking around the dimly lit room. Were there other people in this room? She didn't pick up on anything; the mood-enhancing candles overpowered her senses as well. But as she overheard frantic shuffling, she tensed up, her spaded-tail thrashing.
"Gotcha now!~"
Megales froze up as, from opposite directions, two length shadows rushed at her from opposite direction. She raised her arms in front of her defensively, flinching as two long bodies zipped around her, twisting in a double coil, hugging tightly to her curves. Megales winced, freezing up as she was quickly immobilized, thought the sensation of two sets of hair gently bumping against her cheeks got her curious. She opened her eyes and gasped.
"Iris?? Leila???" Megales' jaw dropped. The tomboy elastic girl and the soft-spoken lamia had each entwined around her, scaled snake tail and smooth skin tightening as they hugged her whole body.
"Holy hell, don't just run out like that without telling me..." Iris leaned in closer with a surprisingly tender show of affection.
"I-I was so worried, you just disappeared..." Leila pushed a little harder. "I missed you..."
"H-hey, can't we just get a moment together alone, scales?" Iris muttered.
"She's my girlfriend too!" Leila objected, the tip of her tail twitching irately.
"Settle down girls," Shiori stepped in, palms raised. "I'm sure Megales wants to be returned back in two pieces just as much as the rest of you, but you might suffocate the poor thing."
"It's okay, Celes likes the hugs... o-oh." Leila's tender smile faltered, glancing over to Iris; her expression mirrored her own.
"Sorry... got excited." Iris slipped away from Celes, her limbs unfurling until she plopped onto the floor; she rotated her shoulder to make sure everything was where it ought to be. Leila slithered off in turn, resting atop her neatly coiled tail as she sat down.
"What can I do?" Leila asked with an insistent tone. "I-I'll help whatever I can! You need S-Tan to cooperate right? I... I'll even use my hypno-eyes if I have to!"
"Ah..." Megales frowned. "I-I don't know if that would work... she has a tendency to ignore whatever is inconvenient for her." Megales prodded her fingers together.
"Maybe a little spice would help~" Shiori pointed out. "Those seductive little pheromones will act well in a pinch!"
"I dunno about that either..." Megales shook her head. "Even when I'm... emitting them, she doesn't seem much affected at all. Maybe they just aren't... strong enough...?"
Megales blinked. A curious memory was coming back to her, though it hardly seemed like something real; it could've just as well been something she imagined, but... there was a way. A dirty little trick that somewhat disgusted Megales. But after S-Tan's dirty little tricks, maybe this would be what she needed.
"I-I think I got an idea!" Megales blurted. "I just need an uh, uhh..."
She glanced around the room, looking for an appropriate receptacle. She glanced to Iris.
"Iris! You're good at getting into places you shouldn't be!" Megales lit up. "Can you go to the club's kitchen and grab a couple things??"
"Me? Uh, sure, it'd be easy, but... what do you need?" Iris cocked her head to the side.
"Freshly baked cupcakes!" Megales explained brightly. "Can you get those? A couple will do!"
Iris blinked, trying to see the logic in this. Leila was similarly flummoxed, before her eyes lit up in understand; Iris glanced at Leila's reaction, still not comprehending.
"This, uh... this really isn't the time to have a tea party, hun." Iris muttered.
"I'm serious! It'll really important!" Megales insisted. "They bake new batches every day. Can you grab a box?"
"Ooookay. If you think it will help, I'll do it." Iris nodded. She took a deep breath, focusing her energy inwards as her body creaked and stretched towards the ceiling; her body pulled taut, her ribbon-y limbs slipped into an overhanging ventilation grate.
Megales turned to Shiori. "Do you have any empty vials with you? For magic stuff?"
"I... do." Shiori blinked. "I suppose you've seized on a brilliant idea?"
"It's the best shot we got! I think." Megales nodded. "But we're gonna need pheromones. Lots and lots of pheromones! And it all needs to fit inside..."
"...A small vial?" Shiori reached into her pocket to pull one out. "Hm... with a little wind magic, I suppose I could assist."
"Okay! U-um, please protect yourself, with a face covering or something. This could be a while..." Megales meekly cautioned. Shiori glanced to Leila with an inviting smile.
"Mmhm. Good thing I prepared for any contingencies this time~" She produced a spooky-looking gas-mask for Leila to wear; the lamia examined it cautiously and, with a nod, affixed it to her face; it was a pain to get over her long, scale-speckled ears.
"Okay dear," Shiori strapped on one of her own. "Whenever you're ready."
"Hoo... okay." Megales' focus turned within herself, focusing underneath her skin, along the pores of her body. She relaxed, took a deep breath, and exhaled, letting everything out.
Her body trembled with energy as her pores widened, pink wisps flowing out. She grit her teeth, putting more energy into it as her heart thrummed, skin tickling as her body grew increasingly pink and flushed, pheromones escaping her like an overclocked steam engine. The room filled with pink fog to the point that it was impossible to see one's own hand in front of their face.
A breeze blew through the room, the phermones swirling together, gathering into Shiori's vial. The pheromones, with a little help from Shiori's magic, were flowing into the vial. As Megales' body spewed out pheromones so thick it was hard to breath, the vial collected the gaseous vapour, accumulating into a thick, syrup-like consistency.
"Aaah..." Megales collapsed to her knees as her body tingled, tickling all over, her tail thrashing, wings spread as her body rocked. She moaned quietly, before pushing her body once more; the flow, which briefly abated itself, redoubled in force, a thick cloud of pheromones hugging her own body.
"A-are you alright??" Leila slithered forward. "D-don't push yourself, this is-"
"I can handle it...!" Megales insisted through her panting and moans. "This is... it's nothing...!"
Her body clenched as she produced more hormones, her body eager to pump it out nonstop as her body flared up, her body rocking with energy. She wondered if she was enjoying this sensation... or maybe she was getting a little too much of her own medicine.
She balled her hands into fists and focused more, her tail thrashing; she was on all fours, concentrating on her skin and the prickling sensation that travelled in waves all along her body.
"A quarter of the way there!" Shiori called out, her voice muffled by the gas mask. "You're doing great!"
"Haaah..." Megales earnestly hoped she was further along than this. She tensed up again, and readied herself for another round of furious pheromone production...
