“Hello, friends. Have you ever needed to use a bandage, but didn’t want to deal with the sticky residue afterward? Or perhaps you don’t like that painful pulling when you’re done? I’m D-list voice actor Ralph Orlando, here to tell you about our new product, Flesh Tape! Just apply a single strip, and… uh… line?”
“Your line is ‘watch your cut disappear like magic’.”
“Oh, right. Sorry. Want to take it from the top?”
“No, it’s past time for lunch. Alright, everyone, break time!”

Ralph stepped off the faux dining room set and, shedding his too-warm sweater vest, entered into the cool, refreshing darkness where he made small chat with the sound guys, camera crew and the director, Barbra Gomez. In stature, Ralph was tall, muscular and incredibly dark, but with friendly eyes and the sort of neat, professional look that said “You can trust me to bring your daughter safe back home by ten, sir.” He gave Barbra a quick peck on the cheek, his mustache making her giggle as it tickled her, and the two went to the cafeteria to have lunch together. Secretly, Barbra thanked her lucky stars and wondered how she could have ever gotten this commercial gig with a guy like Ralph, let alone begin to date him? Barbra never thought much of her own appearance; horn rim glasses, a bright red Karen cut, long pointed nose, and an ass three times bigger than her tiny chest. Others have told her she was too critical of her appearance, but she thought she was the best judge of whether she was ugly or not. Of course, as Ralph sat down with his thermos of ravioli, literally the only thing he ever ate, she was reminded of one simple truth: actors are weird.

“Sorry for that line flub, Barbra. I just hope I’ll get it right when we’re ready to record.”
“Well, I want to tell you that tits fine and you’ll nail it, but this is the last day for rehearsal. You really need to pick up the pace on that line memorization, man. What’s so funny?”
“You said ‘tits fine’.”
“What? No I didn’-shut up! Just memorize those lines!” She said, throwing a bit of cucumber from her bento box at him with a smile.
As they ate, the conversation turned to the Flesh Tape they were both hired to advertise. Neither of them had heard about this product before, and the creator was very secretive. Who was this guy anyway? There was a rumor that the inventor who hired them to advertise his product was a wizard, but that sounded ridiculous! But neither of them cared so long as the money was good. From what they knew, Flesh Tape was a sort of flexible tape that, when applied, became flesh, or something like it, and could repair living and nonliving tissue. This should have been a medical breakthrough, and yet it was being advertised by wash-ups and nobodies like it’s some cheap infomercial crap!

After they finished their lunch, there was still about 45 minutes of break time before they had to return to work. Unsure of what to do, the two decided to inspect the product in question.
“What even is this stuff anyway?” Barbra asked, “Like, what’s it made of?”
“I have no clue.” Ralph replied, “Can you imagine what people would do with this stuff?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, it makes flesh wherever you put it on. Sounds like it could have more than just medical uses, you know what I mean?”
After confirming that they were indeed alone in the closet, Barbra began to unbutton Ralph’s shirt.
“Oh, I believe I do.”

Once both people were thoroughly undressed (Barbra blushing a bit once Ralph could see her body) they pulled out a long strip of Flesh Tape and stared at it.
“So…I didn’t think this far ahead.” Ralph said. “I know this could be fun, but I don’t know where to even start with this sort of thing.”
At this, Barbra rolled her eyes.
“Men…give it here! I’ll show you.” And she began to mummify her legs. Everywhere the tape touched, it changed in color and texture until it was impossible to tell where the tape ended and her skin started.
“This is too bizarre!” Ralph balked, now that his girlfriend resembled a human mermaid.
“This is nothing! I heard the creator put a goat back together after sawing it in half.”
“Did it live?”
“I…forgot to ask. Anyway, this stuff is wild! I actually feel the tape areas and everything. Pin my arms to my side next. Hands too.”
Ralph obliged, and soon, Barbra was left limbless and beaming.
“Oh, dear me, Ralph.” She cooed, laying it on thick, “Like this, I can’t do anything for myself. I can’t even cover up my breasts or naughty bits which, by some cruel twist of fate, we left exposed. Whatever shall we do?”

But Ralph simply stared at the next strip of tape, thinking.
“I said ‘What shall we do?’.”
“The unexpected” Ralph said, bending his knees and swinging a loop of tape behind him like a jump rope and, catching the helpless Barbra him, pulled her in close so they were back to back. He then wound the tape a few more times, so that his torso and hers were completely merged together. It was…weird to say the least. He felt his back rise and fall with her breathing, and felt the weird sensation of breasts on his back.
“Well now, this is unexpected.” Barbra said, “I guess once you finally catch on, you’re pretty good at this. But what made you decide this?”
“I wanted to know if it worked on multiple people at once.” He said, “Now watch this.”
Carefully winding the tape around their pelvises, their lower torsos merged, and each shuddered as they felt the other’s genitals, doubling the sensations felt. He then grabbed another strip and wrapped their necks and heads. Ralph rose back up to his full height and Barbra felt her feet leave the floor.

The end result was that they had become one; the main body was Ralph, but Barbra’s face was on the back of his head, her breasts adorned his back, everyone kept their genitals, and her mermaid legs stuck out of him like a tail. For a few moments, they just stood there, enjoying this sensation, this closeness. For Barbra, it was like the best bondage session she ever had. And Ralph was enjoying her approval of his idea. She didn’t need to say anything; her loins did the talking for her.

Their shared moment of ecstasy was interrupted when the closet door opened, and one of the crewmen took up the frame.
“Hang on, guys, I’ll grab a fresh roll and- what the!?”
“Uh…” Ralph was speechless.
“Hey there, Jim.” Barbra said, blushing. “Say, you wouldn’t know how to get this stuff off, would you?”