#MERGE

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Mix 8: The Rugged Pop Star

Anonymous asked:

Hello, Love your stories and I love the merge thing. Now, you see, I've got a huge crush on Charlie Puth and I was wondering if you could merge me with him? That would be awesome to be able to live that. I'm a pretty tall guy, kinda hairy on the chest, black hair and dark brown eyes. I wonder what I would look like after.

Can you help me? Your price will be mine!

Another successful show for the mega successful pop star:

Life is good, life is perfect, it would be.

Charlie found out about prowlers: celebrities born from jealous people forcibly assimilating the target of their ire & living the dream they worked so hard to obtain. He himself was almost a victim to this after a typical LA party. Some preppy kid wanted his fame for himself. Charlie knew that something had to be done. He needed a defense against this phenomenon.

With his money & connections, he able to find out how others are doing it. His heart sank. He would only need to do it once, but he would need to assimilate another. This would give him a natural defense against predation attempts on him, like a vaccine. But who? He would be taking away someone's right to live their life independently & of their own free will.

He heard of stories of celebrities losing it all, after choosing a member of their management team, it meant duties as a star in their field & the behind the scenes work load. He didn't want a super fan, the result could be extreme levels of narcissism, and that has ended the careers of many or destroyed their ability to form relationships.

"Here's your coffee sir," the intern chimed. He was tall, had black hair; lots of facial hair. His clothing choices hid his build, but he seemed a little skinnier than Charlie. Charlie had his choice. He would scope him out first.

The intern was a fan of his, but never confronted Charlie or tried to get an autograph. He was able to separate his own desires from his work. A strong work ethic. He didn't have any outwardly noticeable social media either, no mention that he works for a mega star. A strong work ethic, mature, and not using him for clout. Charlie could dig further and find a more perfect candidate, but he was shaken up. If it were not for the taser gun, someone else would be living his life, and Charlie would be stuck in them forever.

He called this intern to his dressing room. He didn't know what Charlie wanted, maybe to complain about the coffee, but he was happy nonetheless. After he came to the room, he was sat down by Charlie.

The intern was nervous at first, but Charlie explained the situation. He couldn't believe it, Charlie Puth wants me to be a part of him! The intern looked back at his life, university graduated, aside from his job as a part of Charlie Puth's crew, a new addition mind you, he had nothing remarkable going on. That is why he never blasted his job online: he wanted to keep this one. So he worked his hardest & kept his head down. And now he might be mixing his body & mind with his idol.

The intern agreed when Charlie was done. Charlie sighed that this was necessary & thanked him. He informed him that he wanted to do this now. The intern was shocked, now? He blushed. Ok, so be it. Promotion to Charlie Puth.

Charlie went and locked the door. The last thing he needed was for someone to walk in and get grabbed by his transforming self & adding to the result.

Charlie pulled out a flask with red liquid and drank it. He sat down in another chair. He hesitated. He apologized again and with his right hand bid the intern to come.

The intern, overjoyed, took off his shirt and jeans, revealing boxer briefs. He was about to go commando, but Charlie stopped him from doing that.

All they needed to do was touch skin and then press hard into Charlie. Let the process handle the rest. The intern was taller, and had a build similar to Charlie, only more cut. He was hairy too. Like all over. It was intimidating, no going back. Time to invest in better razors.

The intern got on his knees and then pressed his head against Charlie's chest. His head started to go in.

Charlie felt pressure, and a wave of liquid flow into him. Then pleasurable sensations. He didn't let out any moans or groans except from heavy breathing through his mouth. He didn't want to express the pleasures from assimilating others. Even if they consented. His face showed discomfort, like he was going to cry. And then it hit him.

As the intern entered, he liquidized. Within a few minutes his entire being was a slurry of liquid masses swimming throughout Charlie's body. The underwear fell the to ground. The intern entered Puth's brain, his mind. Charlie felt everything the intern was feeling, and so did the intern. As their minds merged, they reconciled their differences. Charlie's apprehension went away, he was at peace. His face changed to calm. He looked as if he was sleeping in the chair.

The mental traits that didn't become a dominate part of Charlie's mind went into his subconsciousness. From the intern's prospective, he was floating in an peaceful abyss. He would hear Charlie's thoughts, feel what he felt emotionally & physically, see what Charlie sees, and on occasion push Charlie's decisions in one direction or another; just a little. He was Charlie Puth now, small part of the whole.

Charlie's body was rife with activity. The liquid mass of the intern moved through out, looking like big lumps under beneath his skin. Pulsating fast and randomly.

The intern's dna latched on to Charlie's. Puth's new dna then fired off. The mass began to settle and in act new changes. Charlie could feel each one, but all he could do was open his mouth wide open & clutch his hands to the arm rest of the chair he was sitting in, and crunch his toes.

He could feel muscles pop, and in other places, his skin constrict. His bones stretch. His hair darken. And then his face morphed. As if a layer of skin toned smooth clay was covering his face, the intern's facial traits settled in. It was if the intern was a sculptor, and with care & precision molded his new face, dyed his hair.

The intern was a hairy man, and when the merger was focusing on his face, hair started to erupt all over. But as if Charlie was standing next to his new body, as if with a pair of scissors, began to cut away the hair. The body & facial hair began to shrink. Finding a happy medium between Charlie's original bare skin & the intern's wall of hair.

The process was over. Charlie let out a deep exhale and closed his mouth. He opened his eyes.

He was a new man.

But what has he become? Can he still sing?

He looked at the dressing room mirror.

He was taller, and more muscular. He wasn't fat or overweight beforehand, but the intern gave him that push. A six pack was more visible, but he kept his mass. His arms were more vascular. Was he a pop star or a bodybuilder?

His arms and shoulders grew too, a thicker neck. Did he really merge with someone, it felt like he just went to the gym more or dieted better. His brushed his hand against his chest.

Body hair?

He had hair on his forearms, on his chest and abs, and in the face. Sideburns that connected to his new beard & mustache. His hair was darker too, & more voluminous.

His mouth was smaller, and his nose moved more upright, but the lower mouth generally followed his original shape. His ears & skull were longer. But his eyes? A mix of his and the intern. More the interns. The signature cut above his right eye was gone.

He wiped his face, scrupled his hair.

The intern's personal history. It was melded to his. He knew partly why he was big now, his was practicing judo beforehand.

He wanted to feel the fresh air now with his new body. He changed into the underwear & shorts of his fusee and then went outside for a jog:

It was exhilarating. He was stronger, faster, had more stamina. He could see why people get assimilated. But this is it. No more. Too many, and the original me will be gone & buried. A monster hunger for more power.

He went back to the dressing room and used the secret shower within. He changed his clothes. Everyone addressed him as Charlie. No one knew the difference. When he asked for the intern & described him, no one knew what he was talking about. Scary.

He went to his vocal coach and tested out his singing voice. He sounded more mature, but kept his perfect pitch abilities. And now he could kick butt too.

[artphotoworld]

Wavelengths.

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[spiralcyr]

[Other's] A Closer Friendship!

Cyrill has been looking to have closer friendships, I don't think this is what Spark had in mind... Cervelet's upload!: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/58364153/

Drawn by Cervelet on FA, requested from their free Sketchdrive! Merged with @/SparktheSkunk on Twitter!  :3

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A Bad Conscience

Courtney had always been the center of attention. As a cheerleader, she strutted around her high school with her perfectly styled hair and designer outfits, surrounded by a clique of admiring girls and boys. Her beauty was undeniable, and her popularity was unmatched. But Courtney had a dark side. She was a cruel bully who would taunt and belittle anyone who didn't fit into her definition of cool or who didn’t give her the right amount of respect.

One fateful night, 20 years ago, Courtney's life was cut short in a car accident on her way home from a party. But even in death, Courtney couldn't bear to be ignored. She had always been the center of attention, and she refused to fade away into nothingness. It was what kept her from moving on.

So, Courtney began to haunt her high school and the town she grew up in. She floated through the halls, watched as new generations of students went about their days, and followed the lives of her former friends and enemies.

But no one could see or hear her. She was just a ghost, invisible and ignored. It was frustrating for someone who had always craved attention, but it also gave her the perfect opportunity to spy on people without consequence. She learned all about the lurid side of her town and all the seedy gossip. It was like her own personal soap opera. But like a soap opera she grew bored of it over time.

She started to explore her limits as a ghost. Over time she found she could move objects, with a substantial amount of effort though. However it allowed her to begin reading books of dark magic and paranormal beings like herself. She learned that she could possess a body if they wore something that she had worn in life. Unfortunately her parents had long gotten rid of her things. But there was one thing left.

She stared at the wooden frame that hung up in the hall next to the trophy cabinet with the little plaque underneath it commemorating her time as head cheerleader. In the frame itself was her pristine cheerleader outfit, pink, white, and tight. She needed someone to wear it, then she would be able to be able to live again but who would ever steal and then wear the outfit of a dead cheerleader?

As she was deep in thought she heard a snoring sound coming from the nearby library. She had thought everyone had gone home for the day but seemingly not. Floating in she found a girl asleep on the ground on top of an open book.

Courtney knew it was Ash, a new student who had been struggling to fit in. She had watched as the girl was bullied and excluded, just as she had once done to so many others. Ash would hide away in the library away from others all the time but this time she had seemingly hid too long and fell asleep.

Courtney looked at her with disdain. Courtney had no time for people she perceived as weak and Ash certainly filled that bill. Courtney had even less respect for girls like her in death. Why should they get to live while she had to die?

“Such a waste of a life.” Courtney said aloud and to her surprise Ash jolted awake.

“Hello?” Ash asked into the air. Courtney froze. Had Ash heard her? No one ever hears her. She had to test it out.

“I said it’s a waste that you’re in here while life is passing you by out there.” Courtney said startling Ash who looked around trying to see where the voice was coming from.

“W-who are you?” Ash asked now very nervous. Courtney was delighted someone could finally hear her, even if it was the dorky Ash. This would bring her one step closer to getting back her life but she had to play this smart. She couldn’t exactly tell her she was a deceased decades old cheerleader.

“I’m your conscience. The part of your conscious you’ve buried away anyway.” Courtney said hoping this would work. To her delight Ash seemed to become less tense.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to bury you away.” She said apologizing. Courtney rolled her eyes at how much of a pushover this girl was. Although she realized this would work to her advantage. She knew she could get Ash to wear the uniform but also knew even a wimp like her would need some convincing. She just needed to make her into a girl that didn’t care about consequences.

She floated around Ash, whispering into her ear, "That’s ok, you can make it up to me by listening and doing exactly what I say understand?”

Ash didn't know why her conscience sounded different to her own voice or had a bratty tone but she couldn’t deny how confident it sounded and persuasive it was. Maybe she could learn from it.

“First things first, you need to dress better. No not that outfit, yessss that one. You’ll look so much hotter in that.” Courtney said in her ear that night as Ash online shopped on her laptop. Ash was staring at an outfit she’d never have thought of wearing a million years but Courtney was hard to say no to.

“The hotter you look the more people will respect you. The more respect you have the more power you wield.” Courtney purred and Ash found herself shivering with hearing the words.

“You really think I could have some sort of… power just by wearing some nice clothes?” Ash said as she closed her laptop after ordering the dress and got ready for bed.

“Absolutely. Hot girls get to do what they want. Doesn’t that sound like power? Don’t you deserve that?” Courtney said to her.

“It does sound good…” Ash said as she drifted off to sleep. Courtney meanwhile spend the rest of the night whispering in the girl’s mind bitchy words of affirmation. Courtney would make her into the perfect puppet.

The next day Ash woke up feeling well rested. She had the most amazing dreams where everyone at school looked up to her and either wanted her or wanted to be her. It felt good but more than that it felt natural. Why shouldn’t she be the most popular girl in school? She resolved to listen to her conscious explicitly from now on.

"You need to wear more makeup. And you need to start talking to the right people. The popular crowd. That's where you belong." Courtney began and Ash nodded in agreement. She couldn’t wait to get started. Thankfully her outfit arrived overnight and she poured herself into its tight bratty design.

Only last night she would have been apprehensive about wearing something so revealing but now she wore it proudly. Now with a little makeup on and a brush of comb through her hair and she looked and felt better than she had in years. She stood looking at herself vainly, as Courtney whispered in her ear some more.

“You look so fucking hawt.” Courtney said causing a pleasurable shiver to course through Ash’s body.

“I do don’t I?” Ash responded feeling confident about herself for once.

Over the next week Ash made a big impact on the rest of the student body. Each day she came in she turned heads for all the right reasons.

She developed her own little clique of girls outside of the hierarchy of popularity, a clique she could control and boss around. It made her increasing horny the more bitchy she became.

"You're doing great, Ash," Courtney whispered. "You look amazing. But if you’re gonna become the most popular girl in school you’re going to have to get better friends. You need to hang out with the popular crowd," she said. "That's where the real power is."

Ash would have been hesitant if Courtney wasn’t whispering in her head nightly, turning her into the formidable and attention seeking girl she was now.

It was surprisingly easy for Ash to ditch the only friends she had ever had, to her all that mattered now was climbing the social ladder. Plus her conscious felt like the only friend she needed. It always knew exactly what to do.

Even more astounding though was it’s ability to know the sordid little secrets that everyone was hiding. Of course Ash couldn’t have known that her conscious was a ghost who had been collecting juicy gossip for years but then again she didn’t really care why she knew that Chad was cheating on Aimee or that Samantha had a pill problem or that Louise was secretly gay. All that mattered was how she used the information and she used it to elevate herself to the top of the hierarchy in record time.

Ash became like Courtney with each passing moment and it truly felt like they were becoming one. Ash would now do and say things Courtney was about to suggest unprompted. Courtney felt like she was in charge once again. There was just one final step.

“I don’t know about this, it seems a little far even for me.” Ash said staring at the framed uniform hanging up in the gym.

“It’s your final step to becoming the queen of the school.” Courtney whisper with eager anticipation.

“It would look incredible on me but why do I have to take this Courtney girl’s cheerleader uniform, why can’t I just get a new one?” Ash asked worried for the first time in weeks.

“Because I was the ultimate bitch, I oozed power and respect. Putting on my uniform will complete your transformation into the new mean queen everyone will fear.” Courtney said no longer hiding her true identity. A fact that seemed to finally make her corporeal to Ash who shrieked and jumped back when she saw the girl materialize before her.

“Wait you haven’t been my conscience all this time? You’re this head cheerleader? You’re Courtney?” Ash said backing up against the wall.

“I guess the cats out of the bag. I’ve been moulding you into the perfect bitch and I must say even I’m surprised how well you’ve turned out but now it’s time for your graduation to the big leagues. Put on my uniform and we can become one, the ultimate goddess.” Courtney smirked as she advanced on Ash.

“You turned me into this vain narcissistic slut?! You made me into this dangerous wet dream and you think I’ll just rollover and let you take my body? Not a chance!” Ash said defiant but Courtney simply smiled and put her hand around Ash’s head and pulled her close.

“That’s exactly what you’re going to do because you love what you’ve become. You love the power you have over other people. How they love and fear you in equal measure. Not only do you know you’re nothing without my guidance, you know how much bigger of a bitch you can be with me inside you.” Courtney teased and Ash knew she was right.

“But you can stop this right now,” Courtney continued. “Our connection to one another is why you can now see me, why you can feel my soft hands on your neck and while you can feel this.”

Courtney pressed her lips against Ash’s and ran her tongue down her chin. Ash moaned softly enjoying the invasion. “Yessss I want you Courtney. I want you inside me, controlling me, using my body as you please. I want to become the queen on this pathetic school, a walking goddess!” Ash yelled as she pushed Courtney off of her and pulled the frame off the wall causing the glass to shatter and the uniform to be exposed.

Ash ripped off her clothes and hungrily pulled on the cheerleading outfit. It fit her perfectly and she lovingly ran her hands across the fabric. Courtney pushed her against the wall and kissed her deeply. As she did her ghostly form melted into Ash’s body and the two girls merged into one. This new girl’s bones cracked and freaked as the best attributes of each girl became dominant.

Ash’s bigger tits looked natural paired with Courtney’s tanned skin. Courtney’s thick full lips looked perfect on the same face as Ash’s piercing eyes. Ash’s taller frame took on Courtney’s well maintained muscles and athleticism. In short, this new girl was perfection.

She wanted to see herself, her new self and out of instinct she flicked her wrist and commanded the broken frame and glass to float off the ground and resemble. She smirked to herself, realizing that some of Courtney’s ghostly abilities merged over as well.

“Oh I’m going to have so much fun tomorrow when everyone gets a look at me. Who knows maybe one day they’ll be a shrine to me up on the walls. Who am I kidding, this whole school will be a shrine to me once I’m done with it. Ashley High School certainly had a ring to it.” She said to herself with a cackle as she flicked her hair back and strutted down the hallway.

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Hulky Captain Thor

(more of a fanfic, not too erotic, transformation)

Meet & Greet your heroes and win a prize!

You were so excited to be able to go to that event. Your mom wasn't sure if it was a good idea to go, but gave you an ultimátum. If you would apply for the art contest and win, she wouldn't stop you.

Guess what. You won. Along with 50 other people. The contest had one rule to follow. It had to be a combination of all the Avengers. And you actually thought your sculpture made up of the symbol of those heroes had a chance to win.

You were nervous. You were standing in the Avengers tower. The room was full of people waiting for their favourite heroes. Some were actually angry because they found out that only Captain America, Hulk and Thor would arrive. The rest were on a secret mission. These three probably weren't allowed because of their destructive powers. Or to make sure everyone was safe. Who knows

They entered the room. Fans cheered. You did too. They all pushed more closer to the stage to get a closer view.

Dr. Banner was holding an envelope with the winner. You thought that Captain America was probably suppose to read it out loud. But Thor rushed in and took it out of Banner's hands. Captain America looked at Thor like a parent scolding him. But Thor proceeded

Thor:"Ok, hi everybody. We are here today to announce a winner of this art show. The winner gets to take a photo with the three of us and wins a check with a lot of money. And their statue will be displayed here in the tower"

They wheeled in the winning art piece covered to not spoil to everyone who won or not. But the size could already tell a lot. Some people started actually crying

Thor:"And the winner is... Oh... I can't read that. Well the owner of this statue!!!" he pulled of the white sheet and there it was. It was your statue.

You held up your hand and heard yourself scream:"That's mine!" You were now lead to the front and asked about your name just to confirm.

Steve:"All right everybody. Don't be sad now. We still got a great programme ahead and we wouldn't want you to miss it. Now please go and enjoy the delicious bufet in the hall below this room

The fans left the room. Only you were now here with the three Avengers and some guards

You couldn't believe your eyes. There they were. Right in front of you. Ready to take a photo with you

"Am I dreaming?"

Dr Banner:"No. This is real, kid. And we're just only three normal people. Only I had a massive gamma radiation exposure, Steve here had the super soldier serum injected and Thor is a god from Asfard"

Steve:"Bruce, don't make him more stressed"

Bruce:"Sorry. No need to worry, kid. We may not be normal but we won't hurt you"

A voice on the helipad screamed:"I might" a wave of energy swept all of you on the floor. You heard shots fired from the guard. You looked up and saw someone. A villain who you didn't know. He stopped the bullets fired at him with some energy control powers, absorbing the kinetic energy. And then he fired that energy back at them. Killing them all instantly

Thor:"Steve, protect the kid" thor threw his hammer, but the villain was able to change slightly the trajectory of Mjolnir absorbing just a tiny bit of that energy. That energy now didn't push Thor away, but pulled him closer. The villain now had him in his grip holding him by the neck, choking him.

Hulk was allready in his form rushing to them. The villain stopped his movement. It looked like it cost him a great deal of concentration to not let him go

Villain:"Don't you superheroes never learn?"

Thor:"What do you want?"

Steve asked you if you were OK and told you to hide. He then ran out the side to probably surprise the villain

Villain:"Finally someone asked. I'll just take your powers" he finished the sentence and as he did a stream of light left Thor's body and poured into the villain. He looked at Thor with a smile. He let go of him and suddenly Mjolnir flew close to him but not directly into his hand. "Well this is gonna be handy. Look Thor, even your hammer doesn't recognise you" Thor was on the ground, choking. When suddenly Mjolnir flew right at Thor knocking him out.

Steve's shield swiftly flew through the air punching the villain who did not expect that. He had to let go of Hulk, so he started moving again towards the villain

Hulk took the villain and threw him off the building

Steve:"Hulk no. He has Thor's powers now"

We couldn't see him for a second, but then he entered the scene attached with the energy powers to Mjolnir. He probably isn't worthy of the hammer, but the hammer is confused about his powers

Villain:"Rude" the villain noticed you hiding in the back. "We got a stalker among us" and then Mjolnir was flying towards you. Captain got close to you to push you out of the way, while being hit by Mjolnir at the same time.

Hulk rushed at the villain again. He was stopped a few inches in front of him. Not being able to move.

Villain:"All this energy stored inside of you. You're the one I need" he had his hand on Hulk's head. The same light that went from Thor was coming out of Hulk now, but it was a green light. But this time both of them were radiating. The villain looked like this time the energy was way too much for him to withstand.

Captain America got in front of you. He probably expected all the radiation that might be released to be absorbed through him and not you

Then, what could be described like an imploding star, the last rays of light came from Hulk, entering the villain and all of them were poured out in one single beam towards Captain America. He was holding it with his shield to protect himself and to protect you. But the shield couldn't hold that power anymore and moved. The second wave hit Captain America. He was holding on for very long, standing in one place, but move slightly to the side after absorbing way too much energy.

And then you were hit.

You woke up in a hospital. You opened your eyes and saw your mom on one side of the bed. Then on the other side there were all three of them. Hulk, Captain America and Thor. Only Thor was now dressed in normal clothes and Dr. Banner looked happier then ever. Probably not because you woke up

"What happened?" you asked

Steve:"You were hit by the energy waves form that villain. We're glad you're ok"

You:"What happened to him?"

Dr. Banner:"He couldn't withstand the volume of energy and simply evaporated."

You:"And what about your powers? Did you get them back?"

Thor looked really angry right now. He didn't have his Mjolnir with him

Steve:"Unfortunately Thor is powerless for now and so is Hulk"

Dr. Banner:"I'm kind of happy. For the first time since the exposure I feel like I don't have to control myself"

You:"And you? Do you still have your powers?"

Steve:"Yeah I still got mine, but I had to be in the hospital for a while too. Look, kid. We don't know what happened to you. We have to observe you for a couple of days."

A week later you were sent home

You woke up extremely sweaty. You felt different. Better actually. You got up. "Why does everything seem so small?"

You looked down. You were now much taller then before and then you noticed your torso underneath your shirt. You wanted to slowly take it off, but instead your ripped it off yourself. Revealing a muscular chest

You:"Holy shit! I'm ripped! And hairy. What?" You aproached the mirror. Your body looked like it had a puberty boost it seemed to lack before.

Then you realised. "I absorbed a bit of Captain America's powers. No freaking way. I'm a super soldier!"

And then you noticed the hair. It seemed longer. And lighter. Maybe a side effect

You started doing poses. You never expected to be so ripped. Ever. Now you have the body like Captain America. Tall, ripped, hot and mature

You looked down below your waistline:"Yep, everything is bigger"

You continued in doing poses, pretending to be another hero joining the Avengers. Your biceps were massive. Along with the rest of your figure. You are so tall now. As you inspected the body, you were curious to see if EVERYTHING changed. You pulled those pants down. "Wooow. I am definitely a super soldier now. Damn. How will someone be able to handle having inside? And it's not even hard"

You noticed your face features changed from your normal ones. And then you saw those Captain America eyes. You were changing into Steve's copy

"Yep. I have to go to the Avengers tower"

You arrived to the building going to the reception. Your clothes didn't fit you anymore. So you had to take your dad's. You noticed your reflection in the mirror behind the receptionist. A muscular guy looking like Steve Rogers. Your face was smooth before you left the house. Now a light beard was starting to appear. You shrugged it off and approached the receptionist.

"Hi. I need to see the Avengers"

Receptionist:"What is the purpose of your visit?"

You:"Well over a week ago I won the Art contest to meet the Avengers"

Receptionist:"Right. You mean the contest for high school students? Sure, mister. Aren't you a bit too old for entering that contest?"

"Yeah. I know I don't look like it, but I absorbed Steve Rogers powers and now I'm starting to look like him. I know I look around 40, but I'm 18. And I know you don't want any trouble with Tony Stark so you'll call him, please?"

"I'll let you pass through and call them"

You:"You would be very kind" You lifted headed to the elevator.

It took you up to the top floor

Bht when the door opened Tony Stark was there ready in his suit. Steve Rogers behind him

You:"I'm not here to hurt anyone. I'm the kid from the art contest. But I turned into Steve Rogers kinda-copy"

Tony:"Is there a super soldier serum stand somewhere or is this very unlikely to happen?"

Steve:"Is that you, kid?"

You:"Yes, captain. I woke up like this today."

Steve:"You must have absorbed some of our powers. You look a lot like me. Not a perfect copy, but yeah"

You:"Yeah. I didn't do anything while this... but I must say sir You have some fine"

Steve:"Let's not go to that subject"

Behind you a SHIELD team appeared

You:"What is this?"

Tony:"We don't know you and we don't know if you'll be dangerous. We need to be sure and send you to a place where they'll make sure you don't hurt anyone"

Steve:"Tony, we didn't agree on this"

You:"I'm not going anywhere" you felt a wave of rage sweeping over you"

No way you were gonna be locked up somewhere. You turned around and started beating the soldiers. They were flying in the air. Your reflexes were so tightened right now. And your endurance. Iron Man's suit fired at you. You avoided the blow and hid behind the wall. You noticed Mjolnir sitting on the ground. Thor probably doesn't have his powers too and no one can lift it now.

You had a crazy idea. You ran out of your hiding toward Mjolnir. Steve was shouting at you, while Iron Man's suit shot stuff that tried to trap you. Some goo got on your shoes and was sticking to the ground. You were close to Mjolnir, you could almost touch it. But your legs were trapped in the goo now.

You could feel the power from Mjolnir radiating. It was at your fingertips.

And it moved. You were now holding Mjolnir

You could feel changes in your body. The previously short beard was now growing. And so were the hair that turned more blonde now.

You could feel your body becoming larger. Probably the combination of Captain America and Thor's muscle phrames.

Your clothes started to change as well

And the lightings. You could feel them inside of you

Mjolnir felt the pressence of both powers inside of you. And it transformed you

You broke the goo at your feet and looked angry at Tony

Tony:"We really need you to come with us now"

You:"No. I said I'm not going anywhere" you got up and headed straight to the helipad. You had to hope that you can manage Thor's flying with Mjolnir on first try

Steve shouted at you while you were running:"Kid! Take this. Return it later" and threw you his shield. That surprised you, but you took it and ran of the ledge of the helipad

Tony:"Why the hell would you give him your vibranium shield"

Steve:"He's me and Thor now combined. The kid is gonna need it. And you saw that Mjolnir accepted him. He's worthy. So hopefully I did a good thing"

Tony:"Jarvis, contact Nick Fury. We got a big problem"

You were now on the edge of New York near a forest. What was happening to you? Are you gonna keep changing? Does this ever stop?

Then a small gang approached you. "Yo, is this some kind of a lame costume for that stupid Comic con?"

You:"Stay out of my way"

Leader:"No one talks to me like that. Motherfucker"

A shot fired from a gun he pulled very fast. You thought it was Captain's or Thor's powers, but you looked at the spot where he fired. It was green.

Rage builded up in you. But this time. You couldn't contain it

5 minutes later

You sat on the bloody ground. You weren't like Hulk. Hulk turns into a being that can't be controled by Banner. You knew exactly what you were doing

You cried. You just killed 5 human beings

Someone came close to you

"Tears are not gonna bring them back to life, kid"

You:"Leave"

The man:"Look. I know you didn't want that before, but we can help you"

You:"You can reverse this?"

The man:"No, I can help you how to use this power for good." You looked up and saw Nick Fury, all in black.

The man next to you woke up. For a human he was massive. But a human couldn't handle you now with all the final transformations that took place after the encounter with Nick Fury.

Thank god ykur guy wasn't from Earth. Atleast you had someone to enjoy this body with. He really likes riding your green shaft.

He hugged you and put his hand on your chest:"Morning big guy"

Coms:"Hulky Captain Thor? We need you in action again"

You:"On it. Prepare my suit"

You to the guy:"Sorry, gotta go and Smash some rebels"

The guy smiled and threw of the sheets revealing his massive ass. "Maybe wanna Smash this thing first?"

You:"They can wait. This ass won't"

Message from Inbox

I’d love to transform into a mix of Captain America, the hulk and Thor. Would you like to help your hulky Captain Thor out?

Sorry for it being so long. I kinda wanted the origin to feel believable but made it too long. Also had a bit of trouble with photos.

Hope you like it

[2022dirt]

Someone merged an RV and a Volkswagen Beetle together.

[nofatclips]

Orpheus Beach (The Go-Betweens cover) by The Clientele

[hysteriaww]

Hi ! It's going to sound weird but....

How do you think Kai would have influenced Luke's personality if Luke actually won during the merge ?

I know Kai was stronger, but let's say Luke wins.

He was already pretty strong since he was able to break Liv out of the spell she was trying to do. He was stronger than his sister. He would have won if they were to do the merge. I don't exactly remember how powerful he was but I suppose he was fairly quite good with magic.

And magical powers aside, he has quite a strong personality. He's fed up with the Mystic Falls gang bullshit. He was not even that scared of Kai. I mean, he knew his brother was a freaking threat, but he did not hesitate to go on his own and do the merge with Kai. Even when Kai didn't want to do it Luke was like "Hey bitch, you scared I could win ?"

I don't think Luke really thought he could win or maybe he did, anyway he just wanted it to end. He wanted to project his sisters.

So, with Kai's personality inside of him, what would he be like ? I think that guy would at least find a way to end that Gemini tradition crap about the merge, and the lives of the whole coven linked to the leader.

Apart from that I don't know.

That would not be as fun as seeing Kai struggle with new emotions 🤣 but I want to see Luke being even more badass you know.

Yup, really long question sorry not sorry. X)

This is a very interesting question! Tho I have wondered what Jo would be like if she merged w Kai & won, I've never wondered about Luke until now... I think it could be a very compelling arc for him & the gemini coven. Here's what I think would happen! (I wrote a whole ass mini-fanfic in my answer lmfao):

Fresh after the merge: Luke would initially act & feel almost exactly like same old Luke, except maybe he'd rightfully be a bit more grim, traumatized and world-weary after defeating Kai. Liv & Jo would be concerned but he'd tell them not to worry bc he just needs some time to recover & leading the coven rn is more important than his mental health anyway (aka the FIRST Red Flag). Liv & Jo would disagree but let it go for now to avoid stressing him out.

First few months as leader: I think Luke's first order of business would be to undo the damage Joshua did as a terrible coven leader. That might mean overturning fucked up coven laws, etc. but Joshua doesn't like this, so he gets his supporters in the coven to back him & veto Luke's changes. Meanwhile, Luke's own coven support is growing bc I do believe he'd be a MUCH better leader than Joshua, so old man's resentment grows more. Eventually, it reaches a point where Luke feels boxed in like he can't make any real GOOD change bc of Joshua's puppets & THAT is when... the whispers of Kai's voice begin to awaken in Luke's mind. Uh-oh...

Conflict resolution 101: The part of Luke that's in control tries to be diplomatic about getting rid of Joshua's supporters but it just. doesn't. work. The assholes are FLUENT in gemini bureaucracy bc they've been around longer so they outmaneuver Luke constantly. That's when Kai begins suggesting some... less diplomatic solutions, including the idea that Joshua's supporters wouldn't be such a problem if JOSHUA was gone. Luke spends a long time rejecting this & literally warring with himself, so Liv & Jo are like "dude are u ok" and in a moment of weakness he admits his idea about taking joshua out. They're shocked, but after a sec, they're like "wait this is the same man who tried to off his own kids more than once. Uk what? yes lets do it." And suddenly all 3 (ahem, 4) Parker kids are plotting to put dad in a magical coma (hmm does that sound familiar? I wonder which sibling's idea this was...) so he can't influence his supporters anymore. And the siblings succeed! Joshua's out! but it becomes their lil secret, hidden from the coven...

A Good Ol' Frame Job: Lo and behold, Joshua's supporters still stay loyal to the man in a coma instead of Luke! Liv & Jo are like "it's fine luke, dad isn't gonna wake up so eventually they'll have no choice but to listen to you" but KAI isn't convinced... and neither is Luke. Diplomacy didn't work, sleeping beauty-ing joshua didn't work, so now he needs to play dirty. He doesn't jump to violence or anything - he simply frames a few of them for crimes they didn't commit. Snakey, but simple. Only problem is... Luke can't recall if this idea was his own, or Kai's...... bc they're both equally likely to have thought of it. Kai's influence is growing... So when Jo & Liv come to him like "wow crazy how those supporters got revealed as criminals right? That worked out conveniently," Luke goes w the safest option & says "haaa yea what a coincidence! no idea how that happened" ......and now he's lying to his sisters (Big Red Flag #2)

Calm before the storm: Now that joshua's remaining supporters (who haven't been framed) are very few, Luke doesn't face much resistance anymore & he actually succeeds at reforming a lot of fucked up gemini practices & making positive change. Maybe he even succeeds at eliminating the merge altogether! Luke's flying high, believing he's a true protector of the geminis & the best leader and savior (which, to be fair, he rly is better than the shitty leaders before him)! Kai's influence here is very sneaky bc some of Luke's old sense of humor comes back to him, with some new hints of cockiness that weren't there before. Luke's golden boy charm & Kai's cockiness creates the perfect politician cocktail & liv and jo appreciate the good he's done for geminis but also lowkey resent the big-headed self-important persona he's growing.

But THEN there's trouble in paradise: joshua's leftover supporters find a piece of evidence that proves Luke framed the others & they threaten Luke w it, deducing that he also had smthg to do w Joshua's coma. They order him to step down but he can't do that. Not now, when he's finally *this* close to changing the coven for good! These pricks will wake joshua & bring the old laws back! No, he can't let that happen, he can't let it- ....Luke snaps. He blacks out, then wakes up in horror to realize he violently killed. them. all. He panics, calling Jo & Liv for help BUT to cover his ass, he lies & says he had to kill them bc they found out about "all 3 of them" cursing Joshua... while choosing not to mention how they also discovered his frame jobs. Liv & Jo are horrified yet they help him cover this up bc he's falsely led them to believe their asses are also on the line for cursing joshua... but then Jo notices some of them were killed in very "Kai" ways (bled to death from their spleens getting cut out, etc.) & Liv finds the piece of evidence they had that links Luke to the frame jobs...... the 2 of them realize Luke is not in control anymore.

The Climax: Liv & Jo confront Luke, asking him to step down but warning him that they'll MAKE him if he doesn't agree. He doesn't agree. A fight ensues & Luke is pretty OP despite the 2 v. 1. Luke gets *this* close to killing them (while Kai cheers him on), but then says SIKE and kills JOSHUA's comatose body instead, shocking everyone. Jo, Liv AND Kai are like "wha- why?!" & Luke the politician diabolically reveals that he can't bring himself to kill them - but he can frame them for Joshua's death & turn the coven against them.... OR he can frame the dead supporters for Joshua's death & save his sisters, IF Liv & Jo stay loyal to his cause. At this ultimatum, Jo & Liv finally give up, saying they'd rather get framed or killed than let him rule the coven like this. The Kai in Luke gets triggered by their abandonment bc he's a gOoD LEADER can't u SEE?! Kai's increased presence & Luke's increased lack of control make his SIPHONING manifest for the first time & he unintentionally starts siphoning the sisters. And Luke gets triggered by them trying to overthrow him bc he's the OnLy one who can PROTECT the coven!! Just like he protected Jo & Liv from Kai!! At this point the sisters' resentment RLY comes out like "WE DIDNT ASK YOU TO!! YOU chose to merge to protect us WITHOUT ASKING what WE wanted!! U literally knocked out Jo when she was ABOUT to merge! You protected us bc that's what U wanted, not US. And now the coven doesn't need to be protected BY you anymore, it needs to be protected FROM you!!" Like a bucket of ice water, Luke realizes he's siphoning his sisters rn. He has become Kai. They're right. He is not in control anymore. He steps away & realizes the whole coven itself is broken. The best way to save it is to take the ruling family nonsense out of it & free everyone. He agrees to step down & Jo & Liv help him break the coven link altogether and they free the coven! For a moment, it seems like Kai is going to stop them, but then even the Kai in his mind realizes the coven fucked him over his whole life & he'd much rather see it gone. So all 4 kids unite in Sibling Solidarity and liberate the coven!

Epilogue: Luke gets therapy & that means Kai begrudgingly gets it too bc he's stuck in luke's head. They both start healing & finding a medium ground of how to share space in luke's head. Kai even uses Luke to apologize to Liv & Jo for his own crimes. I'd like to think he'd even get Luke to go to Bonnie and apologize on his behalf & maybe help her out whenever he can, tho i don't think it would be sexual, bc in canon the merge didn't change kai's sexuality so i doubt it would change luke's. But yea I think bonnie would still at least have a new ally in luke thanks to the Kai in him xD

THE END lol I hope my impromptu mini-fanfic here answered your question ahaahaha thank you for asking!!!

[thefusioncelestial]

Mix 7: A Father's Gift

Mr. Jacobs was proud of his son. He was everything he wanted, if only his son, Derek would realize this.

But with the gift he was about to obtain, perhaps he would realize this.

Mr. Jacobs heard about a mysterious shop that was able to fix certain issues; of the bodily kind. Before he knew it, he was standing before its doors.

He scanned the surroundings before going in. It was wet and lightly raining, two tall walls of red brick, a reminder of the post WW2 era, flanking the doors on both sides. The door was wooden with no sign of paint or finish on them, and there was no sign save a strange symbol etched at the top of the door. Small enough to miss if you didn't notice. He couldn't make out the of the building, it seemed to never settle on a shape, style, or material. Mr. Jacobs soon put that out of his mind and walked through the door.

The room inside was darkly lit, but it had grayish carpet, dark green wall paper, and two Japanese style doors in the back. In front of them was a receptionist area that blocked access to them.

There was a man sitting behind it looking at him. His hair was concealed by a white turban, but his facial hair; medium sized eye brows & a carefully shaped mustache, revealed that his hair was jack black. He had striking green eyes. He was wearing a black shirt that had a galactic print on them. He could swear that he could see the stars twinkle & the galaxy itself slowly turn.

"Hello sir, I take you are here to take on a new look? You can be anything, or are you looking to heal some hurts that modern medicine has failed to heal so far," the receptionist asked in an confident tone.

"Not for me, but my son," Mr. Jacobs replied.

"How does this work? What do you charge?"

"What I charge depends on the reasons for the change, typically for men like you looking to change their sons, often for vanity reasons, I do not come cheap. I can't tell you how many "wimps" I changed into world class athletes," the receptionist replied.

He continued: "As for how, you go through the door to my left, pick the traits you want, and then get back to me & I'll handle the rest. Now give me your right palm, Mr. Jacobs." He came out of the receptionist desk & brought two chairs for both to sit.

He sat & so did the father.

He stretched out his hand.

As if instantly, Mr. Jacobs did as he was asked.

"How did you know my family name," he pondered.

"Oh forgive me, my name is Corsair, as for how, I would not make it as far as I did in my line of work if I didn't know who may prospective customers are," Corsair retorted.

Must be because my information is available online due to social media he thought.

Corsair had Mr. Jacobs's hand grasped in an embrace of both of his hands. He then moved his forehead to touch this embrace and closed his eyes. His secret revealed, he could read minds!

He saw the real reason for the visit. He did in-fact come to help his son. It was not to make him a star or make him more palpable to the marriage market or for some desire to use him for social gain. His son had confidence issues.

He dug deeper. Ah, there he is:

I see, from their conversations, the son feels mixed matched. He worked on himself hard both academically & physically and achieved a great result. One more year at university, and quite the healthy body with the aesthetics to show it. But he hates his face. Nothing he has done has ever worked. He considering plastic surgery. Mr. Jacobs supports his son, but wants a more natural way than the scalpel. My way is...magical if not natural. He just needs a little bump to bring out his features.

Corsair moved his head back up to face Mr. Jacobs & unclasped his hands and rest his on his lap.

"He doesn't need much. One measure. $1000," he said in a deadpan manner.

"Deal," Mr. Jacobs said quickly.

Corsair smiled, "Through this door."

He handed Mr. Jacobs a cup.

"Pick one to fill in that cup. The turn knob & valve is located under the giant cylinders. Keep walking forwards after you are done,' he said.

"Just like that," Mr. Jacobs replied.

"Just like that," Corsair replied with a big smile.

He opened the receptionist area to let Mr. Jacobs in, and he went through the door. It closed behind him.

The area was pitch black, but soon a green light, no a series of green lights sprang up. They were next to each other with some distance, but orderly. They were lined up on both sides of the room, forming a hallway.

He walked up to the first pair. They were giant green clear glass canisters. There was a glowing green liquid inside and to his shock; unconscious men with their eyes closed floating inside of them.

They seemed to be sleeping. They had a calm expression about them. Each canister had a distinct person in each. No matter the size, face, ect, they were all good looking & fit. It was a hallway of models.

Pick me. No me. No over here!

The men inside were mentally communicating with Mr. Jacobs.

"Wait you can speak without moving your mouths? Wait, are you being held against your will," he asked out loud.

In unison: NO!

Do not worry for us, for a part of us gets to live on in others. We get to live through others in more lives than what has been recorded in history. Choose.

Telepathy he realized. Fine, he would choose.

"I don't need much, I just want my son to be more confident himself. Realize his potential," Mr. Jacobs said loudly.

Far off in the back a canister glowed very brightly while the others dimmed.

After 10 minutes he approached the canister. For some reason he put his hand on it, and then a flash of the memories of the person on the canister flooded him.

A young soldier, living life. He was always positive no matter the situation. On track to a long distinguished career. About to go home. And then a large explosion occurred. A terrorist attack, killed his most of his platoon, and he layed on the ground suffering about to meet his maker.

Corsair appeared. He healed the soldier's body, but the soul was too detached to keep him going.

He was given an offer:" work through him to help others in need of help. You would live on by merging yourself with others to change their life trajectory in positive ways. You would still be considered dead to the public."

The solider, named Caleb agreed without hesitation, not caring for the life in the canister.

On the bright side, the canister men were given a new purpose & would join their new mental powers thanks to the green liquid that also anchored their souls to their bodies & gave them eternal youth. They created a gesalt mind palace where they could get to know of each other & live new lives in their perfect worlds.

Mr. Jacobs chose him. After he wiped a tear from his eyes, he looked down and found a water jug like hatch, the kind you find in barrel shaped drink dispensers, and pressed the release valve down. Green liquid filled the cup & he was done.

"Thank you for your service," said Mr. Jacobs. He bowed.

The serene body cocked a smile.

Mr. Jacobs wanted to take him home, but he knew he would die outside that canister and promptly left. He kept walking forward, not backwards as instructed, and came across a door.

He walked through it. He came out to the same receptionist area he used to come in. He turned and saw it was the first door he used to get into the hall way of perfect, to him, men.

Space time shenanigans.

He walked past the receptionist desk, turned towards Corsair.

"I take it you will keep the secret," he wondered.

"If this works, my life is yours," the father replied.

"The money has already been deducted, hand me the cup. The final step is near," Corsair said & then took the cup from the father.

He could not see what he was doing, but he heard shaking & swirling noises. They stopped. He pulled out a bag & In the bag was a green pill.

Corsair handed Mr. Jacobs the bag.

"Have him swallow it over night, right before he goes to bed," he said.

"Thank you so much, how do you take payment," Mr. Jacobs pondered.

"Payment is automatically deducted as I said before," Corsair replied.

They both wished them a great day & Mr. Jacobs went home.

His son was home the weekend before spring break, determined to do nothing. Maybe some extra studying.

His father gave him a bag with a green pill in it. Told him to take it before bed. Maybe an anti-anxiety pill? Some supplements?

He pondered. His dad has never given him anything bad. He did as he was told. He went to sleep.

His body began to float. He wanted to wake up and see what was going on, but he couldn't open his eyes, move his limbs, or get out of his dream. Did the pill he took induce sleep paralysis?

He had a mouth, but he could not scream.

He was floating about 3 feet above the bed, and then the bed sheets slid off, exposing him to the air from all sides.

Above him was a specter or ghost. It was Caleb. He was floating even higher than Derek was. Situated above Derek in the same resting position, he started to descend. Derek didn't move, couldn't move. Soon Caleb was occupying the same space as Derek.

Swoosh. A burst of wind flowed out from Derek's body.

Caleb faded away into Derek, and Derek soon glowed green.

In Derek's dream space, he met Caleb. Derek was scared at first, but he was able to be calmed down. He explained the situation. Derek was mad at his dad at first, but understood his good intentions.

"How much of me will change," Derek asked.

"I don't know, but you will still be driving the wheel of whatever it is we turn into," Caleb said.

Derek let out a sigh. It was probably too late to go back. He swallowed the pill after all.

"You will ride passenger seat no matter what," Derek said in confidence. Some of Caleb's mental aspects where seeping in.

Caleb smiled. Both of the men turned into tornadoes that then merged into one twister. It settled into a new person.

The green glow went away.

For Caleb's physical body, it began to change. During the mind meld, Caleb's DNA transfused into every part of Derek's body.

He grew more hair, eyebrows got thinner, his lips a more flush with blood getting pinker. His eyes reshaped themselves, while his ears changed angle a little to move towards the skull.

His chin and cheek bones thickening gave him a much stronger jawline. His skeletal changes generated new sensations, like the feeling of pops and pressures. From this moment forward, Caleb grunted. Not in defiance, but in acceptance of the new changes. You could hear "mmm" come from him.

With a suddenness & popping sound, his neck, shoulder, chest, arms, & legs exploded with new muscle at the same time as if he was hulking out. His fingers changing to meet the new proportions. His legs lengthened.

He let out an sharp "ahh" at the sudden changes. His body from his waist jerking up to make a weak triangle before settling flat.

His abs changed as well. He began to groan. He had a cross between his own and Caleb's. He could feel his abdominal muscles merge into one. The skin then constricted and reshaped them, giving form to each of his stones.

His nether regions were a 1 to 1 copy of Caleb's. Bigger & longer. Harrier too. As the changes came in, he could be heard breathing hard through his nose.

The changes were done. His transformation complete. He slept the rest of the night.

He got up before his father & went to the local gym: he needed space & a different environment from his father's home. No one saw him as a different person to his shock. He went to the locker room to get a full look of his changes:

He was bewildered. He was like a new man. Did he have to change this much? He loved the muscles, the power,....the confidence? He remember that Caleb was inside him now. Caleb was a soldier. A flood of memories hit Derek. Caleb's training & missions as a soldier, his buddies in the air force.

He returned home. His father was also shocked by his son's changes. They talked and found a happy medium. He wanted to know where this clinic was located, but his father forgot. No third chances.

He decided to go travel for this spring break. A visit to Caleb's platoon. The one who survived. To the graves of the ones who didn't. They all deserved respect.

[the-volunteer-host]

Triple fun

Malachi and Loram were waiting for the full moon to be in position to shine through the window to the study. Everything was prepared for the summoning, nothing to fancy just a small incubus that's what the plan was.

So far, they had merged their bodies several times before and even though this was a quite lustful experience each and every time it always felt like something was missing.

When the moon stood in place the runes on the floor started to shimmer blue. Just seconds later he was there, didn't look all to demonic thought Malachi to himself when he realized he looked like a horned version of Loram. "Probably because he drew the summoning circle" he thought to himself. All the while Loram couldn't take his eyes of the being that had just appeared before them.

"I am Zakli, why did you summon me?" said the horned being without looking all too pleased about the situation.

"We need you with us" replied Loram.

Zakli crossed his arms before his muscular chest and tilted his head a little to the side. "You need an Incubus, well why didn't you say so right away." A mischievous grin showed on his lips.

"Not that simple though" said Malachi the blond guy who had slowly been moving towards Loram from the back. At first Loram felt the other man’s breath on his neck and then it began. Malachi moved closer than what should be possible. He shoved his left arm straight into Loram’s back side and from there into the other man’s arm.

Pleasure was showing on Loram’s face, he didn't want to wait any longer, so he leaped backwards and pushed himself and Malachi onto a chair.

The spectacle that Zakli was watching clearly entertained him. At first the two man who had summoned him stumbled backwards a few steps. However, when Loram’s legs touched those of Malachi they became one. The same thing happened to their hips and lower body. While both men were already sporting quite the physique now, they became more muscular as one. More hair manifested on Loram’s chest, and their joint arms were quite even more muscular than Zakli’s.

It was also quite clear that this process not only aroused Zakli but also the merging ones, since they were sporting quite the bulge below their leather jock strap.

"Wait I want to watch us enter him" said the blond man interrupting the process half way. It was quite the sight there: A hunk with half of another guy somehow coming out of his back looking over his shoulder.

Loram gestured for Zakli to come closer and take a seat before them, which he did. Just a few words of magic and a wave of a hand later Zakli’s backside began to glow in the same blue as the summoning circle had glowed before. Pleased, Loram lifted one of the legs he shared with Malachi and slowly shoved it into Zakli’s glowing back side.

The feeling was arousing for all three of them, not even Zakli had ever felt something like this, merging with mortals - Especially ones that merged among themselves already.

While Loram was enjoying doing this very slowly his friend Malachi was not that patient. Malachi seized control of their joined left arm and hand and grabbed straight into their leather strap and began rubbing their joined cock. This caught Loram off guard who let out a loud moan, but it aroused Zakli even more, he felt it all even though the merge had only just begun. Zakli felt his own dick twitch according to the rubbing Malachi was giving theirs and it was driving him mad.

It was time to test if this small connection worked both ways, so Zakli reached into his pants and gave his own dick a few strong jerks, which was instantly commented by loud moans from two mouths behind him. The smirk in his face returned.

"A game of lust with an incubus, you mortals have no idea what you are in for." Said Zakli before stemming his feet against the floor and shoving himself backwards with all the strength he found.

His back absorbed all of Loram and Malachi’s leg without any resistance, however he could feel them being added to his own leg right away. But this all went so fast there was no time to enjoy every bit of this, he needed it all now. Next his back side touched their chest, which made his chest swell up immediately.

An evasive reflex made Loram try to back off which made him hammer his head straight into Malachi’s head. While a viewer could have expected a broken nose on Malachi’s end from the sheer force, none of it happened. Their merge just finished and for a very short moment a light brown haired bearded man sat there, Lorachi as he had called himself on past occasions.

But the merging continued no time to adjust to the new perspective and joined mind this fast. Now it was just seconds, Zakli’s head and Lorachi’s collided and became one, their entire bodies seamlessly merged into a new being. Zakli’s left arm was holding his own dick and now merged into Lorachi’s arm which was holding "their" dick.

Everything went into place within sheer seconds. After a few moments of heavy breathing the new man was still holding on to his very new and very impressive cock. He was leaking so much precum, not even the incubus that was part of him had ever felt that horny.

The process was so forced and fast that everything felt overwhelming to say the least.

"Time for a test I'd say" said the new man and began jerking off his new toy, while the three voices in his head more and more went into unison over their moaning and felt pleasure.

Once again heavy breathing was filling the room when he came all over his chest with the first shot landing straight in his moaning open mouth.

[nallchange]

it's not that big of a leap

from being wrapped in the tail,

smooth, slinky, snuggly,

to falling in and being the tail:

long, swishy, wiggly.

it's fine. stay as long as you like. 💜

[liquidlightandrunningtrees]

Reading isn’t important because it helps get you a job. It’s important because it gives you room to exist beyond the reality you’re given. Reading makes the world better. It is how humans merge. How minds connect. Dreams. Empathy. Understanding. Escape. Reading is love in action.

Matt Haig

[yeowninefive]

Merge

[cloud-kaiju]

Mattress fusion form of Medley, the fusion hero cos sometimes you just love your bed too much.

"Morning After" Story below by @lulu-the-kaiju

Megan raised a soft right hand to block the morning light from shining directly into her eyes. The glare was intense, bouncing off some insidiously placed window across the street, so she raised her other right hand to help. With the intrusive sunbeam temporarily thwarted, she smiled to herself and snake her left hands down to pull the comforter up over her head. Only when doing so exposed her stomach, never mind her legs and tail, did she begin to parse that something might be afoot.

Megan stifled a yawn, bleary eye blinking, and rolled onto her side to glance at her partner, “That was some night, we really–”

An empty view, save for the legs of a bedstand, scattered with strewn clothes, drew her up short. Had Frankie snuck off early? And for that matter, why was she on the floor? She could've sworn her bed hadn't been repossessed, but then....

"Oh." Megan realized she was laying on the floor and must’ve absorbed the bed in the night. Her massive, rotund body sank comfortably into itself, tail flicking inquisitively, as she explored the new form with all four soft arms, from pillowy bosoms to quilted belly, “Wait, how did I– wait, where did she–”

Four arms. Medley didn’t usually have four arms, and neither did her date from the night before. The big purple sheep-shark blinked at pieces clicked together in her mind. Neither Frankie nor Megan were visible from her vantage point in the small apartment bedroom…

“So, we’re Medley after all then? The new super that absorbs everything? I owe Cal ten bucks.” She mumbled with surprising excitement.

A blush rushed to her cheeks, “Wh– hey, no! We’re just– I’m just Megan, we’re not–… wow, this secret identity thing is gonna be harder than I thought.”

"Yeah, yeah, sure, I won't tell anyone," Medley yawned, stretching limbs out in six different, alien directions, “So we’re a superhero then, eh?”

"Yup." She laid her head back down on the floor, the built-in padding comfier than any pillow either of them had ever used.

“We should go fight some crime, y’know? Save the day! We’re huge!”

Medley turned her head back away from the windows hostile glare, “Truuue, but we’re also really comfy like this. And kinda hungry. And it’s cold outside.”

“Those… are all very good points we just made.”

“We make a very convincing argument.”

“We do.”

Medley, in full agreement with herself, grabbed the nearest cellphone off her nightstand and searched up the nearest diner that would deliver breakfast.

[fanterfane]

Blending Beyond the Bounds! (Commission)

Commission for IcarasMkII! Their OCs, a perverted blue haired rambunctious bunny boi named Izzy and a bratty shy housecat girl named Nia fused! After getting fused together, the two of them literally can't keep it in their pants! Despite how much they should probably try to fix this, Izzy is adamant about enjoying the moment, much to Nia's chagrin. Regardless, she can't help but admit that it does feel good to be fused together like this... Here's a question to ponder though, is it really even still masturbation if it's two people in one body? Or is it a kind of self sex...? A love of oneself that's so pure and intense it becomes a passionate romance. Wait... isn't that just narcissism? ...Anyway, this was originally finished in November 2023!

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Polvo- Cor-Crane Secret (Indie Rock, Noise Rock) Released: May 6, 1992 [Merge Records] Producer(s): Jerry Kee, Mac McCaughan, Polvo