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[thefusioncelestial]

Mix 40: I Made Your Daddy

Deep down, many of us want a family, a place to belong to, a people who needs us and in return be needed by us.

Joan is one such individual. She has always wanted to start one, but no matter who she got with, she could never have kids of her own. Most would look into adoption by now, but Joan is an geneticist.

Fertility tests has shown that she can bear kids, but she just have not found the right one yet.

So she got to work. With a database of dna cobbled from smaller ones, she cast her net wide.

The system beeped.

An 80% match(chance of impregnating her):

Liam, a hot new chef on the scene. Everyone comes to his restaurant to get a peek at him & perhaps more.

Joan licked her lips. The idea of taking this stud to bed and having his babies made her rub her thighs in anticipation.

Another beep came through.

Another 80% match:

Arsène; engineer, photographer, and noted surfer.

Well off & handsome, he was the local hotty that everyone wanted. He broke many hearts when he went off on vacation, and repaired many upon his return.

Joan had an similar reaction to him.

She had an problem, the problem of choice. She wanted both of them for herself. And she decided she would have them.

Under the pretense of opening a new seed bank, she invite both men to come into her office to give a "donation". Unaware of each other, they were sent to different rooms to choke one out into a cup. They had just stripped down to their boxers when they fell unconscious. This was due to a pill she gave them & advised them to take before doing the deed. She promised that it would increase their yields.

Soon they were in a bedroom, laying in the same bed next to each other.

They were constantly groggy; stuck between the real world & their dreams.

Joan was sitting in a chair watching them.

As they stirred, trying to fully awake and regain control of their facilities, they touched each other and suddenly let out sharp moans as waves of pleasure flooded their brains. They did not know what was going on or what caused it, but they wanted more.

This time they purposefully embraced each other in a chaotic & messy sort of way. They could not touch each other enough as the pleasure raced throughout their bodies, their moans getting louder, more sensual.

As they did this, their skin began to mix & merge. They were rolling around in bed so much that one could not tell who was on top of who at any moment. Soon their blood & muscles mixed as well, and it became clear to an outside viewer that they were becoming one nebulous mass.

There was some creaking from their skeletal structure breaking down, and then there was no activity from their vaguely human shaped cocoon.

Joan looked at her phone that was connected to her machine, and noticed that the impreg rate started to go up slowly. It was at 81% now.

On a genetic level, their DNA combined to create a quad helix structure.

Then the fused mass of the men began to pulsate. Their new genetic code was being distributed.

Joan got up to get a closer look. She was seeing the birth of her new life partner.

Literally.

Squeezing noises could be heard. Within a few minutes, the mass was a featureless, hairless humanoid save a lip-less mouth.

It began to moan.

Two pops. The pecs suddenly exploded with new muscle.

Another two pops. The shoulders followed suit with their own sudden muscle growth.

Each pop forced the being to grunt.

Four pops. His arms & legs were now muscular as well.

Joan was being turned on by this. Her mate to be was hulking out.

Then stretching noises could be heard. His neck was long & thick as waves of muscle formed on them.

He began to breathe heavily. With each exhale, his buttocks grew & grew. He soon had a pair of two nice buns of steel.

Then his rod became erect. It grew to be as long as Liam's & as girthy as Arsène's. He had a very large sack to accommodate his large jewels.

He began to flex his hands & feet, and they too grew into their current sizes.

More stretching noises. His stomach widened.

His abdominal area, which was one solid slab began to take on depressions as if he was sucking in his stomach. As his stomach got tighter, his abs became visible, and soon his obliques as well.

Then his facial features started to come in.

He kept Arsène's skull shape with some additions from Liam.

His hair color & style was from Arsène, but the texture was more in line with Liam's.

He kept Arsène's eyebrows, and Liam's nose, but his ears, eyes, and mouth were a combination of the two.

He then went limp and rested for a quick minute when his suddenly arched his back and thrust his middle region into the air holding the position.

He felt non-painful pricks and ticklish touches race throughout his body, but they all led to one area.

His jewels. His body was taking stock of everything he was, and making seed based on the results. He felt his jewels fill up with his new potential, the potential he could pass on to the next generation.

He slumped back down, and rested again for a few minutes.

He soon got up out of the bed, drenched in sweat, and started to come to.

But Arsène & Liam were not yet joined mentally yet, just linked.

As he stood up and tried to gain consciousness. Their minds began to merge as one. And as they did, their new fused being began to take stock of his new body. And as he did, reality shifted. The room changed, his clothes changed:

As Arsène & Liam truly became one, reality settled as well.

Joan was dumbfounded. Here he was. But who was he?

He looked at her, and immediately guessed at what she wanted to know.

"Hector, my name is Hector, my love," he said.

Joan quickly came back to reality and realized that the pills worked just as intended.

They knocked out the fusees, then made them willingly merge into a new persona. Plus, they have fallen in love with her based on the last statement.

Perfect.

The phone beeped.

100% impreg rate.

Joan stripped off all of her clothing. She wanted him in her now.

As if they were sharing the brain cell, Hector began to take off clothes as well:

Soon they were both naked.

They stared at each other for a moment, and then embraced each other and then kissed.

Holding her in his arms, he fell backwards back into the very bed he was created in.

For a few minutes they were locked in an make out session, but Hector positioned himself on top of her by the end.

His rod right at the entrance to her cave.

Then he plunged in. They both moaned at the same time.

Using his powerful hip muscles. He began to move himself in & out of her cave, never fully exiting. With each thrust he grunted, determined to do what his ancestors before have accomplished. Joan could do nothing but move her own hips in rhythm to his own. Her hands gripping the bed sheets, her legs slightly raised, her head arched back, and mouth agape as if in blissful awe.

He began to move his hips faster, and deeper, never letting up. And the bed squeaking louder as it barely contained the force & power he was making Joan bear.

But then he felt it. His rod had a sudden swollen feeling. His tip felt as if it was holding something back & losing. His grunts became irregular, and Joan knew.

It was time.

And then it happened. He did one more thrust inwards and then held it there. At first it came out like a shotgun blast, and then a constant non-stop flood.

Joan had mated with many men, but Hector's release was so powerful, and so plentiful. Every nook and cranny of her cave was filled with his seed. She felt like she could give birth to a village's worth of his powerful & strong progeny in one go.

To make sure she got every drop, she wrapped her legs around his, and held his hips down with her hands as hard as possible. She knew he would never pull out early, but she did not want a single drop spilling.

But eventually, Hector gave her every drop of his potential, and pulled out. He layed next to her breathing heavily. His job just getting started.

And so for as long as she could get pregnant, she would bear & birth his kids every nine to ten months.

She continued her work as a geneticist.

Hector; hot chef, engineer, photographer who took the family on vacations around the world.

Twenty years later, and their first son came into adulthood:

Soon it will be his own time to sow his own oats like his father before him.

[thefusioncelestial]

Mix 39: Gradient Transformation

Anonymous asked:

Can you a rich jock (the eldest, heir of a fortune, pressures of the rich, posh, formal, constricting, successful and established career but not content for what it's like, searching for something in life, closeted gay, secretly a bottom but never had any seggs besides toys,) with family of 2 or 3 siblings (needing some spare heirs of course),

merge with a twink (someone young in the last year of high school, way too many family members like 5 siblings, neglectful parents in a sense they are provided the bare minimum and no physical abuse, from the countryside or a small town)

The jock escapes and takes out all his fortune from his accounts, makes a copy of his recorded info (in case his parents erase his history). The results of the merge will not appear immediately on a physical sense so it would be on a soul sense (both their personalities, habits, and knowledge are the immediate ones) and he will take the physical ones gradually as time goes by as he will be taking university somewhere far from town.

bonus: If there will be a relationship it would be interesting that he may end up with the jock's friend/acquaintance as there will be familiarity with the other. some nsfw that can circumvent whatever restrictions tumblr have that may be a third of the post.

you can add other details later and try to shorten this request when the story is posted. thank you 😘

Life is great for Ben.

A high powered financial executive from a influential family, his additional status as the eldest son & heir puts him on top. But despite having everything one could want, he wanted something different

He wanted freedom.

In high society, one finds that they are in a never ending web of rules & expectations, and unless one's personality naturally lines up with this world, you would find it restrictive.

This is even more so for his dating life. Ben was gay, but as the eldest, he was expected to marry a lady and start a family of his own. And even if he was into women, he was restricted to only those ladies from the "right" families. Just his luck, there was no one he liked to start an lavender marriage, where one or both spouses of the opposite sex were queer and aware & accepting of it, with.

Plus the activities. His social group were a bunch of adrenaline junkies. With their vast wealth, they love buying expensive stuff & doing dangerous activities just because they can. The lack of struggles in life inducing a base boredom.

For Ben:

He needs a way out. He needs purpose. He had one in college, when he could give his all to tennis, but he never went pro.

But for now he has one activity that keeps him going. His mentorship of the youth.

For Jack, his life is almost the total opposite.

High School is almost over for him & he can not wait. He is one of numerous siblings cramped in one house to middle class parents. Too busy to get any specific attention. They do not get expensive gifts. No cars, no tailored suits, no fancy dishes that the average American struggles to pronounce.

Bound for university, he has his whole life ahead for him. But for now, he must endure. Luckily for him, he is part of a mentorship program, and Ben was his assigned mentor. The cultural exchange adds a little something to their lives. Jack is amazed by Ben's wealth & position in society, and Ben has a wonder-lust for Jack's uncertain future, the freedom of the unknown.

As a part of his side activities, Ben had substantial personal investments in scientific research. He was informed that one of his more outlandish projects may have borne fruit.

He arrived to a large lab with a tower like device in the middle.

Ben: What am I looking at & what does it do?

Scientist: I am calling it, the Life Shifter. As for what it does, it changes a person's life by modifying certain aspects of their life. It can be something as small as a physical shift on the body, all the way up to becoming a new person if they want a new life.

Ben walked up to the device.

Ben walked towards the device. It was conical shaped, silvery, and had two raised platforms in front of it. The platforms were cobalt blue.

Ben: Has it been tested before?

Scientist: On non-Human animals, yes. Other wise no.

Ben stepped on one of the platforms.

Scientist: Sir what are you doing?

Ben: You are going to use the device on me. I want a full life shift.

Scientist: But we don't know if it will work on humans.

Ben: We will now. Do it, or I cut your funding.

The scientist grumbled.

Scientist: So be it. I pray you at least survive the process.

The scientist went to a panel dotted with all types of buttons of various shapes & sizes with a screen in the middle.

Scientist: Just think of the type of person you want to be or your ideal self. Helps if you focus on someone who exists.

The machine began to come to life. It had this white yellowish glow to it. The platform that Ben was standing on raised itself higher.

Ben's thoughts drifted to Jack.

The platform glowed as well with the same color & that light soon engulfed Ben.

He cocked his head towards the air and closed his eyes. His body began to shake.

Jack was sleeping, resting as most of us do. He had a typical dream until it suddenly shifted. He was floating above his body. Then his spirit form suddenly jerked upwards and out of his home.

He was in the sky a maybe 20 feet above the roofs of various homes. His body moved again, but towards the downtown area. As he got closer he saw another object, even in the dark of night, approach him. Closer & closer until he saw it was a person, and soon he recognized that person as his mentor Ben. But before he could respond, he & Ben crashed into each other. There was a bright flash.

Jack suddenly woke up. He checked his body and saw that everything was ok. It was just a nightmare he thought. He went back to sleep to more pleasant dreams.

Ben came to as well. The machine was silent with no glow, and the platform back to its original height.

Ben opened his eyes and scanned his body.

Ben: Aside from that weird out of body experience, I don't feel any different.

Scientist: The change may take time to hold. We normally have two targets on each platform, so the effects are more immediate in those cases. As for how long, I do not know.

Ben was silent for a moment.

Ben: Well at least I didn't drop dead.

Scientist: Thank goodness for that.

Ben went back home, unhappy that he did not become a new person right then & there.

But as time flew by Ben noticed some changes.

He had a sudden interest in skateboarding. And then his appetite changed as well. Less of the fancy stuff and more of the everyday foods that we all can find. He also got a kick out of the activities that his social group enjoyed. He was thinking of getting a motor-cycle. Then his manner of dressing became more causal.

First it was his skin color. It became more pale by the day. His facial hair began to go away, but his hair began to grow out and with a different texture as well. His nose started to become sharper, his eyes larger. His lips fuller.

Then his butt started to get a little rounder, his hips wider, his chest started to stick out more. His abdominal insertions were slowly changing as well. There was more meat on his arm & legs. His shoulders changed too. His hands and feet became less smooth.

Slowly and surely these changes set in. And then his memories began to change as well. Hobbies that he did not have before, he had now done for years. And his social circle changed as well.

His parents gave him a look as well. The look as if they did not recognize him or at least noticed the changes.

Ben panicked.

Would he be put out on the street?

For Jack, he fared worse. As time went on, he felt less & less of himself. Like he was fading from existence. A month after graduation, he just disappeared. His room empty, like no one ever lived there.

Ben began to check his records. His birth-date was changing. Each time a more recent date. His family name changed as well. So to not be out on the street, he began to move assets that was still under his old name to his current one. By then end he was 18 years old. Seeing an opportunity to start all over, he applied to some far flung university with an Aerospace program. He would be far away from a family that may no longer be his.

He still retained the knowledge of his old self, but found he had the memories of someone familiar, of Jack. He realized that to shift his life, he had to meld with Jack.

He said a prayer of thanks & apology, and set out on his new life:

And so with a focus on physics as well, Ben became an astronaut. To him, he could not get far away enough from his hometown. If there was a colonization program, he would be the first to sign up.

[thefusioncelestial]

Mix 38: From Player to Coach

Oh Soccer, the one sport that could be said to represent Humanity as a whole.

For Juan:

He has one more year left in college. One more year left on the team before he has to face reality. A reality many who do not make it to the professional level face.

But for now, he is enjoying victory with his team.

Later, he had been called into his coach's office. To discuss what, he did not know.

"Have a seat Juan, we need to talk about your future," the coach said.

Juan was confused, coach normally referred to players on the team by their family names. First name usage was for the staff.

Juan was worried he was about to get cut from the team. He knew of players from various sports who get cut from team despite having a great season or two.

Maybe he was going to add to that number.

"I have been promoted to Athletic Director," he said.

"Congrats coach," Juan said loudly & in an excited tone.

"Let me finish. This means that I can no longer directly coach the team as I have to oversee all teams at the university," Coach said.

"So I have been thinking about my successor, and I want it to be you."

Juan was dumbfounded. Coach the soccer team, at a university level at that?

"Why me," Juan asked.

"In most cases, new coaches are brought in from fellow staff or someone who has already coached before from outside," Coach said calmly.

"But sometimes players are called in to do the duty as well. I have been watching you these last three years. And I may have been talking you up with the boosters as well. It helps that your fellow players like & respect you as well."

"When will I start," Juan asked.

"In another year, you have much to learn. Plus you have another year out of you as a player. As I transition slowly to my new role, I will help guide you to yours," Coach said.

"Let's start with a make over. Kind of hard to command respect as a coach when you look like you should be in 11th grade Math. Plus you need a bit of an edge to you."

Juan was confused again. Just how was he going to "fix" that? Attitudes and personality traits can be worked on, but he works out well above more than most given his life as a soccer player.

"Steroids can increase my muscle mass further, but it won't solve the height issue is that is the problem," Juan said.

"I have something better and won't turn you into a mess by your 50's," Coach said.

Coach reached from within his desk and tossed a picture to Juan:

Juan narrowed his eyes.

Mateo. His nemesis from when he attended high school.

"Your idea is to get life lessons from this....character," Juan said incredulously.

"Oh you are going to get more than just life lessons from him. You are taking everything he has," Coach said.

"I am sure I do not have to tell you the kind of man he is."

Of course not. The wanna be gangster who terrorized everyone back in the day. How he graduated high school is anyone's guess.

Juan nodded.

"Well he does not have much going for him. No future prospects. So he has been trying to get in with gangs & the sort to change the trajectory of his life. But going that route is going to put him in jail or worse; in the grave. So whether he wants to or not, he is going to give everything he is to you," Coach said.

Juan had a big frown.

"What do you mean by "give everything" coach," Juan asked.

Coach threw him a water bottle. Juan caught it and noticed a orange fluid inside.

"Drink it. If you trust me drink every last bit of it," Coach said.

Juan hesitated at first, but drank all of the fluid.

"Why does this taste of cherries," Juan asked.

Coach smiled.

"You are going to absorb Mateo. That fluid you drank will give you the power to absorb anyone for 24 hours," Coach said.

"Why don't you use this to make better players," Juan asked.

"We have & still do, practically 10% of the soccer world is a fused being on the professional level," Coach said.

There was a beep from coach's smart phone. It was a text that Juan could not make out.

"Looks like we have captured Mateo."

"Like I said, he tried joining the criminal world, so I used some contacts to fool him into thinking he was going through some initiation ritual."

Coach pulled out a key card & gave it to Juan.

"This is the key to the room where he is willingly held up in. Just embrace him. Stay focused. Think of it as community service. One less person off the streets. One body being denied to that world."

Juan wanted to shake the hand of his coach, but the coach reminded him that they would end up merging if he touched Juan right now. So he left with a mutual head nod instead.

Juan received a text of the hotel & room number that Mateo was being held at.

Within the hour he was at the hotel. The meeting with coach was held late, so it was night time now.

Within ten minutes of check in, he was in front of the door to the room where Mateo was being held.

But there were two very tall & burly men standing on each side of the entrance. They wore traditional suits & had black sun glasses on.

"Juan, I take it," guard said.

"Obviously it's him. We were sent his photos yesterday. Still let me see some identification," the other guard said.

Juan gave him his id and then was let into the room.

"We will keep this for now. See you in 24 hours."

The room was opulent. It was like if you hollowed out two student luxury apartments, the type with 4 bedrooms, and merged them together. Chestnut furnishings dotted the area, and there was an outside pool & hot tub where the balcony should be. Juan remembered that he was on the top floor. He wanted to explore more.

"Hello, someone there," a voice ranged out.

Juan followed the voice and it was Mateo sitting off the side of the bed. He was blindfolded.

Juan let out a quick confirmation. More of a grunt. He did not want Mateo recognizing him.

Mateo smiled, then he got to the center of the bed and layed face down. His butt high in the air. Juan noticed that he was naked as well.

Just what did they tell him to do to be part of the group?

Was Mateo that desperate?

Juan was soon sitting on the bed in the same spot Mateo was before, and took off his shoes and socks.

He turned to Mateo. He felt sorry for him. A little bit. He was a terror growing up. At least he would get to experience a better life as a part of him.

Juan was soon naked.

Juan was in on top of Mateo. He took a deep breath. He layed on top of Mateo & and embraced him hard.

After a few minutes of being embraced by Juan, Mateo was confused. Whoever was supposed to be dominating him was not very animated. Fearing he was failing the ritual, he moved to get some action started.

But when he tried to move his butt and lower back away, he felt a tug or pull. He also felt his skin stretch to unnatural proportions. Juan hugged Mateo harder. A flood of sensations began to flood Mateo.

They made him feel good, really good. But one feeling never went away; the feeling of constantly sinking. And he was sinking, not into sand or water, but into Juan.

Juan moved their merging bodies so that Juan was laying on the bed facing up, and Mateo on top of him. His instincts told him that the fusion would process faster this way.

Mateo was scared that he was drugged, and began to flail, but aside from his neck & head, the rest of his body would not respond to his commands.

By this point Mateo was just a torso, neck & head sticking out of Juan. The cloth covering his eyes have come undone.

Mateo was able to find a mirror facing him and saw that he was sticking out of another man's body while what was left was sinking into it.

Mateo screamed. But Juan was enjoying this now. Mateo & him would be one no matter how loud he got.

Juan took his hands & pushed Mateo's head against his own. Their skulls started to merge. Mateo's screams turned into moans. Juan let out intelligible noises.

Mateo was no more.

Mateo came to in an copy of the same room where he was just consumed in. His assailant was gone, and he was fully clothed. There were naked hot women having fun in the pool area. They turned to Mateo and beckoned him over.

He complied.

The moment he slipped into the water, everything he was mentally, was now Juan's.

Juan's body began to convulse all over. Lumps and indents forming and reversing in random intervals.

His DNA took the best genes from Mateo's to form a new traditional structure. As Juan's body writhed, the new DNA spread through out his body.

Juan began to grunt & moan.

New vertebrae popped into his spine as he grew taller. He would be at least 6'4 by the end.

Then his shoulders, neck, and pecs began to calm down in the undulations, and as his sternum & rib cage expanded, muscle growth followed soon afterwards in those areas. Manly pecs, thick & muscled neck and shoulders was his now.

As this happened his moans indicated that he was enjoying this.

Then the undulations in his legs, arms, feet, and hands stopped. But they would not be as nice, as his bones thickened, the muscles in those areas let out a series of loud pops, and muscle suddenly ballooned in those areas.

Between his moaning he let out an "ohhh", as he felt a rush of power flood him.

His butt began to undulate faster, but each peak froze and then pulsated again causing his butt-cheeks to grow slowly but surely. Then his member became erect. Juan was girthy, but he took Mateo's length giving him the best of both worlds.

He felt his sack get heavier has his jewels grew three times their size. There was a final jolt from his butt and nether regions that stopped the growth & had them settle into their new shapes & sizes, and suddenness of it all made him spill his seed.

His stomach was rife with new activity. His abdominal muscles took on random shapes & sizes. Juan groaned from the weird sensations. Mateo's & Juan's abdominals were fighting for dominance. Juan took a deep breath, and his abs calmed down. He had an six pack with large stones now.

He had Mateo's skull shape & mouth. Kept his ears. Had a mixture from both when it came to the nose, eyes, & eyebrows. Kept his hair color & texture, but took Mateo's hair volume.

A flood of testosterone gave him a little facial hair. His skin tone a mix of the two.

Juan fell asleep when it was all over, as he had to process all of the mental traits Mateo imparted on to him.

It was morning and Juan woke up. He felt stronger, taller, and hungry...for others to consume.

He put on some clothes determined to devour one of the guards, or both, but the door would not open. No matter what he did, he was stuck in the room as he was not hungry enough to try jumping off the top floor of the hotel.

He remembered that coach told him that he had 24 hours after consuming the substance to absorb someone. Perhaps this hunger would go away then?

He found a laptop among his belongings and began to work.

The day was almost over, and coach walked into the room.

Juan looked up:

"I forgot to tell you that you would be on lock down until the fusion ability went away. The last time we let someone out, they proceeded to absorb all of the top players in each team sport. How the time-space continuum didn't implode is beyond me," Coach said.

"I figured as much," Juan said.

"Looking like a new man, I see you are diving into the course load I sent you. We got one year to get you up to speed. Get your stuff and let's go," Coach said.

Coach threw him his ID. The photo was updated to his current look with his new height.

"The guards love seeing the photo shift & change."

"Coach, you look rather young for someone in your 50's, did you...,"Juan asked.

The coach shrugged.

"I'll tell you later," the coach said.

And so Juan became the new coach of the soccer team within a year. And coach became director.

With Mateo sharpening his rounder areas, Juan was able to balance out the need to be nice, and when to put the foot down. The team continued its success under his tenure.

[thefusioncelestial]

Mix 37: When Muscle meets Youth

merge-kinks

Mmmmh,it is possible to make a story about two gym bros merging together to achieve their dream body?(assuming one of the gym bros it’s me)

My physique is a skinny with a bit of muscle definition,i am Asian with short hair and glasses.

Also,it is possible if…like both minds merge together?like not having a dominant one in the head.

The battle for a bigger & better body is never ending.

For

Chenglei:

He is considered to be at the peak by those who use the same gym as him. A pillar within the community of gym goers.

But despite his awesome body & social status, he wants more.

To that end he has taken an young protege.

It was two years ago since they met, when the youngster showed up at the gym one random weekend, tending to his own business. After working on one of the exercise machines in bad form, Chenglei stopped him and helped correct his usage of said machine. From there, a friendship sprung up among the duo, and with Chenglei's encouragement, he continued his journey to a better self.

It was two years later, and Chenglei came in as usual to work out. His protege was there too. Ready to get a pump.

But he noticed that something was off with Chenglei, he had a rather dour mood.

"Are you ok, you seem down," he said.

"You would too if you were in my position," Chenglei said.

"Bro, everyone here looks up to you, and why not, look at that body," he responded.

"You seem to have it all."

"Not for long," Chenglei responded.

"What do you mean, are you sick," he asked in a worrying tone.

"Sick with age, with time," Chenglei said.

He looked confused for a moment.

"Despite what you think, I am 100% natural, but I still go to the doctor to get things checked out. My blood tests indicate that I have two years left,"the elder gym bro said.

"To live," the protege asked.

"Yes, to live like this. My testosterone levels are starting to decline. At the current rate, two years before I am off my peak," Chenglei said.

"I thought I had more, that I could achieve more. Either I start getting injections & risk my long term health, or I accept my aging," he said.

"But don't let that get you down. You have many many years before you get to my point," he said in a fake cheery tone.

He envied his protege's youth.

"There has to be a third option," the protege said.

"Perhaps....but for now, let's go over your diet for this coming season. Think less about Father Time, and more about Daddy Muscle," Chenglei said.

They both made ugly faces and laughed.

And so throughout the year, Chenglei took on a slightly different pattern in his routine. He still worked out with his gym partner, but he would start interacting with the other gym regulars more. No one questioned this, they welcomed being approached by one of the top dudes in the facility.

Chenglei approached his protege one random Friday. There was something different about him. He could read Chenglei's aura and it was more positive, more golden than the dull silver it was for the last year.

"Some good news I take it," the protege asked.

Chenglei smiled.

"Come with me," Chenglei said in response.

They came to an area that was normally off limits. A completely white room with a pool in the middle of it. The water was this perfect jolly rancher blue.

"I think it was fate that we met," he said.

"I am sure you noticed me being more social than usual for the past year," he said.

"Yeah, but how does an expanding the social circle stop the flow of time," the protege asked.

"It doesn't. I was getting close to the everyone else to get samples of their DNA-,"

"You WHAT," the protege screamed.

"Let me finish. I needed to see how compatible their DNA was with mine. Come to find out you & I are the perfect match," Chenglei said.

The protege thought: when did he have time to get his DNA sample. Maybe he collected some sweat, maybe the many times he ruffled his hair?

"To what end," the protege asked.

"This gym was built on top of an ancient spring. It had many properties. Like healing &-"

"So you need to repair your DNA with mine," the protege asked.

"Sort of, I need more than just your DNA, I need all of you. I want to combine with you," Chenglei said.

The room fell silent.

"Are you sure. You could be in a cult or getting scammed into paying for a higher membership tier," the protege said.

"I saw it with my own eyes. I saw the owner de-age himself with one of the newer guys," Chenglei said.

"When," the protege asked.

"Same time you first joined. You may not remember who because of the memory manipulation side effects the process had, of course I want this to be mutual," Chenglei said.

"Mutual," the protege asked.

"The way the owner did it, he basically consumed the guy, if I was going to do the same to you, you would have been already in the water without an explanation," Chenglei said.

"The way I want to do this, neither one of us will dominate the new us. A new mind, no a new person will be born."

"Think about it. I am at the peak of my physical health & physique. You are just getting started. If we combine, my peak will become our baseline, and your youth will give us the time to explore that new unlocked potential."

The protege sat at the edge of the pool.

He had a lot to think about. This could just be an elaborate marriage proposal or prank. But the idea of walking around in Chenglei's body was tempting. So tempting that he licked his lips. I mean those muscles as a baseline? There was more?

The answer was obvious.

Chenglei was sitting next to him, waiting for his answer.

"Do I just jump in," the protege asked with a large smile on his face.

They took their shirts & boxers off. Revealing that the pair had speedoes on.

They gently slide into the water and floated next to each other.

"I know nature was responsible for the size, but you could merge more than two people in this thing," he said.

"It happens from time to time. Ever see those giant dudes in the military," Chenglei asked.

"Yep."

"Imagine what type of guys & how many are needed to make one of those behemoths," Chenglei said.

The waters began to churn like a washing machine. Chenglei moved to embrace his protege. Then the waters changed into a whirlpool with them in the center. They were spinning.

As to not get dizzy, they focused their sight on each other. As they spun faster & faster, they started to move closer instead of being pulled apart.

Then as if there was an third actor, they suddenly pushed hard against each other & then where their skin was touching, they merged and gave way.

There was no pain, but the sensations coming from their nerves made them moan. And then they began to lose consciousnesses. When their sight went dark, so did their minds. Their heads slumped forward and then began to press against each other & merge into an singular featureless head.

By this point they were half way to merging into a singular mass.

They came to into a replica of the gym that they worked out at. The protege was using a machine while Chenglei gave him pointers. Then the protege cooked meals for them in the gym kitchen. As they lived out a day in this mental gym, their minds mixed merged into one. The parts not used was sent into the subconscious.

They were no more. There was only him.

The bodies had mixed and merged into one by this point. It was featureless in the face and had the protege's height & physique.

The water stopped its mad movements. It was still.

Their DNA hugged each other. Some genes merged into new ones, some were rejected as if one of squeezing water out of a rag. Others kept their place. The instructions for this new being was ready.

The body jerked as its genetic instructions passed throughout the body.

"Mmm"

One could hear pops as new vertebrae were forming. He would be taller than both of his fusees.

More pops & now stretching noises could be heard as his arms & legs exploded with new growth. If it were not for the water he was floating in, he would have fell to the floor by this point.

"More," he exclaimed, and his arm & leg muscles grew even more. Well past what Chenglei ever had. You could hear the skin struggle to contain his massive biceps & quads in loud stretching noises, but the skin never tore.

"Ah".

Without warning his pecs and butt-cheeks balloon out with their own growth spurts. He jerked in response.

But for the feet, hands, neck, and shoulders, the process was smoother. They slowly grew into their new sizes. While the process overall was pure bliss & pleasure, the slow growth was a nice relief from it all.

"Ohhh"

He became erect, then his member kept growing longer and longer until it was three times its original size. At the same time it became four times girther as well. His sack grew in size to accommodate his jewels swelling up into their new bigger form.

First his abs were one abdominal wall, but then the skin started to tighten.

"Don't disappoint me," he said.

And they did not. As his skin tightened more & more, eight massive bricks were born. Further tightening revealed his obliques as well.

He felt floatish on the inside, and he soon found out why. There was an internal tightening happening with his body all over. He was a massive dude, so the body had to create, enlarge & strengthen his ligaments. He thought he was having a body wide muscle spasm, but somehow it felt so good. So good that he came in the water.

He kept Chenglei's skull shape & eyebrows. The eyes, mouth and ears was a mix of the two. As both his fusees had black hair & similar hair texture, so did the new being. In response to the increased testosterone levels being released to support such a muscular body, his hair grew out a little, stopping at his eyebrows.

His skin color began to swirl, being a combination of the two.

He let out a deep breath, and suddenly he was at the bottom of the pool & the water was gone.

He was unused to his new body, his new self that he used the pool ladder to support himself up:

As he got used to his new body, he began to feel & inspect himself:

As he got out of the pool, he began to think on who he was.

Yuxuan. He was Yuxuan.

He noticed a layout change as well. The merging pool was housed within a small building that was surrounded by greenery which gave way to walls. In this timeline, some of the natural environment was kept.

Yuxuan started trying out new fits:

Eventually he settled on one:

He decided to travel the world a bit. Just as the fusees desired, he was as young as the protege, but to their elation, or his; he was even more massive than Chenglei, and he had the time to push further.

And so a cycle was born. He would push himself further than before, and when his youth was up, find a new protege to regain his youth with taking in their potential as well.

[thefusioncelestial]

Mix 36: Let Us Start Over as One

Here we have Kai:

Most of his clothes & possessions got stolen by some jerks. When he woke up, he was in the middle of nowhere on the side of a road. This was nothing new to him. He went through most of his life being bullied.

But he was a man now.

He was 21, yet still dealing with people who never matured past high school. Part of the problem was his lack of self confidence & his small stature. That made him a target no matter his age.

Then we have Raphael:

Member of the group who robbed & bullied Kai into his current situation.

It boggles the mind why he is into such activities. He was a black belt in multiple disciplines, rich, handsome, fit, and well liked by almost everyone. He had a great relationship with his family.

Some people are just rotten no matter the upbringing.

But he was not dumb. He knew that if he did not check on Kai, he would be in trouble. Plus, deep down inside he cared for Kai.

By 10:00 am, he found Kai on the side of the road walking to get home or at least to safety out of the blistering heat. Raphael beckoned Kai into the car.

Kai stared daggers into Raphael, but soon after he got in. During the whole trip back to civilization, Kai ignored him the entire ride and just stared straight without ever glancing at Raphael.

This was tearing Raphael apart, but he knew he was wrong. He would steal glances at Kai, try to spark a conversation from time to time but nothing. He wanted to rough him up a little, but Kai would just jerk away from any attempt at physical touch.

Was their friendship really over?

Instead of taking Kai back to his home, Raphael drove back to his own condo.

"Cmon, Kai, at least let me get some clothes on you. Plus it's hot as heck out here," Raphael said in a worrying tone.

Kai gave him a glance and got out of the car.

They were soon inside of Raphael's home.

"Those guys were jerks. What was a prank-"

"That was a little extreme for a "prank" Kai said.

"Plus you chose to hang out with them."

Raphael was happy that Kai was speaking to him again, but the words spoken were like daggers through his heart.

Raphael did not know what to say in response. Kai was right. He chose to stay around those jerk-wads.

He went to his closet to pick out some clothes for Kai.

Kai turned to leave.

"Where are you going," Raphael asked.

"Home, keep your clothes, you are like two times my size," Kai said.

Raphael thought for a bit.

Now or never.

Raphael moved quickly to hug Kai. The sudden movement shocked him, but when he realized he was in Raphael's embrace, his anger melted away.

"This isn't enough to make up for everything," Kai said.

"I know," Raphael said in a low tone.

"Just leave those jerks, lets be friends again," Kai said.

"I'll do you one better, why be friends when we can be one," Raphael responded.

And then if by command, Kai phased through Raphael's clothes. Soon they were touching skin to skin.

"When did you get so muscular," Kai asked.

Raphael smiled.

"What puberty does to a man," Raphael happily said.

Then their skin gave way to each other & their nerves connected.

The moment their nerves merged they began to moan.

Kai & Raphael squeezed tighter and their bodies broke down & began to consolidate into one mass.

Soon there was one body with two heads wearing Raphael's clothing.

Then side by side Kai & Raphael lined their heads next to each other and then pushed into each other. The pleasure from their heads merging on both a physical & mental level caused their nebulous merged body to fall on its knees as their merging heads let a mixture of sounds as it hungrily accepted their totality of their being.

Then it began to loose its human shape. Its skin began to droop and stretch, but never tear away.

It began to make gurgle sounds.

Kai & Raphael awoke on a tropical island locked in a kiss. They quickly broke away from each other.

They noticed they were on a beach. Raphael knew where they were, where they were going.

Almost immediately, the pair started spooning each other on the beach. As they did so, their forms began to glow, converge, and from it a new being stood in their place.

There was no longer a Kai or Raphael.

Their dna lined up and formed a quadruple helix structure.

The skin began to constrict, making him take a humanoid shape again.

"hnnnn"

He tried to stand up, and as he did, the muscles of his feet, quads, & thighs began to take shape.

He began to take deep breaths.

He had Kai's small butt, but Raphael's massive rod.

He was now up against the wall as his struggle to stand up continued.

The skin around his waist, stomach, and chest tightened real hard, and then began to fill with muscle. He had an eight pack now, courtesy of both his fusees. His pecs a cross between the two. His obliques became visible as well.

"huff huff huff"

His back was now up against the wall.

The skin tightened again, but around his neck, shoulders, arms, and hands.

"ow, oh"

In a series of pops too numerous to count, muscle appeared suddenly in those areas like he was doing a controlled hulk out.

Now he was facing the wall with his body extended against it with the strength of his arms & hands.

His head suddenly cocked back.

He began to grit his teeth.

He kept Kai's skull shape, hair styling, & color. His eyes, eyebrows, & hair texture were a cross between the two. His nose, ears, & mouth were Raphael's.

He took another deep breath when it was all over.

He stood up straight now without the help of the wall. He was as tall as Raphael.

"Ah, man that felt great," he said.

He began to check out his physical features & flex his muscles.

He mused for a bit.

"Ren, I am Ren," he exclaimed.

With Raphael a part of him, he knew what came next.

A new life.

With Raphael's, now his own wealth, he moved to an island getaway.

As Ren, Kai & Raphael would enjoy the high life as one being:

With Kai & Raphael reconciled within him, it was time for the next step.

He would gather a new set of friends. Ones with some integrity, and they would live on the island with him.

But for now, another day in the sun:

[thefusioncelestial]

Mix 35: The Charlieception

Anonymous asked:

Hello, I'm sorry if you are not able to fulfill my request. jsut read your post saying that we could ask for celebrities even if someone already asked something with him. I saw you published something with Charlie Puth a long LONG time ago, but I have a crush on him and I was wondering if maybe you could do something with him for me? Now I know it may not be your theme, but is it possible for you to give me his body without changing it, and then put his soul inside his sperm so I can cum him out and then raise him as my newborn child (after the pregnancy of course). He'll remember everything but he won't be able to do or say anything and I'll be a great father for him while reminding him of everything he lost. Thanks, and sorry for the long request.

Ah Charlie Puth.

One of the more popular male singers to come out of the 2010's. His greatest talent is his perfect pitch singing abilities.

Like any star or celebrity, everyone wants to be with him or be him. Unfortunately for him, that last bit was possible in his world.

Every celebrity or anyone with fame is on top of the list for prowlers. Prowlers are those who decide to become a celebrity by absorbing or merging with said target.

"Just a dash of daikon, some essence of mandrake....done!", one person bellowed with incitement.

This person was a huge fan of Charlie Puth, but they could not hold it in anymore. They wanted to mix and merge with Charlie, be Charlie, and tonight was the night.

Just their luck, Puth was coming into their city as a part of his tour, and after much work in the lead up, got backstage passes.

The pass to a new life.

Their wife was also a big Puth fan, so they were more than ok with the idea of being married to a being that was half Charlie Puth.

The potion bubbled blue before settling down. It was unnerving at first. The fluid stopped boiling despite the heat & flame never being turned off.

"Are you sure this was done correctly," she asked.

"I am sure, I have done this many times for friends & clients. It practically paid for our house & lifestyle," he retorted.

"I know this is random, but I am ovulating," she said calmly.

"Let's start a family after I become one with Charlie Puth," he responded.

The idea of bearing Puth's child excited her.

The concert was another success. They & other groups met with Puth before the performance, watched the show, and were invited to meet him again before he left to go home.

It was the last performance of his current tour.

Puth turned to meet his prowler-fan while the set was being broken down:

Charlie thanked him for coming out, and invited him & another group to his private room for a more relaxed conversation.

And so they went. They talked about everything: the performance, life, the future, ect.

Charlie got a text saying that it was almost time to go, and then he took a swig of his water bottle. The taste was unusual, but delicious, so he drunk the rest of it.

He bid the group farewell, and most left. Except one person.

When it was just him & Charlie, he locked the door and muttered some words at the door.

"Don't need anyone to hear us, become...us," he said.

Charlie looked puzzled, and tried to stand up, but he felt dizzy.

"Great thing about that potion, it can become quite irresistible after the first sip. Not that I would know," he said with a smile.

Charlie wanted to protest but he was too dizzy. Too delirious.

Next thing he knew, this crazy fan was on top of him. He wanted to fight back, but could not. But things took a dark turn.

After the crazed fan rustled with him, he felt his skin touch the fan's skin where it should not be able to. Last he checked, they were both clothed, and he could tell, even through the dizziness, that he still had his clothing on.

There was a sudden warm sensation that was flowing from where they touched. Then he could straight away feel even more as if the fan's body was an extension of his own. He just could not control it.

Then a feeling wetness came over him while the fan's body began to feel as if it was shrinking. The flow increased & the second body lessened.

To the outsider, the fan was merging into Puth. He was shaking & softly moaning. But he was not happy about what was happening.

Then Puth came to at the foot of a steep cliff. At the top was a copy of himself. This second self beckoned him to climb. So he did.

To the outside world, there was just Puth now. Whatever he was now after the altercation got up & walked to his hotel. Texting and saying the right things to fool people into thinking he was okay.

Once he got to his hotel room, he layed down in bed & fell asleep.

He woke up the next morning:

He was wearing the crazed fan's clothing, and had a different hair style.

He got up & looked in the mirror.

"I am Charlie Puth now," he screamed in excitement.

He checked everything out, his voice, his body, & his personal belongings. But when he tried to call on Puth's memories, he only got an headache instead.

"Maybe the process is still finishing," he said.

So he went home to his wife.

She almost fainted when she opened the door to see Puth standing before her. Smiling as he met her face.

"Did it," she asked as her voice crescendo'ed.

"Yeah," he said excitedly.

But then another headache hit him.

"Are you ok, did something wrong happen," she asked.

"None of my clients reported any of this post fusion, and most looked like a cross between their original self & the target," he responded.

They went to his in-home lab to check out the formula for any hints.

He was dumbfounded at what he found. He added in three sea urchin spines when the recipe called for seven.

He was regressing back into the original Puth.

As soon as he realized this, his hair started to go back to the styling Puth had the night before.

"What do we do," she said loudly.

Charlie's hair returned back to its original state at this point. At this stage, it was more like a failed possession than a merger.

"We have to expel his mind into another vessel, or it's ego death for me and kidnapping charges for you," he said.

"I am still in the window of being able to get pregnant," she said.

They could not believe what they were thinking. They would conceive Charlie Puth & become his parents.

Within minutes they were both in their bedroom naked. Him on top of her. His rod a less than a centimeter from his cave entrance.

He pushed in.

She was moaning in pleasure. She was conceiving a child with Charlie Puth with the mind of her husband. With each pump of his hips, with each grunt he made, she was more & more into it. Even though this was to save her husband's mind, she did not begrudge the process.

Louder & louder she moaned as Puth's rod moved in & out her. Eventually her cave was wet & moist and one could hear the grinding of the two in the form of wet slippery noises.

Then he felt it.

For the original Puth, he was 3/4 the up the cliff. Almost there. But then suddenly the cliff walls became wet, and soon he was going down the cliff away from his second self in the form of a mudslide.

He tried frantically to climb his way up, but he was going downwards no matter what he did.

He turned and faced the direction the mudslide was going, and by extension the direction it was taking him. The floor of the cliff was jet black. A void.

He was overcome with immense fear, but then he saw a twinkle, and then that twinkle grew into a white light.

He embraced it and slid into the light.

For the current Puth, he could feel his rod began to fill up. He was getting ready to come.

He moved his hips faster & harder, faster & harder.

Then release.

He slumped down as his seed entered her womb. He made sure that his rod stayed in her as it kept pumping his potential into her. After a few minutes he pulled out.

"Did we do it," she asked.

"The headaches are gone, I guess I am Charlie Puth now," he said.

"I am married to Charlie Puth," she responded.

"And you will give birth to him in nine months," he responded.

And so she did. Charlie Puth was reborn as himself. But as it worked out, she birthed a clone body for his mind to exist in.

And so they rationalized it as the cost of gaining Puth's body & life. They would raise him.

Puth as a baby was everything they hoped. But then when he turned two, all of his memories came back to him. It did not help that his father would keep reminding him of the life he took from him the moment he could speak & walk.

Deep down Puth was furious:

But there was nothing he could do. No one would believe that his father's body was originally his own. Not to mention the timeline shifts. There was no telling what changed.

And so Charlie Puth bidden his time. When he turned 18, he would become a prowler and make a new life of his own.

For now, he will just enjoy the life he has now.

[thefusioncelestial]

Mix 34: The Baseball Captain

One does not just walk into an collegiate sports team one day, and just join out of the blue. In most cases, you have to be selected or scouted.

But for Josh:

He does not have that problem. In the middle of summer, he has been invited to meet with his university's baseball team captain. Apparently it is standard fare for new prospective members to meet with the current generation.

Just his luck, he is apparently on the fast track to being the next team captain when it is his time.

The current team captain in question:

Shawn, one of the best baseball players within the collegiate field. some call his ability & talent unnatural. Some describe it as if they were playing against a multitude of people when he is on the field. On campus, he known to be quite charming, and yet a firm & strong leader when playing with his team.

He takes one final shot of himself, and hangs it up on the wall with the photos of past team captains.

Both Josh & Shawn show up to a nice Italian restaurant in snazzy suits, and have dinner on Shawn's dime.

During the course of ordering food, drinking, waiting on food, and eating; they get to know each other. Shawn starts to really dig into Josh's past.

Josh was came from a well off family, and that included a lot of hobbies & vacations being taken over the holiday breaks. Josh was really into sailing. Apparently if college was not a choice, he would have joined the coast guard, marines, or navy. He was really into baseball as well, and his talents led to him being the top player in his high school, and a top prospect nationwide.

Josh tried to pry into Shawn's life, but he found that a little hard. Said he would find out soon enough. Josh wanted to pry further, but he was too busy enjoying a really delicious bowl of Sciusceddu to try.

The dinner was soon over, and after payment & tip, both men were standing outside the restaurant.

"Show me your boat sometime," Shawn said.

"Going on it this weekend actually, dad is allowing me to sail it by myself for the first time. Part of my graduation gift," Josh said excitedly.

"This weekend huh. Mind if I tag along," Shawn asked.

Josh was a little shocked at first, and then let out a big smile. He was hitting it off with the team captain. His future was ensured.

"Sure, I will text you the location when I get home," Josh said.

After a wave goodbye, both players left the area to get some sleep.

If one could see Shawn's face, they could see the giant toothy grin on his face.

Fast forward to the end of the week, and Josh was busy getting the boat ready. He had done this many times over, and so preparation was second nature to him. Shawn walked up to this and was a bit amazed at seeing Josh work in his natural element.

But what really shook him was Josh's boat.

It was a yacht!

"You didn't say you were that rich," Shawn yelled.

Josh jumped at the noise & saw Shawn. He got off the boat via a ramp.

"This old thing. It's almost a decade old. My dad is getting the new model next Monday," Josh said.

"Not what you thought when I said sailing, huh?"

"How do you afford the gas on this thing," Shawn asked.

"Family has enough invested in every oil company to get free gas when we want, but not enough to end up in any news articles," Josh said.

New money talks, old money whispers.

To Shawn it was like a whisper being said through a megaphone.

Soon they were both on the yacht. It was big enough to comfortably host 10-15 people. Exterior was white with solid wood flooring. Josh went off to do the finishing touches, while Shawn explored the area.

He was soon in the kitchen area. It had a whole range of beef cuts & seafood in the top half of fridge. Veggies & fruits in the bottom half. Another fridge yielded water, fruit juices, and all kinds of soda. No alcohol.

Shawn had seen & experienced a lot, but nothing like this. He left the area before he got overwhelmed further and walked into the sleeping quarters.

"I hope the clothing will fit you. You are like twice my size," Josh said.

Shawn was startled.

"Got you back from earlier."

All Shawn could say was "ha."

Shawn then steeled himself. What he needed to do was more than just live it up over the weekend. He had the continue the cycle.

The great work must continue.

Shawn suddenly turned around and grabbed Josh by his shirt collar and slammed him on to the bed nearby.

But before Josh could respond, Shawn was quickly on top of him.

They stared at each other for a moment.

Then just as quickly they were stripping off their own clothing and were soon naked.

They embraced each other and began making out.

If one could be within earshot, you could hear the bed squeaking for an ungodly amount of time.

To Josh, he was relieving tension that had been there since their dinner meeting.

To Shawn, he was doing his duty.

Josh eventually came. He was exhausted.

Shawn let out a giant smile, and then began to make out with Josh again.

Josh was into it, but he felt something was different. Where his lips should have parted, they instead were being pulled upwards with the rest of Shawn's face. And as the make out session went on, he felt more & more of his face pull upwards. He took a glance at the mirror in the room that was facing the bed, and saw that his face was mixing & merging with Shawn's.

Josh panicked.

Josh let out muffled screams as he tried to get Shawn to stop, but Shawn was too busy in the act, the sound coming out of him like a rhythmic combination of moaning & humming.

Josh then tried to push Shawn off, but Shawn took Josh hands and forcibly put them around his back. Moments later Josh's hands began to sink into Shawn's back.

Shawn, who was hovering above Josh except in the face and now with their weird back-hand combo, lowered himself to lay directly on top of Josh. He then moved his own hand & arms to wrap around Josh.

With all of his strength, Josh tried to get of out Shawn's embrace, but from an outsiders view it was as if Josh was just shaking. This was more the case when Josh's legs were stopped in their flailing, as they touched Shawn's legs they connected &merged, and then stretched like there was aquatic webbing before settling down into one pair of legs.

At the same time, everywhere else that Josh had direct skin contact with Shawn, their skins gave way and merged. Josh's screams turned into moans as pleasurable sensations flooded his brain.

Shawn squeezed tighter & more of Josh's body was broken down and added to his mass.

Then their brains touched, and a pair of loud moans was issued forth from both men as their brains merged into one.

Soon, Josh was no longer there. It was just Shawn.

Shawn got up in an sitting position and took a deep breath.

He was a little delirious.

He closed & opened his eyes, and he was in an dazed version of the yacht. It was clearly moving. As if from instinct, he moved to where the controls were. Standing there was Josh steering the boat. Josh turned and let out a smile. He moved out of the way & let Shawn commandeer the yacht.

Shawn had consumed Josh's mind.

"I can feel you in my head, our head. Going through your memories, I got to say you experienced a lot. I guess these are my experiences now," Shawn said.

But was he still Shawn?

As his new personality began to solidify, Shawn's body began to change.

Josh's DNA passed through Shawn's body like a fast high tide. The best bits were added in, and the rest turned into energy.

One could hear stretching noises as Shawn's already muscular body gained enough more mass. Thicker shoulders, neck, arms, & legs. Shawn moaned softly as this happened.

He kept his pec size & shape, but they became more dense.

He rod and sack got bigger as well. He gained more in length than girth as he was already dominate in that area compared to Josh. But his jewels did get thicker. And his butt followed suit as well.

Then his skin began to tighten. In his stomach area, one could see his abdominals reposition and reshape themselves. He took on Josh's abdominal insertions & shape, only the abdominal stones were bigger, and unlike before, he had an eight pack now. His waist changed as well, it became more like an H than more more flared out loved handles he was rocking before.

He skin began to change color. At first it was a swirly mix of his & Josh's skin tones, but soon Josh's darker hue took over.

His skull shape shifted towards Josh's only more well rounded. He had Josh's ears, eyebrows, & nose. He kept his eye pupil size, but the green was replaced with Josh's dark brown coloring. The mouth was a combination of the two. As if unlocking some hidden genes, he gained a widow's peak. He had Josh's hair styling & color, but kept some of his original volume.

He let out sigh.

He got up and took a look of himself in the mirror. He began to flex his muscles.

"Not bad, and thanks for the skill updates in the baseball arena too," he said in triumph.

Like Josh & Shawn, their clothing merged as well. He quickly got dressed.

He sent out a mass text to his fellow teammates who were soon on the docks within the hour.

"How was it," one player asked.

He lifted up his shirt:

"What you think," he said in a sarcastic tone.

The team was happy with the results.

He quickly scanned the team as well.

"I see you also found your targets too, great job," he said.

"What do we call you now capt'n," another player asked.

He mused for a bit.

"Daniel," he responded.

They went on to party the weekend away. Daniel thought to himself that he needed a bigger boat. But having absorbed Josh's timeline as well, he had the means to do so now.

Four years till he had to do this again.

Daniel & the team were a part of an ascension project. The hypothesis goes that if you merge enough beings with similar skills, like the one you find in sports, that you can create a deity. After all, a deity can be seen as a higher being with an unnatural elevated skill in one or two particular fields to the point of being able to shift reality in some way. And so the baseball team every year absorbs the incoming prospects for that year's freshmen. The captain every four.

Daniel enjoyed his creation, but Josh was not the one. He did not ascend to any godhood. But he felt he was close. Very close. Josh did at least bring him closer.

But for now, time to enjoy the next four years.

[thefusioncelestial]

Mix 33: Jockial Renewal

misctf asked:

Would love to see a fusion between a popular jock in his prime and an older ex-jock who has let himself go. Love your stories btw- thank you for writing them!

Most of us wish we could become or could have been jocks.

The confidence, the muscles, the social life. They seem to have it all.

But eventually some of them settle down and start families. And in Marcus's case:

They let themselves go and lose their physical gifts in trying to raise their family.

He has three kids all under the age of 10. He finds life as a father wonderful, but every once in a while when he sees himself in the mirror, he wishes he could go back to when he was physically dominate. Diet and exercise is the key for young folks, but he is in his 40's. His body is slowing down as he gets older.

He could hit the needle, but that brings increased risk of heart disease, and he would like to live long enough to at least meet his grand-kids in the future.

Then we have Rupert:

A jock in the prime of his life. Sophomore year of college almost done, in a frat with all the social benefits that come with it, parties every weekend, and let's just say that virgin or celibate does not describe him at all. And thanks to his position on the football team, everyone knows him, everyone wants him, or wants to be him.

But as fate would have it, both Rupert & Marcus were part of the same fraternity, only Marcus was an alumni now.

With the connections Marcus had, he knew of a noted scientist named Casey who was on the forefront of human sciences. Marcus knew something was up with him because of his youngish looks despite having a family of his own and being of the same age as him.

Casey owned him a favor. Marcus pulled strings for him when they were young about to graduate from college to help him get a great start in his career.

Marcus contacted Casey with his concerns and they met at his lab within an week.

"Look, despite what social media and Hollywood shows you, you look great for your age," Casey said.

"Easy to say that with the bangin body and face you are walking around with," Marcus retorted.

"You have what, seven kids and do not look a day over 25? How do you do it? I have three and I am stressed out of my mind.....and body."

"I can thank Brian for that," Casey said.

He shuffled his shoulders a little bit.

While they were talking, Casey moved towards a wood & glass cabinet that held bottles with variously colored pills in each. Casey pull out an orange one, put it in a plastic bag, and handed it to Marcus with a set of written instructions.

"After you swallow this pill, you get one hour. Find someone whose body you want to have and well gobble them up," he said.

"So this Brian dude is who you ate to achieve that," Marcus said.

Casey was a little shocked that Marcus did not fight back or question what he was telling him. Then again, Marcus always supported him from day one. Guess it was time to pay him back.

"I'll tell you the story later. Anyway, once you take the pill, you can dislodge your jaw to literally swallow any target. Had one colleague devour a bull and now he is living life as a Minotaur. Just trust the process. You will be too enraptured in pleasure to fight back once the actual merger starts," Casey said.

"Thanks," Marcus said.

"Thank me afterwards," Casey said.

Now the only issue was who to devour and merge with, but as chance has it, his old fraternity was having a get together for current brothers & alumni. Surely one of those studs would suffice.

And so Marcus decided to attend this year's get together.

If it were not for the opportunity Casey gave him, Marcus would be really down right now. Watching these dudes in the prime of their youth, the fun, the potential of an infinite future, and their strong bodies. But for Marcus, one of these brothers would be giving their youth & potential to him.

Rupert had shorts & a t-shirt too small for him, this allowed for Marcus to better check out his features without ripping his clothes off. The overly casual attire reeked of confidence too.

Marcus had his target.

Marcus approached Rupert and passed on a meeting place & time through their handshake.

They met at a bar and began to get to know each other. Thanks to the power of youth, Rupert could put down an abnormal amount of alcohol, but still be fully mentally cognizant. Rupert was interested in having a similar career to Marcus after graduating. Marcus in turn saw a younger version of himself in Rupert. It was like he was going back in time.

Eventually Rupert wanted to go back to his dorm and sleep off whatever ate & drank, and then work off whatever decided to stay the next day. Marcus drove Rupert home to his building and just as Rupert was walking into the building, Marcus turned off his car and followed him. He remembered to keep his distance.

Despite this, Marcus's footsteps were loud, but to Rupert, this was normal, his building was known to be quite active over the weekend.

Soon he was at his dorm door and went in. He forgot to lock the door behind him. He took a shower and moved into some underwear. When he came out of the bathroom, he noticed that Marcus was in his room.

"What's up Marc, you need something," Rupert asked.

Marcus pulled out a plastic bag with the pill in it, and then took the pill.

He began to smile.

"Oh yes, I need one final thing from you Rup," Marcus said.

He began to move closer to Rupert quickly closing the distance between them.

"What would that be," Rupert asked.

"You," Marcus said.

Before Rupert could respond, Marcus opened his mouth, but it did not stop at the limits of human joints and muscles. It kept stretching and getting wider until it was wide enough accommodate Rupert's shoulders.

A sudden pang of fear hit Rupert, but due to how fast this was happening, all he could do was a loud gulp before Marcus clamped down.

Rupert's head and a portion of his shoulders were in Marcus's mouth.

Rupert began to flail and push against Marcus. One could hear muffled screams.

The problem with being so loose with who he slept with and how often was that his dorm mates were used to hearing sounds come from his dorm. To them, Rupert was having another fun weekend sharing his seed.

Marcus grasped Rupert, and moved his body up and then down into his mouth, neck, and eventually esophagus. To an outside viewer, one could see Rupert's head travel down Marcus's neck creating a large bulge before disappearing down his digestive tract. But for Marcus's body, it would need to stretch more. His neck stretched many, I mean many times its size as Rupert's shoulders and torso moved through them.

Marcus felt a little pressure as he swallowed Rupert, but his body was producing a lot of mucus to reduce the friction of a whole grown man moving into him.

Just like his neck, his digestive tract had to stretch to ungodly portions to account for the unprocessed, un-chewed body of Rupert.

And while this was going on, Rupert was fighting against this the entire time, but nothing he did worked. He body just smoothly and slowly slid into Marcus.

Once Rupert's torso was in, it became easier for Marcus. His stomach and waist were not as wide as his chest and shoulders. Even accounting for his arms.

Soon, just his butt, legs and feet were still in the air. Marcus's body stretched again to accommodate his buttchecks and rod. At the same time, Rupert landed in Marcus's stomach head first. As if by instinct to get more comfortable, Rupert began to unintentionally help in the processes by pulling the rest of him down the esophagus.

To Marcus, he felt a thud in his stomach and some liquid swishing.

His mouth and digestive tract went back to their human portions as if they did not just have to move a whole human body through them, but his stomach surely did not. It fully stretched and encompassed all of Rupert's physical being. To the viewer, Marcus had a massive belly.

After taking a few deep breathes, he quickly left the dorm room. He did not want to wake up in Rupert's room for his friends to find Rupert missing and Marcus there for some unknown reason.

The walk to his car & the ride home was not entirely seamless. Throughout the journey home, Rupert would kick & punch against Marcus's stomach wall to no avail.

"Is this what pregnancy feels like? You sure are a fighter, Rup. Keep it up, I want a inherit a little of that strong spirit of yours too," he said.

Before long he was back home, heading to his bedroom.

He met his wife Patricia along the way.

"Is it done," she asked.

"Almost," he said as his stomach jiggled from Rupert flailed to get out.

"Kiss the kids goodnight, see you in the morning when I am a new man," he said to her.

She nodded. She could not wait to see her husband reborn in a new physical prime.

He closed the door behind him.

He did as the instructions bade him to do.

He rubbed his belly until he could hear a gurgle.

He heard a loud yelp, and a soft "ah" from his stomach as the process kicked into high gear.

His stomach began to shrink. Inside, Rupert was being digested. He felt no pain. From his perspective, he was shrinking as his vision blurred and then slowly turned dark. Soon, Rupert was just a mass of dna, brain matter, and a slurry of other liquids.

Marcus caulked his head back.

He was in a bar with Rupert. Rupert was just slamming drinks back to back. Marcus sat next to him. Despite his constant struggle against their merger up until now, Rupert acted as if the night's events did not happen, and instead began to regale Marcus with stories of his life; as short as it was.

Each story, now a memory that was now Marcus's.

Another gurgle issued from his stomach.

The mass that was once Rupert began to move through Marcus's body, and as they did so and settle, he began to change.

First a fluid carrying Rupert's DNA spread throughout his body. On a genetic level, he still had a traditional structure, but he had the best of his own and Rupert's genes.

One could hear a straining noise as his chest & shoulders ballooned with new muscle.

There was a series of five pops as his arms, forearms, and neck exploded with new muscle.

As his stomach shrank, they revealed a new set of abs, their shape and size a cross between what Marcus had in his prime & Rupert's.

As his butt-cheeks grew and restrained themselves to obtain a larger rounder shape, his rod grew as well. Rupert was better than him in this arena when comparing their primes, so he simply gained Rupert's length & girth. His stones were three times the size now.

Then his thighs & legs exploded with muscle. Maybe perhaps due to some latent potential in both men now brought out due to their genetic merger, Marcus's thighs and legs grew with a level of muscle that neither of ever had or knew existed.

His feet and hands responded by growing in proportion to his new body dimensions.

His face began to morph. He kept his skull shape but with Rupert's stronger cheek bones & jawline. His eyes, nose, mouth, and ears were a combination of two. He had Rupert's eyebrows. He kept his hair volume, but he had Rupert's darker brown, & hair styling.

A wave of testosterone flooded his body, and body hair began to grow in various places. His skin tightened for one last time, making him more vascular as well.

Marcus fell on the bed and fell asleep.

The timeline shifted, Rupert no longer existed, and a new stud took his place.

It was morning and Marcus woke up with the sound of his wife coming in.

He stood up, wearing Rupert's underwear.

She let out an excited yelp as she saw her transformed husband.

"I got to say, I love the results," Patricia said.

"If you love them as much as it feels to be in this body, love doesn't come close babe," Marcus said.

Marcus was pushed back on the bed as Patricia was now on top of him.

Lets say that kid #4 is on the way after this.

Just like Casey was able to better handle taking care of a family, so was Marcus now. Being backed by the youth & vigor of a young stud in his prime did wonders for one's stamina. And the great physique was a nice bonus a well.

It was a year later, months after his 4th child was born.

Marcus walked in on his wife.

He took off his pants and began to take off his shirt:

"Want to try for kid #5," Marcus asked.

She answered by pulling him to their bed. Apparently merging with a young stud greatly increases the libido and drive to mate.

How many kids will Marcus have?

Who knows.

But Marcus can handle it now.

[thefusioncelestial]

Mix 32: Interest Payment

Song for this story is Pay for that Money by The Defibulators .

Here we have Ryder:

Grad student majoring in film having the time of his life.

But all is not well with him.

He is part of family of super-powered beings. At the night of their 21st birthday, they receive their powers and a body upgrade to handle them.

But his birthday night went awry. Somehow, some finance bro named Henry caught wind to this and interfered.

Ryder got his abilities, but most of his physical potential went into Henry.

As a result, Ryder only has enough stamina to use his powers once a month, and he was very physically diminished as well.

One would not be able to tell. By most standards, he looks great & he hides his discomfort well.

Then he have Henry:

He has gotten quite muscular since stealing most of Ryder's physical potential. His dating life has improved, his co-workers respect him more, and his circle of friends has expanded every since he gained confidence equivalent to his bicep size. You would think that he was quite satisfied with what he took & gained.

But he knew that Ryder was out there walking around with the last bit of power that he did not steal.

He wanted it all.

It just so happens that Ryder banks at the same bank Henry works at. Ryder was inquiring about getting a grant related to a film project. That particular bank had higher ups who were into the arts, so they set up financial assistance programs for the arts scene.

Henry made sure that he was involved in that program as he wanted to find Ryder, but Ryder is well off and should not need any of the programs. The search was going badly until it happened....

An application came across his desk with Ryder's name on it. He checked the computer to make sure it was him, and after seeing his profile picture via the ID records, he found his match. As he stared at the screen, he felt his energy & consciousness almost leap out of him.

It yearned to be whole. Henry yearned to be whole.

He placed the application under review with a face to face meeting being required to resolve any issues. Ryder will come to him and give his all to him.

Ryder found out about the application review and was annoyed. Going through the process of getting or failing to get outside funding was a requirement for his program. Not every film maker is rich, and even trust fund kids need to learn to stand on their own.

He got an text from an unknown number:

"It's me, Henry, your better half. Meet me in the gym on campus if you want that funding. Come ready to work out."

"Saturday at Noon."

Ryder wanted to just fail his way into getting the program requirement done, but when he read that name paired & first sentence, he knew who he was dealing with.

The thief.

He was invested in this meeting now.

Saturday rolled by, and Ryder arrived at the gym. A tall muscular dude beckoned him into a hallway. He did not know Henry's face on the account that it was night time when he last saw him(and he wondered just how good was his vision that he recognized his), but he could feel his power radiating out of him. The feeling of belonging filled him.

They were walking down a hallway with an awkward silence, when Henry stopped and beckoned him into a locker room deep in the gym.

It was eerie at how empty it was.

"Normally used by the sports team during season. But that is a few months away," Henry said.

He locked the door behind him, and suddenly ran after Ryder and grabbed him. Ryder was being lifted in the air in a tight embrace.

"At last I will be whole. Give me the rest of you. Just give in," Henry screamed.

But nothing happened. Ryder's power & potential wanted to rejoin with him, but not in this way. Not to make someone else even stronger.

"This feels weird. Your big plan was to squeeze me into you. Clearly, you took none of my intelligence before you ran off half finished," Ryder said in a condescending but also deadpan tone.

Henry put him down and put some distance between them.

"Let me guess, we need to wait on the night of your next birthday," Henry said.

"No, that window only comes once in my life, otherwise I would have never come here and try again," Ryder said.

Ryder turned around & took out a jar filled with a pink gooey substance. He unscrewed & lifted the cap, and the substance escaped in an octopus like way. It fell to the floor in a light squishy thump and traveled slowly until it was behind Henry.

"You know, you should have stayed until you took my ability too. It's quite the doozy."

"Oh, what is your ability? What have you been selfishly keeping from me," Henry asked in a rude tone.

"Once a month, I can pull anything from film, TV, or any media. Real or fake. Just has to have a visual, so no novels," Ryder said.

The goo was next to Henry.

"Wait, are you a reality warper," Henry asked in an excited tone. If he could assimilate Ryder, that ability will be his. Why work when he could just pull a million bucks out of the TV, tax free.

Ryder ignored his question.

"You remember that one show with the muscly dudes fighting, throwing around energy blasts, fighting aliens from everywhere," Ryder asked.

"Dragon Ball Z, a masterpiece," Henry said confidently.

"Let's say I got a little inspired by that deadly pink goof ball," Ryder said.

Henry thought for a moment.

Is he talking about Majin Buu?

It dawned on him. He now knew what he pulled into reality.

Then, a shadow loomed over him. He turned his upper body to see a tsunami of pink about to engulf him.

It was too fast for him. It covered his head and chest.

"Mmmmmphf!"

Henry began to fight against the enlarged goo. It gave away revealing his head & upper area, but was covering him waist down.

As it moved to cover him, it made stretchy sounds like rubber.

"No!"

Henry kept fighting back but this time his face was covered for good now.

"Ugghhhhhhh"

He was completely submerged in the goo now. But despite this he kept struggling. The goo kept condensing on him.

"Nhhhhh"

It was clear to Ryder that Henry would never stop fighting.

"I got to say, you are quite the fighter. Kind of wish you were my brother. Your innate ability would have been interesting," Ryder said.

"You know, I just want what you stole back, but I guess I will have to collect interest too."

Henry was still struggling in his vaguely humanoid shaped pink cocoon.

Like Majin Buu, Ryder lifted up his hand and bid the pink goo come to him with one of his fingers.

With Henry still fighting inside, the goo stretched into the air floating.

"Ohhhhh."

It then flew towards Ryder.

"Ah"

It then hit and then settled on Ryder's stomach.

Henry let out one last "Uhhhhhhhhhhh".

The pink goo stretched to cover Ryder's entire body, and then he went limp.

He was a pink, featureless humanoid.

Henry was broken down and infused into the goo by this point.

Henry & Ryder awoke in a void.

"You won't get away with this, this is wrong," Henry yelled.

"As if it was right of you to take what was mine in the first place. If you stayed away, I wouldn't need to do this, accept you fate," Ryder said.

"Never," Henry retorted.

Henry was going to fight the mental merge as well.

By this point Henry's DNA was infused into Ryder. His DNA took what it liked from Henry's code to improve itself.

Suddenly, there was bolts of electricity arcing on Ryder's skin. It was Henry's life force merging with his own.

Mentally, Henry's arms , hands, & shoulders came off him and merged with Ryder's corresponding parts.

Ryder was starting to feel much better, and there was a flood of memories, not his own. It was Henry's.

"If I have to assimilate you piece by piece then so be it," Ryder said.

Henry did not respond. A piece of him was ripped away. He focused more on fighting the process than spitting words with Ryder.

Ryder's physical body began to morph.

He began to moan as the pink goo that was his skin now restricted around his arms, forming massive biceps and bigger hands. His shoulders settled into shape bigger than Henry's, and his hands followed suit.

Henry's mental legs & feet left their original self and merged with Ryder's own.

"AHH, STOP," Henry screamed.

"No, this feels too good to stop. Can't finished a meal half eaten," Ryder said.

More of Henry's memories merged with Ryder.

With Ryder's physical body, the pink goo restricted more below the nether region, causing giant thighs, quads, and feet to form.

"Don't you dare," Henry yelled.

"Ugh"

Henry's butt and nether region disconnected from him and merged into Ryder.

Ryder now had Henry's memories of his sexual exploits & abilities.

"You sure got around didn't you," Ryder said.

There was more skin pulling.

"Mphf"

Two nice round buttcheeks formed and he gained a rod two times his original length, three times girth. On top of that his jewels doubled in size.

Henry could not talk, but he was breathing heavily.

"Ahk"

His chest, stomach, and neck ripped from his head. They melded into Ryder.

"Ahh"

Physically, Ryder began to stretch. His height reached Henry's now.

"Hah"

His neck settled into something much much thicker.

"Mmm"

The skin around his pecs restricted until they formed new massive ones.

"Hmph"

More skin restriction. His abs were forming. He had a cross of his original insertions & Henry's.

Henry was just a floating head now.

"I hope it was worth it," Henry said.

"Oh, it was worth it. You were worth it. Look at me, I should have devoured you a long time ago," Ryder said.

"On the bright side, you get your wish. You get to be made "whole" by becoming a part of me. This power, this body was never meant to be yours anyway. You should feel honored."

With a gesture he used similar to the one he used to beckon the pink goo towards him, Henry's head smashed and merged with Ryder's own.

Henry was mentally Ryder's now.

Ryder's face began to morph.

Ryder's skull grew bigger and was bit more balanced out.

He took Henry's jawline, but kept his chin. The dimples decreased in size.

He kept his nose, but took Henry's mouth.

The eyes, eye brows, and ears were a mix of the two.

He had Henry's hair texture & color, but kept his volume.

One last squeeze and he was more vascular.

Something was coming out of him. It was fabric. He was now wearing a merged version of their earlier ensemble.

Ryder skin went from pink to Henry's slightly darker shade.

Ryder let out a deep sigh.

"Thanks, Henry, for making me whole. The additional upgrades aren't bad either," said Ryder.

Focusing back on his new body. He used the mirror in the locker room and his phone & headset to take a photo of the new him. The proper him as it should have been:

He took his stuff and left the gym. He got a bigger "pump" than what the gym equipment could ever give him at that moment.

His ability expanded. He could use it once a day now.

He was still a film student, but now he had Henry's job as a banker too. Henry's finance skill & knowledge at his disposal now.

Passing that funding requirement will be so much easier now. And he will make it easier for everyone else too.

[thefusioncelestial]

Mix 31: Bradification

pierfusionist

maybe you can do a fusion involving me

To the vast majority, the idea of being able to merge or fuse with anybody is a pipe dream regulated to the bacteria & viral worlds: and fiction.

For the humans of this particular world, fusion is a way of life. For the last thousand years, humans have been merging with each other to reach a better version of themselves. Starting two hundred & fifty years ago, it became mandated that at the age of 18 and after graduation of high school or an equivalent, each person must merge with someone at least once.

For Pier:

That time has come. His friend Shawn did his merger last week, and the results were amazing. He could not wait to upgrade himself.

It was the second to last weekend of June when Pier received a piece of mail that included a set of instructions for starting the upgrade process.

He typed in a url which opened a website. Surprisingly, the address bar went blank after pressing enter. He knew why, this was to keep people from trying to gain a second merger without earning it. Typically, one could get a second or third merger through certain fields like the military or being rich. You are guaranteed one fusion per life time. Every boy & girl dreamed of their first fusion, of becoming their better self.

During the era of his great grandfather, muscular & cut bears was the trend, so merging with Henry Cavil or peak Arnold Schwarzenegger look-a-likes was popular. That generation was huge.

The next trend was pop-star twink. Let's just say that the birth rate around the world shot up after that.

It was a blank white page with "True Self International " ballooned at the top in baby blue. Below was an empty field to enter the code: 759028746209376.

"Welcome Pier, let us fuse you into your true self."

A little corny Pier thought.

The next page was grey this time with two options.

"Pre-made" "Full Customization"

He clicked "Full Customization".

The next page was black now. It had a blank featureless humanoid on it. It was like a character creation screen only the character model looked like it was out of real life than in a video game.

He clicked male on the gender & sex portion, and the model took on generalized masculine features.

Time to dig in.

By the time he was done, he chose a tall blonde dude.

There was a warning with the hair color selection box: not guaranteed to pass on in your fused form, will at minimum have the genes for it.

He shrugged. He liked the challenge. The idea of their faces fighting for dominance was an interesting prospect.

He pressed next, and then there was section about the lifestyle of his soon to be fusion partner.

He pressed the Jock preset. The body began to morph into a muscular one. Pier clicked into the Jock section and changed some things around. Kept him as a gym bro, changed his preferred sports to soccer & football. The body morphed some more.

He filled out some more info and clicked next. Within the hour he had his partner fully customized.

He stared at the final result to make sure this is what he wanted.

He then landed on the final page. Some how, it had all his info including his physical address.

The final cost to him: $0.

Thanks to international agreements, everyone's first upgrade through fusion was paid for collectively by the world.

Pier hit the send button, and the page changed one final time before closing itself:

"Congrats on your choice! We hope you find the process as enjoyable as we find the process of making them!"

"Arrival Time: 7 Days."

Pier was a little disappointed, he wanted to merge with that body now. But at least he knew he was coming, and that it would before the 4th of July Beach Party. He would be able to show off in time.

He took one final photo of himself to never forget who he was. There is no telling how different he would be mentally, let alone physically:

A week rolled by, and there was a loud knock at the door.

I delivery man in TSI (True Self International) branded clothing had a tall wooden box on wheels with him.

"Are you Pier," he asked.

"Yes, that would be me," Pier responded back.

"I just need you to show me proof of identity, and then sign for the package afterwards, we can be on our ways," the deliveryman said.

After showing him some id, and placing a signature, the deliveryman helped move the box into the home in the middle of his bed room.

"I did that too when I did my fusion. Well, good luck," he said.

Pier was not paying attention beforehand, but he noticed the features on him. The clothing was too small because you could see his giant arms & chest pushing against his shirt. Nice butt too.

Pier shook his head and refocused on the task at hand.

There was a lock on the box that was opened via hand print. He guessed as an extra security measure. He put his hand on it, and it gave a sound that indicated that he was positively identified.

More clicks were heard, and the door atomized.

Inside was his fusion partner:

"Did they make you stand there the entire time on the way here," Pier asked.

"That's your first response to seeing me for the first time? Expected you to embrace me and merge with me first. Glad my partner is the caring type. Going to need it to balance out what I am about to give you," his partner said.

"Name is Brad. I will be merging with you. I hope you find everything to your liking," Brad asked in a happy tone.

Pier was overcome with shock & joy. It was really happening.

Brad took a step out of the box. The rest of the box disintegrated. The room smelt of fresh pine now.

"Are you ready," he asked.

Pier was still in shock. Brad put his shoulder on Pier and shook him a little, and he came back to reality.

"Sorry," Pier said.

"No worries, bro, you are about to take a big step in your life, now strip naked and embrace me," Brad said.

Both were soon naked. But before Brad could speak again, Pier had him in a hug. Brad responded by pulling him up to his face.

They made out.

As they were busy smacking lips, their bodies began to contort. As they lost their humanoid shape, they took on a fleshy rubber-bubblegum like quality that was colored the same as their skin. Their bodies then wrapped around each other to form a singular humanoid shape. As they did, they began to moan & grunt. One could hear stretching & glooping noises as well.

Soon their bodies were one featureless humanoid with a mouth. The only indication so far that Brad was upgrading Pier was that the new body was as tall as Brad now.

Pier awoke to a movie theater. Brad was sitting next to him eating popcorn.

"Pay attention, you are about to learn everything about me considering that everything about me is about to become yours," said Brad.

"Don't worry, after this we hit the gym, play some football & soccer. Learning doesn't have to be this boring all the time."

They both smiled at each other. Brad took Pier's right hand. He felt a flood of information flow into him. He was Brad & Brad was Pier.

As Pier assimilated Brad's mind & personality into his own, his body began to change.

Brad's DNA melded into Pier's own. His dna lined up to Pier's and became a new traditional helix structure. Nothing was left behind or rejected or ejected.

There was a ripple across Pier's skin that indicated that the new genetic structure had been spread to every part of his body.

There was two pops. Pier's neck exploded with muscle twice after each sound.

He grunted in response. His voice was deeper.

Two glooping sounds were heard. He pecs suddenly filled up. Then they condensed making them solid.

"Mmm"

As if his arms were made of rubber, they began to expand. One could hear stretching noises coming from them. They just kept growing and growing. Pier wondered when they would stop, but at the same time he did not want them to.

"Yes, more mass, more power," he exclaimed.

After a minute, they stopped.

Then his stomach suddenly ballooned. It was like he was extremely overweight.

But before he could respond, his butt started to fill up like water balloons, and then there was his nether-region.

The sensations he felt in that area made him really aroused, and so he was fully erect. But his rod did not stop there, it kept growing longer until it was three times its original size, and then began to grow in girth. He had a long meaty sausage now. Then he felt his sack move about, his jewels was thickening, taking in gladly Brad's genetic instructions and mass to grow three time their size.

More pops followed, and his thighs burgeoned with more muscle, and so did his quads.

"Ah, I didn't know one's legs can feel like this. so massive, yet so light. What more do you have Brad, don't hold back," Pier said hungrily.

He wiggled his toes and moved his hands and they updated to meet his new proportions.

Suddenly, the skin began to constrict.

Pier began to let out ahs, and oohs in response.

The skin kept shrinking and shrinking. He became quite vascular in the arms and legs. One could see the details of his biceps & quads so clearly that one wondered if he had any fat on him at all.

Then his stomach began shrink. Eventually Pier started to feel a tightness in his stomach. Enough fat had went away that his abdominal stone met with his skin and began to become visible. A solid wall of steel made from six giant brick called his abs were born. But the tightening didn't stop. Tighter & tighter the skin became, and as a result his abdominal cavity deepened, and his obliques became visible.

His butt became tighter, and he felt the pressure on his nether regions. It was too much for Pier and his seed shot out him in three massive loads.

Pier kept his skull shape, but Brad's addition gave him a better jawline.

He took Brad's ears, eyebrows, eyes, & nose.

He kept his mouth, and while his hair color remained the same, it had more volume and took on some of Brad's hair texture.

Then his testosterone levels shot up massively and he began to grow facial hair: a mustache & beard. As he would later find out, he was quite busy as well.

Pier let out a deep breathe and opened up his eyes.

He looked in a mirror and was belated at what he saw, and he began to flex his new muscles.

"These arms are like tree trunks. And it feels so tight all over, but so good. Woah, are these my abs," Pier said out loud.

"Still uncircumcised, and I took his skin tone too," he said.

"I got to say, you gave me one heck of a pump."

He put Brad's, now his, pants back on him and ran to Shawn's home to show off his new body.

They were ready for the 4th of July Beach Party.

But there was still a little time. Time to get used to his new body. So in the mean time, he went to the gym to keep up his figure, and began playing sports. Brad was made to have the experience of someone who played football & soccer all their life, and so Pier gained that experience as a result.

And so it was the day of the beach party.

"How do I look," Pier asked.

"Like a million bucks," Shawn said.

"Feel like it too," Pier said.

"Let's go into one of these old beach shacks and take a photo," he said.

"Strike a pose Pier," Shawn said.

Pier was loving the new him. By the end of the party, he had several numbers.

And there was more in store. He had a sports scholarship to either the football or soccer teams of his dream college. He could go pro one day with the skills he absorbed from Brad.

I wonder which one will he choose?

Maybe both?

[thefusioncelestial]

Mix 30: First Semester Tone Up

There is a term that every college student hears at least once: The Freshman 15.

The second half of puberty kicks in, diets change due to increased freedoms, and many discover the gym for the first time.

Regardless of how one gets there, people gain 15 pounds on average after their first year in college. Whether that is fat, muscle, or both is up to them.

For Dalton:

He is is excited by the prospect of gaining 15 pounds of anything on his small frame.

No matter what he did, he couldn't gain any weight. Increasing his calorie & protein intake, intense gym sessions.

Nothing worked.

He is fine with being short, but the least the universe could do for him is let him puff or buff up.

On top of that, he wants to be part of a sports related activity so badly. He learned in his first semester how college athletes are treated, the future opportunities, and being able to attract the ladies like a bear finding honey. If only if he joined something in high school.

For Zack, he does not have that problem.

A freshmen star player on the tennis team, he is living the high life. Constant party invites, a growing professional network, good looks paired with a strong body; he has no complaints in life.

Dalton & Zack are dorm mates.

Though he tried to hide it, Dalton was jealous of Zack. To Zack, Dalton was just his best friend, his bro. He had no idea that Dalton wanted to be him. But what guy their age would not?

One night, Zack came out of the bathroom from a shower with nothing but a towel around his waist. Dalton got a front row seat to Zack's physique.

"The mystery of what is under that shirt is solved," Dalton quipped.

Zack smiled.

"What this six pack & t-bone steaks for pecs, nothing special," Zack said.

"How do you do it, we exercise & diet the same way, and you are the one walking away looking like that," Dalton said.

"Some people are built differently, I guess. You just need to tone up. Try eating more," Zack said.

Zack moved to put on some night clothing on and went to bed.

Dalton stared at the sleeping Zack.

He thought:

Built different? Perhaps. Whatever you have that I don't, will be mine soon.

It was a random weekend, Dalton & Zack were practicing Tennis to keep up Zack's skills. It was an intense session.

"You went hard Dalt, you should talk to coach about joining the team, you have potential," Zack said.

Dalton smirked in response.

Dalton pulled out what looked like a vitamin chew and ate a red one.

"Part of your new regime Dalt," Zack asked.

"Something like that," Dalton said.

Dalton tossed Zack a blue one.

"You read my mind, it's like we are the same person sometimes," Zack said.

Dalton thought:

Soon we will be the same person.

After chewing & swallowing the vitamin chew, Zack went to re-hydrate:

Dalton had to hold it in, but he had the biggest smile mentally.

They went into the college gym to shower off and change out of their sweat drenched clothing, but before peeling off his clothes Zack approached Dalton.

"Just keep it up Dalt, you'll reach your desired self with that work ethic of yours. For now, let's work on getting you on the team," Zack said.

"Yes, but let's work on everything else once, I hope your hair volume carries over too," Dalton said.

Zack was confused by that last statement, but before he could ask for clarification, he suddenly became very dizzy.

"What..was in that vitamin tablet," Zack said in a confused tone.

"The answer to my tone up problem," Dalton said.

"What do you mean, Dalt. Whatever this is don't do it. We can work this out," Zack said.

There was confusion, worry, and a sense of betrayal in his voice. He was leaning against a wall breathing heavily.

"We are working this out. You see, you are the solution. The final step to turn this body around is you," Dalton said.

Dalton was right behind Zack now. Zack turned to face Dalton.

Too weak to fight back, Zack was stood up.

They were the same height.

Dalton studied Zack for a moment, this was his best friend. Did he have to do this?

No. But he wanted to. He could have chosen anyone, any athlete, but could he get any of them to this point?

It was like Zack was being served to him on a silver platter.

Time to eat.

Dalton held Zack up by holding his shoulders.

They were much bigger than what Dalton had. Dalton had to fight back the urge to caress Zack's body all over with his hands.

He gave Zack a very small push, and then Zack's body stopped and then moved to fall on Dalton like a pendulum. He caught Zack in an tight embrace. Their skulls next to each other but not touching.

Phasing through his clothes into Dalton's their bodies were now touching skin to skin.

Their shirt & pants began to mix as well.

Then, their skin gave way & Zack began to move & merge into Dalton.

Zack roared to life & begin to moan.

Dalton wanted to give in, but he had to focus. He hugged Zalton tighter.

Zack was halfway absorbed by Dalton. Not wanting to wait, he pushed his skull against Zack's.

Dalton gave in.

As their skulls mixed and merged, they let out a mixture of ahhs, mmphfs, uhs, and other intelligible sounds. Dalton's sounds gave clear indication that he was enjoying this. Zack's was a mix of pleasure & defiance.

Both shared a feeling of wonder that this was actually happening.

Before long, Zack was completely within Dalton's being. You could not tell at first, he looked the same initially, only his green shirt merged with Zack's black Under Armor to form a green one, and their workout pants & shorts merged to become work out khaki shorts.

Dalton however, did not feel the same.

His eyes were closed shut, and his body was shaking a little.

"Mmmm".

He could feel Zack's thoughts, and by extension his mind. And every thought that reached him, he devoured. Slowly but surely he melded Zack's mind into his own. His memories, skills, traits, nothing was safe.

Dalton came too and was in front of his dorm. He opened the door slightly and saw Zack living his best. He closed the door.

Zack was now his mentally. That was the space he carved for himself within Dalton's subconsciousness.

The first physical change was the DNA. Dalton wanted everything of Zack's, so rather than a new traditional helix structure, their DNA strands formed a quad helix structure.

Dalton looked like he had worms and bugs under his skin as his new DNA structure spread throughout his body, and his body responded in undulations at random intervals.

First it was his chest. There was a loud double pop as his pecs exploded with muscle.

Then his shoulders followed suit with more pops and muscle growth.

"Yes, Zack, don't hold back, your potential is my potential now. Keep going," Dalton said in a soft tone.

Two more pops. His biceps suddenly ballooned, ending in gloops and a straining noise as they settled into shape. The same happened with his forearms.

"This is incredible, this strength, you thought you were going to keep this from me. Absolutely not," he said in a happy tone.

There was loud groan from Dalton's stomach as if he was hungry, but instead, his stomach grew. He had a large belly now.

"Ahhh...., I'll take your abs too. Go ahead, mix those abdominal stones with mine. Give me your cuts too."

Then his stomach began to constrict and shrink. Dalton began to moan in triumph. As the fat went away, Dalton's six pack revealed themselves: bigger & stronger, courtesy of Zack.

Two more pops followed and Dalton's buttcheeks ballooned and then settled into tight round shapes.

"Thanks for the butt, but why stall, go ahead, make me into a man."

Dalton felt his rod get erect. Then it kept growing, wider & longer. Then his sack felt a little crowded as he had two sets of jewels now.

"You should be honored, not only are you giving me what I was missing: your potential, but you will pass that potential to our future kids."

At that, Dalton pulled down his pants and his seed shot out almost instantly.

"I see you agree, the push out the seed of the old me, replace them with the seed of the new superior me."

He put his pants back on once it was clear that he was empty, but then there was a series of four pops that followed after. His thighs and quads also exploded with new muscle.

"Such powerful legs, I can't wait to try them out."

One final pop. His neck became thicker. A more pronounced Adam's Apple to boot.

"Love the new voice."

Then Dalton's face began to contort.

Dalton had a more pronounced jawline. Took Zack's eyes, eyebrows, and ears. The nose and mouth were a mixture of the two.

Dalton opened his eyes.

He was ecstatic at the results. Dalton was bouncing with joy.

"You were the difference I need."

Dalton started flexing his arms. He lifted up his shirt to look at his abs.

"I got to say, you are quite potent. Too bad I can't spread your potential to a couple of bros who could also use some upgrading."

There was one thing that he was unhappy with: the hair.

He gained barely more than what he already had before, same texture, same styling.

"Held back did we, I'll give it time."

He went through Zack's, now his belongings and took out his phone, a necklace, & a glove.

He took a snap photo to commemorate his rebirth:

Dalton suddenly felt weak. Not wanting to be vulnerable like Zack was and get absorbed, he went back to his dorm. He changed into some black boxers and took off his shirt. He then put some air pods i to his ear for some relaxing music. Exhausted from the rebirth with the adrenaline wearing off, he crashed on his bed and fell asleep.

He awoke later that morning and reflexively moved his hand through his hair.

When did he have so much?

He ran to the bathroom to take a look:

"Finally gave in, eh Zack?"

Dalton consumed Zack's timeline as well. He was the Tennis star. He got the party invites, the professional networks, and now the ladies were looking at him too.

He had a new hobby as well:

Surfing.

Dalton was a new man. He just needed a tone up.

Zack style.

[thefusioncelestial]

Community: Regarding Requests 2

Hello,

you can calm down, nothing bad has happened yet.

Just wanted to make something a bit clear.

No one has "dibs" on any specific celebrity or public person, so you can request an already used celeb if you like in your own requests.

[thefusioncelestial]

Mix 29: Birth of an Immortal

Anonymous asked:

Can you merge me with Cody Christian? I want to be able to touch myself in this new perfected body, see my new body and maybe get the strongest mind of us both and trap him inside our new cock to tease him, hearing him begging for this to stop and be reverted before slowly forgetting who he was and finally accept his new fate :) Thanks!

Find a people who hate magic, and you find a people with no imagination or the concept of fun. Despite the general re-acceptance of magic practitioners, the magical community tends to keep away from non-magical affairs for personal and world safety reasons. That doesn't mean they never interact with the wider world.

For Jean, he has almost reached his life goals. After a long study, he has mastered five elemental disciplines on top of some required others. Most wizards would be satisfied with such an accomplishment, but for wizards & witches who push themselves to that point, they have a higher goal.

For Jean, it was becoming a Celestial Wizard. This class of magic was unknown to most, a myth to others, and a reality to a small few.

He only became aware of this branch of magic because of one of his former roommates back at magic school had a Celestial Wizard as a grandfather. The requirements were simple enough, mastery of five branches of magic, and then the completion of a personal quest that will cause the mastered magics to merge into one and ascend to a new level.

Jean however was a little pressed at what his personal quest was after it was revealed. He had to find another person and absorb them. On top of that, it had to be a non-magical person.

The magical world was big on keeping things under wraps, and he had to risk exposure to reach the next level. His family was also one of status within the magical community, and he had no desire to occur the wrath of the Magical Democratic Council of the Americas.

Oh yes, North, South, & Central America are governed by one government on the magic side. It helps when birth rates & population numbers are extremely low.

For a while, Jean was unsure of what to do or who to choose.

Then an opportunity came.

Celebrities live everywhere and all around us.

It just so happens that Jean lives in the same neighborhood as Cody Christian:

The boy next door that chose a life of acting.

Everyone desired him, and this even more for those who call him neighbor. It did not help when his nudes got leaked many years ago. You can not believe how many invitations to swinger parties or people just asking to him impregnate them in the number of requests that he gets and has to turn down.

Yet, he has found love. He has a girlfriend, and now he wants to wife her. But there is one roadblock.

He never really got to experiment and experience what was out there. For girls, he was sure of who he liked & wanted. The loud creaks that could be heard outside his bedroom window is a testament to some of his passions.

But he wanted to give dudes a try as well. Just once. He did not want to leave it to chance that he would give to some urges that he may or may not have while married, so he decided on a one night stand before he takes the next step with his girlfriend.

He does not want to tap any of his co-stars, current or former, due to Hollywood having some of the looses lips known to man. And with how everyone gets around out there, regular non-entertainment people will have to do.

Of course who he chose was not an regular person by any means.

When Jean got that message, he was both shocked and excited. He had his target: the neighborhood hottie.

On top of that, he was quite lanky. A tall dude, his deep dive into magical studies meant that he did not practice any sports or go to any gym. And while there was a branch of magic that dealt with physical enhancements, he did not like the idea of mixing Muscle Magic with his other studies.

Thinking back, he remembered Tobias who did. He blushed. A tank of a man who could turn offensive spells into magical armors and auras for various effects.

The time was set, and it soon came to, and Jean arrived at Cody's house. Before he knocked on the door, he drunk a glowing liquid from a flask, courtesy of Greg who specialized in potion making.

All he needed to do was get Cody to drink his share of the potion.

Before he could knock, Cody opened the door and invited him in.

He was wearing a tight t-shirt & black stretchy boxers.

Cody had a positive inviting glow about him.

As they walked into the kitchen, Jean took a deeper notice of Cody's body. Even with a shirt on, he could see how big & toned his arms were. Not to mention the hair on his forearms. When Cody turned around to bring them empty drink glasses, he noticed how his chest and abs restrained and pushed against the tight shirt.

Jean became erect.

Cody lifted an eyebrow.

"Like what you see," he said with a sly smile.

Jean could not respond.

Cody put down the two glasses on a kitchen island next to him, and then took off his shirt.

He was not the most cut dude out there, but you could see he had large abdominal stones, and the size of his muscles everywhere more than made up for it.

Even though Jean knew that he came to be a booty call from Cody's view, he was shocked at how confident and how forward Cody was as a sexual being.

Jean licked his lips in approval.

Cody chuckled, and after a minute helped Jean take his shirt off as well.

He barley had any muscle, and had the abs of a skinny fat dude. By mass alone, Cody could be said to be the equivalent of three Jeans in the chest and stomach area.

But Cody was not into muscle on other dudes, and what turned him on was how tall Jean was. Cody was 5'8, Jean was 6'4. Secretly, Cody wanted Jean's height. If he could only take his mass in stretch it on that redwood of a body.

Cody should be careful of what he wishes for.

Jean came out of his sexual trance and pulled out a wine bottle.

"To commemorate your first time with a dude," Jean said in a happy tone.

Cody snickered.

"Now he speaks, pour one out for me," Cody said.

Within a moment Jean uncorked the bottle and pourrf Cody a glass. It was velvet red.

"Are you not getting a glass too," he asked.

"Doctor wants me off the stuff after a later night bender," Jean said.

He was lying. And that was not wine that Cody was drinking in one go. Seeing the liquid go down his throat, seeing his Adam's Apple move aroused Jean even more.

"I got soda, water, fruit juice, ect, want anything," Cody asked.

"Only what comes naturally out of that body of yours," Jean said.

Cody blushed. He almost spit out the what remaining potion juice that was still in his mouth.

They were soon in a bed room, and Jean was laying down looking up at Cody. Apparently Cody was selfish top.

Cody was nervous, and let out a nervous laugh. He was really about to do this. Either find out now, or find out later.

Unknown to Cody, there would never be a later.

He turned to Jean laying on the bed, still nervous and reached out a hand:

"Now or never," Cody said.

"Mine forever," Jean thought.

Cody was going to make him a man.

With Jean pulling him down gently, Cody was on top of him. A few moments of silence & staring, Cody took his boxers off. Jean was already naked & ready.

It was sudden, but Cody went into action. Jean felt Cody's hips push against his. He let out a yelp. Cody at this point did not care as he never let up. There was a rhythm to it, but it was the force that Cody put behind his thrusts that shook Jean. The bed was in agreement as it creaked.

"This is like the 10th bed I had to replace. They kept breaking, haha," Cody said as he kept thrusting into Jean.

But Jean couldn't respond. It wasn't just the power, but the rubbing of their rods as well. Jean realized that he jumped into the deep end for his first sexual experience with another. Cody was taking his virginity with gusto.

All Jean could do was grunt in response to the pleasures he was feeling.

But Cody wanted more.

Cody lowered his head to meet with Jean's nipples and began to lick and suck on them, but never letting up in his thrusting & rod rubbing.

Then he moved his hands to reach under Jean and grab his butt-cheeks. He was rubbing them. Then he moved his legs so that they wrapped around Jeans.

Tonight, at this moment, Jean was at Cody's mercy.

The bed, being forced to bear this love making could only creak.

A good quality wood this time around, Cody thought.

Then after and hour of this, Cody began to rapidly pick up pace, and moved his mouth off of Jean's nipples. He lifted up his head, closed his eyes, and his lips began to quiver at random intervals.

He knew what was coming. He did this many times before. He was climaxing. As he thrust faster he began to also change in tone in how he audibly expressed his pleasure. He made a combination of mmms and grunt's in a deeper tone. But now that he seed was about to escape, his voice was going from deep to high and back again.

Then he stopped moving.

There was an explosive release. Each volley of seed was followed by a high pitched "ah" from Cody. The first volley hit Jean in the chin and some of his face. The next the chest, then his stomach. After that Cody's seed was constantly flying out and covering Jean's bush and rod.

Cody was finished. Where he was a sex fiend in command, he was now a limp slab of sexy meat laying on top of the man he drowned in his own fertilizer. Cody was just breathing deeply now.

"Good lord, this is enough to fill a tall glass of water. Were you trying to get me pregnant," Jean asked. He began to wipe off the precious liquid with the bed sheets. He would normally collect the seed and use it to make a child through magical means, or perhaps a bodyguard, but he had something even better.

"That would be a nightmare," Cody said in a wispy tone. It was clear that Cody was regaining his strength quickly.

"Turn over, we are going at it again," he said in a now commanding tone.

"I wish we could do part two, but fate has a different plan for tonight," Jean said.

Cody looked confused.

"Mmm, you are perfect. I'll take it," Jean said in a sultry way.

Cody moved to get up and off Jean, but he felt his strength leave him all of a sudden.

"The potion is working. Great thing about intercourse is that it gets the blood flowing so much faster, I was thinking of spiking your work out drinks, but why risk it in the public. And memory modification magic is so tedious. This is so much better," he said.

Cody tried moving his legs, but instead he felt a tug. With his remaining strength he looked down and saw that his thighs were connected to Jean's. His feet and quads had melted & merged into Jean's own.

"But why me," Cody asked.

"Why not, celebrity, handsome with a great body, and a maestro in the bed too, can't wait to see how you translate on me, now shush, I want to enjoy this," Jean said.

With this, the thighs were absorbed as well, and when the butt and nether regions started merging, Jean could not help but loudly moan. Cody had lost all his strength and rested his head on Jean's chest. All he could do was breath and give the occasional "mmm" as he was slowly consumed and broken down.

Next came the stomach. Jean's body was so hungry that their stomachs merged rather quickly. The feeling of Cody's stomach muscles bring broke down and swim around Jean's own was almost too much.

Jean moved his arms, and pulled what was left of Cody to line up with the rest of his body. It was almost like Cody was in the sea, cresting above the water line like a shark.

His chest & arms too melted into Jean's own, and soon all was left was his neck and head.

"You won't get away with this. I will fight you every step of the way," Cody said.

"Yes, do that, make our merger that much more deeper," Jean said, then he licked his lips.

Soon their skulls and neck merged as well, and as it happened, they both moaned in unison as their brains broken down and reemerged into one.

Normally, the pleasures released by this would just mean premature expulsion of seed or close to it, but Jean was a wizard. Under normal circumstances, he had his powers under control, but this was his first sexual experience with someone else. And whether you are being absorbed or absorbing someone through sexual fusion, the experience has been described as being on another level. And so his magic fired off as he moaned.

Teleportation magic.

He was now on the coastline of a nearby lake. But despite this, all he could do was give into the sensations as Cody upgraded him.

Cody found himself in a void. But suddenly twinkling lights started to appear. It was like he was floating in space, but without the vacuum & cold. And he could breathe.

Five of these infinite sparkly sea of stars began to move closer to him. Eventually he could make them out.

Giant balls of light no more than three feet in diameter, each a different color. They stopped ten feet away from him and then moved about in orbit. It was like he was an human atom floating in space.

Then, one of the balls hit and merged with him. He was then transformed into his own version of the Human Torch. With each ball merging with him the flames changed color & he changed color.

When all five balls of light melded with him, he turned golden.

He felt great, the power, the knowledge, the infinite outcomes.

"I worked hard for that, can't wait to get it back," Jean said.

Jean appeared before Cody, but he looked different. Cody did not realize now, but Jean was now how he would be once the merger was complete. But one could not make out the features of his body beyond the general shape, as he was as black as the void.

"This is why I absorbed you, I needed you to merge my powers and become the sixth element. And in absorbing you, I ascend as the seventh," Jean said.

"I told you that you wouldn't get away with this," Cody said.

As if by instinct, Cody moved to fly and ram into Jean at high speeds. But if one could see Jean's face, he was smiling. Cody flew into Jean's voidal body, but did not come out the other side.

Jean laughed as his body went from pitch black to a golden rainbow then settled into one similar to the patterns found on Eternity of the Marvel Worlds.

The first thing to settle between the two was their DNA. At first they broke down completely, just fragments of random code, but now they recombined into a new traditional structure. The parts of each that would lead to health problems were gone in an instant, some by outright deletion, some by merging with another defected piece of code to create a better stronger healthier one.

The first changes in his body was his skeletal frame. The bones increased in density to be able to better handle the great increases in muscle mass that Jean was about to walk the Earth with.

Next his thigh & quads began to balloon out as Cody's thunder thighs expressed themselves through Jean. One could hear large gloops as they took shape within Jean. Creaks could be heard as well as his feet enlarged.

Next his butt-cheeks popped with new muscle. Jean yelped because they were pushing against the Earth instead of an bed. They tightened, taking on a nice round firm shape.

Jean had a long wand. Twice the size of Cody's. But Cody's was such much girthier, and more solid. As if it was a caterpillar moving about, his wand grew in waves, each undulation making it thicker & thicker. Whatever Jean had before, he had now a cross between a Rogerwood sausage, and a New York foot long.

Two stones formed in his sack as well, and as they formed the necessary physical connections, Jean couldn't help but let out short ahs.

Years of neglect and lack of a fulfilling diet led to Jean being quite skinny, but that was not the case for Cody. Cody did more than just rely on his pretty face, he worked out as well. As a result, he very much filled out his frame.

Jean's body began to quiver and shake. And in waves, his body began to fill out. A shake, a quiver, and then his chest and stomach filled with some muscle as if someone was turning the muscle slider on in an character creation tool in a video game. Then his body stopped growing and the process repeated again for three more rounds. With each growth phase he moaned in triumph as each wave flooded him with new found strength; Cody's strength.

Similar to his legs, his arms began to suddenly explode with muscle. Gloops and pops could be heard.

Another pop, his neck & shoulders exploded with muscle as well.

After this, one could hear stretching & straining noises as Jean's skin tightened all over, making him more defined & vascular all over. When it was over, he had an eight pack now, the abdominal stones were a cross between his own & Cody's.

He incorporated Cody's skull shape into his own, only a bit more chiseled. He took Cody's eyebrows, hair texture, ears, and nose. Jean had Cody's lips, but less pink. His hair grew darker as well, and he kept his eye color & shape.

Then a flood of testosterone flooded his body. Despite his boyish face, Cody was a hairy man. Hair began to grow around Jean's hands, forearms, and thighs. He had hair on his feet as well. And as he would find out, he would need to shave his face on occasion too.

And so the merger was done. Using Cody as his catalyst, he had remade himself. But in-spite of the physical enhancements, what he wanted was the Celestial Magic.

But the experience left him exhausted, and so Jean fell asleep where he layed.

Morning soon arrived and Jean woke up fully rested:

Remembering what he went through last night, he casted a mirror spell and inspected his new body.

The more he felt himself, the more he loved everything about the new him. He noticed that he was wearing underwear as well. He must have created a pair as a reflex while he slept.

But there was one issue.

He should have spilled his seed during the process. The sensations he felt while merging with Cody and transforming were greater than what Cody to made him feel while they slept together.

But he knew why.

If the target has a strong will, they could exert themselves too strongly from the subconscious.

Jean pulled his wand from his underwear and heard Cody's voice.

"I told you, that I won't let you get away with this, I may only control our libido and rod for now, but eventually I will take over everything. Enjoy this new you while it lasts," Cody said.

Jean felt confused. The way the voice boomed, it sounded like Cody was speaking from their wand.

But Jean was prepared.

As soon as he learned he needed to merge to obtain his Celestial Magic, he began to study Fusion Magic wholesale.

The answer to his problem was simple.

He grabbed his wand and began stroking it. Jean could hear Cody moan as he begged him to stop.

After a few minutes, he finally had release. A massive release. Three times what Cody put out last night.

Jean could feel it. The part of Cody that was fighting their mental merge was lessening and weakening, and Jean felt mentally stronger as well.

And so for six months, once a day, Jean let one out. And with each release Cody's defiance & will slowly melded with Jean's.

Jean was on a boat trip on the final day of fully consuming Cody's mind:

He felt great. No more fighting with himself internally.

He was Cody Christian, and Cody Christian was him.

Well he was still Jean and he kept his family name, but to commemorate merging with him, he took Cody as his middle name. Cody was the name he used among his friends.

More importantly, he was a Celestial Wizard now. One benefit to Celestial magic was the increased lifespan. Normal wizards can live up to 200 years, Celestial Wizards can live to 1000 years minimum. One saying is that Celestial Wizards are actually immortal and only die if they choose to.

There was a downside to all of this power, and that is that Wizards & Witches have low birth rates. The balance to having the power to bend reality is that magical humans have low population numbers compared to regular humans, lest they take over by sheer numbers and power. Of course that was solved 300 years before Jean's birth when the magical community created magic that manipulated the sexual health of living beings, but the council responded by requiring birthing permits.

Jean decided that he would father a child once every century. He & Cody Christian would father ten magical bloodlines whether Cody wanted to or not. And deep in his subconscious when he is doing the deed, he could feel Cody enjoying the process.

Ruggedly handsome with hints of that next boy charm from Cody with a rockin body to boot, Jean had many suitors.

Here he is at social function contemplating who to parent a child with:

Then he remembered that Bridget, a close friend of his, always talked about wanting a kid, but always had bad luck with getting with guys. She is in for a treat.

[thefusioncelestial]

Mix 28: My Freedom, His Protection

Life for rich people can be great: most of the time.

For Anton:

He is in a perilous situation. Unlike in western countries, ones wealth can really put a target on your back. The business world is also a bit more extreme. In the environment he grew up in, the children are the assumed heirs to a company, especially ones with multi-billion dollar evaluations, until proven otherwise no matter the competence of the heir.

Another issue is that Anton is the sole child of his father, no hint of even a half sibling from sleeping around. While that may seem good for Anton when it comes to taking over the business, that also means that if something happens to him, the business may collapse or face an civil war the moment he stops breathing. His mother died at childbirth; so the option of more kids was not open to the family.

This was even more so as his father refused to remarry.

In response, Anton was guarded like a caged golden goose being under constant guard & not being able to live life like a normal person or just as a typical rich kid.

Dmitri is the head of personal guard:

He has worked for Anton's father for 20 years. Hired a couple of months before Anton's mothers death, he is closer to Anton than anyone else.

Dmitri spent his first 30 years of life under harsh conditions. He was born in an small town where the poeple lived under the thumb of an oppressive warlord, at the age of nine he defended himself from a solider and almost killed him. Seeing potential in him, he was drafted as a child solider later on. When government forces killed their leadership six years later, the surviving group including Dmitri was drafted into the army.

After a year of excellent service in the regular forces, Dmitri spent his remaining years in the special forces before being hired by Anton's father. It was less the pay, and more the stability as defending a wealthy tycoon was less work than the hum and bum of explosive covert action on the field & assassinations.

In spite of the peace of the next 20 years, Dmitri never settled down with anyone and start a family. And trust me, many wanted to tap that warrior. Instead he devoted his life to Anton, and came to see him as his son.

And so for 20 years, it was a constant cat & mouse chase between them. Anton would constantly escape from his home, and Anton would always eventually find him & bring him back.

But in-between the chase they grew somewhat close. Anton got Dmitri to train him in fighting & defense, and Anton got to see a different side to the world.

However, there was an incident that would change their relationship forever.

"Are you hurt," Dmitri bellowed in an worried tone.

"You should ask Sagan, I do not think he will be using that left arm of his any time soon," Anton said proudly.

"And he won't be walking properly for a while too," Dmitri said in an stern but secretly proud tone.

Anton, despite all his training does not cut an figure that says "try me at your own peril". Anton's father was a big man like Dmitri, so it came as a shock to many that Anton grew up a twink. A twink who could kill, but a small dude none-the-less. Some suggested that Anton's mother cheated, but a secret DNA test revealed that he was his son through & through. Anton's father just learned to accept his son as he was.

"Look, I am almost 21, an age when I can drink the good stuff legally anywhere around the world. I do not want to wait for my father to kick the bucket to have any freedom. The man is as healthy as 100 horses. It could be decades before anything changes," Anton said.

"Woah there, less talking more breathing. We just want you to be safe," Dmitri said.

"As you can see, I can defend myself. Thanks to you," Anton said confidently.

Dmitri sighed.

"I am glad I never let you keep a gun outside of target practice, otherwise we would be covering up a murder rather than paying for the unfortunate sod's medical bills," Dmitri said.

"If I intended to kill him, he would be in a morgue by now," Anton said as he narrow his eyes. He was annoyed that everyone babied him. He is in college now.

Dmitri sighed again.

"I know, but given your delicate position, your father constantly worries about you. It doesn't help that every attempt to fatten you up and build muscle keeps failing dueto your incredible metabolism. Seriously, it might be your super power," Dmitri said in amusement.

Truth be told, Anton was building muscle, but for one reason or another, his body was focusing on density. He was skinny, but very solid.

"Maybe if you could double in size, or at least have your body match your skill level, you father would be more at ease. You are an adult yes, but you still look like you belong in, what do the Americans say..... high school," Dmitri said.

"We have been trying for years. If we could switch bodies, maybe, but this is me no matter what. You both need to accept that," Anton said.

"No, I will not," Dmitri said. He began to approach Anton who was sitting on a bed.

"So what, you are going to chain me up instead, I am going to keep escaping. And no amount of food & heavy lifting is going to settle in this body," Anton said.

Dmitri was really close to Anton now. Before Anton could ask what he was doing, Dmitri grabbed Anton and pushed him up against a wall. Then he moved so close to Anton that Anton's butt was touching Dmitri's front.

Anton blushed.

"I do not think that taking my virginity is the solution," Anton said.

"If only it was that simple. You are right, this song & dance between us will never end, and you deserve your freedom. This is the only way I know how to achieve both of our goals: Freedom & Protection," Dmitri said.

Dmitri stepped back. but took Anton with him. To Anton's shock Dmitri had him in his embrace.

"How could you do this without me defending myself," Anton asked.

"I did not teach you everything, but after this you will have this and more," Dmitri said.

Dmitri shifted his hold a little. His left hand was on Anton's chest. His right on his stomach. Then he squeezed tighter.

Anton felt an incredible amount of pressure. He was worried that Dmitri had betrayed him & his family and decided to end his life.

But then it happened, the pressure suddenly relived itself. Dmitri was still holding him, but his hands and arms started to sink into his chest and stomach. Where his massive arms and shoulders touched Anton's body, they began to sink into him as well.

"What are you doing, why does it feel so good," Anton said.

"All will be clear, now just enjoy absorbing me, by the end you will be a new man," Dmitri said.

Dmitri squeezed tighter, somehow he phased through their clothing, and his chest was touching Anton's back. It too melted into Anton.

Dmitri then pushed his head into Anton's. Their skulls and brain matter began to mix and merge. Anton began to moan.

A few minutes more and Dmitri's stomach, hips, legs, and feet had sunk half way into Anton.

Anton, with half of Dmitri breaking down inside of him, began to walk until he was in the middle of the room. He wanted to flail, but feared hitting anything. Nothing in his room was cheap after all.

If one could hear this, one would hear Anton moans mixed with Dmitri's voice, but also stretching and squelching noises as Dmitri pushed into Anton.

A few minutes later and Dmitri was completely consumed by Anton.

Anton awoke to his father's study. He was sitting in his father's chair. Across the table was Dmitri.

They were in Anton's mind.

"It feels good and all, but what is this solution," Anton asked.

"I am merging with you, giving you everything I am. No protesting, it is too late go back," Dmitri said.

"But you will be gone," Anton said in a worried tone.

"Not really, I will always be here by your side. Every move you make, every thought you have will be mine as well. With you taking my attributes, no way you will be forced to stay cooped up forever," Dmitri said.

"Now, let's begin your final lessons."

Anton consumed Dmitri's mind. Took his memories, traits, and ect.

Dmitri's DNA lined itself with Anton's and the forced the two double helix's to become a quad helix. If one could see so small, they would see each strand break from each other and then reform into one mega structure. Then a jolt of energy lept from the new genetic code.

Anton was dead silent for a moment. Then he began to grunt. He felt pressure in his lower back. His spinal column began to grow. With each pop a new vertebrae was formed. He was 5'5 before, but by the end he was 6'5. Just as tall as Dmitri was.

At the same time his skeletal frame thickened. He felt it the most in his rib cage.

He looked like a tall skeleton with stretched skin at first, but soon that changed.

There was two loud pops & gloops. His chest exploded with new muscle. More pops. His shoulders followed suit with the explosive muscle growth, followed by his neck. More pops. His biceps did the same. The rest of his arms followed suit.

Anton could not help but grunt each time this happened.

But more pops followed, and his butt & legs responded with explosive growth as well. If one could see this, you would think that Anton was the son of the Hulk or He-Man.

His waist & stomach expanded and became more of an H with a little curvature.

Then his skin began to tighten, and with this he became more vascular. With further tightening in the stomach, he had a six pack now.

In the nether regions, Anton had a long rod, but with Dmitri's addition, he had the girth to back it up as well. In the sack, Dmitri's jewels hugged and then merged with Anton's. The pleasures released caused Anton to release his seed. It shot at such a velocity and with such a force that it hit the far wall facing him.

In the face, his skull became more uniform. He kept his eyes, but his nose, ears, and mouth were from Dmitri. His eyebrows a mix of both. His hair grew a bit darker. Despite the massive increase in testosterone, there was no facial hair. He did gain a birthmark near his chin though.

And then there was a snap of electricity throughout his body. His muscle fibers began to change and shift a little to account for Dmitri's skills and experiences.

At the same time, their clothing merged as well.

And it was over. Anton slumped to the ground and began to breathe heavily. He was still getting used to having Dmitri's memories, and sat there in place while they settled in his mind.

He went outside to take in his new situation. He did not of course ignore the physical enhancements that Dmitri brought with him as well, and began to flex a little:

He was shocked later on when he saw that he still had a baby face. But the aim was to improve his muscle growth problem, and Dmitri was just as the doctor ordered.

After checking out his new body, he decided to put something else on. Something a bit tighter:

To everyone else, he had always been this tall, this muscular. But for Anton, it is just the start of his new life. You will have to excuse him if he wants to flaunt a little.

He thought he was a killer & a warrior beforehand, but with Dmitri's skills and knowledge and body to boot, he truly is a force to be reckoned with!

A phone call came through on his smart phone.

Mama.

In this new timeline, his mother survived childbirth. He had four other siblings as well.

With the new timeline, Anton was never caged up.

He had his freedom, a body that didn't hide his ability, and an expanded family too.

Months later:

And Anton is finally growing a beard & mustache.

[thefusioncelestial]

I loved that most recent story !!! Your absorption stories are always the best. The added mpreg and reincarnation was a nice bonus. Can I ask what stories of yours are your personal fave?

Don't really have a favorite story per say.

I may occasionally reread some stories to see how I can improve or if I want to follow its general trend for a future story. I set up Mix 3 as baseline universe I can go to if I want similar elements.

[thefusioncelestial]

Mix 27: The Blessing of Hermaphroditus

y00-nie

Like Christian and Shun, I would also be expecting a masculine hermaphrodite with both organs functional as they rarely happen and only one of those organs can only be functional is common for their case.

Song choice is Moon River ( Climax Mix ).

Hermaphroditus. Deity of effeminacy, hermaphroditism, and androgyny. They are also of unity & transitions.

For most, chemical & surgical methods are the way to go when trying to cross the border. But for a few, there are other means.

The Cult of Betwixt or the Cult of Hermaphroditus began 50 years after their story became public. Once per century, Hermaphroditus will bless a union of man & woman, and merge them into one. This is the solution Aubrey came to.

He was assigned female at birth, but found that he was out of place within his own body. He found that he had a man's soul and wanted his body to reflect that. After much hard work, he is close:

Now, all he wanted was fully functional male reproductive organs. While there are rumors of such procedures, they are prohibitively expensive. But luckily, he came across another rumor.

An ancient Greek cult where the son of Hermes & Aphrodite was merged with a naiad of the opposite sex & gender, gaining traits of both. Apparently, they have been helping people transition for millennia. And even rarer rumor is that the deity could grant one both reproductive organs and have both be functional.

Aubrey wanted to fully transition into an man, but the idea of having both intrigued him.

He lived in a big city, so that meant that the cult had a branch office there. It was surprisingly easy to get in.

Apparently simply knowing about the cult meant that one has been chosen by their patron deity.

In three months time, the patron deity will make their descent to the mortal realm and bless their followers. If one wish to be on one nature completely, they but need to bring themselves. If one wishes to be of both natures, they must find one who was assigned the opposite gender or sex at birth of one self who hasn't gone through chemical based transitioning yet.

Aubrey was excited and did whatever the cult asked of him to be allowed to receive the blessing. It only comes one per century after all.

The problem is that Aubrey can't find anyone willing to merge with him. His cis-male friends thinks he is crazy and turn him down, after all, if they do agree, they will experience ego death and at most exist partly in his subconsciousness.

After speaking to someone at the cult of his issue, they gave him an idea: merge with someone who has caused too many issues for their communities liking. You will transition, and your home will be more peaceful.

Aubrey knew who.

Oliver:

Richest kid on the block, and is as a troublemaker as his family has deep pockets. Publicly, his family are millionaires, but rumors say they are actually billionaires. Moving into an middle class neighborhood was just seen as smart financial play. They had no desire to end up like the Vanderbilts, their distant cousins.

Oliver was bad at hiding his wealth status though. He drove the most expensive cars; that he drove at top speed down the neighborhood roads. He held the biggest and loudest parties; and none of the people his age in the neighborhood were ever invited. He may have lived there, but he limousined his way to private college with the other rich kids. Not to mention he played pranks on his neighbors & bullied the other young adults.

You would think that he would have a long rap sheet, but his parent's money & influence let him do as he wished.

A typical spoiled rich kid: a bad egg.

Aubrey let his fellow cult members know who he planned on merging with & they assured him that they had the details of getting Oliver there covered.

The promised time came and Aubrey was in an open field at around midnight during a half moon. He was surrounded by people in various groupings at random distances from himself. Some by themselves, holding hands with others, and some standing next to the unwilling tied up and gagged in various states of unconsciousness.

He was worried that Oliver got away and was not coming, but just as that thought went away, Oliver was being carried, tied up & unresponsive, towards him.

Aubrey was excited.

Apparently Oliver put up a fight which made sense given the various martial arts clubs he was a part of. They had to use chemical aid to put him asleep.

Oliver was placed next to Aubrey and the group left to go handle other affairs. It was soon midnight.

The moon began to pulsating various colors before settling back to its usual hue, and then stairs made of light descended from it at an elegant but fast pace. Aubrey looked at the far end of this staircase and noticed a figure walking down them. The features were muddled at first, but soon he made out a cloaked humanoid figure.

After 10 minutes the figure was now standing on the Earth before them. A low musical harmonious tone filled the air. It calmed everyone down: the willing & the unwilling.

The figure spoke & at the same time took off the cloak.

"Welcome my devoted. We have gathered here because you desire for your mind & soul to happily co-exist with your body. You are here to bring out your true nature," they said. The voice was a mixture of a man & woman's. While you could discern each if you focused hard enough, they were otherwise in perfect sync.

This being's body was a mixture of both man & woman. But how they mixed and merged was up to each person's imagination & perception of reality. After all, perfection to one could be a nightmare to others.

To Aubrey, they looked just like how they desired to look for themselves.

"Let us commence the ascension. Time to rise with me, as I rose out of those waters transformed so long ago," they said. They then snapped their fingers.

Pillars of light from the moon began to hit the earth where the participants stood or sat. The ones who came alone began to moan & keel over as their bodies began to fully transition into their desired gender and sex. For men they were surrounded in an golden light, while women in silver.

Then who wished to be of both natures like their patron began to transform. Those who willingly merged with each other and form a new identity went first. Their bodies wrapping around each other and mixing into one. They moaned louder than the previous group as the pleasure of becoming one and form a new person was almost too much. The pillar was bronze in color.

Oliver awoke. He was confused due to the sudden change in environment from his last memory. The moaning all around him didn't help. He soon looked to Aubrey and flared quickly into anger.

"This is your doing, whatever it is, I will have no part in this," he shouted. At the same time due to his training, he quickly untied himself, and gotta up to run away, but he found the pillar of light to be solid on the edges like a glass wall.

He was trapped.

He had another idea. Beat Aubrey within an inch of his life until he was let out. Using his experience from wrestling & judo, he lunged at Aubrey and soon had him in his embrace around Aubrey's waist.

The being smiled at this. The pillars holding the unwilling was colored purple with gold & silver sparkles.

Aubrey was shocked that he didn't fall over, but by some magic, the pushing force from Oliver felt like nothing, but his clothing blew off.

He was naked.

Oliver was shocked too and moved to let go & try again, but he couldn't let go, he was stuck to Aubrey.

Then Oliver felt himself sink into Aubrey head first. Aubrey went limp and closed his eyes as it happened. He let out a low moan. Oliver responded with screaming & flailing instead. The screams turned into muffles as he sunk in further and as his head was broken down into their base materials. Despite his mind being physically consumed, he continued to flail. Soon his chest, shoulders and upper arms were consumed. Aubrey began to bloat from the increased mass. A few minutes more and everything above the waist was consumed.

For Aubrey, the experience was out of this world. He could feel Oliver's mind move into his, and his mass was swimming through his body, bringing pleasure to everywhere they touched. All Aubrey could do was moan and breathe heavily as he consumed Oliver.

Oliver's legs were still moving about, a sign that he had an extremely strong will, but five more minutes passed, and the rest of his body was in Aubrey, swimming throughout.

Aubrey was now wearing Oliver's clothes.

Oliver soon came to in a version of the same grass field where he was fighting Aubrey, only it was empty save Aubrey standing near him. Oliver had no words for him, only seething rage. Just like before he moved to tackle Aubrey. Aubrey didn't put up a fight like last time, but he fell to the ground. Oliver then moved to choke him, but he found himself sinking into Aubrey again. After a final scream, Oliver was mentally consumed by Aubrey.

A flood of Oliver's mental traits and memories began to mix with Aubrey's own. Whatever didn't make it to the forefront was shuttered into Aubrey's subconscious.

On a genetic level, Oliver's Y gene mixed with Aubrey's own dna to create a triple helix structure. The new genetic code began to fire off.

Aubrey's spine began to create new spinal sections as Aubrey gained Oliver's height. If the shirt was loose on Aubrey before, he certainly filled it out now. His shoulders, chest, & neck began to pop & explode with new muscle. Aubrey began to grunt with each pop, and he was overcame with pleasure as that was followed with increased muscle density & strength.

His arms and hands grew too. It was as if his arms were deflated balloons before because they began to expand and grow as if being filled with water.

His waist began to expand and reshape as they took on a more hour glass shape. At the same time his abdominals reshaped as well. In place of his eight pack, he had an six pack with huge abdominal stones. So large that one can see them begin to push through the shirt.

There was two pops in the butt. His butt-cheeks were now like bowling balls.

He then felt a tug and a shift in his pants. His original reproductive organs began to move upwards and settle into their new place. In the old place he felt something grow. It felt so good, and yet so sensitive. How do cis men operate on the daily with this below them? It was girthy & long, thanks to Oliver. But he felt a new two pressures forming at the base. A bag of skin was constructing itself. The two pressures? A set of family jewels. Once they were formed, they quickly formed new neural connections, and the pleasure of such was such much, that Aubrey released his first volley of seed.

As this was happening, the legs grew in a combination of pops and being filled a the same time. So did the feet.

His skull then reshaped themselves becoming a combination of his own & Oliver's. The eyes, nose, and ears were a combination of the two. Oliver's eye color took over, and so did his mouth, dimples, and eyebrows. Aubrey's hair kept his general texture, but it was naturally curly like Oliver's and dark as well.

Aubrey was reborn & complete. And so were many others.

"Welcome my brothers, my sisters, and cousins to the fold. Feel my blessing course through you, it only happens once a century after all," the being said.

They snapped their fingers. A necklace formed on Aubrey's neck.

"Proof of your status as a complete being. Now let us feast," they said.

A long table draped in cloth appeared, and so did plates full of food afterwards.

And so began the Festival of Union. Through some magic or power, every attendant was able to eat 100 servings of food. One for each year the divine host was gone from the mortal world. When this was over, the light staircase reformed, and the being ascended back to their realm.

After this, some went home and some went to sleep on the grass.

Aubrey was soon awake an hour after the dawn had appeared:

He took Oliver's now, his own jacket, and went about their day.

Inquiring about their new state of being, they learned thus:

During the day, they walk as a man, and can impregnate others.

During the night, they sleep as a woman, and can be impregnated by others.

He took in Oliver's life as their timelines merged as well. It was the same wealthy person in a middle class neighborhood, only Aubrey had the opposite reputation.

[thefusioncelestial]

Mix 26: The One Player

Song Choice: Queen - Princes Of The Universe

Nothing like one's first summer semester after your first year in higher education. For most, it is their first summer as an adult. No summer camps, just do whatever you want.

For some, that is finding a summer job.

For others, that is enjoying life on the beach.

For Matias, the summer represented a prelude to doom:

He is on the basketball team, and while he doesn't have any desires to go pro, the scholarship afforded to him keeps him in school. The team had a winning season, and he did well individually, but he fears he still may get cut.

The team may have won more games than lost, but they didn't win any championships or conferences. The coach wants to shake things up and bring home the glory before he retires in some undetermined future. He let all the players know that no one is safe.

Matias was being targeted.

His would be prowler Camden:

A fellow member on the team. Every-way Camden is as a player, Matias is not and vice versa. As a way to further light a fire under his players butts, he has spread rumors that it will be either Camden or Matias who will get cut first. They were rivals before, but this lit a nuclear flame into the mix.

Camden never did anything overly negative to Matias. He just trained harder & harder. And so did Matias, but Camden wanted an edge. And he had one.

For now, his target shall enjoy the beach.

During the last weekend of July, Camden called Matias to invite him over to speak a truce, to find a way to stay on the team together. They were friends before this mess. Grew up together, graduated high school at the same time, and now attend the same institution. Camden was an Accounting major. Matias was an Civil Engineering major. Both on athletic scholarships.

Matias had arrived at a frat beach house. Apparently, Camden was being scouted and used some connections to use one of their summer houses for a day. Perks of being in a winning team of a major sport. It was a hot day too. Both Camden & Matias had their shirts off. This was not unusual for the two young men. As a part of gym class in high school & operating in their sport, they have seen many shirtless bodies including each others.

Camden shouts & waves Matias over, and after a few minutes are in the backyard of the house. They settle into some chairs on opposite sides of the a small round table and begin chatting.

"Nice place you got," said Matias.

"Not mine, borrowing it from a fraternity I might be pledging to this fall," responded Camden.

"So...what's your plan to ensure we both stay on the team," Matias asked.

Camden's expression went deadpan.

"This will take some time to explain, soda," Camden asked.

There was already some out & ready in clear glass cups.

Camden went for one of them & sipped a little & Matias did the same afterwards.

After a few moments due to the heat, they both eventually finished their respective glasses.

Camden just stared at Matias as if he was waiting for something, so Matias got up after the vibe of the situation felt off. However, he got a strange case of vertigo and sat back down.

"You ok bro? Must be the heat," Camden said feigning concern.

"What did you put in my drink," Matias shouted. The effort made him feel exhausted.

"The solution to my problem. It was either this, leave my fate to chance, or kill you. I like you a bit too much for that last option," Camden said. He licked his lips.

"What are you talking about," Matias asked.

"You know it's kind of weird how we play on the court like we are missing pieces of the same puzzle. We cover each other's weakness. The synergy is insane," Camden said with wonder.

He continued:

"I could practice and train to gain your same abilities for a hundred years and never come close. I imagine the same is for you with my talents. I just happened to lucked into an great opportunity for us."

Matias tried to get up again, but he felt even weaker.

"You know how these fraternities keep pumping out these dudes who are like triple threats when it comes to the game of life by time they graduate? The answer is fusion. Take a really smart dude, and a sportsy type and boom, best of both worlds with deep connections."

Matias realized what Camden was implying.

"Doesn't something like that produce a whole knew person? What do you gain from doing this other than having half the psyche pissed at the other half," Matias asked.

"Normally yes & no, but I don't want to experience ego death. I want the best of both us in one body, and I want to steer the ship," Camden declared.

Camden got up, and without a fight was able to get Matias to stand up and walk some distance to an more open section of the backyard.

Once they got to their destination, he pushed Matias to the ground. He fell on his back and let out a grunt.

Camden then stripped down naked, and got on his knees next to Matias. Matias had on very stretchy swim trunks on. Just Camden's luck as he moved himself on top of Matias, and then inserted his lower half into Matias's trunks one leg at a time.

"Nice package, going to be nice to make it mine," Camden said. He then lowered his hips and lined up his rod with Matias's. They both grunted.

"Don't consume me...please," Matias said.

"Shh, just enjoy the process. With us combined as one, no one way any team will cut us. Well me. Thank you for the hard work. I have come to collect," Camden said triumphantly.

Camden started moving his hips in a rhythmic fashion. The pleasure was too much for both men. Matias was grunting and moaning as Camden rocked his hips and rubbed their members together.

Camden was getting more ecstatic with each hip movement, and the movement turned into thrusts. All Matias could do was steel his mind, audibly respond to the increasing pleasure, and grip the grass hard with his hands.

"This back yard," -Huff- "is the site where they merge prospective -Moan- "brothers." -Grunt- "The Ritual of Dominance." -More moaning- "I just got...to" -louder moans- get you to release before me. -Gah-

Camden shouldn't have revealed that bit of information. Matias could still turn this around. He just had to make sure Camden released his seed first. With a way out now, he steeled his mind further.

If one could see this for themselves, it looked like two dudes having a very rough mating session, unaware that a new being was going to be born from this.

"Fight back are we," Camden said. He lowered his abs & chest on to Matias's and then somehow wrapped his arms around Matias's back and began to pump hard & faster.

The pleasures from their abs and chest rubbing against each other made both men grunt and moan even louder. It didn't help that Camden was also rubbing Matias's upper back. Camden was determined, but so was Matias.

Camden began to truly worry. He could feel his sack swell, and right after his rod began to have a fuller feeling. He was about to release. Nothing on Matias's face indicated any changes, Camden wanted to stop, but the Ritual forced them to do the deed until one of them wins.

"No," -Grunt-

He felt the sudden urge to pee, but only so much more. His tip was now full of this greater feeling, and then....

There was a silent squirting feeling. For Matias he felt something sticking fall on him with some velocity.

Camden stopped moving. For men, releasing their seed is followed by a sudden wave of exhaustion & weakness. Camden was on top of Matias, but he was more like a lifeless mannequin compared to a moment ago.

Camden stirred and tried to get off Matias.

He couldn't.

Camden's seed was suddenly very watery, and then flowed into the grass. The lawn glowed for a moment and went back to normal.

Camden then felt a strong tung. He was pressing hard against Matias against his wishes. Then the pressure let up, but in its place, his skin gave way and sunk into Matias.

"This isn't right, I am supposed to be assimilating you right now, not the other way around," Camden screamed.

"Tough luck buddy," Matias said.

Camden's neck grew weak, and his face fell into Matias. It began to be sucked into Matias's skull. Soon their skulls and faces were merged into one, but aside from a mouth, the face was featureless.

More of Camden's body began to sink in, and Matias let out soft moan as it happened. Within a few minutes, only Camden's spine and buttocks were still sticking out. With sudden renewed strength, Matias pushed both in to expedite the process.

All that was left physically was a bloated Matias. He let out a deep breath.

Both men were now in a basketball court with just them two in it. The scoreboard had their names as the team names and both were tied. They were on opposite hoops. Matias quickly dribbled down the court to score the final point. Camden tried to do so as well, but his movements were super sluggish, and his ball dribbled out of his hands into the side of the court. He tried to follow up by blocking Matias, but he had already scored by the time he thought to. The clock went to zero. Matias walked to the center of the court, and Camden walked to the bleachers.

Matias won the mental battle. Everything Camden knew was now Matias's to know.

Matias's body began to pulsating all over. Camden's dna began to line up with Matias, and created a quad helix structure.

Matias began to moan.

His legs & spine began to stretch. You could hear pulling noises as he gained an additional 6 inches in height. His feet, hands, and arms followed suit to meet his new skeletal proportions.

Camden was smaller than Matias, so his arms, and shoulders didn't grow much, but his chest did grow larger, and his neck longer. But what he did gain instead of giant muscles was greatly increased muscle density.

Like the rest, his butt became denser & tighter. And despite the similar rod size, Matias's grew by two sizes in both dimensions. The biggest change was that he had four jewels.

Camden's biggest contribution was in the abdominal region. Matias's stomach began to swirl, strain, and reform. By the end, he had Camden's abdominal insertions, but kept his abdominal stone size.

His skull shape then morphed. A better jawline, and stronger chin. His eyes were combination of his & Camden's. His mouth & eyebrows was Camden's, but he kept his nose. His hair was completely his only with a larger forehead. The ears were Camden's as well, and thanks to him, he had dimples now.

At the moment of completion, Matias's hips moved into the air, and he finally let out his enough seed to fill a 16 oz water bottle.

He rested on the grass for an hour afterwards.

Matias stood up as the drug had worn off by then. The process left him a sweaty mess:

He took a look at the new him.

He licked his lips. He chuckled.

"Thanks for the abs bro," Matias said in an sarcastic tone.

"Gave me a bigger package too. I guess you can enjoy it through me on the side lines."

Matias returned to the team by the following Monday. An emergency meeting was called. No one was getting cut. The coach congratulated them on the progress they were making so far.

Matias was weirded out, he swore that the team had shrunk, and he noticed that he teammates seemed...upgraded...stronger...better? Did they do to others what he did to Camden? But these thoughts would go away soon enough as the timelines synchronized.

The team was half the size as it was in the original timeline because one half of the team merged with other: willingly & unwillingly.

Matias was sure they would be champions next season.

And thanks to Camden's memories, he had a fraternity to join as well.