The Donor

A nurse finished washing and drying Amelie's little body, dressing her in a nightgown that she barely filled with the remains of what was once her beautiful body. She put Amelie on the bed and turned off the light so she could sleep. "Good night, Amelie. Try to rest,” said one of the nurses. “Yeah, well… it's not like I can go anywhere anyway,” Amelie said with a slightly sarcastic tone as the nurses filed out of the room she'd occupied for six months in the mutant recovery area. She looked down and saw what was left of her body, still incredulous of what had happened to her. Beneath her breasts, there was nothing, no stomach, hips or legs. In her shoulders, there was no remains of arms either. They could just place her on a pedestal as a lavish ornamentation. Amelie reflected again how she got to that situation. She was a clay type NBM girl. She was a short girl with beautiful curves and an adrenaline junkie. It was hard for her to control her limits considering she could survive and regenerate from any fall and blow. She became addicted to extreme sports. Most of the time she ended up in pieces, from which she completely recovered within a few minutes, even when she decided to practice Base Jumping. That day she had a string of five accidents that would have killed anyone but her. On her last attempt, she almost managed to glide her wingsuit across the cliffs until she got too close to a wall and crashed against it. Her head continued flying inside her helmet and ended up in the top of some trees. Her body continued to glide uncontrollably until it crashed at high speed into the river. She felt her body disintegrate into pieces that were swept away by the river, leaving only the wingsuit left. She was rescued a few minutes later and brought back to the city. Amelie was calm despite everything. It was not the first time that she suffered a serious accident. She would surely regenerate after a few days. However, after she managed to regenerate her upper torso, her body didn't grow anymore. The doctors said that she had greatly fatigued her body, causing her regeneration abilities to collapse. They tried using artificial flesh clay to help her regenerate, but her mass loss had been too big and her body couldn't assimilate it. They started looking for clay donors, but she hadn't had any luck either. As she looked up at the ceiling of her room, tears started running down her face. "Damnit… I’m so stupid!" she said angrily to herself, "I wanted adrenaline and now I’m a paperweight... or a doorstop" And with that thought she fell asleep minutes later. It was late in the night when a presence in the room woke Amelie up. She glanced towards it and saw a woman standing next to her bed looking straight at her. She could barely contain her cry of surprise. “W-who are you? What are you doing here?” she asked scared, “If you don't answer me I'll scream” “Hello” said the girl with a soft and friendly tone of voice, “My name is Linda, nice to meet you. The nurses talked about you and I was curious” The girl turned on the light on the nightstand and Amelie got a better look at her. She was a tall girl, very tall, with a very slender and beautiful body. A long prehensile tail swung behind her, a sure sign that she was a mutant. “Well, you saw the freak. Now let me sleep peacefully”, Amelie said annoyed, “Besides, you shouldn't go into other people's rooms this late on the night”. "Don't worry, I didn't come to just look or make fun of you. In fact, I came to help you,” Linda said smiling. "What you mean? How could you help me?” "I'll give you my body," Linda said with stunning naturalness. "I… wha- I don’t understand. How would you do that?” Amelie asked suspiciously, “I'm not in the mood for jokes”. "It's not a joke… I’m serious, I swear," Linda said, "Look, let me make it quick… before they realize I ran away." "What!? What do you mean you ran away?” Amelie asked scared as Linda quickly undressed her and easily lifted Amelie small body over her head. “I was in isolation because I have a fusion gene. They were trying to stabilize it, because I run the risk of being absorbed" “Absorbed? You mean…" “It means that I will disappear. Although I see it more as being part of a new life. And when I found out you were here I realized it was a sign" “A sign?! Put me down!” said Amelie terrified. “I knew that I have a purpose in my life, and that is to donate my body to you,” Linda said with an expression of complete unnatural calm. "Hey, but wait... NURSE!” Amelie began to yell, but Linda crushed Amelie's base on top of her head as immediately, the fusion began. Amelie felt Linda's head enter her, blending with her small body. Gradually new sensations flooded her mind. She began to feel the cold floor through Linda's bare feet. She felt the touch of Linda's hands pressing her tiny body. She could feel Linda's tail waving behind her rhythmically. A sensation akin to a 100 times stronger orgasm began to rise up her spine until a powerful climax made her pass out. After a while, Amelie opened her eyes slowly. She was not aware if she was unconscious for 2 minutes or 2 hours. Suddenly, the feeling of having legs again came into her mind like a tsunami. She stood up quickly, holding onto the bed to keep her balance. She went as quickly as possible to the bathroom to see herself in the mirror. What she saw astounded her. She was controlling Linda's beautiful body. Her curves, her large firm breasts, her tail swishing behind her sexy hips. Instead of her head, there was Amelie's bust with her pretty breasts peeking out proudly from under her collarbone. She noticed that Linda's hair had blended with her own, in a beautiful and unique pattern. “Damn, she really gave me her body!” Amelie almost yelled. The thrill of being on her feet again and being able to use arms completely overshadowed the terror of having absorbed a person. Suddenly, several memories of Linda began to rush in her mind. Memories about her family, her boyfriend and the moment she received the news of her mutation and her strange desire to join someone. “I don't know whether to curse you or thank you”, said Amelie looking at herself in the mirror, “I have a new body, but you've gotten me into a huge mess” She came out of the bathroom and activated the intercom to call the nurse. "Miss Amelia? How do you activated the communicator? Did you regenerated?” said the surprised nurse on the other end of the line. “Well… about that, I need you to come right now,” Amelie said before hanging up. She picked up Linda's nightgown from the floor and put it on as she lay back down on her bed. She clasped her hands gently, and whispered "Thank you," as she waited for the nurses to arrive.