The culmination of your transformation.

Of course, you do what MalO asks - and you're disappointed at seeing the bathroom be empty. But seeing as you're here, you decide to admire yourself in the mirror. Or rather, admire MalO. Because all that remains of the old you is your face, and that is half hidden behind your bangs. The rest is furry and black and unbearably hot, making you grow moist just from looking at your wide hips, your fat tits, your soft thighs. You feel a blush on your face, a rising heat, and it's with a bit of delay that you realize it's not just a blush.

What threw you off is that this time, there is none of that searing pain that accompanied every other change, however brief it was. No, all you feel is your lust intensifying, nipples engorging with every thumping beat of your heart, and your mouth pulls into a slack smile, revealing your teeth as your eyes fall half-closed - only to snap open again when you realise that your teeth look... off.

Still aroused and lustful, breaths deep and horny, you lean forwards with one hand on the sink, tits dangling down and brushing against your arm, and pull your mouth open with the other hand, checking out your teeth. And indeed, they don't look like you're used to. They're longer, sharper, and there seems to be more of them, and as you look on, all of this becomes only more obvious. In fact, both your upper and lower jaw are stretching, elongating to make room for the additional teeth, which allows you to see better how your molars grow sharp and pointy, how your canines grow long and pointed, giving you a set of teeth befitting a predator - or, more specifically, MalO.

Because while your jaws stretch and your teeth multiply, your nose does the opposite, sinking into your developing muzzle while your skin warps, recedes and turns white, until you're left with the same dark nose hole at the tip of your upper jaw that MalO has. Of course, it's not just your jaws that change in this way. Your entire face, in fact, is getting the same treatment, turning not just bone-white, but into actual bone, and soon, you don't have anything to pull away from your teeth, but you also don't have to, because every single one of your teeth is completely visible, which frees your hands to fondle your heaving tits.

As you run your tongue over the viciously sharp teeth gingerly, you see it growing longer along with your jaw, slowly darkening from reddish pink to black. The questing touches reveal that despite your entire face slowly calcifying, its sensitivity remains the same as before, and soon, after brushing your bangs from your face, you find your old eyes staring at you from a canine skull that looks identical to MalO's.

And as you watch, even that changes, eyes first turning milky and white before beginning to glow blue, and you close the eyes in bliss as a feeling of completeness overcomes you, as if the last piece of the puzzle that is you has finally fallen into place, and you feel a smile spread on your skull - however that works.

When you open your eyes again, you have two heads.

"Ḥ́͢el̛ͬ͋l̝̥͟o, John..." Except not quite. The second head, which is now speaking, belongs to MalO, who has put it on your shoulder and is now wrapping her arms around your middle as she presses her full breasts into your back. "F̃i̙ͤ͡n̂a͓ͩĺ̷ͥ̚͢ͅly̓͂͆ we meet. Finally we can tȍ̠̃͋͝ú̟̬̏͂̐c̱ͬ́̂̎h̷̊̽̈ͥ͘!"

"M͝a̶̗̘͈͎̬̭͝͞l̡͗̔̔Ǫ͎̻͓̒ͧ?!" You yelp, and the surprise at your voice sounding exactly like hers, crackle and all, makes you even more flustered than MalO's sudden appearance in the flesh. The base of your tail, meanwhile, pushes between MalO's legs, and you can feel the sodden heat of her snatch. It pushes you further away from surprise and towards entirely consumed by lust. "You... I͎̙̪͖ͤ̀..."

"Yes, John. We ą̳rͨeͯ noͣwͦͬ͒ t̙̒̀hͩ͡e sͪ̿̚a̓̇m̀͆̃e͜. Entirely and i̧r̨͉͆̎͜r̮͌ͯ̚͢e̬͇͕vͦo̔c̸͖̓́̐_͐͑a̛̤͎̝ͬ͜͢ͅb̡̻̣̯̗̼̀̑̉̌̈l̆̓ͬ́̄͌̃̕͡y̵̬͋ͪ̑." Crooning these words, MalO locks eyes with you in the mirror, one of her hands joining yours on one breast and the other wandering between your legs, gliding over the fur of your trim stomach as she grinds her pussy against your tail and ass. "This was al̯̈́͝w̷̒a͟ys͎ how it was going to end. And don't you just lͣṍ̵̴̕͘͜v̵͔͛͗͋ͥ_ȩ̩̥͇ͤ̓ͥ̿̀̓͑ͩ̉͟͢ ĩ̻̞̖̃t̵̴̷̢̯͚͑ͪ͒̆̈̽͢?"

"Y̷͇̲̤̾̎͒ȅ̵̹͍ͮ̚ss̶̐_̅s̩̗̅͛..." You moan as MalO's hand finds your soaking wet pussy, lightly parting the labia with two fingers without touching any of your most sensitive parts. Shuddering in delight, you let your head fall back slighty, giving MalO the chance to nuzzle your snout from below with her own. "Ĭ̸t̺̚ feel̴s̀̚..̹.̰͋ so̸̳̳ go̻̓õd.̥͝.̩̌_."

"I know. I'm so glad you accepted al̸̽̂̕ľ m͍̥̓̑̒ͬỳ̵̳̗̰̐ p̊̈r͂̀́̅̈́ͅé̕sḙnͭ̄ts..." You feel MalO's dexterous tongue run over your chin languidly and buck your hips against her hand, trying to grind your needy pussy against her fingers, but MalO manages to keep just out of reach. "Hmm... Let's take this somewhere more... c̮͐͘o̺mf̮o͙͂r͔͂ta̭̽ͧblḛ̩͈...."

MalO separates herself from you, and the aching emptiness that fills you is almost too much to bear. Taking your hand, the apparition-turned-flesh pulls you after her and towards the bedroom, where she pushes you down onto the mattress gently, hand never breaking contact with your collarbone as she follows you down. The sides of your bony muzzles touching, heavy breasts pressing into each other, you stare up into MalO's eyes with your identical, glowing orbs, rubbing your soaked pussy against MalO's thick thigh where it is pushed between your own.

"M-M͠a̶l̶̺̆O̿ͦ.̳ͩ.̮ͨ.̺ͮ͝ pl̳̫̕ea̤͇s̥e̗̘͛.̬ͭ.̤̝." You whine, breath shallow with desire and uncontrollable lust, shaking hands holding on to MalO's sides, pulling her against you needily.

"Yes... N̔o͖͂͑ mo͢r͈͂e w̪͆͜a͡it͙ỉ͖̪ng̀.ͦ̍" Giving the side of your lower jaw another slow lick, MalO crawls backwards along your body, her hands gliding along your curves and making you shudder and mewl, maw falling open as you pant lustfully, tail twitching where it presses into the mattress. "̣͆͡I̻ͤ w͊͒i͙͋ll̞ en̏̑j͊ȯͬ͜y̰͊ ỷ̽̉o̹̓u...̫ t̔o͓ t̬̘͞he͚͗ ful̋ͦͬ̓̏le̠ͪͣ̾͝s͈̩̱̲̎t͇̐ͨ͊͟.͒͊̀"

Once her head has reached your stomach, MalO begins to let her tongue trail over your soft fur, the sensation drawing throaty moans from you as your hands brush over MalO's shoulders until she is out of reach and your hands brush along your lovers arms. Moving them up to your breasts for gentle squeezing and fondling, you stare down at MalO with barely contained anticipation - you know where this is going, and you can't wait.

"Get ready, love... Ì ẘͭͬil̏l̻ͧ bͨ͞low y͐͝ó̗͗ur̴ m͚̙̰͍̮̽ͧi̸̵̡͖͒̂͠n̏d̴͖͖̤́ͪͤ̂͘.̺̽̑ͯͫͨ̇ͦ͞"̰̻̊ͩ

You can only squeak in response as MalO hooks her arms under your thighs, angling your hips for easier access. One more look up at you, and then MalO's dexterous tongue snakes out and trails a hot, slimy circuit around your swollen labia, making you suck in a deep, deep breath that leaves your lungs as a drawnout moan. And it only becomes better, more intense, more mind-bending...

"Mah... M̱̂a͆-̭M̸̰ͯ̓̓a̲͕ͣl͔̳̂ͣ̕Ǫ̻̭̏ͩ̾ͅ!̸̤̗̰̉͆͞!" As your lover inches ever closer to your actual slit, you gasp and moan and beg. "P-P̗̏l̘̝͇e̸aͫs͈ͅe̛̳͟, I nẻ̴̝̮̩̾̎̈́̍͊̚e̡̙͇͎̠͙͋d̾̔̒ y̬͕͗ͦo̟͉̣̠͊͐͂̚͜ṵ̶̮͔̈́̀̾͞..."

MalO's only reply is to widen the next circle teasingly, making you whine in frustration as you gaze down at her through the valley of your cleavage as you squeeze your breasts, and you see MalO looking back up at you with a teasing smirk. You shudder and twitch, gyrating your hips to try and chase her tongue, but MalO is firmly in control, and has you buzzing with arousal and need before she even dips the tip of her tongue between your outer lips.

""͇͓̝͓͎̑̀͊̑M̡͉̮̠ͯ͛ͭṅͅņ̸̶͖͎̤͈͚̅̔ͭ́͐̾ͤģ̶̧̺͕̞͙̲̼̜̽̇ͪa̻̖͖̺͚͎̙̓́͛̌͟͠ẫ̮̠͑͜a̶͈͔͚ͮ̋͠h̛̟̯͛~!̫͙̅ͭ̚͞"

And even that is enough to make you see stars on the spot, your back arching from the bed as you squeeze your soft tits uncontrollably, your bony jaws white open and your tongue lolling out as you squeal in bliss. MalO keeps her tongue where it is, winding and twisting to keep you going, to keep your legs shaking, to keep you gasping helplessly. Once it ends, after an amount of time you couldn't name, you look down at MalO from eyes brimming with tears of bliss... and see her smirk.

"͠N̥n͍g̊ͦ́h! Ȧ̧̹͗͋h̨͕͓̿͜-̬͊A͟H͔̪̤͗-̴̟ͦA̢ͩ͐̆̔͒͘H̎H̹͜H̨͔̉Ńͫ_͐ͯ͌Ņ̳̉̈͛H!́͝"ͤ̈ͦͮ͜

You were not prepared for MalO plunging her tongue inside of you right after your first climax, for being filled and penetrated so deeply, deeper than your fingers could ever reach. Your lust should have ebbed somewhat, given you some room to breathe, but instead, MalO pushes you higher once more, making you writhe and cry out in bliss, hands flying from your breasts and to MalO's head where they dig into her mane of black hair.

Chuckling, MalO pushes deeper into you, tongue twisting this way and that, bony maw pressing against your thighs as you clamp them around her head and hook your ankles between MalO's shoulder blades. The sensations are so intense that now, the tears of pure bliss begin to flow for real, head devoid of thoughts as pleasure washes everything away.

Your pussy twitches uncontrollably around the dexterous invader, sucking it deeper into yourself as your eyes roll up inside your head. You exist only in the now, in this neverending cloud of bliss, and MalO intends to keep you there for as long as she can. And seeing as you are both inhuman apparitions that need neither food nor drink nor sleep, it will be a long time indeed.

Because you both are MalO, and you will never be alone.