"So… when do we start drinking?" I asked, casually.

"No need to be in such a rush… chill out, relax a little!" Carla laughed, patting me on the head as she moved on to talking to the other guests.

Since I was new in town, Carla (my new next-door neighbor) had been more than welcoming to me, inviting me to a little get-together with her and some other friends. Um… what was it she said… that "we'd have a magical time." I was a little put off by her strange word choice, but seeing that I had no friends in this neighborhood, I was hard pressed to decline the invitation. Just some drinks and hanging out, apparently.

Though I had yet to see any of the drink. I got to know the rest of the girls a little better though, making friends is never a bad thing. They seemed pleasant enough at the time.

After about an hour, Carla finally got to her feet. "Alright! I'm going to go get the drinks." I noticed that she was smiling rather directly at me. Then I noticed that everyone else was doing the same. Carla quickly left, leaving me feeling rather anxious. I felt like I was about to become the victim of… something.

"So, um… Ellie, was it?" one of the girls asked, "Did Carla tell you… what we do here?"

The group of girls giggled. The nervousness worsened, but I tried to keep a straight face. It didn't help that I forgot the name of the one talking to me. "Um… drink?"

"Oh, man, she's roping in another newbie." A brunette girl whom I did know the name of (Victoria, by the way), laughed. "Try to keep an open mind."

"Uh… right." I was getting confused. And worried. An open mind? There was something I wasn't being let on to, and the way everyone was acting… my mind jumped to the worst, afraid I was getting pulled into some sort of… drunken… lesbian orgy… thing. I must have been blushing so hard.

It's not that I haven't ever thought about it… I had fooled around with my old college roommate one drunken night before, but I had never considered myself a lesbian.

Before I could get too carried away with my thoughts, however, Carla finally returned with a large cooler, dumping it in the center of the living room floor. The girls erupted into joyous giggling. Apparently, they seriously wanted their booze.

"Alright, who gets what?" a long-haired blonde asked (I think her name was Olivia?).

"Eh, just random ones." Carla announced, and a series of groans chorused. "Hey, if the newbie doesn't know what she's getting into, it's better off doing it randomly, right?" I was seriously confused now. What was going on?!

"Oh, and Vickie, you're not getting your favorite. In fact, I hid it away." Carla said to Victoria.

"Aw, why not?" she pouted.

"It's a bit too much for the newbie, I think. And it gets so messy…"

"Bah." Victoria slumped backwards in her seat.

"Here you go, Ellie." Carla pulled out a bottle from the cooler and tossed it at me. I yelped and barely caught it in my hands. As Carla distributed more of them to the others, I noticed that there was no label or anything on the bottle. It was extremely non-descript. And the contents… looked nothing like beer.

"…this isn't beer, is it?" I asked, cautiously. I felt everyone's gazes turn to me.

"Just drink, dear." Carla said, laughing, popping open her bottle and handing me the opener. "Just wait for everyone to start together, okay?"

I popped off the cap and waited for everyone else to get ready, trepidation taking a hold of me. What the hell was going on here? Was this some sort of weird cult thing?

"Alright, cheers!" Carla announced, and lifted her bottle to her lips. Hesitatingly, I did the same.

Whatever it was that I drank, it tasted nothing like alcohol. It barely tasted like anything, to be honest. I took a modest sip, and lowered the bottle, glancing around the room. I noticed Victoria's chair was empty, and everyone else had incredibly broad smiles on their faces.

"…okay, so is anyone going to tell me what's going on here?" I finally asked.

"We're witches, dear." Carla replied, rather flatly.

"…what?"

"You… well, we all just drank elixirs. Random ones." Olivia added.

"…what?"

"They're fun! Don't worry, it's totally safe. We do this every other week, like I said. It gets pretty crazy. It'll take a few moments for the effects to kick in." the girl I didn't remember the name of offered.

"…what?!"

"Just relax." Carla said, taking another large sip of her drink. "Just remember that the more you drink, the faster and more drastic the effects will be. Here, I'll show you." Carla took a long draught from her bottle.

And then I suddenly noticed that Carla's left hand was missing. Just gone. It ended in a stump. I swear she had had two hands just a moment ago. "…where's your hand?" I blurted out.

"Ah, vanishing. That's a shame, it's rather dull. Relaxing though." Carla said.

"…what?" I said again.

"Like I said. These are magic elixirs. I tore off the labels and mixed them up so we wouldn't know which ones are which. They're all very fun though, and great to mess around with. Mine is a Vanishing Elixir. As I keep drinking, I'm going to slowly disappear."

"…disappear like… invisible?"

"No, no, disappear like gone. Poof. Touch my… stump!" Carla offered me what was left of her left arm.

Cautiously, I poked at the area around the stump. Her hand was definitely gone, her left arm ended with her wrist. Where it used to be was covered by a layer of unblemished skin. Gingerly, I rubbed my finger on it. It was quite smooth. As I did so however, Carla shuddered slightly, and I quickly withdrew.

"Sorry! I…"

"No, that's okay. It's… nice. It feels very nice." Carla smiled. I noticed her right ear was gone (her hair was cut quite short).

"Oh. Um… so… what happens when you're all gone?"

"Um… nothing, really. I just stop existing for awhile. Until the elixir wears off anyway." Carla took another long gulp. "Then I pop back into existence. Not existing is very relaxing, really. You should try it some time!" Carla winked.

"Right… uh. I'll take your word for it. So… what did I get?"

"Beats me. Nothing seems to be happening to you yet. Drink more!" Carla's left arm suddenly ended just before the elbow.

I looked hesitatingly at the bottle for a moment before Carla interrupted me. "Hey, if you took any at all, it's going to happen to you anyway. Drinking more just speeds up the process."

"Alright then… bottoms up!" I tilted the bottle back and let the tasteless liquid pour down my throat. As I pulled the bottle away from my lips, I looked down at myself for any changes. "…anything?"

"Hm, no, but a lot of the effects aren't very visible. Try… doing things."

I stood up. "Uh… like what."

"I don't know, whatever. Here, give me your hand." I offered her my right hand, and she held it in her own, looking carefully at it. She prodded it with her thumb gently. And then hard.

As her thumb came down, my hand seemed to collapse upon itself, leaving a large dent in it where she had poked me. My eyes widened in surprise.

"Ah, the Clay Elixir! Very fun, you should enjoy this." Carla grinned at me. Seeing my confusion, she quickly added, "It basically turns you into living Play-Doh. You'll get softer and easier to mold the more you drink."

"Huh." I withdrew my hand, examining the dent in my palm. Carla's thumbprint was left quite clearly in it. "So… I'm just… made of clay."

"Yeah! And…" Carla's voice trailed off as she looked behind me. I turned to follow her gaze, and saw Victoria stumbling out of the basement cellar with a bottle in her hand, sweating profusely.

"Fooooooooound it!" She announced dramatically.

"Victoria! I told you we're not drinking that tonight!" Carla shouted.

"Oh, lighten up! I'm sure Ellie can handle it, she seems to be taking this entire pretty well!" Victoria retorted. "Aren't you, Ellie?" Victoria approached me, drinking heavily from the bottle.

"Uh… I guess… this is all really weird though…" I looked her up and down for any signs of what she was drinking, but couldn't get much.

"Well it's about to get even weirder." Victoria lunged at me suddenly, tackling me backwards onto the couch, planting her lips onto mine. I fell into shock as Victoria plunged into a deep, embracing kiss with me as she collapsed over me. I don't know if it was the whole insanity of the matter or what, but… I returned the kiss.

After what felt like a solid five seconds, Victoria released me, grinning. I noticed she was sweating even more now… no, that wasn't sweat. A droplet of it fell from her forehead onto mine. It didn't splash, or splatter, and it felt warm to the touch, the warmth of a person.

"Are you… melting?" I asked, as another droplet fell onto my face. Victoria began to get off me.

"Yeah, little bit." She laughed, as she stumbled off of me. I staggered to my feet, only to find the entire front half of my clothes coated in… well, Victoria.

Carla sighed. "I should've hidden it better."

"Heh. Lighten up, Carl. Things are more interesting this way, anyway!" Victoria said. I finally got a good look at her. She had lost a lot of herself, melting away, now considerably smaller. Her clothes were soaked in her, and she was practically oozing out of her clothes, leaving a large puddle of flesh where she was standing.

I wiped a bit off of Victoria off my shirt. She was warm to the touch, a thick liquid that still had all the smoothness of skin. I had to admit, she felt really good. I was snapped out of my thoughts by Carla.

"Hey, listen. The Melting Elixir works a little differently. When it wears off it has to get back all of the drinker into one piece. So when you two kissed, she got a little bit of her inside you."

"…um… so, what does that mean?"

"It means that you're going to start melting too. It's very contagious that way. The easiest way for the magic to clean up is to melt both of you down and reform you individually."

"…so… I'm melting." I looked down at myself, and saw myself slowly begin to drip.

"Yes."

"…and anyone who gets part of me inside them melts too."

"Yup. It replaces whatever drink they have, sort of. Like if I did it, I'd stop vanishing, and what's left of me would begin to melt instead."

"…I see. And things always get this… raunchy?" I asked, eyeing Victoria, who was now on one of the other girls, who appeared to be cut in half along her waist. I could see why she was that way. Now that I had started melting, I was beginning to feel a strange heat build up in me… not unpleasant, and very comforting.

"Well, Victoria likes to melt… a lot. And it's always fun to get more people into it because… well, you'll see pretty soon, I imagine." Carla said, glancing down at the puddle of myself forming around my feet. I wriggled what remained of my melting toes in the puddle. I could still feel every bit of myself that had melted and dripped off myself, collecting in the puddle of me. Everything felt really together and comfortable, like I was surrounded by warm flesh. Which I guess technically, I was. I looked up at Carla.

"Right… well, then." I grinned up at Carla. She was pretty cute, after all, even missing an ear, her nose, and other miscellaneous body parts. I lunged at her, planting a kiss directly on her lips. Almost surprisingly, I met no resistance as she returned it with great enthusiasm, sucking on my lips. I felt part of my mouth flow into her own, traces of my melting lips being swallowed. It was faint, but I could feel myself inside of her.

And Carla began to melt too. I pulled myself away from the kiss to find her dripping off herself profusely.

"The degree of the effect also depends on the first drinker. Just by the way." Carla gasped.

"Right, I figured. It's going really fast." I noticed. I weighed a lot less now, my body feeling incredibly light since most of it was in a quickly growing puddle.

"Vickie doesn't take things slowly." Carla motioned over to Victoria. I turned, to find that she had already gotten all the other girls, and they were melting together in a large group hug over on the other couch. "You taste pretty good by the way." Carla grinned. "Kind of like strawberries."

Normally, I probably would have been taken aback by that comment, but today seemed like a very different sort of day. Raising what remained of my right hand to my lips, I noticed it had lost all semblance of a hand, and was more like a melting tentacle. I licked myself, tasting my melted flesh, rolling that bit of myself around my tongue.

She was right, I did taste good, and only vaguely like strawberries.  But even more strange was the sensation that I felt in the piece of myself I just swallowed. I wanted to feel it again, but stronger, so I sank to the ground, splashing into the large puddle of me, and ran my mouth through the pool, drinking heavily. I felt all the bits and pieces of me that had melted off swirl inside me, mostly from my legs.

I noticed that Carla had joined me, rolled off the chair and splashed into my puddle, giggling rather wildly. "You're taking this all pretty well!"

"It's… very unique." I laughed. "Hey, can I taste you too?"

"Wow, someone's getting very personal."

"Oh! I'm sorry, I…"

"No, no! Don't worry about it!" Carla laughed, "This happens all the time. Look at the others, they're practically having sex over there."

Victoria and the others had been reduced to a large mound of melting flesh. I had no idea where any of the girls ended and the others began, they were just all… together. Like me and Carla were becoming. Ever since Carla had jumped into the puddle of me, I could feel her, completely. Melting itself was a great experience, but having another person melting with you… Carla's flesh melting and mixing with mine… it felt fantastic.

"So… want a lick?" Carla offered me an arm. "We all taste a little different, it's pretty unique. Sometimes we turn ourselves into popsicles for each other."

"I've got to see what that's like." I murmured as I took hold of Carla's arm, running my tongue across it. Carla moaned. "Peach." I said, rather softly.

"Hm?"

"You taste like peach." I laughed, and so did she.

"Yeah, that seems to be the general consensus." More and more of me and Carla were melting and mixing together into the large puddle. By this time we had both been reduced to only our upper bodies, everything below our waists having long since melted away. The thought of our melted pussies mixing and mingling in the puddle of flesh gave me a small orgasm.

"So… what now?" I asked.

"Now, we mix." Carla grinned, slyly, as she lunged forward at me, catching me by surprise. We both fell backwards into the puddle, giving only a small splash. I felt her body melting on top of mine, dripping down my own liquid body, mixing together in rivulets of flesh that met together in the puddle, our puddle. She pushed in for a kiss, I did nothing to stop it, as I drank her in. Our faces touched together, unconstrained by shape, as her face began to melt over mine, merging together into a single liquid as we stopped kissing, not because we wanted to, but because we couldn't. Our mouths melted shut by each other's flesh, only silence remained as I let her envelop me from above, no longer possessing anything as solid as arms to stop her even if I wanted to, as we both melted into the pool.