Shazera stood outside the adventurer's guild, looking a little nervous. She double checked her armor. She was fully covered, but not even her compressive bra could hide her absurd new assets. Her new cock wasn't as much of an issue as she would have thought. Ezra had been rather adept at tucking, but her balls were enormous, constantly rubbing against her thighs. She was pretty sure her armored leather skirt covered it up, but it still made her extremely self conscious. She glanced at her belt pouches. The magical bags were much bigger on the inside. Maybe she could whip up some magical lingerie later to store her assets.

Taking a deep breath, Shazera opened the front door and ducked inside. Sasha had always had trouble with doors, but now she had to crouch just to avoid hitting her head on the ceiling. She couldn't help but blush as she felt the stares of every adventurer hanging out in lobby as she waddled her way over to the receptionist.

Lindsey, the human receptionist was busy with paperwork, and didn't even notice the ten foot woman in front of her. Shazera let out an awkward cough, catching her attention. Lindsey's eyes went wide. "Sasha? I don't remember you being so... wait, is that you Sasha?"

Shazera sat down on the floor in front of the reception window. She smiled apologetically. "Um, not quite. Yesterday, um, Ezra decided to try out a risky ritual which would help her and Sasha work better together, and um..." Shazera meekly spread her arms and shrugged. "Well, you're looking at the result. We accidentally got merged into one being, mind, body, and soul."

Lindsey's eyes were wide as she intently examined the giantess's face. She did indeed appear to be a perfect blend of the two adventurers, including two different eye colors. "Incredible... and are you feeling alright? Are they still in there?"

Shazera looked pensively into her lap. "Yeah I'm... I'm doing okay. It's a very strange feeling. I don't feel like I'm either of them anymore. I have all their memories and knowledge... but I don't feel like two people. I just feel like... myself."

Lindsey looked contemplative for a second. "Well dear, I assume you want to sign up with the guild?"

Shazera looked confused. "What? Aren't I already a member?"

Lindsey giggled softly. "We currently have records for Sasha and Ezra, but none for you dear. I can probably transfer most of their rank and data to you, but new you, new file." Lindsey rifled through her desk and pulled out some paperwork. "Now, I can probably fill much of this out with data from your components, but I have a few questions for you. First and foremost, what is your new name?"

Shazera smiled. "It is Shazera. That's my new name."

Lindsey nodded. "Alright, now how about your race? Should I put you as mixed? I suppose that's mainly for people with mixed parentage, not literal fusions. How about just 'Giantess'?"

Shazera nodded. "Works for me."

---

After about twenty minutes of questions and clarifications, Shazera's paperwork was fully sorted out. Lindsey handed Shazera her new ID. "So, there is still one matter left. As you know, for the safety of all adventurers, we don't let members take jobs unless they have a partner or larger team. Any idea who you want to work with?"

Shazera was taken aback. She hadn't even considered that she only counted as one person now. "Um, no, not really. Sasha and Ezra were so close, they never considered working with anyone else."

Lindsey considered for a moment. "Tell you what. I know a girl who might be perfect for you. She's been having trouble finding a partner she can trust, but I think she would take a liking to you. She's a little prickly, but you two have a lot in common."

Shazera raised an eyebrow. "Who exactly are you talking about?"

Lindsey smiled. "Her name is Serlina."

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Shazera made her way over to the Ruddy Rat, a small tavern that Serlina was apparently staying at. As she carefully squeezed her way in the door, she could see everyone turn to look at the massive stranger. All except for a lone figure sitting at a table in the back.

Shazera carefully made her way over, practically crawling so as not to bump into anything. The figure looked up as Shazera approached. She was wearing a thick black overcoat, topped by a wide-brimmed purple witch's hat, leaving only a slit for her glowing orange eyes. Shazera couldn't help but notice how she was wearing leather gloves and heavy boots, clearly intent on hiding her appearance. The hat stood out, as not only did it seem to be made of a fancier material than the rest of the outfit, but was heavily bloodstained.

"Um, hello. Mind if I sit with you?"

The figure's eyes, mere pinpricks of light, betrayed no emotion. "I do mind, but you made a bee-line right to my table. You clearly sought me out specifically, so go ahead I guess. What business do you have with me?" The figure took another sip of her ale. Shazera found it odd that she was drinking alcohol with a straw. Perhaps to avoid revealing her mouth?

Shazera awkwardly moved the chair out of the way, and sat on the floor across from her. Despite the difference in sitting height, Shazera still had to look down a little. "So, my name is Shazera. I'm technically a new guild member, and Lindsey said you might be a good partner. You are Serlina, correct?"

Serlina stared at the giantess for a few long moments, examining her facial features. "Technically new, huh?" She took a long sip. "You don't look like any amazon I've ever met. Your eyes don't match each other. Is that related?"

Shazera took a deep breath, fiddling with her hands in her lap. "Yes, um, you see, I'm actually the result of two adventurers accidentally fusing, mind, body, and soul."

Serlina's eyes grew brighter and she leaned forward. "Are you serious? You're a fusion? You must tell me everything." Shazera visibly hesitated, blushing and tensing up. Serlina stood up and walked over to the giantess. She gently took her hand. "Please. I promise I won't judge. I need to know."

Shazera took a deep breath, and began explaining. "You see, it started about five days ago. Ezra proposed a spell called 'Gentle Sequester'..."

---

Serlina listened intently the whole time, only interrupting with clarifying questions. By the time Shazera finished, Serlina seemed to be visibly trembling. "Serlina... are you alright?"

Serlina raised her hands to her face and started sobbing. Unsure what to do, Shazera tried gently patting her back. It felt a little odd. Like the flesh under the coat was softer than normal. Serlina seemed to lean into her touch, and before long, she had collapsed into the giantess's lap, crying as the huge woman tried her best to comfort.

After a few minutes, Serlina finally got a hold of her self. She clung to her hat, pulling it over her eyes. "Sorry. It's been a long time since I've had reason to express emotions that strongly." She sighed heavily. "It's just... hearing your story..." Shazera could feel her tremble. "Sasha and Ezra... loved each other so much. And they made a choice. They chose to perform that ritual, despite the risks, and experienced the death of their individuality in ecstasy."

Shazera gently rubbed Serlina's shoulders. "I mean, if they had known what the outcome would be, they may have made a different choice. They just wanted to protect each other. Not... this."

Serlina timidly rose to her feet, returning to her chair. "But at least they made that choice. Together." Serlina hesitated. "I... did not get to make that choice."

Shazera gasped as Serlina carefully took off her right glove, revealing her condition. And then she started telling her story.

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It had been a crisp autumn day five years ago. Two adventurers were on the road, slowly making their way back to the city after a successful dungeon delve. The two were an odd pair. Leena was an elf, tall and lanky. Her black leather armor clearly marked her as a rogue of some persuasion, and the belt of daggers and hood obscuring her face clearly marked her as an assassin, her silver hair barely visible. Her partner was an orange slimegirl by the name of Seril. She wore a white robe and a little beret, making it obvious she was a white mage.

As they journeyed, it began to grow dark, so the two decided to make camp a little ways off the side of the road. They made a fire, and began preparing their dinner. They had been fortunate to be attacked by a dire boar a few days ago, supplementing their dry rations with fresh pork.

Their tummies happy, they set up the tent and bedroll. Normally, each adventurer was expected to carry a separate bedroll, but the two had grown quite close over the last few months of adventuring.

Once in the privacy of the tent, Leena smiled and began taking off her armor and clothes. Seril watched in anticipation, her amorphous body crawling out of her robe effortlessly. As the last articles of clothing fell, Seril practically pounced, glomping Leena down to the bedroll. Leena was a beautiful girl indeed. While her chest was flat, and she had no butt to speak of, her skin was pale and flawless, her hair long and silky, and her face soft and adorable.

Leena giggled as Seril spread her mass over her body. While slimes were able to envelop and digest prey, this only occurred when within the outer membrane. As it was, Seril was simply lying on top and around her like a soft gelatinous blanket. Leena closed her eyes and relaxed as Seril's membrane gently massaged her whole body, feeding on all the dirt and sweat coating it.

Leena only opened her eyes once Seril moved on to the next step. Leena moaned quietly as Seril began probing her vagina and anus. Soon, she began extending pseudopods inside, gently fucking her lover. This went on for a while. The two very much enjoyed taking it slow. Leena finally let out a small sharp yelp as her pussy trembled in climax. Seril eagerly absorbed the fluids produced, then finally withdrew from her body, assuming her more humanoid appearance. She then crawled next to her, and the two fell asleep, very content.

---

Later that night, the two suddenly woke up to the sound of footsteps surrounding their camp. Before they could jump into action, their tent suddenly lifted into the air, shaking violently before spewing the girls and their belongings into a crumpled heap on the dirt.

Leena shakily looked up, trying to right herself without hurting Seril. Her eyes widened as she saw a trio of bandits surrounding them. Two appeared to be lanky men, wearing the usual patchwork armor worn by such lowlifes. But the third was a tall imposing black-haired woman, wearing a tight-fitting purple outfit, topped by a wide-brimmed witch's hat. Leena trembled. She immediately recognized the woman whose face was on wanted posters across the kingdom. Magnolia, an aspiring bandit queen and skilled sorceress.

"What do we have here? A shameless little elf, and her slimy little toy." Seril tried to pounce at her, only for Magnolia to flick her wand, freezing the slime in place. "Not so fast. Do you really think you can hurt me?" She giggled as she flicked her wand again. Leena could feel her mouth clamp shut, preventing her from talking. Or screaming.

Magnolia snapped her fingers. The two men stepped forward, grabbing their bags, then stepping back to examine their contents. While her lackey's handled the loot, Magnolia began pacing around the helpless girls. "So, what to do with you two?" A devilish grin spread across her face. "Oh yes, I know. I think I'll make you squirm for my enjoyment."

With another flick, the two girls found themselves suspended in the air. A shimmering sphere of solid energy formed around them. With a thud, the telekinesis stopped, and the two landed hard in the bottom of their spherical prison. Seril immediately tried blasting the cage with a holy spell, but it fizzled against the hard light ineffectually.

Magnolia smiled as she watched the pair struggle to escape. With another snap, she called one of her lackeys over. With a practiced motion, the femboy got on all fours, allowing her to sit on his back, relaxing as she enjoyed her show.

With all efforts failing, the girls desperately clung to each other for comfort. Magnolia tsked, apparently not amused by the girls saying their desperate goodbyes to each other. "What's wrong? Cage too comfy for you? That won't be a problem for long." With a bloodcurdling sneer, she flicked her wand again, and much to the girls' horror, the force cage began to shrink.

Leena desperately forced her arms and legs out, trying to brace the shrinking walls, but to no avail. A sickening crack could be heard as the bones in her arm shattered. Seril quickly mended the injury with her magic, but the two began to be pressed closer and closer together. Leena was forced into a fetal position as Seril's amorphous form attempted to fit into the leftover space.

With a sickening glorp, Leena suddenly felt her feet being forced somewhere very sticky. Seril began to panic. The sheer pressure was forcing her lover through her membrane. Both girls tried their best to keep apart, but soon there was no room left, and Leena was fully enveloped by Seril's gelatinous mass. The elf screamed as her lungs were filled with tingling goo.

Magnolia, amused, flicked her wand, halting the shrinking of the cage. She watched as Leena thrashed in pain, dying by the hand of her unwilling lover.

Seril could feel her acidic ooze burning away Leena's skin. There was just enough wiggle room for her to cast spells. First, a quick water breathing spell to keep Leena from drowning, then a healing spell to repair the acid burns.

It was a long, agonizing process. Seril, desperate to save her lover, kept healing her, but her own body functions were only ramping up, soon outpacing the rate at which she could heal. Seril could feel the life leaving Leena, as her struggles grew weaker. In desperation, she began casting revivify. She kept casting. And casting. Even as Leena's flesh dissolved, leaving only bones behind.

Once Leena's long suffering ended, Magnolia grew bored, and resumed the compression. Seril could feel her organelles bursting as the pressure intensified. Even as her consciousness faded, she kept desperately trying to bring some semblance of life to Leena's bones, even as the orange slime permeated them.

With a sudden pop, the cage vanished, causing the ooze soaked bones to splash to the ground, the life having left the slime around them, seeping into the uncaring soil.

Magnolia smiled. With a flick of her wand, the bones, still connected by stringy ligaments, curled themselves into a neat pile. She then stood up and stretched. "Well, that was fun. What do you say boys, want to humiliate them post mortem?"

Her servants eagerly nodded, and began pulling down their pants. They squatted, and began defecating, covering the bones in their putrid shit. Then Magnolia did the same, her scat being more plentiful and rich than her twiggy boy toys. They then followed it up by urinating all over the large pile of bones and scat. "Gods, they don't make adventurers like they used to, do they boys?" The three laughed and got ready to camp for the night at the now abandoned camp site.

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Later that night, something stirred. It couldn't see anything, only darkness. But it could taste something. Something vile. No, something tasty? This wasn't an odd taste, she had tasted every day for a while, ever since Leena let Seril eat her waste. Wait, no. She was the one excreting the waste... right? Her head swam with confusion as she tried to recall what had happened. Right, hadn't she died? She remembered dying twice, but she seemed to be alive right now.

Her confusion was put on hold as another feeling overwhelmed her. Hunger. And she was covered in a veritable feast right now. She wanted to reach out and engulf the waste, but she felt oddly rigid. Or did she feel oddly soft? Either way, she couldn't move. She had to make do with slowly dissolving the scat and absorbing it.

Slowly, moonlight began to filter in as the pile shrank, and her form was uncovered. With what meager energy she had gotten from the waste, she began trying to get up. It took some effort, but she managed to untangle herself and sit up. She looked at her hand in horror. He hand was skeletal, loosely held together by slowly regenerating ligaments and ooze. She could feel the slime permeating her skeleton, having replaced what used to be her marrow.

She carefully flexed her fingers. Her bones were dark orange, and more rubbery than before. As she examined her bony body, she began to realize what happened. The slime that seeped into the skeleton survived the crushing, and the healing magic kept Leena's soul from departing. Seril attempted to revive Leena when their bodies and souls were occupying the same space, causing them to be made one.

Before she could even begin to mourn, she suddenly felt an intense pang of hunger. She looked around. She had already absorbed all the waste, but maybe the bandits had left some of the pork behind?

Then she saw them. A short distance away, Magnolia and her lackeys were sleeping soundly in their own bedrolls. The skeletal girl would smile if she could. With the practiced silence of an assassin, she crept over to where the bandits had left their bags. After a little searching she found it. Leena's favorite dagger.

With the cold determination of a predator driven by instinct, she crept over to the first lackey, and slit his throat, killing him silently. She began guzzling down his blood, using it to fuel her regeneration. Slowly, her bones began producing ooze, coating her skeleton in a thin layer of slime.

Once he was drained, she lay on top of him, allowing her meager amount of slime to begin dissolving his flesh. She savored his flavor, feeling more satisfied than she had been in either previous lifetime. Soon, nothing was left but his bones, which unlike her, were very much dead. She examined herself. Her form was fleshing out nicely. While her skeletal core meant she was restrained to a humanoid form, the slime was quickly filling out her former mass.

Another pang of hunger hit her, and she crept over to the other lackey, repeating the process. But her hunger still wasn't satisfied. She crawled over to Magnolia. The overconfident bitch apparently slept in the nude. She wanted so badly to violate her sexy body, but her hunger and fear of magical retaliation put a stop to those thoughts.

With a thrust of the dagger, she pierced the bandit queen's heart. Then she thrust it again. And again. Her pent up fury getting blood everywhere as she repeatedly stabbed the bitch who killed them. Finally, she collapsed on Magnolia's ruined corpse, absorbing her blood and flesh. She quickly fell asleep as her new body processed the excess of nutrients.

---

She woke up to the mid-morning sun shining over the campsite. She felt like she had a hangover across her whole body. As she tried to clear her head, she noticed her hands. A translucent orange membrane instead of skin, with slimy 'flesh' covering her flexible bones.

The memory of last night's events came flooding back. The pain. The loss. The way she had... lost control and cannibalized those bandits. She wanted to curl into a ball and die. She'd lost the love of her life (twice, if one counted both sets of memory). She'd lost all sense of dignity. She was a monster who shouldn't be alive.

It took a while for her to calm down. She began scavenging what she could from the bandit's belongings. Leena's clothes were a little too small for her now, so she ended wearing Magnolia's questionable outfit. She would have to find something more suitable soon.

She stared down at the hat. Magnolia's hat had been sitting next to her bedroll, and had gotten absolutely soaked in blood, which had dried overnight. She carefully picked it up, and clutched it to her chest. This would be her memento. A reminder of what happened, and reminder not to succumb to such urges again.

She slipped the hat on. It fit her new head perfectly. She packed up all of Leena and Seril's belongings, along with what she wanted from the bandits, and slowly made her way back to town.

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Tears were welling in Shazera's eyes as Serlina finished her story. "So, yeah. That's about it. I've been kinda coasting the last few years. It's been hard for me to stay motivated when nothing compares to the love I once had."

Serlina gingerly took her hat off, revealing her face to Shazera. It was much like any other face, but composed of orange slime. Through the transparent ooze, a dark colored skull could be seen, pinpricks of light in its sockets. "Do you really think a monster like me deserves anything-"

Serlina was interrupted by Shazera suddenly grabbing her, and pulling her into a tight hug. For a moment she struggled, but soon she began reciprocating. They simply embraced each other for a few minutes. Shazera finally let go, and put her huge hand on Serlina's shoulder. "You don't have to worry anymore. I know what you've been through, and if you ever want to talk about it more, I'm happy to support you."

Serlina sniffled. "Yeah. That sounds nice." Shazera couldn't tell exactly what she was feeling, as her eyes still betrayed no emotion, but she could swear she could see Serlina smiling.

Shazera tenderly picked the hat off the floor and plopped it back on Serlina's head. "So, what do you say? Want to head over to the guild and sign up as partners?"

Serlina timidly followed as the giantess began crawling towards the exit. "Yeah. I think I'd like that." She'd been wallowing in the past. But maybe, she just needed to look towards the future.