Ela on the outside

You awoke in the morning to the smell of breakfast being cooked--bacon and eggs, in fact! Wow, that is a really special treat, you wondered--

You wondered a lot as you pulled the sheets back, revealing that you in fact were lacking clothes entirely! It seemed that an excited Ela didn't leave you much by way of modesty, but you doubted Zoe or Chloe would be in the lab this early to do anything. And cooking you breakfast was probably an even bigger longshot...

You searched around in the room briefly, finding the sliding door that led to a walk-in closet. There was even clothes contained within! Not all of it was exactly your style... or size, from the looks of it. In fact, the sizes varied dramatically. You guessed that was likely due to a shapeshifter's nature--had she not learned to shapeshift clothes, Ela likely would've had to depend on a wide range of selections if she didn't want to limit herself.

Fortunately, the size range meant you could find something to wear at least. Some gym shorts and a zip-up hoodie later, you shuffled you way out to the lounge area, rubbing your eyes as you tried to wake up.

"Oh! Uh. You're... awake!" Ela said sheepishly, huddled over the stove and what looked like far too many frying pans for bacon and eggs. She seemed to be picking at something in one of the pans in mild frustration before spotting you. "I was going to make a big surprise for you, and then, the, uh, eggs... I've seen people do this, I looked at a video online, but these eggs, one small tap and the egg shell just shatters and goes everywhere! They said use a light touch, but I don't know what that means, compared to what! I've never heavy-touched an egg either..!"

You put a hand up to your mouth, stifling a laugh as best as you could at your flustered friend. She was clearly struggling with some very new tasks, where despite what she'd been told or observed, didn't seem to come as naturally. "Okay, no problem. So, some eggshells are in the eggs, how bad is it?"

"...Bad. Like, all of it." She frowned, and then she began to rub her breasts after setting down the spatula in her hand. She did little swirls around her nipples, before tugging the nightwear--the same from last night in fact--over her head and off, to let it crumple to the ground. Slightly odd to watch a part of Ela crumple to show another part of Ela... was she ever technically clothed? Regardless, all of this was at your mental behest, you thought it might lighten her mood or distract her but clearly she didn't even think twice about standing in front of you topless while running her hands over her breasts with other matters on the mind. "I'm really good at all sorts of things, Emily. Like, I can do a backflip, and I know some martial arts! Just a little. But I'm good at the little I know! It's just, those sorts of things don't require the gentleness that these weird chicken orbs require."

You giggled further, and stepped closer, running a hand along Ela's bare back, and even sliding your hand around her front, testing boundaries while you also gave her the mental suggestion that you touching her was nothing out of the ordinary, just to see if her ignorance of her dress remained. "Okay, well, I appreciate the thought at least! I can help you fix it, but we're probably going to need some new eggs. I'll show you how to crack them carefully."

"Oh!" Ela's eyes brightened. "You could wear me and show me! Like not like clothes, like my whole body this time!"

You blinked. That was a step up from last night's antics, but you remember Zoe and Chloe saying she could do things like that. In fact, so could Zoe, if you heard right. But, you looked down at yourself, and then back to Ela. "How exactly does that work?"

Ela jiggled her breasts in her hands, still talking as if nothing was any different. The eggs already in the frying pan also seemed to start burning, so you handled that before it became a disaster since you you were distracting Ela in other various ways. "Oh, it's easy. I ooze myself onto you, fully encapsulate you, form a shape, and doesn't really matter what's contained within a pocket of me, I'll be able to make whatever shape I want on the outside. I could encapsulate a giraffe and still shrink down to my normal size! In theory, I've never met a giraffe. Oh, now I want to..."

You put a hand on Ela's shoulder. "Okay, one train of thought at a time first." She opened her mouth again excitedly, probably to say something about how she wants to ride a train, but you put a finger to her lips. "What do you need me to do in that?"

"Oh, you just be yourself. You don't even have to do anything really, except it'll be a lot easier for you to move the body than it will be for me to do that when stretched out like this. Though I can definitely still do it, just like what I did with the clothes yesterday. You can even keep your clothes on, it won't matter at all."

You nodded, and then thought for a moment. "...Alright, I trust you then."

Ela clapped her hands excitedly, and then wrapped her arms around you in a big hug. "It'll be fun, I promise!" The hug also let her relax her form, turning briefly into the pink-ish taffy-like material that she had demonstrated herself to be a few times earlier. Ela was able to envelop your entire body at an alarming speed, you barely had time to react before you were coated head to toe in her living elastomer, but the darkness and silence was brief, as before you knew it, you could see again, looking down to see... Ela's body, as if nothing had really changed.

You looked at your hands, ran your fingers along the breasts, shivering a little--you were able to feel everything as if the body was your own. You felt the longer brunette hair tickle your shoulders, and you looked at one of the metal frying pans hanging on the wall, able to see clearly Ela's face, although with your calmer disposition at the helm rather than her perky, excited nature. "Really impressive--I even sound like you, amazing!"

"You sure do!" you heard from seemingly nowhere, but it was just this disembodied voice, same as when Ela was demonstrating clothes earlier. You blinked as you realized Ela had still been topless, which meant you became topless when Ela put herself on you, and you reached down to pick up the pajama top from the ground. "How did that get there? Weird."

As much as you wanted to continue to feel up the body that you could now currently call as your own, you promised Ela you'd help with breakfast. You find more eggs, dispose of the old eggs, and carefully crack them into the pan, letting them fry up as you checked the bacon. Picking up one of the slices, you took a bite to test crispiness.

"Oh wow, it's really good," Ela said, even while you were chewing. You didn't want to be rude with your response and talk with your mouth full, so you quickly swallowed.

"You can taste that too?"

"Oh yeah, it's technically my representation of taste buds that are doing the actual tasting, and relaying signals to yours!" You continued to cook, looking down at the meal while Ela went further with her explanation. "Right now, we're connected in a really unique way. It's really hard to tell where I end and you begin, at least unless you can see the third dimension the way I do. I can see 'slices' of you, and it's how I can transport food and drink into you that technically I ate. There's more to it of course, but what's important is that I can do some really wild things on the outside of a body. Also on the inside of a body, if that were to happen to! Or... both!"

You nodded a little, able to half pay attention, so it wasn't really until you had breakfast on the plate and sat your shared body down that you were really able to process the concepts Ela was talking about. "So you can... be on the outside of a human, on the inside, you can manipulate yourself and others... you can control things, you can be controlled, you're a lot dualities."

"Like moms, like daughter!" Ela said cheerfully, as you started in on your breakfast.