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Rick and Becca separate on a Sunday after Becca followed through with her promise of merging as much as they could one weekend. "Oh boy. Okay that was, what, 4 times in 3 days?" Becca asks with a huff. "Yeah. You said you would." Rick says smiling. "I know but I just get the relief and afterglow of the separation. This time the mess too." Becca says wiping cum off her stomach. Rick laughs and hands her some pjs. "Okay you got your thing. Tell me another merge story." Becca says taking the clothes. "You are going to start being a part of them." Rick says shaking his head. "Fine."

Rick was with friends in a bar and drunk. Hanging out with friends like this were honestly the best part of college. In the drunken stupor, Rick didn't realize some friends had gone home, and others had filled their seats. One being Cathy. Short, sort of heavy, indie styled girl but quite cute. They started a drunk conversation of some depth just before bartenders started kicking people out to close the bar. "Hey got beer at my place." Cathy suggests. Rick gives a thumbs up and follows her with his friends. After getting to her place and cracking open their beer, Cathy's roommate comes out of her room and tells them "It's three am. shut up or get out of the living room!" Rick's friends see themselves out and Rick and Cathy head to her room to finish their conversation. "Intelligent" conversation quickly degrades as the **** kicks in. Soon the two are making out. Clothes are stripped and quickly the two are trying to line up. Close to 4am the two finally stop and fall asleep.

"Wait you didn't merge?" Becca exclaims. Rick laughing as he makes pancakes for their dinner "Not at first. **** stops the whole thing.... sometimes."

Rick wakes up with another body next to him. Cathy is slowly grinding up against him, waking up more then Rick himself. "Hey, what time is it?" Rick mutters. "Uh, 11." Cathy groans. She rolls over and faces him. Her hand catches on his hardening member. "Round two?" she asks with a grin. Rick responds with a kiss. Soon the two are back at it. With Cathy on top of him, grinding away on a much more sober body, Rick feels the orgasm build. "Crap I have things to do today." he groans as they both cum causing the now single being to fumble forward on the bed.

"Wait, is this the day Jim just yelled 'What no thank you?' at you all day?" Becca asks. Rick getting out the syrup and whipped cream from the fridge shoots a finger gun over the door. "Bingo."

Rick walks to Cathy's mirror. "Huh. More guy then usual." he mutters. Rick is about 5ft 7, overweight but not obese, male frame with feminine nipples and a vagina. He messes with the shaggy hair on his head. "Way longer then mine but much shorter then hers. Can I get to class?" he mutter trying to find ID's to compare. Putting the ID's on the mirror next to his face, he finds that is a strong no. "Okay, refuel, get off, get out of here." Rick says to himself. He searches the room for clothes. He squeezes into some of Cathy's underwear, his shirt and some leggings. He sneaks to the kitchen and finds a bagel. He pours himself a big glass of water and scampers back to Cathy's room. He eats, chugs the water and quietly gets another. He strips off the bottoms he was wearing and tries to play with himself. After minutes of struggling, he throws a pillow across the room in frustration. "God what's missing?" he angrily whispers. He punches the window sill near the bed and his a lighter. "Oh... Cathy smokes.... Eh couldn't hurt." Rick shrugs before lighting one up. He cracks the window, breaks the ash off in the tray and enjoys the cigarette. Getting near the filter, he snuffs it out and tries again. A calmer, more relaxed self causes things to quickly start up. Soon Rick has two hands playing with his vagina. One on the clit and the other on the surprisingly easy access G-spot. Rick grunts and they separate

"How awkward was one night stand merging?" Becca says with a smile. "Not bad. She said it was a trip without **** and never wanted to do it again." Rick says returning the smile. "Oof. Harsh." Becca says. "Nah. It was okay. Sure rejected but no anger, fear, just a not again." Rick says.