Get the hell out of there

In the darkness a short while later you concentrate on turning yourself to ooze again and slowly seep out of the confines of the dresser and onto the floor. Tina's absence grants you the freedom to reform into your normal body, including clothes. You peer down the hallway and see that the coast is clear so you make a dash to your own room.

Collapsing onto your bed, you release a heavy exhale, the weight of potential discovery melting away. Now, with the threat of being caught vanquished, a wicked idea takes hold of your imagination. Why not push the boundaries of these newfound abilities? The possibilities are as endless as your desire.

You hold up your left hand and attempt to turn just that appendage to ooze. Your skin quivers and turns into the red jelly-like substance. You reform it again. Can you separate some of your body? You wonder. You concentrate again, this time willing the ooze that makes up your hand to detach from the rest of you. A few drips fall away at first and you encourage the flow. You then imagine the puddle forming back into your hand. It takes some effort, but after a few seconds, your severed hand is lying beside you.

You pick up your hand and can feel touch on your wrist. You're able to wiggle your fingers and after some trial and error grip things in your fingers. You think about the vibrator from earlier and your hand transforms almost instantly into a replica of Tina's pink dildo. Whoa! Curiously, you still feel your own fingertips as you hold it, but it feels like you're gripping your cock.

Feeling a little awkward only having one hand, you focus on your stump for a moment imaging your hand returning. To your surprise, the dildo melts into your right hand as your wrist and fingers reform on your left. You're sure you could have maintained the dildo, but it's interesting that it's not the default to do so. It looks like you can shrink in size if you need, but it's a lot harder to stretch beyond your own mass.