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Last weekend you were on the lamb. Today you’re crashing with an influencer.

The military recently granted you a unique ability through a bionic implant in your arm. Not only can you fuse one person into another, you can also absorb others to gain their appearance. You hid in the body of Ellie the Empress all week as you fled from one end of the country to Orlando. Her friends immediately noticed your deception but they gave you a break after releasing her. Ellie returned well-rested and offered to let you stay at her place in exchange for taking her place in late night livestreams.

There’s a way to go before you’re used to your new arrangement. You lived out of a barracks not too long ago. Now you practically have half a million-dollar house to yourself. You don’t remember the last time you had time to lay in bed all morning. You don’t know what to do in the morning. You’re in no immediate danger of being arrested so it’s just sinking in that your life is over. You never knew living with one of your favorite baddies could feel this hollow.

A gentle knock pulls you out of your malaise, it’s Ellie, “Are you up? I’m starting a livestream for Valentine’s Day, you should watch.”

The mention of Valentine’s Day reminds you of the date you had tonight. “I’ll be out in a minute,” you sigh.

You crawl across the floor to throw on the clothes you wore yesterday piece by piece. Ellie gave you some sweats left behind by an ex. The pants are pretty tight and you’re not exactly shapely. Either her ex was a scrawny dude or a chick. You obviously aren’t one to judge, given what you do for room and board these days. Pretty soon you’ll be learning how to beguile a predominantly male audience; studying at the feet of a master. You don’t even dig feet.

Decent for the day, you emerge from your (admittedly cushy) hovel. Sunlight floods inside from the windows. It’s a beautiful (admittedly humid) day outside. You can’t risk being seen on the street, but visiting the backyard won’t kill you. You steel yourself before heading to Ellie’s room. Ellie sits at a desk across from her bed. Her s-shaped body makes the chair look good, her back is perfectly straight despite supporting the weight of her massive breasts.

You know from recent experience the composure required to keep them from rubbing into tables or steering wheels. Avoiding excessive sudden movements is also a must. Being a big titted babe demands pretty deliberate movements with or without the support of a reliable bra. Especially since holding them up in public is frowned upon. You can see why Ellie wants to get out of doing some livestreams herself. Your back’s already a little sore thinking about it.

Ellie turns to you with a smile, “I’m almost ready. You can just sit outside of the shot.”

You give her a thumbs up before bringing a chair to the door. Ellie turns back to the screen to do her intro. She’s naturally received with an applause of dono sounds. You’re no stranger to these streams, it’s just weird seeing them from a different angle. It feels like you’re the sole guest in a live studio audience. You expect to see an applause sign any minute now. At least you get to watch Ellie in profile. The eyecandy alone is almost enough to settle your nerves. You only need to stay quiet until the stream ends.

Ellie gets up to stretch a couple hours into the stream. She promises she’ll be back in a few minutes and mutes her mike. You get up to move your chair out of her way. She holds up her hand expectantly. “Time to tap in.”

“Already?”

“I’ve got to keep you on your toes,” Ellie says. “Keep this stream going at least thirty more minutes. Then you can hold onto my body until after the stream tomorrow night.”

You transmute into Ellie the instant you tap in. You’re wearing the same skirt and matching low cut top. The neckline is quite open, your grandma would’ve called that a problem. Today it’s a solution. You stand in place playing with your long hair nervously. Your chest is noticeably heavy when you take a deep breath. There’s no use standing around doing nothing. You’ll finish the stream then relax outside.

You announce your return on Ellie’s behalf, “I’m back, guys! I’ve gotta go soon, but I’m all yours for the next half hour” You sit down a little too fast, not that the chat minds a little jiggle physics.

-

Thirty minutes don’t pass nearly quick enough. You wonder if Ellie knows her sighs are literally heavier than yours. She’s got to be a lot more used to the weight of her own assets. No wonder she told you to spend the next couple days like this. Just as well, at least you can go into town incognito. First you decide to savor the luxurious backyard in some much needed peace and quiet. No harm in trying on some bikinis before you start sunbathing.

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Last weekend you were on the lamb. Today you’re crashing with an influencer.

The military recently granted you a unique ability through a bionic implant in your arm. Not only can you fuse one person into another, you can also absorb others to gain their appearance. You hid in the body of Ellie the Empress all week as you fled from one end of the country to Orlando. Her friends immediately noticed your deception but they gave you a break after releasing her. Ellie returned well-rested and offered to let you stay at her place in exchange for taking her place in late night livestreams.

There’s a way to go before you’re used to your new arrangement. You lived out of a barracks not too long ago. Now you practically have half a million-dollar house to yourself. You don’t remember the last time you had time to lay in bed all morning. You don’t know what to do in the morning. You’re in no immediate danger of being arrested so it’s just sinking in that your life is over. You never knew living with one of your favorite baddies could feel this hollow.

A gentle knock pulls you out of your malaise, it’s Ellie, “Are you up? I’m starting a livestream for Valentine’s Day, you should watch.”

The mention of Valentine’s Day reminds you of the date you had tonight. “I’ll be out in a minute,” you sigh.

You crawl across the floor to throw on the clothes you wore yesterday piece by piece. Ellie gave you some sweats left behind by an ex. The pants are pretty tight and you’re not exactly shapely. Either her ex was a scrawny dude or a chick. You obviously aren’t one to judge, given what you do for room and board these days. Pretty soon you’ll be learning how to beguile a predominantly male audience; studying at the feet of a master. You don’t even dig feet.

Decent for the day, you emerge from your (admittedly cushy) hovel. Sunlight floods inside from the windows. It’s a beautiful (admittedly humid) day outside. You can’t risk being seen on the street, but visiting the backyard won’t kill you. You steel yourself before heading to Ellie’s room. Ellie sits at a desk across from her bed. Her s-shaped body makes the chair look good, her back is perfectly straight despite supporting the weight of her massive breasts.

You know from recent experience the composure required to keep them from rubbing into tables or steering wheels. Avoiding excessive sudden movements is also a must. Being a big titted babe demands pretty deliberate movements with or without the support of a reliable bra. Especially since holding them up in public is frowned upon. You can see why Ellie wants to get out of doing some livestreams herself. Your back’s already a little sore thinking about it.

Ellie turns to you with a smile, “I’m almost ready. You can just sit outside of the shot.”

You give her a thumbs up before bringing a chair to the door. Ellie turns back to the screen to do her intro. She’s naturally received with an applause of dono sounds. You’re no stranger to these streams, it’s just weird seeing them from a different angle. It feels like you’re the sole guest in a live studio audience. You expect to see an applause sign any minute now. At least you get to watch Ellie in profile. The eyecandy alone is almost enough to settle your nerves. You only need to stay quiet until the stream ends.

Ellie gets up to stretch a couple hours into the stream. She promises she’ll be back in a few minutes and mutes her mike. You get up to move your chair out of her way. She holds up her hand expectantly. “Time to tap in.”

“Already?”

“I’ve got to keep you on your toes,” Ellie says. “Keep this stream going at least thirty more minutes. Then you can hold onto my body until after the stream tomorrow night.”

You transmute into Ellie the instant you tap in. You’re wearing the same skirt and matching low cut top. The neckline is quite open, your grandma would’ve called that a problem. Today it’s a solution. You stand in place playing with your long hair nervously. Your chest is noticeably heavy when you take a deep breath. There’s no use standing around doing nothing. You’ll finish the stream then relax outside.

You announce your return on Ellie’s behalf, “I’m back, guys! I’ve gotta go soon, but I’m all yours for the next half hour” You sit down a little too fast, not that the chat minds a little jiggle physics.

-

Thirty minutes don’t pass nearly quick enough. You wonder if Ellie knows her sighs are literally heavier than yours. She’s got to be a lot more used to the weight of her own assets. No wonder she told you to spend the next couple days like this. Just as well, at least you can go into town incognito. First you decide to savor the luxurious backyard in some much needed peace and quiet. No harm in trying on some bikinis before you start sunbathing.