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Chapter 11 by gojitron gojitron

Who does she pick?

The Hispanic lifeguard.

Sarah Dominguez a 25 year old Hispanic, was a good lifeguard at least by her standards. She swam well and knew all the risks involved. She chose it as a job because it paid decently over the summer. If it wasn't for her continued efforts, some would say her tan well endowed body held back by her white and red lifeguard one piece did all the talking for experience as a lifeguard. Sadly for her, her bosses expected results on the field. Due to some cutbacks the higher ups reviewed their employees and found that her performance was still lacking slightly. She was going to be taken off the team [soon.

It wasn't too big a deal. She was college bound anyway if she saved up a bit more. There would probably be some local pool that needed her. She could try her hand at cozening up to Dave Boon to let her work at one of his hotels but that was probably a stretch. Being rich or working for someone rich could solve a lot of problems but she had to take things in [stride.

As she headed towards the changing rooms she found someone was waiting for her. A Caucasian woman with long dirty blonde hair, holding back a chest of double Ds, and wearing a exotic revealing purple one piece swimsuit to do that was there to greet her. "Can i help you miss?" asked Sarah.

"Hi I'm Rem, nice to meet you." said Rembrosea reaching her hand out for a hand shake. It was promptly returned and Rem could notice the accent was strong. "I was hoping you could help me."

"With what exactly? I'm sure the other staff around here can assist. I'm off duty." said Sarah trying to be honest about what she was doing now. She did however leave out that she really didn't have anything planned for the rest of the day.

Rembrosea noticed something in her vision. She could see a green aura outlining Sarah, with her name appearing on the side of her in green. Rem continued her talks while this happened. "I was wondering if you could give my sister some pointers on being a lifeguard." said Rembrosea.

"Huh. Thats it? How old is she?" asked Sarah, thinking this was sort of an okay request. She did have the know how at least and it wouldn't hurt to say a few things at this time.

"She's 18. Emily, plays a lot of volleyball and probably has the build to keep up a job like that. She graduated this year by the way. You a collegiate?" asked Rembrosea, trying to learn more and keep the conversation healthy.

"Not really. Been trying to save up to get in...but I mean if its to help another hopeful...why not? I'm not actually going to be doing much today." said Sarah as she smiled and shrugged.

"Great, she's over by the changing rooms. I'll take you to her." said Rem as she walked over to the rooms. Upon getting there she gave Sarah time to wait nearby so she could check on her sister. She knocked on the door.

Emily had gotten a text from her sister that said to wait in a changing room. Despite how ominous it was, she did add that she wanted to show her something so it was probably a surprise waiting for her. She would answer the moment the knock came in this tight one person fitting room. "Hey is that you? Why am I here?" Emily would ask confused.

"There's something I need you to see, trust me." said Rembrosea quietly. "Just open the door, it's not a prank."

Emily opened the door and came outside slightly. Rembrosea would look at her sister and see the same green aura around her, showing her name. When Rembrosea put her peripheral sight on both of them, their names floated towards each other and jumbled together... becoming the name Emirah...

"Um sis...who is this?" Asked Emily, confused.

"This is your sister right?" asked Sarah, also confused as to why Rem was being quiet.

Rembrosea's eyes glowed slightly, looking at them with a smirk. "Actually I was looking for my sister Emirah..."

Suddenly Sarah and Emily's eyes locked, both sets glowing like Rem's. There was a moment of silence before Sarah looked to charge forth to Emily and embrace her intimately. Emily didn't resist, it was like they had to be this close as they both breathed heavily, their warm bodies rubbing up against one another. They eventually kissed, disappearing into the changing room Emily was just in. It was a tight fit and made for one person...but that really didn't matter now did it?

Within that small moment of staring before the intimate escalation, both had thought "Who was Emirah?" The question itself triggered something in them. It didn't take long for them to succumb to the merge because of it. In order to find out who this person was they had to become that person. Rembrosea's power over the necklace was strong and it's power allowed the two, unprotected by the necklace, to explore the existence of the person as if she were real. Sarah immediately knew the ups and downs of sisterhood while Emily suddenly embraced being a busty collegiate with an accent who knew how to be a lifeguard. They treated these parts as if they were supposed to come together naturally. Somehow both of them didn't reject...

In the changing room Rembrosea could hear moans as the parts of her "sister" were coming together. In a way she was glad they were enjoying themselves...or "herself". The bodies glowed green and sticky like putty, melting down at the molecular level and not stopping till there was no sound...just one last sigh of blissfulness...

She came out, this semi long brown haired Latina girl with light tanned skin. She had large D Cups being held back by her yellow one piece swimsuit that carried similar designs of white and red for her lifeguard attire. The new female fusion stirred her head, as it flooded with memory and knowledge. She ran a hand through her hair and a hand down her skin to feel new sensations.

Rembrosea spoke to her casually. "You feeling like yourself yet? Got to say it's been a while since you joined the family and swam on your own for a while."

That last sentence was obviously too smart. Emirah immediately saw through it. She spoke in a Hispanic but somewhat American toned accent. "You know mi hermana...you don't have to be such a wise ass by telling me what I've done the last few days. I mean...oh God...damn...it actually does feel good to use all those singular terms though..." Emirah said in a pleasured defeat of words.

"Right? My first time was like that too. You feel unique harnessing that diverse existence you have just by saying I and me...or having someone refer to that fusion as...you..." teased Rembrosea in a tempting erotic voice.

"Oh God...yes. I mean-sis! This feels wrong...but it also feels awesome! Did that necklace do that?" asked her very hot and bothered sister.

"Yup...found it on the beach. It can do a lot more than this. Felt I should keep you involved sis." Said Rem with a smile.

"Well Madre dios, now my chest is inflated and I have a rich sister! Thanks for going above and beyond! Still it feels weird...how do we tell mom...or our moms?" Asked Emirah, feeling a little excited about this but also cautious.

"I'll handle that. We could effectively go out on our own for fun. Scott, Mom and Dad can handle being on their own. I mean, we're capable women with futures right?" said Rembrosea confidently.

"Listen Chica, with that thing, we can have any future we want. I'm ready to spend some quality time with my sister. What do you want to do first? We can get laid, we can get fusion makeovers again, we can spend our money...or we can find out what more this thing can do..." Said Emirah eagerly.

Rembrosea went into thought. "Good point..."

What do the fusion sisters do first?

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