stevestevens83

Author’s Notes: Story contains conjoinment, fusion, con-fusion, mental conjoinment, mental fusion, mixing it up in a most delicious way, and total misuse of a lunch hour. It’s set in the same universe as another story I had, mostly as an origin story for how people in that continuity can reshape their bodies and so easily mix them together. Story: Natalie gave her reflection one last look in the bathroom mirror, adjusted her glasses and lab coat one more time. She liked what she saw, a far cry from the geeky teenager who had graduated from college at 17, eleven years ago. Instead was an attractive, self assured, fit young woman who worked out three times a week after work, her body built lean and feminine. While she’d not suffered from a lack of male, or female, attention, none had been able to break through the shell that 17 year old had put up all those years ago. But there was one man she really hoped would. She checked her satchel for the upteenth time, and left the executive