A friend who's excited

"Linda? How've you been?" her friend Phoebe said when she picked up.

"Hey, Phoebe. I'm doing pretty well, you?"

"Same as usual. Any particular reason you're calling?"

"Yeah, actually, I was hoping you had a little free time, come over to my place? Got something I want to talk about, probably easier in person."

"Your ex hasn't suddenly turned into a fuckhead and is stalking you or something, I hope?"

"Nah, nothing like that. Spoke to him a few days ago, he's doing fine. Just something that happened to me, nothing bad, I think, just want to talk about it is all."

"Sure, I got a little time. Be there in ten?"

"See you then."

Linda hung up and sat back to wait. When Phoebe called up from the entrance to the apartment building, Linda buzzed her in and a minute later a slightly panting woman--Phoebe always took the stairs--was knocking at her door. Linda opened it and quickly stepped back.

"Hey, Linda," Phoebe said, then stopped as she saw the line of tape on the floor. "What's with this?" she asked.

"It's part of what I want to talk about," Linda said. "Just, for now, stay on that side, OK?"

"Sure," Phoebe agreed, taking off her low heels and sinking into the comfortable seat Linda had been sure to set up on that side of her foyer.

"So what's this about, anyway?"

"Might be easier if I just show you," Linda said, hesitantly, "but, uh, promise you won't freak out?"

"You said nothing bad had happened," Phoebe pointed out.

"And I don't think anything bad has happened, just... weird." Linda's elven body, dressed in clothes she'd grown for the purpose a few minutes prior, stepped around a corner from where she had been standing out of sight in the small kitchen.

She'd used some magic to enhance the body further. Her sleeveless crop top showed a definite six-pack, muscular arms, and--she'd been sure to measure--a ludicrous forty-five centimetres of cleavage, making her breasts much larger than basketballs. Her tight jeans seemed on the verge of tearing against her equally massive ass, and her cock was clearly visible outlined against her left leg down to just below her knee, much longer than it had been since Linda had made the body two hundred and thirty centimetres tall. Her thick, lustrous hair cascaded all the way to her butt, hiding her well-muscled back, but swept back to make her pointed ears clearly visible.

Phoebe looked the body up and down. Linda could tell she was holding back from giving a low whistle; she was thoroughly gay, and Linda recognised the look Phoebe had sometimes given her when she thought Linda wasn't watching. For her part, Phoebe was pretty enough, slender and modestly proportioned, but until she'd absorbed Chelsea and Erica, Linda hadn't been sexually interested in other women, so she'd only appreciated Phoebe's looks from an aesthetic perspective.

Of course, now she wanted to plow all of Phoebe's holes with multiple huge dicks each, her magic making double or triple penetration quite easy, or even more, but that would of course mean absorbing Phoebe into her hive, and the whole point of how she'd set up the visit was to avoid that. Still, she couldn't stop her elven shaft from twitching slightly.

"Someone's excited to see me, it seems," Phoebe said. "What, you got some sort of reverse isekai thing going on here?"

Susan was on break so Linda swiftly looked up that term. "No, uh, Phoebe, meet, well, me." Linda felt awkward introducing herself to her old friend.

"Hi," she said as an elf, her voice so melodious that it made Linda get slightly wet--and from what she could sense through her passive succubus magic, it made Phoebe substantially more aroused.

"Uh, hi. Linda?"

"That'd be me," Linda said, again with her elven body. "Me and me. Hi."

"Oh," Phoebe said. "So that's what that was about."

"What?" Linda said with both bodies simultaneously.

"Just, maybe an hour ago, not long before you called, suddenly, I just knew that something weird had happened. Social media's full of it, everyone with this funny feeling that something odd's going on but nobody knowing exactly what. Now that I see you? Yep, this was it."

"You're taking this pretty calmly," human-Linda observed.

"Hey, not much I can do about its having happened, yeah?" Phoebe pointed out. "It's weird, yeah, but now that I see you I know what's going on." She nodded. "Well, you want to absorb me before you fuck me, or only when your cock touches my cunt?"

Linda blinked.

"Like I said, we all knew something weird had happened, and now that I see you with two bodies I know what it is. You touch someone, they become part of you. You want a new body, whatever form it is, it appears. You've got crazy powerful magic, too, I know that." Phoebe shrugged. "So why resist it? You can hardly be expected to avoid touching anyone else forever, slip-ups'll happen no matter how careful you are. So I figure I might as well be one of the first, though, uh, how many bodies have you got?"

Linda sagged back on her chair, her elven body collapsing on top of her human one. "Uh, thirty," she said before she really had time to think about whether that was something she should reveal. "Woke up with a hot body with a dick in my bed. Turned out she was me. Went out, ended up absorbing four more people. Came back, I've made twenty-four bodies since."

"Been busy. So, like I said, want to absorb me now, or when you're ready to fuck me?"

"I, well, I don't really want to absorb anyone at all," Linda said. "Taking over four other people really freaked me out. It's hard to avoid absorbing more, whether by accident or because they just look hot and I want to."

Phoebe changed her posture to one that showed off what curves she had to her best advantage. "Are you saying I'm not hot enough for you to want to absorb?"

"I'm saying I don't want to absorb anyone, hot or not."

"Linda, you're going to slip up sooner or later. You know that, deep down. Unless your magic can prevent you from ever making skin contact again, it'll happen. So why not embrace it? Don't worry about what others think of it; you've got the power to do it and you shouldn't let anyone else stop you from using it. Besides, you said you absorbed four other people? You can still access their consciousnesses so that you can mimic them?"

"Yeah," Linda said.

"So you should know what they think about being part of you," Phoebe pointed out.

"I've... avoided looking at that," Linda said. She was only using her human body to speak, and lifted her elven body off of her lap and walked it back into the kitchen so as no longer to be a distraction.

But once Phoebe had suggested it, she couldn't avoid it, and discovered somewhat to her surprise that Chelsea, Erica, Susan and Benjamin were, far from terrified at what had happened, actually quite ecstatic at having become part of a being so much larger than themselves, capable of so much more than they ever could have accomplished on their own. Even if they were just watching while Linda used their bodies for her own purposes, they still got to experience all the sensations from it, unless Linda used her magic to prevent them from feeling it. She'd only cut their former bodies off from her orgy, after all; they themselves had felt every bit of pleasure from it.

"They, uh, they like it," Linda said, not quite realising she'd spoken aloud.

"See? Nothing to worry about," Phoebe said. "So stop being so careful. You want to absorb someone? Just touch them. You want another body. Just dream one up. Hell, whatever you want to do, just do it, Linda. Nobody can stop you. Nobody will even condemn you for it." Linda realised that that was her passive angelic magic influencing Phoebe's thought processes, forcing her to accept the new reality. "I'm saying I want you to absorb me, at which point you'll know everything about me anyway, so I don't feel ashamed to admit that I've jilled off to giantess porn where she uses her gigantic cock to drown cities in her cum. Or other fluids, whatever."

Linda flushed; that was, somehow, the one fetish thing she'd found so far that hadn't spontaneously come to life as part of her hive.

"See, you like the idea, too. Now, as I said, will you absorb me before, or right as, you fuck me?"

"You're sure?" Linda said.

"Even if I wasn't, as I said, it'd be inevitable anyway, and I know anyone else would say the same thing. So hurry up and do it already." Clearly impatient, Phoebe stood up and began stripping off her clothes.

She was just starting to unhook her bra when Linda stopped being able to resist and touched her with a transparent slime tendril that she'd had poised under the chair the entire time.