Melting Desires - Slushy TF
Tags: Inanimate, Anime, Melting, Object TF, Caption, Shrinking, Objectification, Food TF, Goo TF, Slime TF
DescriptionIf you want to make a suggestion or have an unique idea? Join the Discord Server. Maybe there is a giveaway so don't miss it! Psss the uncensored version is there as well!Melting Desires - Slushy TFCallista brushed golden strands from her face as she stretched across her beach towel. The…
Callista brushed golden strands from her face as she stretched across her beach towel. The June sun beat down on her glistening skin as she adjusted her emerald bikini top that barely contained her full breasts. Her wandering gaze locked onto a bronzed surfer emerging from the waves, water cascading down his defined abs. "Mmmm," she hummed, unconsciously running her tongue across her bottom lip. Her thighs pressed together as heat bloomed between them, not from the summer sun. Her fingers traced slow circles on her stomach as she imagined those strong hands gripping her waist, pushing her down into the sand. "Your arousal pheromones are severely disrupting my enjoyment of Solar Radiation." A woman stood over her, tall and unnaturally pale despite the heat, with violet eyes that seemed to refract light oddly. "Excuse me?" Callista sputtered. The stranger tilted her head at an uncomfortable angle. "Your stinky hormones. They interfere with my dermal absorption rates." "Are you okay? You sound like a complete freak." The woman's face remained expressionless. "I am a freak. This is accurate." Before Callista could respond, the surfer she'd been eyeing jogged past. Her pulse quickened, nipples tightening against the thin fabric of her swimsuit. A familiar wetness developed between her legs.The strange woman's nostrils flared. Her eyes narrowed to slits. "That is IT. You pitiful ape. I think you need to COOL DOWN." Callista stood up, her hand raised to push this lunatic away. "Look, back off!" A beam of light, impossibly bright and cold, shot from the woman's palm directly into Callista's chest. The sensation hit immediately. Her limbs stiffened, muscles seizing. "What the fuck?" Callista gasped. Her body felt wrong, it was hardening from the outside while her insides turned... mushy? "What's happening to meeee?" The woman laughed, a sound like ice cracking. "Physical state transformation initiated." Horror washed over Callista as her skin began changing texture, becoming transparent, glossy, plastic-like. She reached for her breasts and moaned involuntarily when her fingers touched her nipples, now hardening into something artificial "Ahhhh! Stooop!" Her voice sounded thick, syrupy. Her breasts swelled, the skin transparent but the tissue beneath transforming to something bright red. Callista watched in horrified fascination as her nipples elongated, hardening into two dispensers. "What the fuuuuck? Unnngh!" The numbness spread from her legs upward. When she looked down, her lower body was merging, losing definition, becoming a solid base. The coldness intensified. Her internal temperature plummeted. The mushiness inside her solidified into something slushy, icy. Her arms lost mobility, fusing to her torso, which was now clearly a transparent container filled with bright red slush. "Facial features will frighten other homo sapiens," the woman stated clinically. She reached forward, pressing her palm against Callista's face. Callista tried to scream, but her mouth was smoothing over, erasing. Her features flattened until her face was nothing but a blank expanse of transparent plastic. "Perfect cooling unit. I hope you enjoy your new state." The woman stretched out beside the transformed Callista, now a human-shaped slushy dispenser with two prominent spouts where her nipples had been. Beachgoers noticed the new "refreshment stand" almost immediately. A young couple approached first. "Cool! Free slushies!" The man grabbed a paper cup from the stack beside her and positioned it under Callista's right breast-dispenser. When he pulled the lever, Callista felt part of herself flowing outward. The sensation was an indescribable part of her consciousness traveling with the bright red slush. She could feel the cup, then the man's hand, then his lips as he sipped her. "Fuuuuck that's good," he mumbled. His girlfriend tried next, positioning her cup under Callista's left breast. Another piece of Callista's awareness flowed out. She felt the girl's tongue lapping at her icy substance, tasted the sandwich she'd eaten earlier. Throughout the afternoon, beachgoers lined up. Each extraction sent Callista's consciousness briefly into their bodies, feeling their throats constrict as they swallowed her, experiencing their satisfaction before that fragment of awareness returned to her main form. One man placed his cup directly under the dispenser where her vagina resided at the moment. When he pulled that lever, Callista would have screamed if she could. The sensation was intensely erotic, her most intimate essence flowing into his mouth, feeling his tongue roll her around, his throat muscles working as he gulped her down. "Mmmmm," he groaned. "This one tastes different. Sweeter." By sunset, only a few drops of slush remained inside Callista's transparent container body. She felt depleted, violated, and strangely aroused pieces of her had been inside dozens of strangers. The beach emptied as darkness fell. The strange woman returne
