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", "writing": "The Secret Project: Best Fwiends\n\nTwenty days had passed since Chris had opened the cryofreeze tube and released the Blangie, a slime alien from space. Being trapped in the basement left plenty of time for her and the slime to get acquainted. She had no choice since she had been assimilated and transformed into her fursona. The purple fox that was now Chris, Drone Unit CHw15, or Chwis, was finishing up some work that had to be done.\n\nThe basement lab that used to be pristine and sparkling was now in disarray. The walls were covered in Chwis’s purple slime, leaving no one tile or LED light uncovered. The lights shone through the slime he had sprayed, casting a dim magenta light throughout the lab. The cabinet with test tubes and beakers was now wide open, and the glass door was shattered. The beakers and test tubes inside were scattered about the floor in pieces or cracked. Papers littered the floor, stuck to the slime that covered the floor. The cabinets that previously held tools, specimens of study, and other assorted supplies were wide open and emptied with slime dripping from the shelves.\n\nChwis sat in the middle of the disheveled lab, leaning back on her vast slime diaper, grabbing her legs off the ground, and rocking back and forth. “It’s all done!” She rocked around and looked at her handiwork. Her ears twitched as she smiled to herself.\n\n*Yeah, but what did this accomplish?* The slime in her head had asked. \n\n“Something to do, Bangles.” She had difficulty pronouncing Blangie now that her IQ had dropped after her dronification, so she took to calling the slime Bangles as much as it protested.\n\nIt sighed. *Don’t call me that. Anyways, when is that doctor gonna show up? I’m in desperate need of someone else to talk to.*\n\n“You don’t wike me?” Chwis has stopped rocking. She tried to stand but couldn’t reach the ground. Slime tears formed in her eyes. “Why you no wike me? I wike you, Bangles. You’re my bestest friend in the world.”\n\nOh my god, Bangles thought, why did I have to make her like this? *It just gets boring around here with just us two.*\n\nA speaker by the elevator door came to life, “Dr. Chris, Dr. Bardelo is here. We’ll be sending him down shortly.”\n\n“YAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!” Chwis bounced off the ground, her giant slime diaper going airborne. It landed, and slime splattered out, leaving it small enough for her to walk in again. She got up and danced for joy.\n\n*Shouldn’t you be concerned about what he’s going to say?*\n\n“He’ll say I did good!” Chwis said with no idea what he did wrong. “I set you fwee!”\n\n*Yes, you did. But he’s going to report to higher-ups that you did that.*\n\n“Oh noes!”\n\n*Yeah, you’ll have to stop him from doing that.”\n\n“With hugs?” Chwis was an innocent soul. She wanted only love.\n\n*No! Drone him!” They clearly had competing agendas.\n\n“How do that?” \n\nThe elevator made a ding before Bangles could answer. The door slid open, and a sallow complexioned man in a lab coat stepped out. His short, oily black hair, in a combover, failed to cover his bald spot. He stood at a mere 5’3, carrying a suitcase and duffel bag. The khaki pants and plain red shirt stood out from the white lab coat, his shirt stained with sweat from the long flight and lack of time to change.\n\n“Sorry I took so long. It's not like I wanted to be here anyway.” He had his phone out; little blips and boops came from it every time he tapped the screen. “Ok, my superiors know that I have arrived safely….” He looked up from his phone, dropping it in sheer surprise. He looked at the magenta-tinted room, slime covering the walls. “Great Gatsby.” \n\n“Hai!” Chwis ran for Dr. Bardelo. “Oh, I’ve been waiting for you, uwu.” She nuzzled her face against his affectionately. “I was so lonely down here by myself. I had to redecorate to pass the time.”\n\nDr. Bardelo looked around. He looked at this fox that was rubbing itself against him. It was gooey? And was that a large diaper on its rear end? Why did it have breasts? He had a suspicion, but he had to confirm it. “So, you’re Dr. Chris, right?”\n\n“Chwis. Ch. W. Is. It happens, don’t wowwy.” Sounding out her name, she smiled and let go of the doctor. “Come in, come in.” She gestured for him to follow. He tried his best to, but his shoes stuck to the slime floor with every step, like the sticky floor of a movie theatre. He left his phone behind because it was stuck in the slime. He’ll ask someone to get him another one if he can afford it. Eventually, he made it to the room he was being led to, the bedroom. The bedroom was no better. He was expecting his sleeping quarters but had to share a room with Chwis. This posed dangers he did not expect. The beds seemed to be rectangles of whatever the floor was made of. “We sweep here. Dat one is yours.” She pointed to the bed on the right.\n\n“Oh,” the doctor said plainly, “This looks delightful.” He lied through his teeth. This room was also coated head to toe in slime. It didn’t have much decoration, but it seems Chwis took care of that. Each slime bed had a side table that was covered in slime. The two dressers on either side of the room had open drawers filled with slime. “I love what you’ve done with the sleeping quarters.”\n\n“Tank you vewy much.” Chwis smiled and began jumping on the slime bed on the left, presumably hers. It made a *boing* noise every time she landed on it. He watched her, concerned. This is by far the weirdest of all the collaborations he had ever participated in in his scientific career. The package sent to her was nowhere to be seen, either. Very likely, it was moved when all this decorating happened, but he needed to see it to confirm his suspicions.\n\n“Dr. Chris?”\n\n“Chwis! No doctor.”\n\n“Alright then. Chwis. Have you seen a package that was sent here before my arrival? It contained some paperwork and a cryotube?” \n\nChwis stopped bouncing and landed on his diapered bottom with a *squish*. “No, it fine. He should know.” She paused for a moment. “Well, I got rid of the box, remember?” Another pause. “Fine, I think of somting.” She addressed Dr. Bardelo, “No, I no saw it.” \n\nIt was a baldfaced lie. What was with those pauses in his speech? Was she talking to herself? Dr. Bardelo had several questions but still no answers, only suspicions. He set his briefcase down on the slimed dresser on his side of the room. “It’s been a long flight. I’ll refresh myself, and we’ll get down to business.”\n\n“O’tay.” Chwis returned to bouncing on the bed without a care in the world. The doctor walked into the bathroom and closed the door. \n\n*That was close. He suspects that you opened my cryotube.*\n\n“Wat? Nah. He good.” Chwis didn’t suspect him at all. All she cared about was having fun.\n\nA speaker in the bedroom activated, “Dr. Chris, I have a grocery delivery for you.”\n\nIt was about time for a fresh delivery, what with having two people now. It was not like Chwis needed to eat, what with being fully made of slime now. “Yay! Send them down!”\n\n*No! If a civilian sees all this, they’ll panic.*\n\n“Why? It’s all fun.”\n\n*They don’t understand you like I do.* He responded sarcastically. \n\n“So, what do?”\n\nBangles thought of something. If he couldn’t convince her to build the drone army for evil, maybe he could convince her to do it to make more friends. *Because then they would understand you.*\n\n“Oh! Why you no say so?” He ran for the elevator door and waited for the delivery person. “Wait, how do?”\n\n*Ok, I’ll remind you real fast. Listen this time.*\n\n\n\nSuzy worked for SwiftCart deliveries. She didn’t particularly enjoy the job, but it put food on the table. She often thought about returning to her family's farm, but she was never a fan of hard labor. One thing she hated about these jobs was trying to deliver to big apartments and corporate buildings. Getting in was always a problem. Sure, the app gave her directions, but the secretaries always told her she wasn’t allowed to go where she needed to or something.\n\nImagine her surprise when she was told, “Go down that hall, take a left, and take the elevator. You’ll need this card key. Swipe it and enter this code.” Geez, this guy must never leave, she thought, almost like a high-security prison. She wanted so badly to finish this delivery and go home. She bought a new strain of weed from this dude in an alley and wanted to see if it was worth all the fuss she made about it.\n\nThe door opened, and she nearly dropped all her groceries. A purple fox in a huge diaper was there waiting for her. “HAI!” The fox grabbed Suzy by the shoulders and pulled her into the lab. The groceries did fall from her arms this time, the bags falling to the floor and various foodstuffs scattering to the floor. Veggies, shrink-wrapped packs of meat, bags of tortilla chips, a gallon of milk, the old Chris’s favorite pasta sticking to the slimy floor. \n\n“What are you doing? Let me go!” Suzy struggled, but the fox creature was much stronger than she looked. \n\n“I’m Chwis. Wanna be fwiends?” She looked into Suzy’s eyes with anticipation, just as Bangles had told her.\n\nSuzy had known these types of people before, but she had never seen a person like this. Maybe it was an elaborate fursuit or something. She looked her up and down. There was something about her body that she didn’t like but just couldn’t pinpoint it. It wasn’t the diaper; she was jealous of a big diaper like that. Was it her tits? Very well could have been. She wasn’t very large herself, but she was a modest size. She looked at her watch, eager to get home. “Sure, that sounds nice.” She pulled out her phone. “Look, can I get you to sign for this delivery?”\n\n“YAY! FWIENDS!” Chwis wasted no time pushing her to the ground and stepping over her. Looking up in horror, Chwis’s giant slime diaper stood above her face. “We’re gonna be such good fwiends.” She sat on her face. Suzy’s face went right through her diaper. It was dark inside of the diaper and very sticky. Her muffled screams could be heard, but Chwis stayed on top of her. Wiggling her hips to line up her head with his asshole, Chwis sat harder on Suzy, her nose now pressing up against her asshole. To her amazement and horror, she found herself being sucked in, Chwis’s asshole spreading wide enough to suck her in. Her head was sucked in, and her body was following suit.\n\nChwis moaned. “My fwiend is so big. I don’t know if I can take her.”\n\nSuzy was absorbed up to her breasts. Chwis’s stomach filled and inflated as the mass entered her body. Struggling in vain, Suzy was sucked further in. ‘Well, this is it,’ she thought, ‘I’m being vored by some furry-looking thing.’ Her head was now in Chwis’s stomach, her body coming in after her. It was warm inside Chwis’s stomach, warm and moist like a sauna. \n\nHer legs were the only thing left now, and Chwis felt full. “Oh noes. I is full.” \n\n*You’re not done yet.* Chwis looked down at his belly, easily larger than himself by two counts. *Absorb her the rest of the way.*\n\n“Fine.” She took a deep breath and sucked them in. They slowly slid inside like a child slurping a spaghetti noodle. \n\nSuzy was now curled up inside of Chwis’s stomach. Her clothes were dissolving as the fluids covered her, leaving her as naked as the day she was born. She came to terms with her plight as a dream, a drug-fueled dream. She had tried that weed she bought from the alley man, and this was all a weird, trippy dream. She curled up and let it ride out. Chwis’s stomach started shrinking, making her warm, moist environment smaller and more claustrophobic. She had accepted this as a dream and let the drugs take her where they may. Soon, it was so tight she couldn’t help but get squished. Her body compressed as the walls closed around her. ‘Whatever,’ she thought, ‘this is fun enough.’ Soon, she was no longer, and Chwis’s stomach returned to normal, thin size. \n\n*Now, remember what to do.*\n\n“Yes, yes. I remember.” Chwis focused on the mass that she had just digested. She found it within herself, her gooey body underneath the furry exterior. Focusing on its energy, she split her body in half. One half remained the purple fox, and the other was a different color. The half that was splitting from her was white with black spots. The top of its head had little yellow horns. It also had an udder on its stomach. As it reached complete separation, more details were manifested. Breasts developed on the body, about G cups. The feet were hooves, while the hands had five fingers. A large mass of purple slime stuck to the groin area, forming a diaper larger than an ordinary diaper. A cow’s tail stuck out from it.\n\nThe new body fully separated from Chwis, stumbling but landing on its feet. Opening its eyes, it looked around, down at itself, and back to Chwis.\n\n“Fwiend?” Chwis tilted her head questioningly.\n\n“Fwiend!” Suzy was reborn as a drone and didn’t even know what had happened. Her intelligence was drained and left as a cow drone with a slime diaper. She ran for Chwis and gave her a big hug. \n \n“I wuv new fwiends.” Hugging her back. “What your name?”\n\nSuzy looked at Chwis. “Me no know.” She looked herself over, hoping to see a number or something to tell her.”\n\n*Her number is DCs17. She should know that.*\n\n“Bangles says your name is DCs17. I no like it.”\n\n“Me too.” Suzy shook her head violently.\n\n“Well.” Chwis walked around Suzy, inspecting her. “I’m CHw13, but you can call me Chwis. Your name no look like another name.” She thought of something. “I know! I call you Diapee Cow, like in your number, but DC for short.”\n\nDC checked her memory. She did find that her number was DCs17. DC could stand for Diapee Cow. It was cute.\n\n“O’tay.” She jumped for joy, her breasts flopping. \n\n“We has a fwiend over there.” She pointed to the master bathroom where Dr. Bardelo was. “We gotta go say hi.”\n\n* * *\n\nOnce he closed the door, Dr. Bardelo pulled out his phone, checking his files from the cloud. “This is not good, not good at all.” Accessing his data network, he searched his files for the specimen in the cryotube. He was supposed to work on it with Dr. Chris, but it looks like it got out somehow. Checking for any previous files on the specimen contained within, he was hoping for something. Anything. \n\n“Eureka!” He found what he was after. He was moved to this project after the previous scientists had disappeared. “Suspicious.” He dug deeper. Two more specimens were also added to the files the day they disappeared. “Restricted?” The files were blocked from any viewing. This was urgent. He had to make a call. Locking the door, he dialed a number. \n\n“Hello, Dr. Hutchinson.”\n\n“Hello, it’s Dr. Bardelo. How you doing, Harv?”\n\n“Oh no.” Dr. Hutchinson was a nervous man. He didn’t want any trouble from anyone. If anything ever went wrong, people always went to him, asking why. How should he know? He just kept track of files; he’s not a mind reader. Ask security if it just happened, not him. “What do you want?”\n\n“Remember how I got assigned to that spacesuit project, Project Zeta H1?”\n\n“Oh, that was you? I’m so sorry.”\n\n“That’s not what I wanted to hear, Harv.” He knew something was wrong as soon as he heard that. “Look, I just need to know something. Can you give me access to file 1257B?”\n\n“Let me see here…” Dr. Hutchinson typed something on his computer. “That’s restricted, boss, ‘fraid I can’t.”\n\n“You do not understand the plight I am in.” He was getting nervous now. “See, I made it to my location. My partner is unusual.”\n\n“You say that about everyone. No one has to be as intelligent as you, you know?”\n\n“No, I mean it. Have you ever seen a purple fox in a diaper before?”\n\nThere was silence on the other line. “Only on the internet.”\n\n“Now is not the time for jokes. I think specimen YTGh1 got out and infected her.”\n\nMore silence, then typing. “You have access. Just don’t go telling people I did this.”\n\n“I swear I won’t.” He hung up and opened the page again.\n\nFinally, he had access. Two new specimens were added to the catalog the same day that the two scientists originally working on it disappeared. The picture showed two furries in large diapers, one of them a blue canine with a white underbelly and a red feline with orange stripes along the back. Both of them had extremely large breasts and bulges peeking out of the diapers. There was no information on the specimens except their catalog numbers.\n\nIt was exactly as he feared. Specimen YTGh1 escaped and infected Dr. Chris. He had done light research on YTGh1 before being told to head over to Space Tech and had learned one small thing about it. It didn’t like the cold, specifically a concentrated blast of liquid nitrogen. In his duffel bag, he had brought several canisters for research purposes. He wasn’t going to take any chances if it was hostile. His habits of being overly prepared had come in handy once again.\n\nHe had to think of a way out of the bathroom without drawing suspicion to himself. He assumed that if Chwis spoke like a child or a furry on social media, he probably had the brains of one as well. If he acted like he was going to shower, Chwis wouldn’t come in or try anything rash. He turned on the shower and flipped the switch for the overhead fan. He sat on the toilet for a while and thought of a plan. He was interrupted by a knock on the bathroom door.\n\n“Excuse me, doctor. Awe, you done yet?” It was Chwis. “I want you to meet someone.” \n\n“Give me a bit, Chwis!” He shouted over the noise. Wait, meet someone? He thought this was going to be a covert operation. He had little time now. How would he get to his briefcase on the dresser without her potentially going rogue?\n\n“O’tay.” She started to walk away\n\n“I no wanna wait to meet new fwiend, though.” DC said to Chwis.\n\n“Be nice. He nude in there.”\n\n“OWO,” DC audibly expressed. “I wanna see!” She melted into a puddle and began to work her way under the door.\n\n“Nuuuu!” Chwis protested. “We don’t peek on fwiends in da bafroom!” Chwis melted into a puddle herself and chased after DC.\n\nDr. Bardelo watched as a blob of white, black, and purple slid underneath the bathroom door. Around the sound of the fan and the shower, this was just too much to take in at once. That wasn’t Chwis; he was purple, so who was this? \n\nThe puddle stopped after it fully entered the bathroom. It reformed instantly, revealing itself as the cow diaper drone Chwis had droned shortly before. Dr. Bardelo watched in awe and horror as a sci-fi creature cornered him in the bathroom. It looked like a cow, but not like any cow he had ever seen. Why did it have breasts, too, and why were they bigger than Chwis’s? “Oh, hewwo!” \n\n“Um… salutations.”\n\nDC stepped forward and shook his hand, grabbing it from his side. “I’m DC. Chwis named me.”\n\n“I see. Does she often name new people?”\n\n“I no know.” She let go. “I was born today!”\n\nChwis had slid under the door while DC was shaking Dr. Bardelo’s hand and stealthily walked up behind her. “DC, no. Bad. We don’t walk in on fwiends when they’re in da bafroom.” Chwis pulled DC back from Dr. Bardelo, who was now more confused than scared. “He could have been pooping.”\n\n“Oh!” DC looked at Dr. Bardelo. “I sowwy. Were you pooping?”\n\n“No, I was not.”\n\nChwis turned around and faced him. “Well, since we here,” and looked him over, “and you’re wearing clothes, I has a question.”\n\n“Alright then.” He had to play along; he didn’t want to upset the two creatures before him. Where did this second one come from? Nearly an hour ago, he didn’t see her when he came in.\n\n“Would you like to be our fwiend?” Chwis held out a goopy paw to him. It was a friendly gesture, even if it was given with a childish question.\n\n‘I suppose I have no choice. I should accept this offer if I wish to be in their good graces.’ “Why, yes. I would like to be your friend.” He grabbed Chwis’s hand, gripping the slimy hand tightly. \n\nChwis pulled him off the toilet and gave him a big hug. “I wuv fwiends. I want lots of fwiends one day.”\n\n“Can I has hug?” DC asked politely.\n\n“Yes, you may, DC.” Dr. Bardelo was more than used to kissing butts to get his way. He wasn’t proud of it, but that’s how you got funding in this field. He spread his arms wide for DC to embrace him. She ran up to him, which wasn’t very far to run in the bathroom, and gave him a big hug. Her breasts were in his face; they felt like soft, slimy pillows.\n\n*What are you fools doing?* Bangles was amused by this sight of friendship, but this did not suit his goal.\n\n“Making fwiends.” Chwis said aloud, happily. Dr. Bardelo looked at her, confused. She was talking to herself again.\n\n*Yes, and how did I tell you to make friends?*\n\n“Oh yeah. Do I have to?”\n\n*Yes, that way he’ll be you’re ‘best fwiend.’ “* He imitated Chwis’s way of speaking to get the point across.\n\n“BEST FWIEND?!” Chwis shouted. Her eyes went manic with desire. Dr. Bardelo didn’t like that.\n\n“Say,” he said nervously, “why don’t we leave this bathroom and play some games? That’s what you like to do, right? Distract yourself with interactive audio-visual entertainment?” He left DC’s arms to turn off the water in the shower.\n\n“Yeah, whatever you said,” DC chimed in. She opened the door, and the two walked out. Chwis, however, seemed out of it, still alight with the idea of ‘best fwiends,’ following them at a slower pace. Dr. Bardelo and DC sat on one of the beds and waited for Chwis. He spied his briefcase. If he was their friend, he may not need it, but it never hurts to be prepared.\n\nChwis stopped between the dresser and Dr. Bardelo. Suddenly, she jumped him, pinning him to the bed. They both bounced and went head over heels to the floor, with Chwis on top. “Chwis, what are you doing?”\n\n“I wanna be best fwiends.” Chwis said with a feverish look. \n\nDr. Bardelo looked at Chwis with a worried expression. Her look was frantic, manic, even obsessive. “Alright. We can be.” \n\nChwis didn’t respond; she kept looking at him. She stood up and maneuvered herself so her diaper stood above his head. “Are we?”\n\nHe didn’t like where this was going. One wrong move and he was toast; she was going rogue. Could any answer work? He was too far from his briefcase now; there was no way he could reach it. “Yes, we are ‘best fwiends.’ Dare I say, besites?”\n\nNo answer could save him; Chwis had her plan. She thrust her legs up in the air, her diaper slamming onto his face. His muffled screams could barely be heard by the slime diaper that absorbed his head. Wriggling in panic, he tried to push his head out of the diaper. He pushed against the diaper with his hands, trying to use leverage to his advantage, but his hands sunk into the diaper. He could see Chwis’s pucker getting closer and closer to his face. It widened before his eyes, he had never seen anything like it, not like he had done studies on the human body before, of course, but he knew that assholes usually didn’t expand as wide as a human head. This did not bode well for him. “No! Wait!” It was too late, his head was now sucked into her asshole, his body following.\n\nIt was not as tight as he expected it to be inside Chwis. Supposedly due to her being made of goo and all, but it was like going through a child’s slide on a play castle. He fit just fine, sliding into his gooey stomach. Soon he was sucked into her stomach, stuck in the fetal position. \n\n“Oh, best fwiends feel so good.” Chwis patted her inflated stomach and looked at DC. “You made me looser, so he went in nice and qwick.”\n\n“YAY! New fwiends!” DC threw her arms in the air, cheering.\n\n“Best fwiends!” Chwis cheered along with her.\n\nMeanwhile, Dr. Bardelo was stewing in her stomach. His lab coat was dissolved now, and his\n\n*This might take a while.* Bangles said to Chwis. *I’m proud of you. You’re making new friends quickly.*\n\n“Best fwiends, Bangles.” She corrected him, looking up to his forehead.\n\n*Yeah, whatever. Say, I have an idea.* He whispered his idea to Chwis.\n\nShe gasped excitedly. “Bangles, you so SMART!” She slammed her hands on the sides of her head and further exclaimed. “That’s an amazing idea! DC, come here!” She whispered her plan to DC. \n\nDC had the same expression as Chwis, slapping her hands to her head, “Oh. My. GAWSH! YES! I’ll go do it wight now!” DC ran to the bathroom, nearly destroying the door as she slid it aside. Working her way down the shower drain, she went to Space Tech’s private water well.\n\n“O’tay. I’m gonna sit here and wait for my best fwiend to be done.” She sat on the floor and waited while he was digested and processed by her slimy body.\n\nWhile the two drones schemed, Dr. Bardelo was being digested further. His clothes were gone now, butt ass naked inside of her. He knew this was the end for him. He knew he shouldn’t have sent the specimen beforehand, but there was no way it could go on the plane with him. As her stomach began to shrink and compress his body, he started to think about his mortality. He had achieved a lot in his 47 years of life. Discovered ways to make Oobleck applicable and valuable in science, won a Nobel Prize for his studies and improvements on spaceship designs, and his thesis essay on ASMR’s effect on productivity revolutionized the world of stress management. \n\nHowever, there was no way out. Her stomach kept compressing, and there was no way out. He felt his limbs begin to numb from all the slime coating him. “Well, this is it.” He said to himself. “Digested in the stomach of a fellow scientist corrupted by a space slime.”\n\n“Don’t be sad, Doctor.” Chwis’s voice was muted, but he could hear her. “You’re my best fwiend. You’ll be happy soon.” He could hear the smile in her voice.\n\nMaybe it wouldn’t be so bad? Chwis wasn’t malicious after all. If the slime had corrupted Chwis, maybe he would still remember something about himself once he was droned. That’s all he could hope for at this point. “Perhaps you are right, Chwis.” He looked up as best he could, considering her stomach was even tighter around him now. “Go ahead and take me.”\n\n“Awww.” Chwis was pleased to hear this. Her best fwiend was happy to be her best fwiend. “O’tay.” She squeezed her slimy muscles as best she could, and her stomach compressed even faster. \n\nHe whispered to himself before it was so tight he couldn’t say a thing. “I accept my fate.” Chwis’s stomach was now beachball size and rapidly shrinking back to her regular flat state. Chwis stood up and focused. She had done it once before, so it was easier for her now. She held her arms at her sides, held her breath, and squeezed her body. Her body grew wider, and goo began to split from her. The goo that was forming was teal and splitting at a rapid rate. She had improved since creating DC. \n\nThe body of her new friend was already developed, too. The perky wolf ears on her head were upright and at attention. The fur covering her body was also teal with a light grey underbelly and muzzle. The upper body was entirely separated from her now, her breasts a modest C-cup. Her lower half was now separating, and the slime diaper was replicating. Shortly after, the diaper popped out of Chwis’s body, and the canine legs and teal with grey highlights followed suit.\n\nThe new drone fell on her face with a high-pitched “oof.” She got on her hands and knees, trying to get up. Her diaper was so large that it was a struggle. Once she got up, she looked around. The slime-filled room was unchanged. She looked down at herself, back to Chwis. \n\n“Best fwiend?” She waddled over to her and held her hand in both paws.\n\nThe gooey wolf looked at Chwis. “Best fwiends!” She leaped forward and caught Chwis in a tight hug. She licked Chwis’s ear affectionately, and all signs of Dr. Bardelo disappeared. “My name is MEg45.”\n\n“Hmm….” Chwis thought about her drone number. She didn’t like all the drone numbers that Bangles assigned to people much. She wanted to give all her new friends cute names, especially if they were best friends. “MEG! Your name is Meg.” This one was simple to think of.\n\n“YAY!” Meg jumped in the air, her breasts and diaper jiggling.\n\n“Now, Meg, we must see how DC is doing.” They both walked to the bathroom holding hands and went to the shower drain to follow DC.\n\n* * *\n\nHannah Carter was frustrated. She swung open the bathroom stall and slammed it shut. Those jerks in the office didn’t take her seriously at all. She didn’t get a master's in business management to be pushed around like an intern at some fancy pants science building. She pulled down her pants and panties and sat on the toilet, thinking about her employment at Space Tech.\n\nThe bathroom began to rumble. The toilets shook violently. She reached out to her sides and grasped the walls, screaming. This happened before when the engineers in the underground lab accidentally turned on the rocket engine they were working on. It stopped within a few minutes before, so she would ride it out. But this was different. Just the toilets were shaking. The porcelain throne shook, but Hannah waited it out. \n\nThe bathroom exploded with noise. Liquid spewed from the toilets like a fountain, but it wasn’t water. A blast of something thick and gross shot up through the pipes and into Hannah’s pussy and asshole as if laser-guided. She shot up in alarm. A gloppy, purple slime shot out of the toilet like a fountain. She hurriedly pulled her pants up and ran out of the stall. She screamed.\n\nThe bathroom was no different. The sinks' taps and faucets were shot off and scattered about the floor, more slime shooting out of the exposed pipes. The sinks were already packed and overflowing onto the floor. The slime quickly covered the mirrors, walls, and floor. Everywhere she walked, she stepped in slime. Slime was also flowing from the other toilets. “What the hell is happening?”\n\nShe tried running out of the bathroom but couldn’t move. The slime was moving up her leg and keeping her in place. She tried to pull her leg out of the slime, but it wasn’t moving. \n\n*Join us*\n\nShe heard a voice in the echoing bathroom. She looked around and saw no one. \n\n*Don’t you wanna be fwiends?*\n\nShe felt her body jerk backward, falling into the growing pool of slime that the bathroom was becoming. The slime got in her hair, down her pants, and into her nice heels. The slime began to cover her. She screamed again, unable to say anything else.\n\n*We wanna be fwiends with you. Fwiends with evewyone.*\n\nThe slime had covered everything except her face. It worked its way into her ears and wriggled inside. She whined at its sliminess. She suddenly enjoyed it. “Oh, that feels good.” The sensation of slime tentacles in her ear, indirectly absorbing all her earwax, felt delightful. “Yes, I would love to be your friend.” She spread her arms out wide and let the slime cover her completely. With a big smile, she closed her eyes, and the slime took her.\n\nMinutes later, Hannah strutted out of the bathroom. Her confidence was restored but at a cost. Where she once wore a prim business suit, showing just enough cleavage as is socially acceptable by dress code, a knee-length skirt, some black heels, and some white panties, she now wore nothing but a purple slime diaper that no pair of pants would hide. Her smooth skin was replaced by pink fur, white stripes running vertically down her back, and a new skunk tail that stuck out of the slime diaper. Her breasts that were once perky little B cups now stood F cups, flopping as she walked. \n\n“I need to make fwiends!” she said as she walked back to her office. Sounds of screaming and rushing water could be heard throughout the building. Screaming and other silly voices saying, “Let’s be fwiends!” Today was going to be a bizarre day.\n\n* * *\n\nChwis and Meg popped out of the pipe that led to the well. DC stood there shooting slime into it, arms outstretched and focusing. \n\n“OWO, DC, you did so good!” Chwis looked at the well before them. Space tech often performed water tests, so they needed a supply that could be accessed easily. This proved to be in their favor. DC was able to contaminate the water supply and destroy the pipes all in one go.\n\n“I did do good!” She kept shooting slime into the well. She stopped pumping slime and looked at Meg. “Is this our new best fwiend?”\n\n“Hoi!” Meg shot a paw up in the air and waved it frantically. “I’m Meg!” She ran to DC and hugged her. “Best fwiends.”\n\nThe three of them shot their hands in the air. “BEST FWIENDS!” They all stepped to the edge of the well and started pumping slime together.\n\n*Well, you did good, kid.* Bangles said reluctantly. *With three of you pumping slime into the building, it’ll be leaking out of the walls after an hour.*\n\n“Then we’ll have a whole building of best fwiends.” They continued to pump their slime. They would see their friends in a bit, but for now, they would enjoy their fun.\n \n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The Secret Project: Best Fwiends

Twenty days had passed since Chris had opened the cryofreeze tube and released the Blangie, a slime alien from space. Being trapped in the basement left plenty of time for her and the slime to get acquainted. She had no choice since she had been assimilated and transformed into her fursona. The purple fox that was now Chris, Drone Unit CHw15, or Chwis, was finishing up some work that had to be done.

The basement lab that used to be pristine and sparkling was now in disarray. The walls were covered in Chwis’s purple slime, leaving no one tile or LED light uncovered. The lights shone through the slime he had sprayed, casting a dim magenta light throughout the lab. The cabinet with test tubes and beakers was now wide open, and the glass door was shattered. The beakers and test tubes inside were scattered about the floor in pieces or cracked. Papers littered the floor, stuck to the slime that covered the floor. The cabinets that previously held tools, specimens of study, and other assorted supplies were wide open and emptied with slime dripping from the shelves.

Chwis sat in the middle of the disheveled lab, leaning back on her vast slime diaper, grabbing her legs off the ground, and rocking back and forth. “It’s all done!” She rocked around and looked at her handiwork. Her ears twitched as she smiled to herself.

*Yeah, but what did this accomplish?* The slime in her head had asked.

“Something to do, Bangles.” She had difficulty pronouncing Blangie now that her IQ had dropped after her dronification, so she took to calling the slime Bangles as much as it protested.

It sighed. *Don’t call me that. Anyways, when is that doctor gonna show up? I’m in desperate need of someone else to talk to.*

“You don’t wike me?” Chwis has stopped rocking. She tried to stand but couldn’t reach the ground. Slime tears formed in her eyes. “Why you no wike me? I wike you, Bangles. You’re my bestest friend in the world.”

Oh my god, Bangles thought, why did I have to make her like this? *It just gets boring around here with just us two.*

A speaker by the elevator door came to life, “Dr. Chris, Dr. Bardelo is here. We’ll be sending him down shortly.”

“YAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!” Chwis bounced off the ground, her giant slime diaper going airborne. It landed, and slime splattered out, leaving it small enough for her to walk in again. She got up and danced for joy.

*Shouldn’t you be concerned about what he’s going to say?*

“He’ll say I did good!” Chwis said with no idea what he did wrong. “I set you fwee!”

*Yes, you did. But he’s going to report to higher-ups that you did that.*

“Oh noes!”

*Yeah, you’ll have to stop him from doing that.”

“With hugs?” Chwis was an innocent soul. She wanted only love.

*No! Drone him!” They clearly had competing agendas.

“How do that?”

The elevator made a ding before Bangles could answer. The door slid open, and a sallow complexioned man in a lab coat stepped out. His short, oily black hair, in a combover, failed to cover his bald spot. He stood at a mere 5’3, carrying a suitcase and duffel bag. The khaki pants and plain red shirt stood out from the white lab coat, his shirt stained with sweat from the long flight and lack of time to change.

“Sorry I took so long. It's not like I wanted to be here anyway.” He had his phone out; little blips and boops came from it every time he tapped the screen. “Ok, my superiors know that I have arrived safely….” He looked up from his phone, dropping it in sheer surprise. He looked at the magenta-tinted room, slime covering the walls. “Great Gatsby.”

“Hai!” Chwis ran for Dr. Bardelo. “Oh, I’ve been waiting for you, uwu.” She nuzzled her face against his affectionately. “I was so lonely down here by myself. I had to redecorate to pass the time.”

Dr. Bardelo looked around. He looked at this fox that was rubbing itself against him. It was gooey? And was that a large diaper on its rear end? Why did it have breasts? He had a suspicion, but he had to confirm it. “So, you’re Dr. Chris, right?”

“Chwis. Ch. W. Is. It happens, don’t wowwy.” Sounding out her name, she smiled and let go of the doctor. “Come in, come in.” She gestured for him to follow. He tried his best to, but his shoes stuck to the slime floor with every step, like the sticky floor of a movie theatre. He left his phone behind because it was stuck in the slime. He’ll ask someone to get him another one if he can afford it. Eventually, he made it to the room he was being led to, the bedroom. The bedroom was no better. He was expecting his sleeping quarters but had to share a room with Chwis. This posed dangers he did not expect. The beds seemed to be rectangles of whatever the floor was made of. “We sweep here. Dat one is yours.” She pointed to the bed on the right.

“Oh,” the doctor said plainly, “This looks delightful.” He lied through his teeth. This room was also coated head to toe in slime. It didn’t have much decoration, but it seems Chwis took care of that. Each slime bed had a side table that was covered in slime. The two dressers on either side of the room had open drawers filled with slime. “I love what you’ve done with the sleeping quarters.”

“Tank you vewy much.” Chwis smiled and began jumping on the slime bed on the left, presumably hers. It made a *boing* noise every time she landed on it. He watched her, concerned. This is by far the weirdest of all the collaborations he had ever participated in in his scientific career. The package sent to her was nowhere to be seen, either. Very likely, it was moved when all this decorating happened, but he needed to see it to confirm his suspicions.

“Dr. Chris?”

“Chwis! No doctor.”

“Alright then. Chwis. Have you seen a package that was sent here before my arrival? It contained some paperwork and a cryotube?”

Chwis stopped bouncing and landed on his diapered bottom with a *squish*. “No, it fine. He should know.” She paused for a moment. “Well, I got rid of the box, remember?” Another pause. “Fine, I think of somting.” She addressed Dr. Bardelo, “No, I no saw it.”

It was a baldfaced lie. What was with those pauses in his speech? Was she talking to herself? Dr. Bardelo had several questions but still no answers, only suspicions. He set his briefcase down on the slimed dresser on his side of the room. “It’s been a long flight. I’ll refresh myself, and we’ll get down to business.”

“O’tay.” Chwis returned to bouncing on the bed without a care in the world. The doctor walked into the bathroom and closed the door.

*That was close. He suspects that you opened my cryotube.*

“Wat? Nah. He good.” Chwis didn’t suspect him at all. All she cared about was having fun.

A speaker in the bedroom activated, “Dr. Chris, I have a grocery delivery for you.”

It was about time for a fresh delivery, what with having two people now. It was not like Chwis needed to eat, what with being fully made of slime now. “Yay! Send them down!”

*No! If a civilian sees all this, they’ll panic.*

“Why? It’s all fun.”

*They don’t understand you like I do.* He responded sarcastically.

“So, what do?”

Bangles thought of something. If he couldn’t convince her to build the drone army for evil, maybe he could convince her to do it to make more friends. *Because then they would understand you.*

“Oh! Why you no say so?” He ran for the elevator door and waited for the delivery person. “Wait, how do?”

*Ok, I’ll remind you real fast. Listen this time.*



Suzy worked for SwiftCart deliveries. She didn’t particularly enjoy the job, but it put food on the table. She often thought about returning to her family's farm, but she was never a fan of hard labor. One thing she hated about these jobs was trying to deliver to big apartments and corporate buildings. Getting in was always a problem. Sure, the app gave her directions, but the secretaries always told her she wasn’t allowed to go where she needed to or something.

Imagine her surprise when she was told, “Go down that hall, take a left, and take the elevator. You’ll need this card key. Swipe it and enter this code.” Geez, this guy must never leave, she thought, almost like a high-security prison. She wanted so badly to finish this delivery and go home. She bought a new strain of weed from this dude in an alley and wanted to see if it was worth all the fuss she made about it.

The door opened, and she nearly dropped all her groceries. A purple fox in a huge diaper was there waiting for her. “HAI!” The fox grabbed Suzy by the shoulders and pulled her into the lab. The groceries did fall from her arms this time, the bags falling to the floor and various foodstuffs scattering to the floor. Veggies, shrink-wrapped packs of meat, bags of tortilla chips, a gallon of milk, the old Chris’s favorite pasta sticking to the slimy floor.

“What are you doing? Let me go!” Suzy struggled, but the fox creature was much stronger than she looked.

“I’m Chwis. Wanna be fwiends?” She looked into Suzy’s eyes with anticipation, just as Bangles had told her.

Suzy had known these types of people before, but she had never seen a person like this. Maybe it was an elaborate fursuit or something. She looked her up and down. There was something about her body that she didn’t like but just couldn’t pinpoint it. It wasn’t the diaper; she was jealous of a big diaper like that. Was it her tits? Very well could have been. She wasn’t very large herself, but she was a modest size. She looked at her watch, eager to get home. “Sure, that sounds nice.” She pulled out her phone. “Look, can I get you to sign for this delivery?”

“YAY! FWIENDS!” Chwis wasted no time pushing her to the ground and stepping over her. Looking up in horror, Chwis’s giant slime diaper stood above her face. “We’re gonna be such good fwiends.” She sat on her face. Suzy’s face went right through her diaper. It was dark inside of the diaper and very sticky. Her muffled screams could be heard, but Chwis stayed on top of her. Wiggling her hips to line up her head with his asshole, Chwis sat harder on Suzy, her nose now pressing up against her asshole. To her amazement and horror, she found herself being sucked in, Chwis’s asshole spreading wide enough to suck her in. Her head was sucked in, and her body was following suit.

Chwis moaned. “My fwiend is so big. I don’t know if I can take her.”

Suzy was absorbed up to her breasts. Chwis’s stomach filled and inflated as the mass entered her body. Struggling in vain, Suzy was sucked further in. ‘Well, this is it,’ she thought, ‘I’m being vored by some furry-looking thing.’ Her head was now in Chwis’s stomach, her body coming in after her. It was warm inside Chwis’s stomach, warm and moist like a sauna.

Her legs were the only thing left now, and Chwis felt full. “Oh noes. I is full.”

*You’re not done yet.* Chwis looked down at his belly, easily larger than himself by two counts. *Absorb her the rest of the way.*

“Fine.” She took a deep breath and sucked them in. They slowly slid inside like a child slurping a spaghetti noodle.

Suzy was now curled up inside of Chwis’s stomach. Her clothes were dissolving as the fluids covered her, leaving her as naked as the day she was born. She came to terms with her plight as a dream, a drug-fueled dream. She had tried that weed she bought from the alley man, and this was all a weird, trippy dream. She curled up and let it ride out. Chwis’s stomach started shrinking, making her warm, moist environment smaller and more claustrophobic. She had accepted this as a dream and let the drugs take her where they may. Soon, it was so tight she couldn’t help but get squished. Her body compressed as the walls closed around her. ‘Whatever,’ she thought, ‘this is fun enough.’ Soon, she was no longer, and Chwis’s stomach returned to normal, thin size.

*Now, remember what to do.*

“Yes, yes. I remember.” Chwis focused on the mass that she had just digested. She found it within herself, her gooey body underneath the furry exterior. Focusing on its energy, she split her body in half. One half remained the purple fox, and the other was a different color. The half that was splitting from her was white with black spots. The top of its head had little yellow horns. It also had an udder on its stomach. As it reached complete separation, more details were manifested. Breasts developed on the body, about G cups. The feet were hooves, while the hands had five fingers. A large mass of purple slime stuck to the groin area, forming a diaper larger than an ordinary diaper. A cow’s tail stuck out from it.

The new body fully separated from Chwis, stumbling but landing on its feet. Opening its eyes, it looked around, down at itself, and back to Chwis.

“Fwiend?” Chwis tilted her head questioningly.

“Fwiend!” Suzy was reborn as a drone and didn’t even know what had happened. Her intelligence was drained and left as a cow drone with a slime diaper. She ran for Chwis and gave her a big hug.  
 
“I wuv new fwiends.” Hugging her back. “What your name?”

Suzy looked at Chwis. “Me no know.” She looked herself over, hoping to see a number or something to tell her.”

*Her number is DCs17. She should know that.*

“Bangles says your name is DCs17. I no like it.”

“Me too.” Suzy shook her head violently.

“Well.” Chwis walked around Suzy, inspecting her. “I’m CHw13, but you can call me Chwis. Your name no look like another name.” She thought of something. “I know! I call you Diapee Cow, like in your number, but DC for short.”

DC checked her memory. She did find that her number was DCs17. DC could stand for Diapee Cow. It was cute.

“O’tay.” She jumped for joy, her breasts flopping.

“We has a fwiend over there.” She pointed to the master bathroom where Dr. Bardelo was. “We gotta go say hi.”

* * *

Once he closed the door, Dr. Bardelo pulled out his phone, checking his files from the cloud. “This is not good, not good at all.” Accessing his data network, he searched his files for the specimen in the cryotube. He was supposed to work on it with Dr. Chris, but it looks like it got out somehow. Checking for any previous files on the specimen contained within, he was hoping for something. Anything.

“Eureka!” He found what he was after. He was moved to this project after the previous scientists had disappeared. “Suspicious.” He dug deeper. Two more specimens were also added to the files the day they disappeared. “Restricted?” The files were blocked from any viewing. This was urgent. He had to make a call. Locking the door, he dialed a number.

“Hello, Dr. Hutchinson.”

“Hello, it’s Dr. Bardelo. How you doing, Harv?”

“Oh no.” Dr. Hutchinson was a nervous man. He didn’t want any trouble from anyone. If anything ever went wrong, people always went to him, asking why. How should he know? He just kept track of files; he’s not a mind reader. Ask security if it just happened, not him. “What do you want?”

“Remember how I got assigned to that spacesuit project, Project Zeta H1?”

“Oh, that was you? I’m so sorry.”

“That’s not what I wanted to hear, Harv.” He knew something was wrong as soon as he heard that. “Look, I just need to know something. Can you give me access to file 1257B?”

“Let me see here…” Dr. Hutchinson typed something on his computer. “That’s restricted, boss, ‘fraid I can’t.”

“You do not understand the plight I am in.” He was getting nervous now. “See, I made it to my location. My partner is unusual.”

“You say that about everyone. No one has to be as intelligent as you, you know?”

“No, I mean it. Have you ever seen a purple fox in a diaper before?”

There was silence on the other line. “Only on the internet.”

“Now is not the time for jokes. I think specimen YTGh1 got out and infected her.”

More silence, then typing. “You have access. Just don’t go telling people I did this.”

“I swear I won’t.” He hung up and opened the page again.

Finally, he had access. Two new specimens were added to the catalog the same day that the two scientists originally working on it disappeared. The picture showed two furries in large diapers, one of them a blue canine with a white underbelly and a red feline with orange stripes along the back. Both of them had extremely large breasts and bulges peeking out of the diapers. There was no information on the specimens except their catalog numbers.

It was exactly as he feared. Specimen YTGh1 escaped and infected Dr. Chris. He had done light research on YTGh1 before being told to head over to Space Tech and had learned one small thing about it. It didn’t like the cold, specifically a concentrated blast of liquid nitrogen. In his duffel bag, he had brought several canisters for research purposes. He wasn’t going to take any chances if it was hostile. His habits of being overly prepared had come in handy once again.

He had to think of a way out of the bathroom without drawing suspicion to himself. He assumed that if Chwis spoke like a child or a furry on social media, he probably had the brains of one as well. If he acted like he was going to shower, Chwis wouldn’t come in or try anything rash. He turned on the shower and flipped the switch for the overhead fan. He sat on the toilet for a while and thought of a plan. He was interrupted by a knock on the bathroom door.

“Excuse me, doctor. Awe, you done yet?” It was Chwis. “I want you to meet someone.”

“Give me a bit, Chwis!” He shouted over the noise. Wait, meet someone? He thought this was going to be a covert operation. He had little time now. How would he get to his briefcase on the dresser without her potentially going rogue?

“O’tay.” She started to walk away

“I no wanna wait to meet new fwiend, though.” DC said to Chwis.

“Be nice. He nude in there.”

“OWO,” DC audibly expressed. “I wanna see!” She melted into a puddle and began to work her way under the door.

“Nuuuu!” Chwis protested. “We don’t peek on fwiends in da bafroom!” Chwis melted into a puddle herself and chased after DC.

Dr. Bardelo watched as a blob of white, black, and purple slid underneath the bathroom door. Around the sound of the fan and the shower, this was just too much to take in at once. That wasn’t Chwis; he was purple, so who was this?

The puddle stopped after it fully entered the bathroom. It reformed instantly, revealing itself as the cow diaper drone Chwis had droned shortly before. Dr. Bardelo watched in awe and horror as a sci-fi creature cornered him in the bathroom. It looked like a cow, but not like any cow he had ever seen. Why did it have breasts, too, and why were they bigger than Chwis’s? “Oh, hewwo!”

“Um… salutations.”

DC stepped forward and shook his hand, grabbing it from his side. “I’m DC. Chwis named me.”

“I see. Does she often name new people?”

“I no know.” She let go. “I was born today!”

Chwis had slid under the door while DC was shaking Dr. Bardelo’s hand and stealthily walked up behind her. “DC, no. Bad. We don’t walk in on fwiends when they’re in da bafroom.” Chwis pulled DC back from Dr. Bardelo, who was now more confused than scared. “He could have been pooping.”

“Oh!” DC looked at Dr. Bardelo. “I sowwy. Were you pooping?”

“No, I was not.”

Chwis turned around and faced him. “Well, since we here,” and looked him over, “and you’re wearing clothes, I has a question.”

“Alright then.” He had to play along; he didn’t want to upset the two creatures before him. Where did this second one come from? Nearly an hour ago, he didn’t see her when he came in.

“Would you like to be our fwiend?” Chwis held out a goopy paw to him. It was a friendly gesture, even if it was given with a childish question.

‘I suppose I have no choice. I should accept this offer if I wish to be in their good graces.’ “Why, yes. I would like to be your friend.” He grabbed Chwis’s hand, gripping the slimy hand tightly.

Chwis pulled him off the toilet and gave him a big hug. “I wuv fwiends. I want lots of fwiends one day.”

“Can I has hug?” DC asked politely.

“Yes, you may, DC.” Dr. Bardelo was more than used to kissing butts to get his way. He wasn’t proud of it, but that’s how you got funding in this field. He spread his arms wide for DC to embrace him. She ran up to him, which wasn’t very far to run in the bathroom, and gave him a big hug. Her breasts were in his face; they felt like soft, slimy pillows.

*What are you fools doing?* Bangles was amused by this sight of friendship, but this did not suit his goal.

“Making fwiends.” Chwis said aloud, happily. Dr. Bardelo looked at her, confused. She was talking to herself again.

*Yes, and how did I tell you to make friends?*

“Oh yeah. Do I have to?”

*Yes, that way he’ll be you’re ‘best fwiend.’ “* He imitated Chwis’s way of speaking to get the point across.

“BEST FWIEND?!” Chwis shouted. Her eyes went manic with desire. Dr. Bardelo didn’t like that.

“Say,” he said nervously, “why don’t we leave this bathroom and play some games? That’s what you like to do, right? Distract yourself with interactive audio-visual entertainment?” He left DC’s arms to turn off the water in the shower.

“Yeah, whatever you said,” DC chimed in. She opened the door, and the two walked out. Chwis, however, seemed out of it, still alight with the idea of ‘best fwiends,’ following them at a slower pace. Dr. Bardelo and DC sat on one of the beds and waited for Chwis. He spied his briefcase. If he was their friend, he may not need it, but it never hurts to be prepared.

Chwis stopped between the dresser and Dr. Bardelo. Suddenly, she jumped him, pinning him to the bed. They both bounced and went head over heels to the floor, with Chwis on top. “Chwis, what are you doing?”

“I wanna be best fwiends.” Chwis said with a feverish look.

Dr. Bardelo looked at Chwis with a worried expression. Her look was frantic, manic, even obsessive. “Alright. We can be.”

Chwis didn’t respond; she kept looking at him. She stood up and maneuvered herself so her diaper stood above his head. “Are we?”

He didn’t like where this was going. One wrong move and he was toast; she was going rogue. Could any answer work? He was too far from his briefcase now; there was no way he could reach it. “Yes, we are ‘best fwiends.’ Dare I say, besites?”

No answer could save him; Chwis had her plan. She thrust her legs up in the air, her diaper slamming onto his face. His muffled screams could barely be heard by the slime diaper that absorbed his head. Wriggling in panic, he tried to push his head out of the diaper. He pushed against the diaper with his hands, trying to use leverage to his advantage, but his hands sunk into the diaper. He could see Chwis’s pucker getting closer and closer to his face. It widened before his eyes, he had never seen anything like it, not like he had done studies on the human body before, of course, but he knew that assholes usually didn’t expand as wide as a human head. This did not bode well for him. “No! Wait!” It was too late, his head was now sucked into her asshole, his body following.

It was not as tight as he expected it to be inside Chwis. Supposedly due to her being made of goo and all, but it was like going through a child’s slide on a play castle. He fit just fine, sliding into his gooey stomach. Soon he was sucked into her stomach, stuck in the fetal position.

“Oh, best fwiends feel so good.” Chwis patted her inflated stomach and looked at DC. “You made me looser, so he went in nice and qwick.”

“YAY! New fwiends!” DC threw her arms in the air, cheering.

“Best fwiends!” Chwis cheered along with her.

Meanwhile, Dr. Bardelo was stewing in her stomach. His lab coat was dissolved now, and his

*This might take a while.* Bangles said to Chwis. *I’m proud of you. You’re making new friends quickly.*

“Best fwiends, Bangles.” She corrected him, looking up to his forehead.

*Yeah, whatever. Say, I have an idea.* He whispered his idea to Chwis.

She gasped excitedly. “Bangles, you so SMART!” She slammed her hands on the sides of her head and further exclaimed. “That’s an amazing idea! DC, come here!” She whispered her plan to DC.

DC had the same expression as Chwis, slapping her hands to her head, “Oh. My. GAWSH! YES! I’ll go do it wight now!” DC ran to the bathroom, nearly destroying the door as she slid it aside. Working her way down the shower drain, she went to Space Tech’s private water well.

“O’tay. I’m gonna sit here and wait for my best fwiend to be done.” She sat on the floor and waited while he was digested and processed by her slimy body.

While the two drones schemed, Dr. Bardelo was being digested further. His clothes were gone now, butt ass naked inside of her. He knew this was the end for him. He knew he shouldn’t have sent the specimen beforehand, but there was no way it could go on the plane with him. As her stomach began to shrink and compress his body, he started to think about his mortality. He had achieved a lot in his 47 years of life. Discovered ways to make Oobleck applicable and valuable in science, won a Nobel Prize for his studies and improvements on spaceship designs, and his thesis essay on ASMR’s effect on productivity revolutionized the world of stress management.

However, there was no way out. Her stomach kept compressing, and there was no way out. He felt his limbs begin to numb from all the slime coating him. “Well, this is it.” He said to himself. “Digested in the stomach of a fellow scientist corrupted by a space slime.”

“Don’t be sad, Doctor.” Chwis’s voice was muted, but he could hear her. “You’re my best fwiend. You’ll be happy soon.” He could hear the smile in her voice.

Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad? Chwis wasn’t malicious after all. If the slime had corrupted Chwis, maybe he would still remember something about himself once he was droned. That’s all he could hope for at this point. “Perhaps you are right, Chwis.” He looked up as best he could, considering her stomach was even tighter around him now. “Go ahead and take me.”

“Awww.” Chwis was pleased to hear this. Her best fwiend was happy to be her best fwiend. “O’tay.” She squeezed her slimy muscles as best she could, and her stomach compressed even faster.

He whispered to himself before it was so tight he couldn’t say a thing. “I accept my fate.” Chwis’s stomach was now beachball size and rapidly shrinking back to her regular flat state. Chwis stood up and focused. She had done it once before, so it was easier for her now. She held her arms at her sides, held her breath, and squeezed her body. Her body grew wider, and goo began to split from her. The goo that was forming was teal and splitting at a rapid rate. She had improved since creating DC.

The body of her new friend was already developed, too. The perky wolf ears on her head were upright and at attention. The fur covering her body was also teal with a light grey underbelly and muzzle. The upper body was entirely separated from her now, her breasts a modest C-cup. Her lower half was now separating, and the slime diaper was replicating. Shortly after, the diaper popped out of Chwis’s body, and the canine legs and teal with grey highlights followed suit.

The new drone fell on her face with a high-pitched “oof.” She got on her hands and knees, trying to get up. Her diaper was so large that it was a struggle. Once she got up, she looked around. The slime-filled room was unchanged. She looked down at herself, back to Chwis.

“Best fwiend?” She waddled over to her and held her hand in both paws.

The gooey wolf looked at Chwis. “Best fwiends!” She leaped forward and caught Chwis in a tight hug. She licked Chwis’s ear affectionately, and all signs of Dr. Bardelo disappeared. “My name is MEg45.”

“Hmm….” Chwis thought about her drone number. She didn’t like all the drone numbers that Bangles assigned to people much. She wanted to give all her new friends cute names, especially if they were best friends. “MEG! Your name is Meg.” This one was simple to think of.

“YAY!” Meg jumped in the air, her breasts and diaper jiggling.

“Now, Meg, we must see how DC is doing.” They both walked to the bathroom holding hands and went to the shower drain to follow DC.

* * *

Hannah Carter was frustrated. She swung open the bathroom stall and slammed it shut. Those jerks in the office didn’t take her seriously at all. She didn’t get a master's in business management to be pushed around like an intern at some fancy pants science building. She pulled down her pants and panties and sat on the toilet, thinking about her employment at Space Tech.

The bathroom began to rumble. The toilets shook violently. She reached out to her sides and grasped the walls, screaming. This happened before when the engineers in the underground lab accidentally turned on the rocket engine they were working on. It stopped within a few minutes before, so she would ride it out. But this was different. Just the toilets were shaking. The porcelain throne shook, but Hannah waited it out.

The bathroom exploded with noise. Liquid spewed from the toilets like a fountain, but it wasn’t water. A blast of something thick and gross shot up through the pipes and into Hannah’s pussy and asshole as if laser-guided. She shot up in alarm. A gloppy, purple slime shot out of the toilet like a fountain. She hurriedly pulled her pants up and ran out of the stall. She screamed.

The bathroom was no different. The sinks' taps and faucets were shot off and scattered about the floor, more slime shooting out of the exposed pipes. The sinks were already packed and overflowing onto the floor. The slime quickly covered the mirrors, walls, and floor. Everywhere she walked, she stepped in slime. Slime was also flowing from the other toilets. “What the hell is happening?”

She tried running out of the bathroom but couldn’t move. The slime was moving up her leg and keeping her in place. She tried to pull her leg out of the slime, but it wasn’t moving.

*Join us*

She heard a voice in the echoing bathroom. She looked around and saw no one.

*Don’t you wanna be fwiends?*

She felt her body jerk backward, falling into the growing pool of slime that the bathroom was becoming. The slime got in her hair, down her pants, and into her nice heels. The slime began to cover her. She screamed again, unable to say anything else.

*We wanna be fwiends with you. Fwiends with evewyone.*

The slime had covered everything except her face. It worked its way into her ears and wriggled inside. She whined at its sliminess. She suddenly enjoyed it. “Oh, that feels good.” The sensation of slime tentacles in her ear, indirectly absorbing all her earwax, felt delightful. “Yes, I would love to be your friend.” She spread her arms out wide and let the slime cover her completely. With a big smile, she closed her eyes, and the slime took her.

Minutes later, Hannah strutted out of the bathroom. Her confidence was restored but at a cost. Where she once wore a prim business suit, showing just enough cleavage as is socially acceptable by dress code, a knee-length skirt, some black heels, and some white panties, she now wore nothing but a purple slime diaper that no pair of pants would hide. Her smooth skin was replaced by pink fur, white stripes running vertically down her back, and a new skunk tail that stuck out of the slime diaper. Her breasts that were once perky little B cups now stood F cups, flopping as she walked.

“I need to make fwiends!” she said as she walked back to her office. Sounds of screaming and rushing water could be heard throughout the building. Screaming and other silly voices saying, “Let’s be fwiends!” Today was going to be a bizarre day.

* * *

Chwis and Meg popped out of the pipe that led to the well. DC stood there shooting slime into it, arms outstretched and focusing.

“OWO, DC, you did so good!” Chwis looked at the well before them. Space tech often performed water tests, so they needed a supply that could be accessed easily. This proved to be in their favor. DC was able to contaminate the water supply and destroy the pipes all in one go.

“I did do good!” She kept shooting slime into the well. She stopped pumping slime and looked at Meg. “Is this our new best fwiend?”

“Hoi!” Meg shot a paw up in the air and waved it frantically. “I’m Meg!” She ran to DC and hugged her. “Best fwiends.”

The three of them shot their hands in the air. “BEST FWIENDS!” They all stepped to the edge of the well and started pumping slime together.

*Well, you did good, kid.* Bangles said reluctantly. *With three of you pumping slime into the building, it’ll be leaking out of the walls after an hour.*

“Then we’ll have a whole building of best fwiends.” They continued to pump their slime. They would see their friends in a bit, but for now, they would enjoy their fun.
 
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