(TF) melting, evaporating

She was known as Luscious.

That wasn’t her name, of course, but now even her parents called her Luscious. Luscious by name, Luscious by nature.

She was a total knockout. Today, as she walked home, she could feel people’s eyes on her. On her long legs, encased in shiny pink leggings. On her pert ass. Her curves. Her belly button, on show today, with its jewelled piercing shining there. The swell of her boobs, shown off through her low-cut spaghetti strap top. Her hair, dyed a light shade of pink.

She smiled to herself. Yes, she had an amazing body.

And she was about to make it disappear, which made her smile even broader.

She walked up the stairs to her apartment and let herself in. All was quiet, which was to be expected - her roommate was away for the week modelling overseas. So she had the place all to herself.

Perfect for a weekend of melting fun.

Luscious opened her big bag and took out the contents. Bread. Milk. Strawberries. Juice. Oh, and the tiny bottle of liquid that would change her very molecules.

She held the bottle up to the light and watched the strange swirling patterns inside it. What was it? She didn’t really know. She didn’t really know how it worked either. It might have been science, or it might have been magic. It didn’t matter.

What mattered was what she could do with it.

Tingling with anticipation, Luscious had a quick sandwich and washed up, making sure all was ready. She probably wouldn’t need to eat for the rest of the day. Well, she wouldn’t have a stomach.

She stood before the full-length mirror in the bedroom and began to strip. First she shrugged off her top, then her leggings. She stood admiring herself in her red matching underwear before it too was taken off. Finally she reached to her belly button and unscrewed the ball on her piercing before sliding it out.

“Sorry, but I don’t think you’d enjoy floating in a pool of goo!” she giggled.

There was a slight touch of nervousness as she undid the bottle. She’d used the serum several times before now, but never alone. And just being able to change form from human to, well, blob or puddle, was a little scary still. But overlaying that feeling was one of extreme naughtiness. This wasn’t something normal people were supposed to do … which was all the more reason to do it.

Quickly, before she changed her mind, Luscious drank down the contents of the bottle. A warm feeling filled her body as the liquid was absorbed into her stomach. The taste of the serum seemed to change every time she used it. This one tasted like lemon iced tea.

She put the bottle down and looked at her body. Nothing seemed to have changed but who could tell? There was only one real way to find out.

She went to the nearest wall and spread her hand over it. Slowly, but firmly, she began to press her hand into the wall. And her hand began to spread out, thinning as it flowed into the wall.

Luscious giggled. She could actually feel her atoms as they became part of the wall. She pushed on, and her body began to flow into the wall itself. From her back, it looked like she was submerged in it, with her butt and head sticking out. As she moved into the wall, she rolled over, her face and breasts turning pale yellow as she took on the attributes of the painted wall. And slowly, as if sinking below water, she drifted down until with a slight slurping noise she was swallowed whole.

There was silence for a minute, then slowly one eye, another eye and then a mouth appeared on the wall.

“Well, this is fabulous!” the mouth laughed. “Look at me! I’m Luscious the Wall! How amazing am I!”

Her left eye drifted over to the far side of the wall, while her right eye stayed where it was. Her mouth drifted apart too, winding up in the far right corner.

“Oh, it’s such an amazing feeling being a wall! Being flat, and so big, and holding up the ceiling, and the floor … I’m so useful like that! And I can feel the rest of the house … I wonder if I could spread myself over all the walls in this room …”

She concentrated, and she could feel herself flowing from one wall to the one it was touching, and then the other, and then the wall opposite. Luscious’ face appeared on one wall, and then the next, until four faces were staring at each other with broad smiles.

“Hello there!” she greeted herself. “Hi!” “Nice to see you!” “Looking good, girl!” shouted her doppelgängers from the other walls.

This felt so damned good! She wasn’t just one wall, she was all four. She could feel herself mingled with the walls, where she was made of brick and plaster yet felt totally human too.

“Watch this!” she giggled, and she sent her features whizzing around the wall. The others followed suit, until she was bouncing around the walls like a pinball around a pinball machine.

Eventually she pulled herself back into one wall and her mouth and eyes came to rest. She sighed happily. Merging with a wall was certainly fun. On the other hand, she’d already spent some time being part of the house today, and she had something else in mind she wanted to do …

Her features faded back into the wall, and then Luscious began to rise out of the wall. She laughed as she caught sight of her naked body reemerging from the wall in the mirror. Half-in and half-out of the wall, she retained its appearance, her body being pockmarked like plaster and painted yellow. Finally she pulled herself fully out of the wall, stepping out onto the floor fully human once more.

Luscious sashayed to the centre of the room. What she wanted to do next was so very naughty. She struck a pose and began to melt.

She began to slowly ooze from her face down. Her hair slid down her body, leaving her bald. Then her face began to collapse in on itself. Her eyes rolled down her cheeks. Her neck shortened before vanishing altogether.

She stared at herself in the mirror - not that easy when your eyes are falling down your face. She watched her legs join together and flow into a puddle, while her nipples flattened against her breasts, looking like two fried eggs. Then her boobs seemed to be absorbed into her increasingly blobby appearance.

If she still had a mouth, she’d laugh in triumph. Really, melting like this should be horrifying, but something about it was so damned sexy. It really got her right in the … well, that wasn’t there anymore either, but you know.

Slowly she sank to the floor, now nothing more than a small slightly pink puddle. First one eye, then another, appeared in the gooey mess, before a mouth formed above them.

“Now this is more like it!” the puddle laughed. “How sexy do I look now? Um, very, of course! Oops! I think I got my mouth upside-down!” And the mouth spun around the pool until it came to a stop under the eyes.

“Oh Luscious, you beautiful thing!” the puddle sighed. “No longer a girl, you’re just a pool of goo … of very stretchy goo!” And the goo shot out across the floor, spreading itself thinner and thinner until it was the merest flush of pink on the floorboards.

“Luscious, pull yourself together, girl!” the mouth chided herself, and then the thin goo snapped back into the gooey puddle.

“Phew! Is it getting hot in here, or is it just me? Oh, that’s right, it IS just me!” The puddle began to slowly bubble, as if it was coming to the boil. Soon it was bubbling away merrily. Luscious was in raptures. Boiling was such a wonderful experience!

She could feel part of her floating away from the hot surface of the pool, and turning into pale pink steam. What an amazing feeling to be in two places at once, and in such different forms! But as she boiled more of her became steam, until she vanished from the floor entirely.

With some difficulty the steam formed a shaky mouth. “Look at me! I’m in the air!” The pink cloud floated lazily in the atmosphere for a while. How would she ever be satisfied with being a girl, no matter how curvy, again? Having no form at all was the best!

Having no form … that gave her such wicked ideas … and Luscious began to evaporate, slowly thinning out and growing more and more transparent. It took her most of an hour, but eventually the last wisp of herself faded right into the air.

And Luscious was nowhere, or rather, everywhere. She could feel every atom of herself as they floated around in the air, passing through the furniture, covering the walls. Just how much of her was there?

“I’m nothing,” she thought to herself. “I’m just the air now, just part of this room, part of the universe. I’m in everything! I’m nothing!”

Again, here was a thought that should have been terrifying, yet felt exactly the opposite. The cloud of molecules that had been Luscious felt absolutely free. Last summer she’d been to a nudist beach, and having the sun on all her body felt much the same as now - liberated.

Liberated from matter, she thought with a giggle. (Could she even giggle anymore?) She could feel the air that she was ripple as a breeze blew through an open window.

Luscious happily embraced her new nothingness. She zoned out, feeling each little bit of herself, and inhabited the atmosphere, spread out far and wide.

Maybe she’d just be here for a while.

After all, she had the whole weekend to fill … and more puddling and merging to look forward to.

The phone rang and her answering machine clicked in. It was her roommate, calling from Jamaica.

“Hey, Luscious, it’s Giselle, just letting you know I’ll be back on Tuesday …”

“Luscious?” she thought to herself. “Who is this ‘Luscious’ she’s talking about? There’s no such person! There’s certainly nobody here by that name … in fact, there’s nobody here at all!”

And she giggled, which echoed weirdly around the empty room.

Maybe she’d melt on Monday as well.