They transform

The next morning, Teysa awoke confused. She looked down and memories flooded back. Her stomach was, if anything, larger than the day before, and the glow was stronger. She elbow-crawled a few feet, then rested to catch her breath. Curiously she was neither hungry nor thirsty; the ache in her violated quim and bruised rear end had faded. She was slightly nauseous, though. She tried to prop herself up on her elbows to take stock. All of a sudden her arms wouldn't seem to bear her weight. She tried to push herself up, but her arm bent at the elbow-- the wrong way. She squawked in surprise, but noticed that there was no pain. Looking down, she saw her legs were hanging limply as well. The glow brightened, and she felt a burning sensation deep inside. What's happening to me? She held up an arm in front of her face, and was horrified to see the glow was visible beneath her skin there as well. Her fingers drooped and sagged.

Understanding came in a flash. She tried to call out to Aliara, but it was too late. Her mouth wouldn't make the right motions. Looking across the room, she could see the half-elf was undergoing the same transformation she was. Aliara's form lost definition as the change overtook her. Her skin became translucent, her legs and lower body dissolving into a single mass. From the waist up, she looked like a perfectly lifelike statue of the woman she had been made of jelly. Teysa could feel the same thing happening to her. Great Agamor, we've become slimegirls! She had seen a few of these on her adventures. They were sentient-- the remains of humanoids captured by oozes. They retained their form if they concentrated, but their bodies took on the texture and makeup of ooze. They fed on anything they could capture and dissolve. Teysa regarded herself. Her body was back to its old shape, but made of periwinkle slime that dripped and flowed. From the waist up it was easy to maintain her shape, but below that it was difficult. She moved by a kind of oozy peristalsis across the floor.

Aliara spoke. Her voice was burbly but surprisingly recognizable. "Tey? Is that you? What's become of us, Tey?"

Teysa laid one arm on Aliara's shoulder, where their slimy bodies began to run together. "Look at us, Li. Slimegirls. At least we still have our minds."

Aliara looked pensive. "I know I should be horrified, but... I'm not. This feels... liberating." She looked at her shoulder. "Careful, there. I don't know how this works. Can we separate ourselves?"

Trial and error proved that they could. Their bodies were made of identical goo, but somehow Teysa could tell what was her and what was not, and easily retain her coherence. They explored the chamber, experimenting with their new forms. Teysa practiced stretching her body and forming shapes with the protean ooze. She became aware of another sensation.
"Li, I'm hungry! What do we do?"
Aliara grinned. "Well, remember when we met that colony of slimepeople in the Caves of Ehr? What did they do?"
It took a moment for Teysa to recall, but when she did she nodded. "Let's go hunting."

(GAME OVER)

(to be continued in another story...)