TF (melting, evaporating, merging)

Dakota was just about of the door of the sorority house when a voice trilled behind her “Oh Dakota, could I see you for a minute?”

She took a quick look behind her. Standing there was Elizabeth, the raven-haired head of the sorority. And she was smiling.

This was definitely not of the good.

Dakota affixed her best “who, me?” look to her face. Elizabeth sighed. “Yes, you, Dakota, as opposed to all the other Dakotas standing in this room. Can we talk?”

“Um, sure, I guess.”

“In here.” Elizabeth led the way into an office, where the girls took places on an overstuffed sofa.

“So,” Elizabeth said brightly. “I just wanted to say how happy we all are that you joined. You’ve been a great addition to this sorority. You really … get us.”

Dakota blinked. Well. This was unexpected. “Uh … thanks?”

“As I think I’ve said before, our sorority is well known on this coast for our cheerleading, our high academic standards, and our melting. And you’ve proven to be a positive boon in all those areas.”

“Including the melting?”

“Especially the melting. Considering you’d never melted before you joined, you’ve really taken to it. I mean, your suggestion that we all melt to fill our swimming pool last month was inspired!”

Well, considering how Elizabeth liked to turn every sorority activity into melty fun, Dakota was sure the suggestion would have come up sooner or later, but okay.

“So, um, listen,” Elizabeth said, looking unexpectedly nervous, “I was thinking … maybe we could spend some time together this weekend?”

“I thought that’s what we were going to do anyway. Pool party and free beer Saturday, wasn’t it?”

“No. I meant we could spend some time together. Personal time. Just you … and me?”

Okay, let’s upgrade that to very unexpected. But … why not? “Sure. That would be fun.”

“Great!” Elizabeth smiled. “Come over about noon. You know my little apartment upstairs?”

Dakota did, although she’d never been there herself. “I’ll find it.”

“And, if I might suggest: the fewer clothes the better.”

“There’s gonna be melting potions involved, right?”

And Elizabeth’s smile grew into a broad grin. “Oh yeah. There will definitely be melting potions involved.”

*

“Nice place you got here,” Dakota said, casting her eye around the room. It was small but tastefully furnished, not your usual kind of college dump at all.

“Thanks,” Elizabeth called from the bedroom. “The bathroom’s that door to the right in case you need it. The hot tub’s in there too.”

“Wait … you’ve got a hot tub up here?! How did that happen?”

“Beats me. It was there when I took over. Oh, the tales that tub could tell …” Elizabeth entered wearing only a black lacy bra and a matching g-string. Dakota looked at her toned body and felt faint. “Woah.”

“Oh, this old thing?” Elizabeth grinned. “Come on, Dakota, I told you, the fewer clothes the better.”

Dakota had taken that to mean a one-piece swimsuit and a covering poncho. Plus an extra covering of self-consciousness.

“I guess I’m overdressed,” she mumbled.

“Well, we can deal with that, can’t we?” Elizabeth said brightly. “Even things up. I’ll even go first.” And in a trice she’d unhooked her bra, letting her boobs swing free. She stood and with a deft motion pulled her panties away to the floor.

“Come on, Dakota, join in,” she urged.

What the hell, thought Dakota, in for a penny … and heck, she’d stripped in front of Elizabeth before. No sense in getting your clothes messy when you melted. She stood and removed her poncho before sliding her swimsuit off.

“There! No need to fret. Just two nude girls together,” Elizabeth said.

“You’re nude,” Dakota said. “I’m naked. Uh, don’t take this the wrong way, but … are we gonna have the sex?”

“What? No! Not unless you want to. Dakota, when I said I liked you, I meant just that — I like you. I think you’re a great addition to the sisters.”

“Uh-huh.”

“Can I admit something?” Elizabeth sat. “When it comes to the sorority, I try to treat you all equally, but I have my favourites. Like Gabrielle. Jennifer. Alexis. Or Charity. I’m always confusing those two.”

“Tell me about it.”

“Dakota, you’re becoming one of my favourites, and I’d like to share something with you. Something very special, a privilege I’ve shared only with a few.”

“Well … I’m flattered. But what is it?”

“I’ll tell you later.” Elizabeth grinned. “Sorry to be a tease, but there’s a few things I want to try first. So let’s melt!”

She exited the room to return a minute later with two cocktail glasses, each containing a slice of pineapple, a little umbrella … and a glowing green liquid.

“Is this what I think it is?” Dakota said, accepting one of the glasses.

“If what you think is a pineapple juice and melting serum cocktail, then yes,” Elizabeth grinned. “Well, let’s not tarry, my dear. Bottoms up!”

It made for a damned good cocktail, and Dakota had time to nibble on the pineapple slice before she felt the familiar tingle which told her the serum had begun to work its magic. She and Elizabeth both stood — no point in getting messy on the sofa — and their smiles broadened. This was going to be fun to the max!

There was a moment just after the serum began to work, when she was just on the verge of melting, where she could feel her human form actually changing — a transition from being flesh and blood to being something else — that made Dakota go all weak at the knees. Jeez, she was doing it! She was changing her shape! What a trip!

Of course, the other thing making her weak at the knees was the fact that her knees were rapidly becoming a gooey pink liquid. Her legs had fused into one column that reached up to just below her vagina and was quickly turning into a puddle.

Elizabeth giggled. “You’re getting so much shorter, Dakota!”

“So are you!”

“Ah, but I was taller than you in the first place.”

Sure enough, Dakota was dwindling much faster than her friend. Dakota glanced down to see her labia stretching crazily as they were dragged down into the pool of goo. Then her naughty bits vanished altogether, leaving her as a smooth down there as a Barbie doll. Only for a second or two, though, because she was now melted up to her navel.

She looked up at Elizabeth who, damn her, was now about a foot and a half taller than her. Elizabeth turned around to show her back to Dakota. “How’s my butt looking?”

“Um, your cheeks are sliding off you into your puddle.”

“They are? Cool!”

“How about my boobs?”

“Oh, it’s so weird — your nipples have vanished — and oh, you’ve only got one boob now!”

Dakota felt her arms fading away as they were absorbed into what was left of her, which was now, frankly, a head and neck that in turn spread wide as they became part of her goo pool.

Elizabeth was still only melted up to her navel and gazed down at Dakota, now a pink puddle with two eyes and a mouth floating on the surface. “Oh, you beat me! Maybe I’ll play catch-up … I wonder if they’re soft enough to …” She grabbed her breasts, and with an audible POP! they separated from the rest of her. She dropped them both into her spreading liquid self, where they bobbed for a few seconds before slowly vanishing into the goo.

“Oh, I’m almost caught up … argh, I’m melting, I’m melting! Oh what a world, what a world!” Elizabeth cried, grinning.

“Oh, you’re a wicked witch? Dorothy must have been really busy to melt both of us!”

“Not so much witch as something that sounds like witch. Oh, here I go!” And the last traces of Elizabeth plopped into the pool.

The two melted girls lay giggling on the ground. This is so freakin’ awesome! Dakota thought happily. I’m just a big blob! An all-liquid girl!

As she watched Elizabeth’s eyes and mouth winked out, one by one, confusing Dakota — until she saw first one bubble, then another, appear on Elizabeth’s surface. Then vapour began rising from the pool … vapour she could hear faintly giggling.

“Ooh! You’re evaporating!” Dakota cried. “I wanna try that!” She withdrew her features and concentrated on raising her temperature. Sure enough she too began to bubble.

Little bits of her began to drift into the air, delighting her as she floated above … well, herself. More of her was being added to the atmosphere every second, yet spread out as she was, she still felt like herself — just a self that was spread very thinly.

She sensed rather than saw Elizabeth’s pool vanish altogether. In an echoey voice she said, “Oh! You’re totally vaporised yourself. That’s amazing, Elizabeth!”

A similarly echoey voice answered her: “Elizabeth? There’s no Elizabeth! She doesn’t exist! You’re alone, Dakota!”

Getting into the spirit of things, Dakota replied: “Oh, I’m not Dakota, either. I’m just thin air!”

“Well, then, I’m … nothing! Absolutely nothing!”

Anyone in the room would have seen nothing, for sure, but faint echoey laughter would definitely be heard.

“Dakota? Let’s reform. There’s so much more I want to do with you!”

And two women began to reform, little piece by little piece, in the room. It was as if the melting was happening in reverse, with little drips of goo hardening into two vaguely female shapes until Elizabeth and Dakota stood together.

“Wow! That was amazing!” grinned Dakota. “As long as I melt, I’ll never get used to it!”

“Good. No point in being jaded about it … hey, what’s that noise?”

Dakota glanced out of the window. “Pool party’s starting downstairs.”

“Perfect, how about a little pool party of our own?”

“You mean …”

And both girls shouted: “To the hot tub!”

“Let me fill it up,” said Elizabeth as the girls stepped into the tub in the bathroom. But she didn’t reach for the taps. Instead she began to liquify again, this time more rapidly, until in less than a minute the tub was full of a warm pink liquid.

Dakota giggled. It came up to her knees and it felt like bathing in warm custard … not that she’d ever done that before. She sank down gratefully into the goo. “Wow, I never thought that you’d make such a relaxing bath, Elizabeth.”

“Relaxing?” The voice came from near her feet, and looking over she saw a little mouth appear in the liquid. “Relaxing? I’m just lulling you into a false sense of security, Dakota! I’m here to EAT YOU UP!”

The goo rose at both ends of the tub and Dakota screamed — part from shock, part from delight — as she was enveloped in pink goo. She went down into the tub, before the liquid abruptly vanished and Elizabeth rose up. Her belly was fat and bloated, and after a second Dakota’s face pushed up out of it.

“Oh, what a tasty dish you made, Dakota,” Elizabeth grinned. Then she melted again, revealing Dakota, before she reformed next to her. Both girls were laughing like they’d just been on the best roller-coaster ride … which, in a way, they had.

“My turn!” Dakota said, and her body melted away. As Elizabeth lay back, the goo level began to rise until she was now coated in her sorority sister. Dakota caught on quick, she thought admiringly, as she relaxed in the warm fluid.

She lay there for some minutes as her muscles relaxed — thanks to the properties of the melting serum, Dakota’s liquid form wouldn’t begin to cool unless she wanted it to. Eventually, though, a new idea crept into her head. Smiling, she leaned over to press the button to turn the jacuzzi jets on.

“Dakota?” she called. “Ready for what’s next?”

A little mouth appeared in the goo, and a voice said playfully, if a little sleepily, “Dakota? Who’s that? I’m just your bath! A nice gooey bubble bath …”

“Getting sleepy, eh? Well, we can’t have that!” And Elizabeth punched the ON button.

Dakota had almost been lulled to sleep, so restful was this goo form, but suddenly she was pulled out of her reverie and into the jets. She was being pulled into little bits as she passed through the jets, and began bubbling away, yet each part of her was still conscious.

The bubbling felt great, but Elizabeth couldn’t stay human for long. With a thought her body burst into pink liquid, and just like Dakota she was being pulled through the jets, becoming many little Elizabeths, colliding with many little Dakotas until it was hard for each girl to tell where they ended and the other started.

With an effort Elizabeth pulled enough of her together to press the stop button, and both girls formed faces on the surface of the goo.

“Well, as long as we’re doing this, here’s something I’v always wanted to try,” Elizabeth announced. One of her eyes winked out, then the other. Dakota got the idea and made her mouth vanish. In its place Elizabeth’s mouth slid under her eyes.

“Amazing, we’re so jumbled together I can see through your eyes!” Elizabeth said. “And I can talk through your mouth,” the mouth continued, in Dakota’s voice this time.

“That reminds me … let’s reform now,” Elizabeth said. The liquid seemed to suck itself away as the two women began to reform their bodies, stepping out of the tub as soon as they were flesh and blood again.

“It’s funny, but I’m completely dry,” Dakota said. “I was kind of expecting to be damp.”

“Why would you be damp? All the water in the tub was us!” Elizabeth laughed. Then she grew serious. “Come into the living room for a bit.”

After mixing some more cocktails — without the melting serum this time — the girls sat on the sofa. She’d been a little self-conscious before, but now Dakota felt being nude with Elizabeth was completely natural. After all, they’d been mixed together.

Elizabeth sipped on her drink, appreciating the white rum that had taken the place of the melting serum. “Dakota, this has been fun and … well, I really like you.” She leaned over to kiss the other girl on the cheek. Dakota beamed.

“I want to offer you something … a privilege I’ve granted only to a few other sisters.”

“What is it?” Dakota said curiously.

“I want to merge with you.”

“Uh, isn’t that what we’ve been doing?”

“Not like that, as fun as that was. I want us to merge as a person.”

Dakota was slightly stunned. “You can do that?”

“You can … we can.” Elizabeth nodded. “With the right serum, we could become one. Not forever. Just for a day. Think of it — 24 hours to be one.”

“But who’d be in the driver’s seat? You?”
“Well, I could be, if you wanted. But here’s the best part. After we merge, we’ll both maintain our own personalities, our own thoughts. But we could also make a third personality — one who’s neither me nor you, but a mix of us both. An equal personality, one who could be in charge of a body that was also a mix of us both.”

Dakota thought for a second. If melting was amazing, this sounded even more incredible — being part of a different person! — but …

“I have to admit, Elizabeth, I’m a little scared of it. What if we got stuck? Both of us trapped in the same body, but neither of us really in authority? Just passengers in someone else’s body?”

“I’m not surprised,” Elizabeth soothed her. “That was exactly my reaction the first time Charlotte proposed a merger with me.”

“Charlotte?”

“That’s right, you never met her, did you? She was the head of the sorority before me. When I was a new sister she gave me the same privilege I’m offering you. She taught me well, Dakota. I’ve been merged with several women after Charlotte and I’ve never had a problem returning to our own bodies. I’ve mastered it. I know my stuff,” she said proudly.

Well, if being a sorority sister had taught Dakota anything, it was that Elizabeth really did know her stuff. Besides which, if she turned down this opportunity, who knew if it would ever come again? And besides besides, she really liked Elizabeth.

She grinned. “Let’s do it!”

“Perfect!” Elizabeth clapped her hands. “Oh heck, I said I wasn’t going to do that today. Anyway, let me fetch the serum.” She returned from the kitchen with two small bottles of a purple liquid.

“Ooh, I haven’t seen purple serum before!”

“The serum is actually transparent. I’ve put it into some cabernet sauvignon to mask the taste. It’s way too aniseed-ish for me.” Elizabeth handed one of the bottles to Dakota. “Salute! Here’s to you!”

“Here’s to us!” Dakota drained her bottle, followed by Elizabeth. “So, what do we do?”

“Just come here and rest against me.”

Dakota gingerly approached Elizabeth and laid her body against the other woman. For a second she felt Elizabeth’s flushed skin, her heartbeat.

And then, just like two soap bubbles pushing into each other, the girls began to merge into one. Dakota grabbed Elizabeth’s hands and felt their fingers entwining, then their hands merging into one so they were joined. Their arms began to merge too, pulling their bodies together.

Their breasts squeezed together, then joined at the nipples, slowly absorbing each other, bringing them even closer. Dakota looked up at Elizabeth’s face, angling in for a kiss, And their lips locked together. A touch, and then their faces began to slide slowly together.

We’re becoming one, Dakota thought. I can feel myself being sucked into Elizabeth. My face, my body, my legs. Strangely enough, the thought wasn’t scary at all. It was comforting. It felt like coming home.

Their crotches ground together, and fused. Two sets of labia became one. As the fusion neared its conclusion, one woman began to emerge from the pair. Her face began to lengthen as it changed from Elizabeth’s face to one that clearly showed the influence of Dakota’s features, notably her fuller lips.

And then it was over and one woman stood alone in the room.

*Dakota? You here?*

**I’m … I think so. We … we did it, didn’t we? We’re one?**

*We are. And we’re …*

“Me! We’re me!”

The woman rushed to a mirror. Checking out her appearance, she laughed with delight.

“This is amazing! I look almost exactly like a cross between us! Let’s see, my hair’s lighter in shade, my boobs a little smaller — a bit bigger than yours though, Dakota — and oh! Weird! My pubes are trimmed halfway between ours … I like my mouth! I always wanted lips like these.”

*I sure did.*

**Hey, we got them from my side of the family!**

“Heh!”

*Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”

“Pool party? That’d be great! If I can find a bikini to wear. I’m a bit smaller now, you know.”

Something about the woman’s tone made both Elizabeth and Dakota smile inside. The way it mirrored each of their personalities.

**Hey, wait. What do we call you … us?**

“Well, I’m a mix of both of us, so … Elota?”

*Perfect!*

**Are you kidding? It sounds like a bad car company from the 1970s!**

*And your suggestion is?*

**How about … okay, Elota it is.**

*Oh, and Elota, I suggest you ask Gabrielle if you can borrow one of her bikinis. We’re — you’re — about her size.*

“Shall do. Or we could just swim nude … looks like that’s what a lot of the other girls are doing.”

**Jeez, you guys are quick to get naked.**

“Ah, I can tell you really like it,” Elota smiled. “You forget I’m you … well, part of me’s you. Hey, let’s get some naked sun time!”

*Remember, you’re in charge of the sorority for the next 24 hours.”

**And if during that time you could figure out which of those blondes is Alexis and which is Charity, I’m sure we’d all be grateful.**

“Don’t worry, ladies,” Elota said with another admiring glance in the mirror (man, check out my butt!). “It seems perfectly natural to be me … you! It’s like a natural fit. I’m sure this won’t be the last time we’re all together.”

And as it turned out, it wasn’t.

Not by a long shot.