“Hey, why is there a pair of boobs on the floor, and why is it wearing Kylie’s favourite shirt?”

(Inspired by: Boob TF by LunarTFs)

Amber waved to her other roommate.  “Hey.  Kylie came in grumbling about having an awful day, so I tried a new relaxation technique on her.”

Luna shook her head and crouched on the hardwood floor in front of the breasts to examine them more closely.  “I’ve never heard of a relaxation technique that can turn someone into boobs.  They do look like hers, though.  This isn’t just some silly prank?”

“Nope.  Honestly, I’m as surprised as you are.  I mean, in class we were told that about five percent of the population had the latent shifter gene, so you might be able to get them to tweak their appearance slightly with guided visualization techniques.”

Luna stood up again to confront Amber.  “This isn’t a little tweak.”

“It started out that way.  I began at her feet like I was taught in class, then when I told her to imagine them just melting away... well, you can imagine my surprise when they softly smoothed away into her ankles.”

“And you didn’t just stop there?” asked Luna, incredulously.

Amber shook her head.  “She said it felt good, so we just sort of... kept going.”

“And now she’s stuck as a pair of boobs?  How could you?”

“She’s not stuck,” protested Amber.  “She can still hear me.  I’m not sure how.  Maybe she has ear-membranes somewhere?”

“So you can persuade her to grow back?” asked Luna.  She frowned as she noticed motion from the boobs in front of her.  “Wasn’t she perkier before?”

Amber nodded.  “Yeah.  Even after her head disappeared, her nipples worked to show how she was feeling.”

“After you made her head disappear, you mean.”

“Hey, all I was doing was making suggestions.  She’s the one turning them into reality.  If she hated the idea, this would never work.”

“Yeah, but... there has to be more to it.  I mean, we grew up together, and both of us had the shifter gene.  When we were younger we could do little things like lengthen or shorten our fingers or toes, but nothing like this.  Oh, and we did manage to grow our boobs pretty spectacularly as we hit puberty, but then everything kind of locked down as we spent more time figuring out boys and sex and all that.”

Amber nodded.  “They talked about that a bit.  Having someone else to guide you helps push past the boundaries of your self-image.”

Luna crouched in front of her friend once more.  “This is pushing that self image awfully far...”  She brushed her hand over one of the familiar orbs, and smiled as Kylie’s nipple crinkled.  “Is this her limit?”

Amber moved to sit beside Luna.   “Kylie, do you want to keep going?”  The disembodied boobs’ nipples perked up at the suggestion.  Amber took a moment to gather her focus before gently speaking in a warm, resonant voice.  “Then focus on yourself.  Your shoulders are tense, tighten the muscles as tight as they’ll go, then release.  Good.  Now again, tighten, and release.  Once more... but this time as you release, let go of your shoulders, let them melt away and vanish from your perception.”

Luna gasped softly as she watched Kylie deflate further, slipping out of the shirt as little more than a pair of boobs with a vestigial butt.  She gave her arms a little shake, as they felt loose in the socket.  “I think you almost erased my shoulders, too.”

Amber giggled.  “Oops.”  She picked up Kylie’s crumpled shirt and set it aside.  “Maybe you shouldn’t listen to the rest.  Are you okay?”

Luna rolled her shoulders, and nodded.  “Yeah.  I’m good.  And there’s no way you’re chasing me away now.  I have to see this.”

Amber turned back to her subject.  “Hey little thing.  Ready to go further?”  Perky nipples made her grin, so she resumed her mesmeric voice.  “Then focus on that cute butt of yours.  You don’t need it any more, let it softly meld away into your boobs.  You have lovely boobs, and now that’s all you are.  Soft, sexy, bouncy boobs.”

Luna let out a little whimper, and had to look away from Kylie’s dwindling form until her own butt stabilized once more.  “Wow.  You’re good at that.”

Amber flashed her a sultry grin.  “Thank you.  Want to try this out?”

Luna shook her head frantically.  “I like having hands.”

“How are you on the subject of feet, after a long day?” purred Amber.  “You don’t need feet right now, let them fade from awareness.”

Luna’s breathing got more ragged.  “Oh god, they’re...”  Her shoes clunked to the floor as her feet withdrew from them.  She stared at the rounded stumps where her feet had been.  “I really should put those back.”

“No hurry.  They don’t hurt any more, mmm?  If you bring them back...”

Luna took a few steadying breaths.  “Right.  I can just bum-scoot around the apartment until dinner.”

“If you’re going to do that, do you really need legs?” asked Amber, grin and tone light and innocent.

Luna looked away, and then turned to the boobs on the floor once more.  “Hey Kylie.  Are you really enjoying this?”  Perked nipples made Luna chuckle wryly.  “I guess this is as far as you can go.”

“Why not go further?” asked Amber.  “I want to see how far down I can guide her.  Ready for more?”  She surveyed Kylie’s abbreviated form and grinned at how it had perked up.  “Then let’s see... two boobs does seem redundant.  Pull them together, merging into a single large boob.”

Luna stared in amazement as the breasts merged together in front of her.  She idly noticed that her top had become uncomfortable and shucked out of it without losing sight of her friend.  “Oh, wow.  That really has to be it, doesn’t it?”

Amber shot Luna’s chest an amused glance.  One large breast dominated it, bobbing freely.  She licked her lips and tried not to get too distracted by appreciating the sight.  “I can think of one thing she could lose.”  Once again pitching her voice to its most persuasive, she murmured, “That nipple of yours distracts from the perfect smoothness.  Let go of it, let it slide away unneeded.”

A simple fleshy orb sat in front of the two women.  “There.  Oh, I know.  One more thing.”

Amber leaned forward, nearly pressing her lips to the orb.  Luna couldn’t hear what was being said in that intense murmur, she just watched with bated breath.

“What did you do?” she asked when Amber sat up.

“Took her penultimate sense.  Hearing.  All she has left is touch.”

Luna’s eyes went very wide.  “But if she can’t hear you, you can’t talk her back to being human.”

Amber giggled giddily.  “I know.  She’ll have to figure it out on her own.  Assuming she wants to be human.  I’m... not sure that’s the case.”

“Amber!  How could you do that?  You know how hard it is to will your own changes.”

Amber shook her head.  “She’s spent the last twenty three years as a human.  It’ll come back.  Probably first thing Monday morning when she remembers she has to go to work.  The class touched on that too, most people can bring themselves back if there’s sufficient cause.  Missing classes, missing work, that kind of thing can really... what?”

Luna’s expression was growing even more horrified.  “Kylie lost her job today.  That asshole Jim got her fired because she wouldn’t sleep with him.  That’s why she was so upset and tense.”

Amber winced.  “Oh.  Damn.  If I’d known...  Look.  She still remembers being human.  She’ll figure it out.”

“And if she doesn’t?” asked Luna, archly.

“We have a new pet.  A cuddly, cozy one that doesn’t make messes, or noise.”  Amber scooped up the featureless blob and hugged it to her chest.  “Mmmm.  She feels so soft and squishy...”

Luna put out her hands, and Amber set the blob in them.  Luna studied the reduced woman, then slowly wrapped herself around the orb in an engulfing hug.  “Oh, Kylie.  If you stay like this we’ll take the best care of you.”

*** *** ***

The weekend progressed more quietly than usual.  Kylie had always been the loudest of the three, and both Luna and Amber appreciated the chance for some peace and quiet.  Luna kept her friend close at hand, cuddling the blob in her lap when she was sitting up, letting it rest against her chest when she was lying down.  Amber was allowed to cuddle her under Luna’s watchful gaze, but never for long.

When Monday morning rolled around, Luna groaned at her alarm and sat up.  “Please wake up, Kylie,” she called to the blob that had shared her bed.  It didn’t even twitch.  Luna sighed softly.  “I hope you’re happy.”  She petted the blob softly, then left it cuddled up in her bed.  That’s where she found it when she came home, as well.

The week dragged on.  Luna and Kylie cuddled as much as they could when Luna wasn’t at work, and Amber managed to look at least a little guilty whenever Luna glared at her.

When Friday rolled around, Amber came home to find Luna already slumped on the couch, looking despondent.  “Hey.  You look like hell.”

“Yeah well.  I’ve been so distracted about Kylie I fucked up at work.  Dropped an order, got yelled at by a customer, yelled back... and now I’m fired.  God, I just want the world to go away.”

Amber smiled reminiscently.  “That’s just what Kylie said, too.”  She pitched her voice resonant and warm.  “You don’t need your feet any more.  They’ll stop hurting if you let them softly slip away into nothing.”

Luna moaned softly and slumped back on the couch as her feet smoothed away into her ankles.  She gave her now-loose nylons a half-hearted tug, but they were still tight around her legs.  “Are you...”

“I’ll stop when you stop me.  You’d be much more comfortable without those nylons pinching at your legs.  Let them slide away, dwindling into your cute, round tush.”

Luna closed her eyes and felt her legs follow Amber’s voice into oblivion.  The melting, the flowing of her flesh.  It had been so long since she’d felt it, and it had always felt good.  This felt better than she remembered.  Somehow, it felt right to change, to take up her birthright.  She let that thought rattle around for a bit, and what came out was a single word.  “More.”

Amber’s chuckle was warm as she moved closer to the couch, crouching beside her dwindling roommate.  She took Luna’s hands in hers.  “If you don’t have to wait tables, you don’t need these hands.  Let them slide away.”  Fingers simplified in her grip and then slipped out from between her own.  “Mmm, keep going, all the way up those useless arms.”

Luna moaned again.  “Please.”

Amber leaned closer to kiss her on the forehead.  “Anything.  You’re free now, free to dwindle to whatever you need to be.”

Luna strained under Amber’s gaze.  She knew how it felt to change, tried to summon up that flowing warm feeling on her own.  All she managed was to tense up her shoulders and back.  She sighed and flopped back to the couch.  “I can’t do it without the voice.”

“Ask nicely,” purred Amber.  “No misunderstandings this time.  I will do it, but you have to ask.”

“All the way,” whispered Luna.  “Just like Kylie.”

“And without a job to wake you, what shall I do with the two of you?”

“Anything you want.”

Amber pulled Luna into a hug.  “So sweet.  I’ll take good care of you, I promise.”

“Do it.”

At Amber’s mesmeric urging, Luna swiftly dwindled as Kylie had.  Her head smoothed to a featureless orb, taking sight and breath and voice with it... but oddly not hearing.  Feeling her head liquece into her body sent orgasmic tremors through her.  She marveled at the fact she could still think without a brain, but soon the words came once more, nibbling away at her sense of self, denying she’d ever had shoulders, or hips, or a belly.  Down to just a pair of boobs, teased and fondled there in delightful ways before simplifying further, before the voice that was her world took her last physical feature away.

Luna the blob sat on the couch, waiting for that last whisper, the one that would take hearing away and leave her adrift in the soft, warm dark.  Lips gently brushed against her skin, and Amber murmured gently against her, “I didn’t take Kylie’s hearing either.”