Part one of a two part story and two part illustration by
I've been in the mood for something fluffy with a lot of post-TF, so this is a little light hearted post-TF fling. Keeping this setup part short, the next part might be longer. Happy holidays everyone.

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“How did you two drag me into this again?” Sujitra grumbled, walking between Zoe and Nicole.

“It’s not too late to back out.” Zoe shrugged. “Me and Nicole will have plenty of fun without you.”

“Uhh, I mean… I really wanted it to be all three of us… together.“ Nicole held her wrists nervously.

Sujitra sighed, then shut her mouth before saying anything that might make the situation worse. The taller Thai woman had dark brown hair that fell in curves around her neckline, wearing a black bra with a fishnet crop top and low waist booty short jeans. She was easily showing the most skin of all of them right now, securing her fingers into the fake pockets of her shorts and taking a few steps ahead of her friends. “I didn’t say I’m not going to go through with it!”

“What confidence!” Zoe tapped her fingertips together, her chest shaking with a soft belly laugh. She was the eldest of the trio by a few years, and heavier by a few pounds. The round stomached Chinese woman wore short hair in a small bun, with an opaque white button up dress shirt and pleated black skirt down to her ankles. Standard attire for going out, though less put together then she would’ve liked. “What about you Nicole? Still excited?”

“Yeah!” Nicole was slightly the youngest, looking away from her friend and hiding her hands behind her back to sway her stroll against Sujitra’s shoulder. She was wearing a loose white T-shirt and tight blue jeans scratched through with holes. The Argentinian girl’s usual trendy outfits were forgone for patchwork clothing that she wouldn’t miss if it disappeared. “Yeah… uh, nervous though. For sure…”

“Yeah…” Sujitra nodded, glancing over to Zoe.

“Nervousness is a form of excitement yet unknown.” Zoe tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “You’ll both be fine, trust me.”

“How do we know if we’re making the right choice though?” Nicole pulled her chin up. “I’m just worried I didn’t think this through. You’re sure you don’t want to hear what I decided on before it’s too late for me?” They’d made an early agreement not to share their choices for the procedure with each other, not until afterwards.

“Ha, you took longer to make your choice then me or Zoe.” Sujitra said, looking down at her nails. “So I’d say you’ve got to have a pretty good idea, right?”

“Maybe...”

Zoe put a hand on her friend’s back. “If it makes you feel any better, I’ve heard the procedure won’t work unless there is a significant degree of compatibility.”

“What does that mean exactly?” Sujitra held her hands behind her head while she walked. “You know an awful lot about this Zoe.”

“Am I that suspicious for being well informed?” She was the one paying for the three of them, with the immense cost taking a significant bite out of Zoe finances. It was the opportunity to remake their bodies however they desired, the only stipulation being that such changes would be both extreme and permanent. This was no small retouching; they would leave looking like entirely different people. “From what I understand, the procedure uses version of ourselves from alternate realities, overlayed onto this reality.”

“Sooo… there has to be another dimension where I’d look like that?” Nicole stared at her feet, trying to imagine such a world.

“Precisely. The procedure merges that version of you with who you are now. That is as far as I understand it.”

“Weird.” Sujitra rolled her eyebrows, also picturing her own bizzarro version of Earth. “How do we not know that the uh, hypothetical version of me wouldn’t be happier looking like how I do now?”

Zoe laughed again. “Who is to say. But if we assume that there are infinite universes, what is the chance that an alternate version of you is either happier or sadder then how you are now… you see, the chance of a deviation becomes zero as you approach infinity. So, it’s most likely that any random alternate you would be roughly the same as you are now.”

“Wow…” Nicole didn’t really get all of that, it was just such a wild thing to think about. “But it’s not even true random, cause we picked a form that we think we’ll be happy with… so, the chances are even higher, right?”

“Oh, good point Nicole. It is all theoretical anyway. The real point is that the procedure wouldn’t even work if a version of you with that body didn’t exist.”

“Ok, I get it I get it.” Sujitra waved her hands in front of her friends. “You can stop hurting my head with that quantum physics stuff now.”

“But it’s fun to think about Sujitra!” Nicole skipped ahead a step on the pavement. “Like, what do you think the world would be like if everyone looked like how you’re going to look like?”

“Hmmm…”

“Productive!” Zoe chimed in while Sujitra was still in thought. “You’ll see soon enough, but I chose this new body for functional reasons. Maybe in that universe, we conquered the stars and rule the whole galaxy. Yes, a very productive society, I’m certain.”

Nicole snickered, kicking at the ground with her heels. “Hehe, I… don’t know how anything would get done if everyone was like how I’m going to be. But I bet it’s a cute universe, probably?”

Sujitra tapped her cheek one more time. “Probably a pretty normal world for me. Like, I was going to say crazy sex universe, but it’s also like, if everyone is weird, then nobody is. That kind of thing…”

“Crazy sex?” Nicole whipped her head around with hungry wide eyes. “What kind of change are you getting Sujitra!?”

“Oh my!” Zoe held a few fingers over her mouth to keep her laughter in. “How will we go shopping afterwards if you won’t be decent to appear in public?”

“I’m not planning on making myself indecent!” Sujitra blared, her face stricken in scarlet. “C-come on, please tell me you both picked bodies that you thought were hot… right?”

Zoe held back her answer just long enough to make Sujitra squirm. “Well… of course. It goes without saying I also chose a form that I found attractive.”

Nicole nodded sheepishly in agreement. “Hah… yeah…”

“Well then why the hell are you acting like I’m the weird one? Sheesh.” It was a rhetorical question; Sujitra knew it was just teasing. She had always been ‘the hot one’ of the group, bold and assertive, a role which she leaned into even more alongside the encouragement of Zoe and Nicole. Her experience in sex work fed into the authenticity of that attitude, a background which her friends didn’t shy away from engaging with. Not intimately (well, there was that one time with Nicole…), but they were good at helping her out of various embarrassing jams.

“Sorry Sujitra, I was just trying to be funny!” Nicole did enjoy being the goofball, cute and flirty, though she was probably the most well educated of her friends. As a social worker, she was skilled at making connections and acting a little silly was a good way to disarm people is stressful situations. It was her preferred way of being when around Sujitra and Zoe, to put her head in the clouds and forget her worries. Thankfully, her friends were always there to cheer her up in return.

“Likewise. I can hardly wait to experience the sensations of a new body.” Zoe nodded as she spoke, ever the reasonable and responsible one. Her position as a high-level investments manager made her quite financially conscious and practiced at making weighty decisions. Those characteristics were even more apparent when with Nicole and Sujitra, who often relied on her sensible nature and generously. In exchange, her friends would shrug off Zoe’s otherwise hermetic lifestyle and support her into meeting new people without being overwhelmed.

They had complemented each other well in these ways for a few years. Through mutual connections and Zoe’s gracious donations, they caught the present opportunity to remake their bodies through experimental research. The mostly male lab staff were ecstatic that three women showed such interest that they were prepared to willingly subject themselves to extreme reality overlap transformations, in the name of science and unspoken hornyness.

“So, which one of you would like to go first?” One of the techs asked them when the trio arrived.

“How about me.” Zoe stepped forward.

“Is it ok if I go last?” Nicole still felt fairly nervous about the whole ordeal. “And can you keep us separated, ok? I don’t want to see my friend’s changes until after I’m already done.”

“So, I’m second?” Sujitra shrugged. “Anyway, what Nicole said sounds good.” No opportunity to back out now or get any ideas for last minute adjustments to their plans.

“Very well. Come this way then.” The tech motioned to Zoe, leading her further into the labs after she motioned one last wave between friends.

“What do you think she’ll look like afterwards?” Nicole spoke aloud while Sujitra took a seat in the lobby to wait her turn.

“No clue. But I got the sense that she wanted to retire soon, and then she said something about it being a functional form. Maybe making money with her body somehow?”

“Like… what you do?”

“I doubt it. Zoe is terrible around people already, no way she’s cut out for being a prostitute.”

“That makes sense.” Nicole took a seat as well, only letting the silence hold for a few seconds before she spoke up again. “What about you Sujitra? Are you changing yourself for work?”

Sujitra rolled her eyebrows, gaze drifting to the celling as she reclined. “Nah. I was thinking about changing careers too. Something similar, but less danger. Had a good offer from one client that got this idea in my mind… and I was kinda into it. Sooo, we’ll see.”

“Ooooh. Sounds well thought out. I’m… I’m a little worried my new body might make it harder for me to do serious work… but I think I can probably manage…”

“Huh. Well, you know that me and Zoe will support you. Fuck it, let’s all quit our jobs and be monster ladies together.”

Nicole leaned forward on her chair. “A monster?… OOOOHHH! What kind of monster?”

Dammit, she’d let that detail slip. “Shit, I’m saying too much.”

Just as Nicole looked ready to pry further, the lab tech reappeared: “We’re ready for the next person.”

“That was fast. Alright.” Sujitra pushed herself off the chair. “See you on the other side Nicole. I’ll try not to spook you.”

Nicole waved again, then letting her hand go limp into the chair armrest. The next few minutes of solitary waiting were far too tense for her quiet heart. She closed her eyes and practiced breathing exercises while anticipating when the lab tech would come and get her. In out. In out. No matter what, she would be alive tomorrow, with two adoring friends. In under an hour for now, she would be in a mall with them, laughing and shopping for clothes. If only she could just open her eyes now and already be there. It was never that easy, and she knew that there was no part of her life really worth skipping past, as much as she dreaded it. The sun would rise tomorrow too.

“Are you ready?” Her eyes tugged open slowly at the lab tech’s voice.

“Yes.” Standing up, Nicole followed their gestures while keeping her head down. “How did my friends do?”

“They’re doing good. The actual procedure will be over quickly, but it important that you get plenty of time to recover afterwards.” Nicole nodded, still staring at her feet. Eventually, she followed the man into a large room with a huge dome and eight rings that arched over the ceiling. “Remove your clothes and please stand in the center of the overlay machine. Once we turn it on, try your best to relax your body and do not move.”

“Ok.” She stripped away her shirt and jeans outside of the dome, without any bra or underwear underneath. The room’s tiled floor was cold on her bare feet, though she could feel traces of stickiness that clung to the tiles, and the smell of milk hanging in the air. The lab techs told her to stop once she had reached the center platform. All the intersecting circles begin to move, weaving together around Nicole to form the sound of furiously spinning metal. It felt like being inside an MRI machine with an uncomfortably large space surrounding her.

The sound of the rings blurred her thoughts with their grinding cacophony. She resisted the urge to cover her ears, soon the overwhelming din shaping into a wail of voices. All her own voice, though they spoke in wordlings and photones which she couldn’t understand. “Hello…” Nicole whispered back, as a small offering to the infinite reflections of herself. The voices reached a screaming pitch until Nicole felt like she was going both deaf and blind from the bright whirl of polished steel. There was an all-encompassing flash and then the high-pitched ringing of absolute silence in it wake.

She didn’t need to look down to feel her body had changed, though she did so eagerly anyway. Under her chin, Nicole saw two copies of her crotch caught between three evenly partitioned legs. That was all she was, a head atop three legs. In fact, it wasn’t until one of the lab tech approached her that Nicole realized she was still as tall as them, assuming she would have been reduced to half her height.

“Would you like to wear this?” They bent down with a bikini bottom that was split in the middle, providing an opening for a third leg.

Nicole just stared at it for a second before the realization came to her. “O-oh… yes…” The impulse to move her arms no longer existed, she lifted her center leg delicately. “Uuhh…” It took her a second to bend the leg and aim her step into the central hole of the underwear. The lab tech slid it down, letting her step into the right, then left holes, before pulling up the side straps so that her two crotches were concealed. “Thanks…” It wasn’t very comfortable, but it did its job for now.

All her words felt as slow as her steps. She half expected the lab tech to ask her if she could walk, but they backed away and seemed to assume the best of her abilities. Starting with her middle leg, Nicole pulled herself forward and then had her side legs slide into up to meet each other. No, it felt too much like limping, as well as not moving her very far.

She tried another step, this time walking like normal with her side legs and lifting her middle leg to keep it from dragging. That wasn’t perfect either, but it let her take a full swing of her heel. In a few more strides, she’d covered the length of the room and reached the door. One of the lab techs moved to get the door handle for her. “I-I can get it!”

“Are you sure?” As they spoke, she already leaned in and used her middle knee to push down the handle and press the door open with her head, sticking her right leg through to make enough space for her to leave. Nicole continued to practice her walking technique down the hall, incorporating her middle leg into the pendulum-like stride. She lifted her right leg, then added her left leg before reaching mid swig on the right, then adding in her middle leg when the right heel came down. Once put into a smooth motion, walking with three legs somehow felt shakier then walking with two, though just barely. When she slipped, Nicole spread out her other feet, catching herself in a stable tripod spread. “I… I think I got it…”

“Um, miss?” One of the lab techs had been politely calling for her, though Nicole was too engrossed in re-learning to walk that she’d passed them by. “The resting room is right here.” They pulled open the outward swinging door this time and Nicole carefully turned around with a two heel turn to walk back over.

“Nicole?” Zoe’s voice echoed from inside, a pitch lower then before.

“I’m coming!” She almost slipped on her middle leg a second time, practically running into the rest room to see her friends.

“Oh my!” Zoe gasped, though Nicole was the speechless one. The Chinese woman was pale white and covered in black spots along her sides. Her face was bovine, with a large snout, floppy ears, and two S-shaped horns. Nicole’s eyes scanned lower, doing a little double take her friend’s second pair of breasts. Zoe’s stomach had also put on quite a few pounds below that, sagging atop a dripping cow udder that splayed out two impressively muscular bovine legs.

However, that wasn’t the end to Zoe’s body, with three black spider legs that emerged right behind Zoe’s hips and in front of a huge arachnid abdomen. It was really beyond all expectations for Nicole, inching closer to take a better look. “Wow, you’re huge Zoe! Spider cow!”

“Hmm, only a little taller than you I’d say.” She brought a partially hoofed hand up to scratch behind on of her ears and measure the invisible height at her eye level. “I didn’t expect an odd number of legs… and no arms. How does that feel?”

Nicole looked down at her trio of feet coyly. “Umm, good… I guess. Y-yeah, it feels good…” Liberating somehow, the sense of disregard that she ever had other limbs for holding or grabbing. All of her body was these long powerful legs. She pulled her thighs together, feeling the ill-fitting bikini bottom dig into both of her crotches at once and sending a red glow in a ring around her face.

“Holy shit Nicole!” Sujitra gawked from where she lay discreetly in a pile of tentacles on the floor. As she shifted her torso and the tentacles writhed under her grip, Nicole could see that Sujitra looked exactly the same except for her legs were replaced by eight massive octopus legs below her waist.

“Ursula!” Nicole peeped, sliding over to see Sujitra wrestling her own disobedient cephalopod limbs. “Wow, can you walk?”

“Fuck no…” Sujitra grunted. “Least not yet with these stupid fucking tentacles!”

Zoe stifled her snickering. “They had to carry poor Sujitra in here.”

“It sucks! They said I was supposed to be able to know how to move right away!”

Zoe shrugged. “Well, to be fair, I was dragging my abdomen behind me at first. All these spider legs aren’t any easier to use, you know.” Her own practiced movement were an occasional careful shuffling from side to side, sharp tipped arachnid limbs tapping on the tiled floor in piano motions.

“Uuuhg!” Sujitra yanked all her tentacles upwards, but they fell back into a disorganized mass, and she sank to the floor defeated once more. “At least you can stand!”

“Uhh, try not to get frustrated Sujitra, it is your body, I know you’ll be able to figure it out!” Nicole had saddled up to her side, standing in between Zoe’s spider legs to cheer on her friend. “You have to experiment, and try to think of yourself making the motions, like from outside your body?”

“What?”

“Like, picturing yourself walking. Maybe… four tentacles on one side and four on the other?”

“Yeah yeah, I’m trying.” At Nicole’s advice, and with some help from her own human hands, Sujitra crudely pulled the tentacles into two twisted trunk-like imitation of human walking stumps, at least lifting herself to Nicole’s height. “Sorry, I should be more interested in how you two are. I’ll figure this stuff out eventually.” She let herself gracefully sick to the floor again and grabbed around one tentacle to separate it from the others.

Nicole turned around, looking at Zoe’s arachnid half. “Can you make silk? Or webbing, like spider man?”

“I’ve been getting the hang of it.” Her darkened finger slipped around a faint thread in the air, pulling it into a loop over her wrist. “Not the right consistency yet however, it should be more thread-like and much stronger.”

“Yeah, I bet that’ll sell for a lot… and your milk too?” Her stare switched to Zoe’s double stacked chest.

“Ah, so you see my aim? I won’t need a job any longer, since I’ll be entirely self-sufficient with products produced from my own body.” Zoe chuckled, squeezing one of her lower breasts and watching the damp milk patch on her bra grow darker. “Quite the investment, yes?”

“It really is!” Of course Zoe had thought this through the most, and here was Nicole, the weirdo who had given up her arms on a whim. “I wonder how it tastes…”

“Sour.” Sujitra spat playfully, finally managing to get three of her tentacles to lay flat. “You mean Zoe’s milk? I tried some. Have you ever had unpasteurized cow’s milk?”

Nicole laughed while crossing her left and center legs. “I haven’t.”

“It’s obviously for a refined pallet.” Zoe snorted back, reaching down with one hand to squeeze one her udder teats. “Care to try Nicole?”

“Um, maybe later. I guess I’m not really thirsty.” She turned back to her half-cephalopod friend, who just succeeded in forcing a fourth tentacle into submission. “Almost there Sujitura!”

“Hooray…” Sujitura wiped her brow and set her hands onto the squishy mantle of her hips to look over at Nicole. “Damn, so you really have no arms?”

Nicole nodded. “Uh huh. I thought it would be cute… uh, to be short and more… reduced. Hehe, I guess I didn’t realize I’d still be the same size though.” Her legs had to be twice as tall as before, though she couldn’t exactly measure herself against anything right now.

“It is cute… and hot too. Just find a guy who’s into legs. Or feet.” She craned her neck around to get a look at Nicole’s sides. “Or asses.”

“Mmh? Oh yeah… hehe, three butts…” Nicole turned around on two feet, showing off her shapely rear end, with three cheeks framed by the string of the bikini bottom.

“Nice. Which one do you shit from?”

“Sujitura, how rude!” Zoe fumed with performative indignity, folding her arms beneath her lower breasts.

“Haha!” Nicole laughed so hard she almost wobbled over to one side, unable to wipe the tears from her eyes. “I don’t know!” She hadn’t really considered it. Come to think of it, this could make using a toilet into a game of Russian roulette.

“Phh.” Sujitura rolled her eyes, getting back to settling her tentacles. “Ok… but you do have two pussies, right?”

Nicole’s face went fully flushed, nodding after a pause.

“Heh, now that’s hot. And kinda smart Nicole. Good way to make guys interested in a threesome so they don’t feel inadequate. Where is your junk at now anyway Zoe?”

The cow woman held her eyes closed and pinched the bridge of her nose before tapping underneath her thorax. “Uhg, you are incorrigible. Down here.”

“Oh man. They’re gonna have to service you like a mechanic.”

“Bravo, wonderful, thank you for the stellar insights of a profound pervert, Sujitura.” Zoe said with a groan, while Nicole’s cheeks were still red as cherry skin.

“Whaaat? Sex is part of life. At least for those of us who plan on having a relationship someday.” Sneering from behind her back, Sujitrua brought one tentacle up into a O-loop shape and then not-so-slyly poked another tentacle through it. “Like, how do you think guys are gonna feel about me now?”

“Intimidated!” Nicole peeped.

“That’s the idea.” She smiled, finally letting out a deep exhale as all of her tentacles stopped their writhing. “I decided I’m going to be a professional dominatrix. Turns out I like submissive clients, and I think they’re really going to like my new body.”

“And your own enjoyment?”

“Oh, I’m into this too. Once I can really work all these tentacles together that is.” She practiced with on limb at a time, small motions like wrapping the tentacle tip around her finger. “God these little suckers feel fantastic, though. Like I’m tasting through my skin.”

Zoe poked at one of her friend’s tentacles with a spider foot while stretching her front cow legs. “If you’re able to move, shall we leave?”

“Yeah! Let’s go!” Nicole strolled over to the door, excitedly pushing down the handle with her chin. It was nearly lunch time and they had a date with the mall. New bodies meant an all-new wardrobe. “I want to shop for socks!”