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The Assistant
🕑 Added 2023-06-20 23:10:39 +0000 UTC Story by Leena It was my first day as a mutant body assistant. Times are tough and money was scarce. And despite all my attempts, I could not seem to get a job. I followed all the want ads, applied on every career site online, and despite it all I had no luck. That’s when I saw an add for a new app called “Bodii.” It was a gig app, similar to Uber or Instacart, but it was specifically for people with “fully functioning female bodies” that were willing to donate themselves to “mutant assistance.” Well, even if I lacked the skills to get a job, I certainly did have two functioning arms and legs. How hard could this be? The application process was surprisingly simple. They didn’t check my background or anything. I simply signed up, attached a few of my accounts, and then I was given a map of mutants in need. There were a plethora of different mutants all offering different rates for different amounts of vague “assistance.” I didn’t know where to start. I basically picked my first client at random. Her name was “Elsie.” She was offering decent pay rate though an entire day’s service was expected. Well, I certainly had nothing better to do today. I hopped in my car and drove off to her house, a rather large house in the middle of a more affluent part of town. I was a little intimidated when I walked up to the front door, but I rang the bell anyway. Within a few moments a soft voice came over the loudspeaker. “Who is it?” she asked. “Uh… hi there,” I said, a nervous jitter in my voice. “I’m Mae, the mutant body assistant you ordered? Is this Elsie?” “Oh yes, yes, come in, come in!” Elsie shout over the mic, her voice taking a more happy and perky tone. “I’m sorry the place is a mess but, that’s what I have you for,” she said with a little giggle. She wasn’t kidding. As I opened the door I noticed that the inside of the house was far less to look at than the outside. Clothes, garbage, empty food cans, dirty dishes were lying everywhere. It looked like a tornado had worked it’s way through the place. “Thanks for coming, I really didn’t know how I was going to make do without help,” I heard come from nowhere in particular. I looked around to see where my host would be hiding. “Down here!’ I heard, as I fixed my gaze forward to what looked like a large fishbowl with strange pink bubbling liquid inside. I peered over the side and suddenly, the shape of a head took form, a young girls face made completely of the slime. It spoke in a strange and gurgle voice but it was unmistakably the same voice I heard over the intercom. “Hey, I’m Elsie,” she said in an almost embarrassed tone. “As you can see things have gotten a little out of hand around here.” “Uh, I’ll say… I uh… sorry I’m just a bit startled. I haven’t seen many mutants like you before.” I said, feeling sweat run down my brow. “Oh slime girls?” Elsie said. “Well, we are around. We aren’t seen much in public because, well let’s just say being a big moving puddle of slime doesn’t exactly get you on the cover of Mutant Monthly now does it? But also, a lot of us just don’t look like ourselves when we are in public.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked quizzically. “Well if a slime girl has the ability to mold herself into something resembling a normal human body, can you really say you’d know the difference between a slime or a mutant with weird colored skin? Of course not. And then there are symbiotic slimes like me.” “What’s a symbiotic slime?” I continued curiously. “Hah, you sound like one of those pamphlets I had to read when I was mutating. Well…” She said lazily slumping over the side of her bowl, “Slimes like me don’t have a whole lot of control over their… uh… slime. I mean I can move a little but I’m very slow, and I can barely lift a can of soda without it passing right through my goopy body.” “Ah, so I’m basically gonna be a maid for you,” I said. It wouldn’t be glamorous work, but anything that pays the bills is worth it. Elsie giggled, “No no silly. I’m not that mean. Besides I need you for something else. Come here. Let me shake your hand,” she said extending a dripping malformed slime hand out of the bowl. I reached over to grab her hand, and that’s when she latched onto me like a lamprey! I felt her crawling all over my skin within seconds. “W-whats going on?” I shouted. “Don’t worry, it will be over in a second,” Elsie said. I felt her slime crawl under my clothes, and start to seep into every opening. My mouth. My ass. My pussy. I felt her even forcing herself into my pores. Within seconds I could feel her almost swimming around in me, wrapping herself around my bones and organs. Soon she was gone, but I felt weird and different inside. CRRRRRACK, it was then that the strangest sensation came over my body. I felt my spine moving and shifting making grating sounds come from within me. My shoulders widened slightly, as my neck moved over to one side. Soon, a bulge grew out of the other side of my shoulders. It pushed out more and more, growing, eyes opening, blonde hair lengthening in contrast to my own dark hair. Soon In had grown a whole extra head. It took a deep breath and turned to me. “That’s SO much better,” it said, giggling in exactly Elsie’s voice. “Elsie? Is that you?” I asked. “Yep, one and the same. This is what slimes like me can do. We can’t control our own body mass much but we are great at controlling the body mass of others. So I’ll just be hitching a ride on your body for a while.” “How, how did you do that?” “It’s simple really? Once I get In between all your cells I can mix in mine and pretty much do whatever I want. Of course, It’s nice to have my own head but I can just rest inside you if you like. I can do more too? Ever feel like you need an extra set of arms?” Within seconds I felt pressure grow at my sides. I quickly threw off my shirt as I watched two new bulges grow and blossom into a second set of arms. “No problem for me!” Elsie said. “I can give you the body you want… or need… in the case of this job.” “This job?” I asked, basically reduced to nothing but a garbled pile of questions myself. “Like I said the place has gotten a bit out of hand. So I’m gonna use your body to clean it. Not to worry though. I’ll do most of the muscle moving. You just have to be along for the ride.” “So this is what being a body assistant is like eh?” “Oh don’t you worry. It’s gonna be fun! I have a maid outfit in the closet and once we are done maybe you and I can have some private time and I’ll show you what I can really do!”
