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I didn't draw the picture used for the story as it was made using Novel AI, with me only doing the writing for the post. This is Iris's fifth story and her first absorption story, with the story being written from the victim's POV and in first person. This was a very weird story to write in all honesty, I wanted to take certain elements from Cost of Affection (which this story is partially connected to btw) and flip them on their head, so to speak. The stories themselves are essentially opposites with the POV's and the cause of the absorption essentially being the opposite. I loved writing that story as I hadn't exactly tried anything similar to it as far as motive and that was the main reason behind this one's creation and writing. It also is somewhat fitting as Iris and Valencia are twins and I somewhat thought it could be interesting to make Iris's first abs story similar to one of her sister's stories. Final notes, the next story will be very weird as far as story type and I'm hopeful it will go well when it goes live this Friday as the character involved in her first of that type of story and is uncommon to be used as the character only has three stories if I'm remembering correctly. Regardless, I hope you'll have a great week and I'll see you'll next post.
Connection Story- Cost of Affection (Absorption, Story in Desc.)
Story-
  I rejected her, and part of me regretted this decision of mine as at least part of me cared for her deeply; however, I was always captivated by my other childhood friend. The one I rejected on this basis was someone who I was very close to as we had known each other for many years as our friendship developed; however, I held no love for this person. As I mentioned already, I held feelings for my other very close friend, and I knew she felt similarly to me as we had gone to the university, and I heard through the grapevine that she was planning on confessing sometime soon. However, this wouldn't end up happening due to a funny mistake on my part.
    The one I rejected, Iris, who also went to the same university as me, she had become somewhat desperate for my affection and was increasingly sticking around me even though she knew I didn't exactly like this; however, I never told her to leave me alone as she was still important to me. She had told me previously that even though I rejected her, she would still remain someone important to her, and I felt this was alright as it still fulfilled my desire to remain her friend. However, this seemed to change for her as she eventually invited me to go somewhere with her over the weekend as she knew I didn't have anything planned for the weekend, and presumably she didn't either. Regardless, I agreed as this would allow me to see what she wanted from me, and part of me wanted to end things with her to make it clear to Iris that we would never be anything more than childhood friends.

    Part of me should have expected things not to go the way I had wanted them even when I woke up in the morning; however, I was idiotic and too trusting of others, which I was always told would inevitably be my undoing. Iris is my loving childhood friend; she would never do something to betray the trust I put in her all those years ago, I thought as I woke up bright and early in the morning. I assumed something might happen as a result of today, though I wasn't sure what this might entail or if anything might happen at all. This caused me to feel a bit hesitant to go out today with her as we had planned, as part of me was afraid of what she might do; however, I still thought it would be fine and that Iris wouldn't do anything to me.

    I spent the majority of the morning deciding on what to do in the event that something could occur; however, I had no luck at coming up with anything as I felt like everything I thought about eventually came to a dead end. It made me consider any idea I would come up with would be fruitless, and part of me was terrified by this as it also felt like I had no plan of action; however, in the end, I felt like it was also unnecessary as I still felt like Iris wouldn't do anything to me. as I finished the fruitless endeavor of thinking of a plan, though I failed to notice my mother had been calling me downstairs for the morning breakfast and she seemed annoyed when I saw her and she apparently was calling me for around five minutes before I finally noticed her calling me.

    However, as I sat down, I saw something I really didn't want to see at the moment as I failed to notice my mother tell me we had a guest. Iris was right next to me eating breakfast; she told me, "Good morning, it took you long enough."

    "Why are you here this early?" I asked before I continued, "We weren't supposed to meet for another couple of hours."

    "I was bored, and I knew your mother wouldn't care if I showed up," Iris stated in between bites of food.

    I didn't respond to this as I felt it was a pointless thing to do as she was quite stubborn once she made up her mind about something and to be fair, this morning hadn't been too terrible, so her being here didn't do too much. I noted as we ate breakfast that Iris looked dressed up, and her outfit looked lovely on her, though it was somewhat surprising to see her wear a dress of any kind given she usually didn't; however, there was a high possibility she had gotten it from her older almost identical twin sister, Valencia. As far as the outfit Iris was wearing, it was a primarily orange, off-shoulder, revealing dress with a purple bow of sorts on the black section near her somewhat large chest; however, something about her outfit felt off, though I wasn't exactly sure what it was that was causing this feeling of mine.

    Regardless of the feelings involved as we continued to eat breakfast, I noted her appearance today was exceptional, with her outfit emphasizing her curvy and beautiful feminine figure quite well. I'm honestly surprised at how well she looks in the dress adorning her body, mainly for the aforementioned unusual clothing choice, but also for the fact I had that even when Iris chose to wear revealing clothing, it was more controlled, so to speak. Not to say Iris never looked beautiful; it was mostly the surprise factor that got attention in the morning. She wasn't oblivious to the quick glances I was giving her, and she smiled at me a few times while she also moved her arms under her breasts, which caused her chest to be emphasized even further.

    To be honest, I enjoyed this, though I could tell she was as well as one of the main things Iris wanted was my affections, and part of me seemed to want to give her what she wanted if she was going to go to such lengths to get it; however, I ended up telling myself that this wasn't what I wanted and later I would tell her how I felt about the current situation. However, all of that would have to wait till later, though from the looks of it, neither of us would have to wait long as it was decided that we would go out earlier than what was initially planned, given the fact that Iris was here already with me only having to get ready to leave. This wouldn't take too long, I guess, as I only took about half a minute to get ready and take a shower.

    Once I had gotten ready, Iris and I left my mother's house, and we walked for quite a while until we reached a brick wall with some moss on it. Our current location was near a somewhat large park near a more secluded side of it; I probably should have found this weird, though I didn't even as I noticed Iris turn around. Iris gently placed one of her hands onto a brick wall jutting out of the much larger wall near us; she then leaned forward after placing her other hand on her skirt. Iris then giggled as she noticed me looking at her chest, and then we began to have a short conversation.

    I enjoyed this conversation as it felt like I was finally able to tell her exactly how I felt, and she seemed to accept this; however, maybe this wasn't exactly the case as after the majority of the conversation was said, she asked me the same question she asked me previously. Iris asked me once again if I would date her; apparently, I hadn't gotten my point across before that I had feelings for someone else, and I refused her once again for this reason. Part of me still wanted to accept her feelings as they were undoubtedly genuine based on her confessions and efforts to win me over till now; however, my feelings for my other friend stood in the way of this. However, things wouldn't end up going my way as I had unknowingly stepped forward a little bit right into a not-so-insignificant pebble on the brick path we had taken on our way here.

    This caused me to trip and begin to fall forward; however, as I fell, I didn't see brick. I ended up seeing a surface of creamy skin as I hit the sight in my vision, and I also ended up feeling the incredibly soft surface and hearing Iris make an oof sound as I landed on her soft cleavage; however, oddly, I had bounced even a little off the soft surface, but instead, I felt like I was sticking to it like an adhesive of some kind. I also began to hear a sucking noise of some kind as I also heard Iris giggle once again as she also stated, "You rejected my love; however, you're about to find out what the effects of your rejection will bring you."

    I wanted to say something to her in response to this; however, I quickly found out I couldn't speak at all, though I wasn't sure why this was the case. The only thing I knew was my face was on her breasts after I had fallen, and she moved to catch me; there was also the fact that I couldn't do anything as I saw my vision get more and more obscured by the breasts in front of me. I felt her touch my head as she gently caressed it, and as she did this, I could tell my situation was worsening as my vision continued to be obscured by the lovely but also somewhat terrifying sight in front of me until my eyes began to appear with "cracks."

    This crocking of my eyes continued for quite a while until the so-called cracks reached the center of my eyes, and then my vision broke, I suppose. My entire vision went dark, leaving me to see only darkness; I was initially shocked by this. However, I then felt an extreme wave of contentedness and some partial enjoyment at what was happening to me. I was oddly fine with my vision going away, and even though I couldn't see anymore, I could kind of tell what was going on. I was becoming an integral part of my childhood friend's luscious breasts, and part of me seemed to be glad that this was what was happening; I would forever be by the side of the person who held affection for me. However, the other part of me wanted my life to go back to the way it was, though this was also weakening by the second as the absorption process started for real.

    I could hear the sucking sound getting louder and louder as my existence fell into the space it would occupy by the end of the process. The feelings about what was happening seemed to aid in the process quite a bit as the process was quite fast-acting for the first minute or so, as around fifteen percent of my body was absorbed into Iris's chest before it was converted to soft feminine fat. I was surprisingly able to slow the process down as my mental bottle of what I wanted began to go in full force. As my mind fought over my fate, I could feel the process speed up or slow down in correspondence to which side of myself was winning in the moment. At least currently, the part of myself that wanted to become the soft bosom was winning; however, there was still quite a bit of resistance to this by the part of me that wanted to keep my humanity intact.

    However, things would change for the worse for me as I began to hear Iris's thoughts; she was thinking, I see you're resisting becoming a part of my ample breasts; this resistance to the inevitable is adorable. I wonder how long it will take you to fall, for your futile resistance to finish, and for you to take your new place within my body. I wanted to feel abhorred by her thoughts; however, as the percentage of my body on the outside decreased, I found myself unable to find displeasure or discontent with her actions as my memories began to shift a little bit, and I began to think to the person who was becoming my "master."

    I want... to be here... with you. No...I... want... my humanity... back, I thought to her as the percent of absorption reached thirty percent after about a few minutes total, denoting the resistance I was feeling to the process determining my fate. Iris found this funny as she giggled at my broken thoughts before I felt her again begin to touch my form, which was still on the outside of the space I currently found myself in. Do you enjoy this touch I'm giving you? If you let the process take over, you'll get this whenever you want, Iris thought to me while the process continued moving forward.

          I...love...the...feeling...of...your...touch, I thought as she continued to caress the part of my body in contact with her chest. This had the benefit of causing the process to accelerate slightly as the part of me wanting to be with Iris slowly began to win the war in my mind. I wanted to continue to resist her; however, as the seconds and then minutes ticked by, I found myself increasingly unable to do so, and she appeared to be enjoying every second of it as she giggled every once in a while as my thoughts became even more broken than they did before. I see the process is moving along smoothly; it won't be long now until I get what I desire from my lovely friend. Are you enjoying this as much as I am? She asked me via her thoughts.

    Yes...I...am...I...want...this...to...continue..., I think to her as I began to feel a bit sleepy; however, I didn't know entirely why this was at the time. As the process continued to progress toward the conclusion, I found this tiredness I was feeling slowly increasing; Iris knew about this fact and continued to think to me and giggled at my responses. However, her giggling wasn't loud enough to alarm anyone; it also helped the fact that we were still located in a more secluded part of the area, so it wouldn't cause any suspicion from others if they heard her. I could tell my time was almost up as a human by this point, with only around forty percent of my body remaining on the outside and the fact that my resistance to the process was still on the decline with the part of my existence wanting this continuing to become stronger and more significant.

    This wasn't helped by the fact that my thoughts continued to be the way they had been for a while as Iris and I continued to communicate via our thoughts. They were quite simple, all things considered, and I could tell somewhere inside my mind her title was slowly switching to what it was going to be when all of this was over. She would become my master, the one I put my faith in like I had done all those years ago; she would never hurt me in the soft form I would find myself in soon. I decided to discard any unnecessary feelings and emotions as well as my other senses, except the most important one, which was my sense of touch.

    To be fair, most of the things I ended up discarding were already either gone, in the case of my eyesight, or deteriorating, like my other senses and all of my negative feelings about what was happening as well as the feelings of love I had for my other friend as they wouldn’t be important with my new form and self coming to completion within Iris’s breasts. This, weirdly enough, left me feeling fulfilled, and this increased even further as I felt the process reach a decent progress of around eighty percent completion and when I felt the feelings, senses, and emotions leave my changing self as they wouldn't be required with my new soft self appearing to form inside my master. It's...almost...done...my...master...and...I... are...almost...one, I thought as the process continued progressing.

    Like before, I heard a giggle from Iris as she began to think, indeed, you're almost safe within my bountiful bosom; it won't be long now until your rejection of my affections bears fruit. I didn't exactly understand what she meant by this as my memories didn't include anything along those lines; however, I could still remember that Iris was important to me, though the reasoning behind the current circumstances and the events leading up to this eluded me. Part of me wanted to know exactly what she had meant by my rejecting her as this felt like it was essential to know; however, this was shot down by my mind, which seemed to be reaching the conclusion of the war that had been started not too long ago as the resistance to my master's desires was decreasing at a substantial rate, with my acceptance of the process and the results of it doing the opposite.

    This increasing and decreasing of respective parts continued until I could no longer feel my former body on the outside of the space I now occupy. The resistance I had felt previously was no more as it was turned entirely into acceptance, contentedness, and joy as I was now one within the existence known as my master and friend. I could tell she was happy with this, as she caressed my soft and lovely self again as she began to think. They increased in size a little bit and became even softer, though I might have to buy more fitting clothing for my larger bosom; however, this can wait for now. How are you feeling, my most beautiful and lovely breasts? She thought to me as her voice wiped away any tiredness I had felt up to that point.

    I...feel...nice...master's...touch...and...voice...are...nice..., I thought back as her gentle touch continued for a little bit longer before she decided enough was enough and began to move forward with me bouncing a little bit with each step she took. I could tell where we were going, though it's not like that mattered to me. I was safe within my new soft self, forever within the range of the gentle touch of my master, and I was also by her side as I had desired as the process moved along to the point it was at now. I knew my master was as happy about this situation as I was, though maybe a bit more, given her previous thoughts; I had rejected her, and I was now facing the effects of those rejections. However, I couldn't care less about those as long as I remained in my current self, and my master was happy with me remaining within her as we continued to move through our lives as one.

Description
Picture Link- www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/1121…
PDF Version- Effect of Rejection
I didn't draw the picture used for the story as it was made using Novel AI, with me only doing the writing for the post. This is Iris's fifth story and her first absorption story, with the story being written from the victim's POV and in first person. This was a very weird story to write in all honesty, I wanted to take certain elements from Cost of Affection (which this story is partially connected to btw) and flip them on their head, so to speak. The stories themselves are essentially opposites with the POV's and the cause of the absorption essentially being the opposite. I loved writing that story as I hadn't exactly tried anything similar to it as far as motive and that was the main reason behind this one's creation and writing. It also is somewhat fitting as Iris and Valencia are twins and I somewhat thought it could be interesting to make Iris's first abs story similar to one of her sister's stories. Final notes, the next story will be very weird as far as story type and I'm hopeful it will go well when it goes live this Friday as the character involved in her first of that type of story and is uncommon to be used as the character only has three stories if I'm remembering correctly. Regardless, I hope you'll have a great week and I'll see you'll next post.
Connection Story- Cost of Affection (Absorption, Story in Desc.)
Story-
  I rejected her, and part of me regretted this decision of mine as at least part of me cared for her deeply; however, I was always captivated by my other childhood friend. The one I rejected on this basis was someone who I was very close to as we had known each other for many years as our friendship developed; however, I held no love for this person. As I mentioned already, I held feelings for my other very close friend, and I knew she felt similarly to me as we had gone to the university, and I heard through the grapevine that she was planning on confessing sometime soon. However, this wouldn't end up happening due to a funny mistake on my part.
    The one I rejected, Iris, who also went to the same university as me, she had become somewhat desperate for my affection and was increasingly sticking around me even though she knew I didn't exactly like this; however, I never told her to leave me alone as she was still important to me. She had told me previously that even though I rejected her, she would still remain someone important to her, and I felt this was alright as it still fulfilled my desire to remain her friend. However, this seemed to change for her as she eventually invited me to go somewhere with her over the weekend as she knew I didn't have anything planned for the weekend, and presumably she didn't either. Regardless, I agreed as this would allow me to see what she wanted from me, and part of me wanted to end things with her to make it clear to Iris that we would never be anything more than childhood friends.

    Part of me should have expected things not to go the way I had wanted them even when I woke up in the morning; however, I was idiotic and too trusting of others, which I was always told would inevitably be my undoing. Iris is my loving childhood friend; she would never do something to betray the trust I put in her all those years ago, I thought as I woke up bright and early in the morning. I assumed something might happen as a result of today, though I wasn't sure what this might entail or if anything might happen at all. This caused me to feel a bit hesitant to go out today with her as we had planned, as part of me was afraid of what she might do; however, I still thought it would be fine and that Iris wouldn't do anything to me.

    I spent the majority of the morning deciding on what to do in the event that something could occur; however, I had no luck at coming up with anything as I felt like everything I thought about eventually came to a dead end. It made me consider any idea I would come up with would be fruitless, and part of me was terrified by this as it also felt like I had no plan of action; however, in the end, I felt like it was also unnecessary as I still felt like Iris wouldn't do anything to me. as I finished the fruitless endeavor of thinking of a plan, though I failed to notice my mother had been calling me downstairs for the morning breakfast and she seemed annoyed when I saw her and she apparently was calling me for around five minutes before I finally noticed her calling me.

    However, as I sat down, I saw something I really didn't want to see at the moment as I failed to notice my mother tell me we had a guest. Iris was right next to me eating breakfast; she told me, "Good morning, it took you long enough."

    "Why are you here this early?" I asked before I continued, "We weren't supposed to meet for another couple of hours."

    "I was bored, and I knew your mother wouldn't care if I showed up," Iris stated in between bites of food.

    I didn't respond to this as I felt it was a pointless thing to do as she was quite stubborn once she made up her mind about something and to be fair, this morning hadn't been too terrible, so her being here didn't do too much. I noted as we ate breakfast that Iris looked dressed up, and her outfit looked lovely on her, though it was somewhat surprising to see her wear a dress of any kind given she usually didn't; however, there was a high possibility she had gotten it from her older almost identical twin sister, Valencia. As far as the outfit Iris was wearing, it was a primarily orange, off-shoulder, revealing dress with a purple bow of sorts on the black section near her somewhat large chest; however, something about her outfit felt off, though I wasn't exactly sure what it was that was causing this feeling of mine.

    Regardless of the feelings involved as we continued to eat breakfast, I noted her appearance today was exceptional, with her outfit emphasizing her curvy and beautiful feminine figure quite well. I'm honestly surprised at how well she looks in the dress adorning her body, mainly for the aforementioned unusual clothing choice, but also for the fact I had that even when Iris chose to wear revealing clothing, it was more controlled, so to speak. Not to say Iris never looked beautiful; it was mostly the surprise factor that got attention in the morning. She wasn't oblivious to the quick glances I was giving her, and she smiled at me a few times while she also moved her arms under her breasts, which caused her chest to be emphasized even further.

    To be honest, I enjoyed this, though I could tell she was as well as one of the main things Iris wanted was my affections, and part of me seemed to want to give her what she wanted if she was going to go to such lengths to get it; however, I ended up telling myself that this wasn't what I wanted and later I would tell her how I felt about the current situation. However, all of that would have to wait till later, though from the looks of it, neither of us would have to wait long as it was decided that we would go out earlier than what was initially planned, given the fact that Iris was here already with me only having to get ready to leave. This wouldn't take too long, I guess, as I only took about half a minute to get ready and take a shower.

    Once I had gotten ready, Iris and I left my mother's house, and we walked for quite a while until we reached a brick wall with some moss on it. Our current location was near a somewhat large park near a more secluded side of it; I probably should have found this weird, though I didn't even as I noticed Iris turn around. Iris gently placed one of her hands onto a brick wall jutting out of the much larger wall near us; she then leaned forward after placing her other hand on her skirt. Iris then giggled as she noticed me looking at her chest, and then we began to have a short conversation.

    I enjoyed this conversation as it felt like I was finally able to tell her exactly how I felt, and she seemed to accept this; however, maybe this wasn't exactly the case as after the majority of the conversation was said, she asked me the same question she asked me previously. Iris asked me once again if I would date her; apparently, I hadn't gotten my point across before that I had feelings for someone else, and I refused her once again for this reason. Part of me still wanted to accept her feelings as they were undoubtedly genuine based on her confessions and efforts to win me over till now; however, my feelings for my other friend stood in the way of this. However, things wouldn't end up going my way as I had unknowingly stepped forward a little bit right into a not-so-insignificant pebble on the brick path we had taken on our way here.

    This caused me to trip and begin to fall forward; however, as I fell, I didn't see brick. I ended up seeing a surface of creamy skin as I hit the sight in my vision, and I also ended up feeling the incredibly soft surface and hearing Iris make an oof sound as I landed on her soft cleavage; however, oddly, I had bounced even a little off the soft surface, but instead, I felt like I was sticking to it like an adhesive of some kind. I also began to hear a sucking noise of some kind as I also heard Iris giggle once again as she also stated, "You rejected my love; however, you're about to find out what the effects of your rejection will bring you."

    I wanted to say something to her in response to this; however, I quickly found out I couldn't speak at all, though I wasn't sure why this was the case. The only thing I knew was my face was on her breasts after I had fallen, and she moved to catch me; there was also the fact that I couldn't do anything as I saw my vision get more and more obscured by the breasts in front of me. I felt her touch my head as she gently caressed it, and as she did this, I could tell my situation was worsening as my vision continued to be obscured by the lovely but also somewhat terrifying sight in front of me until my eyes began to appear with "cracks."

    This crocking of my eyes continued for quite a while until the so-called cracks reached the center of my eyes, and then my vision broke, I suppose. My entire vision went dark, leaving me to see only darkness; I was initially shocked by this. However, I then felt an extreme wave of contentedness and some partial enjoyment at what was happening to me. I was oddly fine with my vision going away, and even though I couldn't see anymore, I could kind of tell what was going on. I was becoming an integral part of my childhood friend's luscious breasts, and part of me seemed to be glad that this was what was happening; I would forever be by the side of the person who held affection for me. However, the other part of me wanted my life to go back to the way it was, though this was also weakening by the second as the absorption process started for real.

    I could hear the sucking sound getting louder and louder as my existence fell into the space it would occupy by the end of the process. The feelings about what was happening seemed to aid in the process quite a bit as the process was quite fast-acting for the first minute or so, as around fifteen percent of my body was absorbed into Iris's chest before it was converted to soft feminine fat. I was surprisingly able to slow the process down as my mental bottle of what I wanted began to go in full force. As my mind fought over my fate, I could feel the process speed up or slow down in correspondence to which side of myself was winning in the moment. At least currently, the part of myself that wanted to become the soft bosom was winning; however, there was still quite a bit of resistance to this by the part of me that wanted to keep my humanity intact.

    However, things would change for the worse for me as I began to hear Iris's thoughts; she was thinking, I see you're resisting becoming a part of my ample breasts; this resistance to the inevitable is adorable. I wonder how long it will take you to fall, for your futile resistance to finish, and for you to take your new place within my body. I wanted to feel abhorred by her thoughts; however, as the percentage of my body on the outside decreased, I found myself unable to find displeasure or discontent with her actions as my memories began to shift a little bit, and I began to think to the person who was becoming my "master."

    I want... to be here... with you. No...I... want... my humanity... back, I thought to her as the percent of absorption reached thirty percent after about a few minutes total, denoting the resistance I was feeling to the process determining my fate. Iris found this funny as she giggled at my broken thoughts before I felt her again begin to touch my form, which was still on the outside of the space I currently found myself in. Do you enjoy this touch I'm giving you? If you let the process take over, you'll get this whenever you want, Iris thought to me while the process continued moving forward.

          I...love...the...feeling...of...your...touch, I thought as she continued to caress the part of my body in contact with her chest. This had the benefit of causing the process to accelerate slightly as the part of me wanting to be with Iris slowly began to win the war in my mind. I wanted to continue to resist her; however, as the seconds and then minutes ticked by, I found myself increasingly unable to do so, and she appeared to be enjoying every second of it as she giggled every once in a while as my thoughts became even more broken than they did before. I see the process is moving along smoothly; it won't be long now until I get what I desire from my lovely friend. Are you enjoying this as much as I am? She asked me via her thoughts.

    Yes...I...am...I...want...this...to...continue..., I think to her as I began to feel a bit sleepy; however, I didn't know entirely why this was at the time. As the process continued to progress toward the conclusion, I found this tiredness I was feeling slowly increasing; Iris knew about this fact and continued to think to me and giggled at my responses. However, her giggling wasn't loud enough to alarm anyone; it also helped the fact that we were still located in a more secluded part of the area, so it wouldn't cause any suspicion from others if they heard her. I could tell my time was almost up as a human by this point, with only around forty percent of my body remaining on the outside and the fact that my resistance to the process was still on the decline with the part of my existence wanting this continuing to become stronger and more significant.

    This wasn't helped by the fact that my thoughts continued to be the way they had been for a while as Iris and I continued to communicate via our thoughts. They were quite simple, all things considered, and I could tell somewhere inside my mind her title was slowly switching to what it was going to be when all of this was over. She would become my master, the one I put my faith in like I had done all those years ago; she would never hurt me in the soft form I would find myself in soon. I decided to discard any unnecessary feelings and emotions as well as my other senses, except the most important one, which was my sense of touch.

    To be fair, most of the things I ended up discarding were already either gone, in the case of my eyesight, or deteriorating, like my other senses and all of my negative feelings about what was happening as well as the feelings of love I had for my other friend as they wouldn’t be important with my new form and self coming to completion within Iris’s breasts. This, weirdly enough, left me feeling fulfilled, and this increased even further as I felt the process reach a decent progress of around eighty percent completion and when I felt the feelings, senses, and emotions leave my changing self as they wouldn't be required with my new soft self appearing to form inside my master. It's...almost...done...my...master...and...I... are...almost...one, I thought as the process continued progressing.

    Like before, I heard a giggle from Iris as she began to think, indeed, you're almost safe within my bountiful bosom; it won't be long now until your rejection of my affections bears fruit. I didn't exactly understand what she meant by this as my memories didn't include anything along those lines; however, I could still remember that Iris was important to me, though the reasoning behind the current circumstances and the events leading up to this eluded me. Part of me wanted to know exactly what she had meant by my rejecting her as this felt like it was essential to know; however, this was shot down by my mind, which seemed to be reaching the conclusion of the war that had been started not too long ago as the resistance to my master's desires was decreasing at a substantial rate, with my acceptance of the process and the results of it doing the opposite.

    This increasing and decreasing of respective parts continued until I could no longer feel my former body on the outside of the space I now occupy. The resistance I had felt previously was no more as it was turned entirely into acceptance, contentedness, and joy as I was now one within the existence known as my master and friend. I could tell she was happy with this, as she caressed my soft and lovely self again as she began to think. They increased in size a little bit and became even softer, though I might have to buy more fitting clothing for my larger bosom; however, this can wait for now. How are you feeling, my most beautiful and lovely breasts? She thought to me as her voice wiped away any tiredness I had felt up to that point.

    I...feel...nice...master's...touch...and...voice...are...nice..., I thought back as her gentle touch continued for a little bit longer before she decided enough was enough and began to move forward with me bouncing a little bit with each step she took. I could tell where we were going, though it's not like that mattered to me. I was safe within my new soft self, forever within the range of the gentle touch of my master, and I was also by her side as I had desired as the process moved along to the point it was at now. I knew my master was as happy about this situation as I was, though maybe a bit more, given her previous thoughts; I had rejected her, and I was now facing the effects of those rejections. However, I couldn't care less about those as long as I remained in my current self, and my master was happy with me remaining within her as we continued to move through our lives as one.