Three

Samantha reared her arm to throw the dice, but was startled by a knock at the door. She dropped the dice in her shock and quickly looked around. "Shit, my roommates can't already be home."

Sandra's phone dinged, Tracy fished it out of the torn remains of Sandra’s pants, reading the notification. “Oh shit.”

"What? Who is it?" Samantha demanded.

“Sandra ordered a fucking pizza.” Tracy groaned.

"What?" Samantha sputtered.

"Of fucking course she did." Emily’s tiny voice groaned. The pizza man knocked again.

"Well, someone has to answer it." Said Tracy.

"You go do it, you're the most normal here." Samantha nodded to Tracy.

"I can't answer shirtless. That's just weird." Tracy argued.

“And my massive milky chest isn’t weird?” Samantha folded her arms.

"I can do it!" Emily offered.

Samantha laughed, making Emily slip into her cleavage. “Hey! Help!” She squeaked.

“Nice joke Emily, I don’t know if you noticed but you can’t reach the door handle.” She fished Emily out of her boobs.

"Face it Samantha, you’re the most presentable.” Tracy put bluntly.

Samantha gave a scowl, gesturing to the wet spots on her nipples, but Tracy wouldn't budge. Samantha picked up Emily and passed her to Tracy, who let the mini woman sit on his shoulder, then got up and went for the door.

She opened it a creak and slipped through, greeting the pizza guy, trying to hide her milk spots.

"Hi." She offered in greeting.

The pizza guy looked exhausted. "Hey, large pepperoni?"

Samantha nodded, she suddenly didn't feel so good. "Y-yeah. That's us." She heard her stomach grumbling and winced as she felt it twist, what was going on now? She took the pizza and reached in her back pocket for her wallet.

"That's 20 dollars miss...woah, are you ok?" The pizza guy asked, he looked much more alert, staring at Samantha's arm. Samantha looked and almost screamed curses, her arm was starting to melt and drip, the pizza starting to tip as her arm lost muscle density.

"Oh no. Y-yeah, I'm alright. This is..." Her words slurred off as her face began to droop as well, her face melting into a goopy mess. The pizza guy backed away, horror across his face as he watched Samantha's body drip and melt into itself.

"Holy fucking shit lady! What the hell are you?" Samantha tried to speak but her mouth wasn't working right, having melted into the rest of her body. Her skin changed from pale pink to a bluish green and took on a liquidy tint. Her clothes had melted into her as well, currently floating inside of her slimey body. The pizza guy scrambled back and quickly turned, running out of the apartment complex.

Samantha groaned and slipped back through the door, her slimey body dragging across the carpet, no doubt leaving bits of herself in the fibers. But at least she got the fucking pizza.

"Sammi I'm so sorry!" Emily quickly apologized when she saw Samantha. Tracy just stared at the pile of sentient slime. Sandra grumbled, having fallen asleep.

Finally Samantha figured out how to work her mouth. "What the fuck happened?" She demanded.

Emily pointed at Tracy. "Your piece moved on its own and Tracy picked up the card."

Samantha tried to scowl, but her face wasn't really there anymore. "You couldn't have waited?" She snapped.

Tracy shrugged. "I didn't think it would make you change unless we read it." Samantha gave a grunt, slamming down the pizza.

"No tip." She concentrated, then formed something that resembled a limb and reached for her card. "Your friends are rushing, twisting, turning / You’re taking it slow, but time is burning / Slime on the walls dripping slowly down / Slowly slowly, you’ll soon drown." She groaned, "Great, I'm being punished for being in last."

"You look cute." Tracy offered. "Like a jello mold."

"I'd rather have cow tits again." Samantha spat. As soon as she said it, she felt her body get swept up by a weird ****, her slime was twisting and reshaping. Within seconds she was shaped like a sexy model, with massive tits, even bigger than she had. She even had something that resembled a face. Her clothes weren't inside her anymore, they were on the floor behind her.

"Woah." Said everyone.

"That's handy." Said Emily.

"I don't think you'll be able to eat the pizza though." Said Tracy, grabbing a slice.