I took a deep breath as I stripped, folding my clothes into a neat pile before sitting down on a cold plastic funnel. I was really about to do this.

"Hey Laura, you alright? You're looking paler than usual. You nervous about this?"

"No shit I'm fucking nervous about this, Em, I'm about to let you turn me into something inanimate. Permanently."

"Well, you still have time to back out if you want. I won't judge."

I closed my eyes and took another breath as I tried to calm the flutters in my stomach. I'd always been fascinated with the idea of people becoming helpless playthings, but now that it was about to happen to me, I was feeling a lot less confident about the idea. Steeling myself, I opened my eyes and looked at Em.

"No, I'm going through with this. Do it before I lose my composure. Hurry."

Em nodded and raised the funnel up, placing a small jar below the spout. "Love you Laura. You'll enjoy this, I promise."

I sit in the funnel, shivering as Em fiddles with her mixture. Just as I'm about to chicken out completely and climb out, she leans in and unceremoniously dumps the bottle on my head. The pitch black concoction runs down my body before fading away to nothingness. I curiously run my fingers across my belly, noting that my body is hyper sensitive. Every touch sends jolts of pleasure straight to my brain, and it isn't long before I'm frantically groping every inch of myself, overloading myself with pleasure.

Moaning and writhing around, I don't notice my body darkening into the same pitch black that the mixture was. I'm so focused on playing with myself that I barely register the fact that my body is melting until my fingers begin to ooze together. My legs have already dripped down into the bucket, and my hips are starting to slide through the spout. I wondered how my body was able to fit in the jar but my thoughts were interrupted by a melting feeling in the inside of my mouth.

"Aaagghhhhhh!"

My scream fades into a panicked gurgling as the air coming out of my mouth deforms it, causing my lips to fuse together. My breasts have already melted off my body, and I see them slide down my torso before my shoulders start to flow through the funnel. I glance around one last time, still gurgling, before my eyelids melt over my eyes and everything goes black and I pass out.

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I don't know how long I was unconscious. A minute? An hour? A week? I felt a vibration on my... surface, and a second later I felt something stab into me, sending ripples across my surface. Fuck, that felt good. I felt myself vibrate as the thing was repeatedly shoved into me, but a particularly large vibration caused the poking to stop. Disappointed, I tried to vibrate myself again in the hopes that the poking would continue, but nothing happened. Without any stimulation, my mind began to slow down, returning me to the same unconscious fuzziness that I had been in prior to the vibration that awakened me.

Suddenly, I was poked again, but this time I was swirled around my container. My thoughts were broken up and I could barely form a coherent thought before-

Dizzy! Pleasure! Mixing! Vibration! Pleasure! Pleasure! Shaking! Moving!

My train of thought returned as the mixing stopped, and I felt my container being moved somewhere. As I recovered from the mixing I had just endured, I felt myself spill out of my container onto a smooth surface. My body, if you could call it that, began moving involuntarily, forming itself into a pattern.

"-hear me? Hello, hello? Laura, can you hear me?"

Wait, I could hear Em again! My vision slowly came back, grainy and out of focus at first but eventually clearing up until I could see normally again. I blinked a few times to let Laura know I was okay. Laura grinned when she saw me blink, and before I could react, she slammed a metal weight on me.

I would've moaned if I could. My body was still hyper sensitive, and the feeling of being pressed by the weight was incredibly orgasmic. I could feel my body merging with the surface underneath me, and I passed out again as a mind-breaking orgasm ripped through me.

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Em's warm hands were on my back, pressing me onto her body. I could feel parts of me sticking to her and getting pulled away from the surface I had been pressed on. Eventually, I felt that all of me was stuck on Em. Now that I was able to think clearly again, I wondered what I had been transformed into.

"You're probably wondering what I turned you into. Take a look."

The fabric that was covering me was lifted away, and I saw Em's back in her bathroom mirror, but with one major difference. There was a stunningly lifelike, but extremely naked tattoo of me. Wait! I was the tattoo! I waved and watched, dumbfounded, as the tattoo in the mirror waved back. I tried to talk to Em, but even though my mouth was moving, I didn't make a sound. Frustrated, I crossed my arms and pouted.

"Ah ah ah, tattoos don't usually talk, Laura. You're no exception. But luckily for you, you can still move around a little." Em laughed as she poked my boob with her finger.

I squirmed as I felt her finger rub my boob. My mind went numb and I collapsed to my knees, shuddering with pleasure. Fuck, this was hot. I was helplessly trapped as a tattoo on my best friend's back, unable to escape, doomed to forever be tormented with extreme pleasure. Fuck. Just thinking about it made me collapse again, and I felt myself orgasm. I saw black ink drip down my thighs and pool below me in the mirror as I came, creating a large puddle before it vanished.

"Enjoying yourself, Laura? I hope you did, because there's no going back to normal."

I barely heard a single word. I was slumped on my front, both hands deep inside my pussy. As Em put her shirt back and and my vision was obscured by the fabric, I came again, staining my hands black. As I drooled ink all over myself, I wished that I could thank Em for changing me.

When I eventually gained control of myself again, I tried moving around. Instinctively, I knew how to move around. I felt myself drift over to Em's right shoulder, shrinking as I traveled up her arm. I drifted through her arm, ending up on the back of her hand. I jumped around, trying to get her attention. Unsurprisingly, she didn't notice anything because I was just a patch of ink on her skin. I sighed and decided to wait for Em to look at her hand. I struck a sexy pose as I waited for Em to notice me, because well, why not?

Finally, she looked down at her hand. I excitedly waved to her, giving her a thumbs up and mouthing the words 'thank you'. Em gave me a thumbs up with her other hand before a wicked grin surfaced on her face, and she dug her finger into my crotch, twisting it around.

Which was exactly what I wanted.