Skye and Cam interrupt a planning meeting by merging into a bombshell

Previously: Hank left behind his chauvinistic ways after being transformed into a muscular futanari and adopted a new identity and name in Red. Lily, who ended up in a nearly identical female body, was magically mind-controlled and kidnapped by a man who mistook her for Red. Fighting her programming, Lily gave Craig a clue: a pizza box from a local store.

Red

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Red tried, unsuccessfully, to ignore the unrelenting tap of Craig’s finger on the table. They were crowded into his small dorm room, and the uncomfortable silence was suffocating.

Sitting to Red’s left, Craig was oblivious to his own tapping. His mouth was turned down in a frown, and his eyes bored holes into the closed door. Red glanced toward Cam, who was sitting on her right. Cam looked at the incessant finger and rolled her eyes, but didn’t say anything. She and Craig were still in the awkward stage after unmerging, trying to reconcile how much they individually contributed to Carrie and her actions.

“So…” Cam started, trying to nudge Craig into starting their meeting.

“She’ll be here any minute,” Craig insisted, not taking his eyes off the door. “This is mostly for her, and I’m not explaining everything twice.”

Cam bristled and looked to Red for support. Red shrugged helplessly. Cam let out a huff and crossed her arms over her prodigious rack. She had come directly from work at the library and was dressed professionally in a black vest over a green sweater.

This is his show. At least he let me invite Cam, too. I don’t know what he saw, but he’s really on edge. Having more people here to talk him down if he starts to lose it couldn’t hurt.

Red gently placed her hand over his, stopping the tapping. When he looked at her, she glanced meaningfully at his hand. He got the message and put his other hand over hers, giving it a firm squeeze. He sat back in his chair and took some deep breaths when the door suddenly opened.

Skye barged in, not bothering to knock. She was out of uniform, wearing a black t-shirt. White shorts strained against her disproportionately large ass. Her cute face was, as usual, splashed with freckles, adorned with a scowl, and framed by her dyed blue hair.

“You just come in unannounced, even after what happened last time?” Red asked, impressed by Skye’s brazen attitude.

“What are the chances it happens again?” Skye quipped. “It’s not like you shits are always hanging around with your dicks out, looking for girls to merge…”

Skye had been sauntering toward the table, but when she noticed Cam, she stopped dead in her tracks, and her words caught in her throat.

“Hold on, what the fuck is she doing here?”

The two women locked eyes, bristling like cats.

“Look,” Red started, trying to explain, “I wanted Cam to be here so-“

“Is this about the necklace?” Skye interrupted. “Is this so you can combine me with the titty queen?”

Cam gasped in shock.

“That’s rich, coming from the campus ass bandit!”

“Are you so intimidated by me that you need to make me a covered-up Stepford Wife?” Skye asked Craig.

“They think I’m too boring, that I need to spice up my look!” Cam exclaimed, nodding in agreement with Skye’s outburst.

“Where’s that necklace?” Skye demanded.

“This isn’t ab-“ Craig tried to say.

“I remember where Carrie got it from, there’s a box,” Cam said, leaping to her feet.

In moments, the relic was in her hands, its green jewel glimmering. Cam brought it back to the other side of the table, where she and Skye huddled around it.

“I assure you, it was not my inten-” Craig said before being silenced by a pair of glares. He gave an exasperated sigh and sat back in his chair, giving up.

“Fine, get it out of your system,” he said, before turning to Red and rolling his eyes.

“So, this is what you wanted, right?” Skye declared as she grabbed the chain of the necklace in Cam’s hands. She waited a moment while nothing happened.

“Oh, it’s the gem,” Cam offered. “You have to touch that to activate it.”

“Thanks,” Skye squeaked under her breath before grasping the gem, causing it to erupt with green light.

“I bet you’re loving this,” Cam said. “Was this your plan? To make some kind of curvy bimbo to have your way with.”

Their legs had already started combining, but the two women appeared oblivious to it.

“Yeah,” Skye agreed, getting into it. “They want a fertility goddess so irresistible that they can’t help but take turns fucking her all night long. They just know how much of a bitch I am and needed to balance me out with the nicest girl in school.”

“Shut up,” Cam said, blushing. “I’m not the nicest girl in school.”

“You’re always bringing in cookies and finding books for people even before they think to ask. They could merge you with anyone, and you’d end up incredible.”

“That’s not true,” Cam mumbled, blushing. “You’re so stunning. You know everyone’s looking at you, but you don’t even care. I wish I could do that.”

“I care,” Skye admitted. “I feel like I’m just trying things to see what fits. I wish I could be as confident in who I am as you are. And I wish I could get rid of these freckles.”

“What?” Cam squealed. “No way, I love your freckles.”

The two continued gushing to each other as their bodies blended. Cam’s green sweater expanded, wrapping around the two figures, forcing them together. As it pulled up, it revealed flawless brown legs. Craig shook his head, unamused. Red leaned over and whispered to him.

“You knew this was gonna happen?”

“It’s addictive,” Craig explained. He unconsciously flexed a hand, and Red noticed a glint of envy in his eyes. “You don’t know because you never went back to your old body.”

Cam and Skye’s voices devolved into a chorus of moans as their torsos melded. The green cloth surrounding them formed into an elegant green dress.

“Looks like Cam won out on freckles,” Red noted, as a thick thigh was revealed through a slit in the fabric.

“Her hair’ll be blond.”

“Really? I would have thought blue, like Cyra.”

“Cam’s more traditional. Besides, they’ve been playing up the bimbo card. Just watch,” Craig said dispassionately, his finger tapping the table again.

A new figure emerged as the two heads combined. Straight blond hair cascaded down her back. Skye’s small nose sat above Cam’s full lips. The women let out one last moan, two individual voices melding into a single melodic tone. She gasped for air, her chest heaving. Blond eyebrows framed one warm brown eye and one cold blue one. She smoothed out her dress over her spectacularly curvy form before turning her mismatched eyes to Craig and Red, still sitting at the table.

“Kyla?” Craig asked.

“Skam?” Red offered.

The fusion rolled her eyes before responding, “Well, I’m here for your enjoyment, so why not ‘Candy’?”

“Candy. A pleasure,” Craig said, his tone curt.

“So who’s fucking me first?” Candy asked, running a hand down her bare hip. “Taking turns, or do you both want me at the same time?”

“It’s nice to meet you, but I’m going to have to ask you to leave,” Craig said. “I do actually need Skye, not you.”

“What?” Candy barked, flummoxed. “But I have the best tits and the best ass on one body. I mean, check this out.”

Candy turned around and bent over to show off her impressive assets. She flinched at the pair of stone-faced glares looking back at her.

“Okay, I-I guess I misread the situation. Sorry. Well, time to go. Um, bye.”

With an embarrassed grimace, she clutched the stone at her neck and split down the middle. In a flash of green light, the two figures coalesced into the forms of Skye and Cam, still holding the necklace between them. They dropped the necklace before looking away, wearing twin expressions of admonishment.

“If we’re done playing around…” Craig said, putting the necklace around his own neck for safekeeping.

“Of course, Craig,” Red agreed loudly, playing along for the benefit of their guests. “Let’s get down to business.”

“So, everyone knows what happened to Lily,” Craig began.

“Right,” Skye answered, gingerly slipping into a chair. “You’ve talked about her a few times.”

Skye’s been talking with Craig? Are they friends now? Red wondered, but didn’t interrupt.

“She’s being **** into sex work online,” Craig continued. “We don’t know where she is, but she gave us a clue.”

He opened his laptop to a screen grab of Lily holding open a ‘Luigi’s’ pizza box.

“Skye,” Craig started. “If you can look up delivery records, we can cross-reference the time-“

“I know where she is,” Skye interrupted.

“That’s the Lambda Epsilon house,” Cam chimed in. “You can tell from the baseboards.”

“Yeah, blech,” Skye added with an exaggerated gag. “That ugly pink on green.”

“Baseboards?” Craig whispered.

“You know,” Cam explained. “That strip of wood where the wall meets the floor. I’ve never seen it that color anywhere else.”

Craig’s eyes were wide in shock, and his hands slowly curled in his hair.

“Baseboards,” he mumbled to himself. “Staring at me this whole time.”

Fuck. Either one of them could’ve found her from the jump. He’s spiraling.

“Fuck yeah!” Red interjected loudly, slapping a hand on Craig’s shoulder. “This is great news, my man. We know exactly where she is. Now we can come up with a plan-“

“No,” Craig said, his voice cold and hard. “We’ve wasted too much time already. We don’t know how much more she has. We know where she is, let’s go get her. Now.”

“I can drive,” Skye offered, already fishing her keys out of her purse. “Let’s get going.”

“Not without me,” Cam objected, rising to her feet.

We’re doing this. So why does this still feel like spiraling?

The four piled into Skye’s car, and in a matter of minutes, they were parked a block away from the expansive sorority house. Red sat next to Craig in the back seat and covered his trembling hands with hers. She looked in his eyes and gave him a reassuring nod.

“Here’s the plan,” Craig explained. “I go in the front door and distract him. If possible, I bargain for Lily’s release, but in the meantime, Red circles the exterior. You find her, bring her back to the car, and leave. We all meet up back at Lily’s apartment, don’t wait for me.”

“What about us?” Skye asked from the driver’s seat.

“You two stay here. We can text you if we need you, but this is a guy who can mind-control women. I can’t let him get you two. Red’s the only one who can overpower Lily if she resists. She knows the risks.”

Skye looked like she was about to object, but Red shot her a stern look. She settled back into her seat and nodded to Cam.

“Fine, but we’re the cavalry. We’ll be waiting.”

As Craig and Red exited the car, Cam opened her door and rushed over to them. She gave Red, then Craig, a soft, warm hug. She reflexively crossed herself as she stepped back.

“We believe in you, but… just come back safe.”

She already had to bury her mom, and now she’s worried about us. What if she’s right to be worried? I have to make sure everyone makes it back.

Red gave Craig a nod.

“For Lily.”

“For Lily.”