Part 2

I had seen a bunch of crazy, unbelievable things in the last few days. From otherworldly beings with a mother-complex to magical smartphones and the very bloody insides of a person. But even with that, I would argue that what I was seeing right now could topmost if not all of them. Before my – admittedly many – eyes, the ball gag in Adrienne’s mouth began to quiver and retract. Instead of just falling out like I would have assumed, it shifted and twisted before turning into more than a quarter meter long tongue, studded from tip to throat all the way with large black piercings.

I had been so focused on the odd sight, that only after she had retracted her tongue I noticed Adrienne’s eyes being equally free of their bondage. Unlike her skin, they had retained their striking emerald color. But just like her tongue the area around her eyes was framed in more piercings than my girlfriend ever had before. Not only her eyebrows but her nose too were covered in black studs that upon a closer look, were just as much part of her skin as those in her mouth seemed to be part of her tongue.

“Everything okay, Val?” Adrienne leaned in closer to me, her face scrunched up in worry.

“Sure, this was just not what I expected. I mean your face just... melted.”

“Wait what!?” Obviously shocked she went to grab her face as if fearing for it to fall off.

“I thought you knew?” My eyes widened in surprise.

“WHAT? No! Mother just told me to will the bondage away!” Still panicked, she felt across her face apparently not even noticing how her fingers were sinking into her skin.

“I didn’t know my face would melt! Is it okay now?”

“Sure... just maybe get your fingers out of your skin?”

Before I could even react her hands shot forward and grabbed me by the shoulders. Her mouth opened as if to scream at me but immediately closed up when her gaze fell upon her own arms. Under her unbelieving eyes, the slime making up her flesh fused her fingers together, making a clearly visible jumble of the exposed hand bones. Thankfully I had just enough time to cover my ears as a terrified, ear-drum-shattering scream left Adrienne’s throat.

Utterly creeped-out by the sight of her own body melting, she got up and tried to leave the bathtub. Yet after only two steps, her gooey foot caught on the edge. Not used to her new anatomy she tried to lift it but instead, with a wet pop her bones separated and she sailed towards the ground in a slimy heap. Upon impact, her insides scattered throughout her body in a complete mess, and all she could do was let out a scared whimper as her form instinctively pulled itself together into a spherical blob.

“Eeeeeeeee... Vaaaaaaaaawwwurghiiiiiiieeee... Houghwwwep!”

Even if I could see her violet core pulse in clear frustration and agitation, a small giggle escaped me when she tried to form a face and instead an upset smiley appeared on the blackish, green blob of slime.

“I feel like I should now ask if you are okay...”

“Shurgh uuuuurgp!”

“Can you even hear me right now? I mean you don’t really have ears so...”

“VAAAAWWWWUUUUUWWEEEEEEE!”

“Hahahaha~, fine. I’ll try and help you, just relax.”

The only problem with this was that I actually had no idea about how to help my friend. Instead of coming up with anything useful I just hugged her slimy body from behind. While this didn’t help the situation much, it did let me rest my head on an incredibly soft and comfortable surface.

Honestly, I had never thought that my girlfriend had such talent in being a pillow. With an almost dopey smile on my face, I sank into her. I would have most certainly gone right back to sleep if a sudden slap hadn’t startled me. It took me a second to realize that Adrienne had actually hit me with one of her thigh bones!

“What the heck?” Before I could get out another word my sentient pillow began hitting me again!

“Ouch! Stop! Bad pillow! No hitting me!”

“VAAAWWWUUUWWEEEE!”

“Ow! Fine, stop already! I’ll try something.”

Squeezing the unruly ooze girl with all my might – and tentacles – I finally managed to calm her down enough that I could try reaching out to the other realm. Much to my surprise, I managed to do so much faster and easier than I had even during my initial summoning of Mother. Instead of punching a hole through the fabric of reality, it seemed that I now had a most definitely permanent connection to her residence.

Unlike before, where our bond had been like a string on a needle threaded through reality, it was now more akin to a strong tether or perhaps a leash. The way it twisted the fabric of existence around itself was... fascinating; it didn’t seem to act like the Magic I knew. Instead of being woven into everything on a basic level, it actively crushed anything in its path. Mother’s power didn’t care for soft underlying influence, it simply forced its will onto reality. A shudder went through me when I realized this was only a sliver of the might Mother possessed. What she could possibly do if she were to breach into our universe... the thought was both terrifying and exhilarating.

And yet despite being able to see the tendrils themselves I didn’t grow any wiser from looking at them. While two of them clearly connected Adrienne and me – with a third faint one, of in the distance – the way they transmitted any information was utterly alien to me. Unsure just what to do about my Sister’s situation I gingerly reached out to the ethereal threads coming from her.

I could see them clearly now, coming from what I assumed to be her core but after a short distance, they seemed to disappear... no matter how much I tried, I wasn’t able to see where they went off to. In fact, all I got from looking at them was my body feeling queasy.

‘Weird... usually my head hurts when I try and comprehend Magic above my capabilities... I feel like I am missing something important. No matter for now... I’ll try and focus on-'

“Argh! FUDGE!”

“Vawu?”

“It ... it’s fine just some backlash. Shards... that was too much information in too little time. Ugh, great. I’m bleeding out of my nose and I feel like puking.”

Doing my best to ignore the oncoming full-body cramps, I sifted through the utter onslaught of information that had just washed over me. It was parts nonsensical information and parts detailed medical knowledge. Knowledge on ... how to build a skeleton? Suddenly it fell like scales from my eyes. This wasn’t anything useful to me but to Adrienne it certainly was! The way she had created bondage gear from the simple act of wishing for it... if she could do this with an entire skeleton or even other physical objects... her potential was only limited by her own body mass. And thankfully I even knew of a way to help her with getting the form right.

A snicker escaped me as I mentally called out to my lover.

“Stay still for a second, yes? I figured out just what we need to get you into the right mindset! You’re going to love it!”

Before she could even respond or get the idea to try and keep me in place, I rushed off as quickly as my underbody allowed for. Honestly, I wasn’t really all that fast but at least I was still faster than a pile of goo. Much to my surprise when I came back into my bedroom, the blackish slime had started to spread over most of my furniture. I could literally see it eating into the varnish and wood. My previously pink shag carpet was now something I could only describe as a slimy tentacle patch. Though I did have to admit that moving across it was quite fun... in a very lewd and perverted kind of way.

Slithering over to my wardrobe I was met with an entirely different surprise. The slime-rimmed mirror showed me for the first time my new form, in all its glory. My breath stocked when I realized that barely anything was left from the human mage I still had been yesterday. The reflection I now gazed upon was decidedly inhuman; what it showed me was not just a mere Octopus girl but a seductive eldritch abomination, equal parts terrifying and beautiful.

The eight tentacles growing from my head seemed to have matured into powerful appendages that easily dwarfed the ones below my waist by at least a meter and a half. They were twisting and pulsing around my form, a singular yellow eye at the base of each tentacle took in the world around it with almost amused indifference. I finally realized part of the problem I had been having with walking around. I had overlooked the important fact that Mother had based me on the image of a cephalopod.

‘By Mother! How could I have been so stupid!?’

All of my eyes simultaneously rolled around in annoyance at my own stupidity. These tentacles were a lot tougher than my lower ones and they also seemed to have a cartilage skeleton just like my arms and torso; most surprising was that they ended in hardened, hooked bone-spikes. Bringing the tip of one of them in front of me I noticed the much tougher leathery interior compared to my squishy “leg”-tentacles. To humans, it would have seemed nonsensical but to me it somehow made sense. One by one I pressed my tentacles into the ground, and like a terrible effigy of all that was wrong and corrupted my body rose from the ground.

“Holy shit! This is amazing! Oh Mother, you beautiful genius!” I delighted in the feelings of the powerful muscles shift beneath my pliant skin. Almost steel-like strands ran down my tentacles and neck. Moving my body almost felt like swimming in the air and the view in the mirror was simply breathtaking. This... this beautiful deadly creature, this incarnation of sin and pain... it was all me! The clawed tips of my webbed hands, the tentacles flowing from my waste like a sinuous skirt, the pouty lips hiding rows upon rows of jagged sharpened teeth, and of course the monstrous appendages growing from my head... my body rippled with every movement. Power like I never had before, both in body and mind and I couldn’t help but love every second of this nightmarish experience. The tiny voice from before, the part of me that had fought against this change, it was easily crushed by the sheer fucking delight of it!

A feral, unnatural snarl echoed from my chest as I couldn’t help but bask in the glory of my own form. Between the twisting and posing it came up almost as an afterthought that I actually had a thing to do still. ‘Hehehe... almost forgot about the little slimy blob. Gotta still get my girl some help, I guess.’ Trying to open my dresser I had to – much to my annoyance – realize that the stupid black goo had grown over the opening. With my new “legs” bracing against the door I seized the rim and pushed. A wet squelch and ripping sound accompanied the separation of the door and the thick, wet mucous.

“Well... at least the stuff hasn’t gotten to my clothes yet... not that I can actually still wear most of this.”

Getting out a lacy bra and a spiky leather jacket was about all I could do to cover myself up. And hot damn, I looked like some badass, man-eating monster woman alright. Which I, now that I considered, actually was. I really hoped that little mistake from earlier wouldn’t come back to bite me in my tentacle ass. With a shrug, I started rummaging through my piles of clothing to find just the thing I had been looking for. When I finally found it I was more than excited. Thankfully my parents had never found out about this little number of sin. From the neck down it was a full-body cat-suit, complete with socks and gloves. I had bought it when I was a little younger in the hope of growing into the 3D-modeled breast cups... sadly now that I actually had larger breasts, I could no longer wear it. But it was the perfect thing for Adrienne to get her form back into shape.

. . .

“Hey! How much longer do you need in there?” I currently leaned against my bathroom door as Adrienne was trying to get herself back in order.

“Shu- Shut up! You have no idea how hard is to form an entirely new skeleton! OR new vocal cords!” Her indignant response was too cute and I couldn’t stop myself from teasing her.

“Mhmm, I bet. Say is it just me or do you still sound a little slurpy? It’s almost as if a pudding is trying to talk.”

“Oh fuck you!” The door separating us opened and as she took a single look upon my form any retort Adrienne had, got stuck in her throat.

“Cat got your tongue, little one?” With a lecherous grin, I lifted myself a little higher. What a wonderful thing it was to finally be able to lord over other people.

“Uh... yeah. Woah.” Her lips opened and closed obviously unbelieving of my current look. “You... you sure we need to go out for food?”

“Why?” I could see her remodeled self gulp as my claws caressed her chin.

“Just asking... let’s go!” I was certain that the blush on her face was created just so that I could see it.

“Indeed my sweet grape. Let’s~” Taking Adrienne’s hand in my own I guided her through the debased wonderland we had created and down the stairs. It was time we hit the town.