Prompt: Feeling Hazy (FINAL)

Summary: A scientist sabotages their own lab experiment, turning themselves into a gaseous being. The strange gas they're made of proves to have some strange, calming, even hypnotic qualities to it. Commissioned by Someone anonymous for September 2022.

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Part 7 (Sep '22)

Once Wendy settled down from her euphoric episodes and settled into her body proper, Felicia went ahead with cosmetic alterations according to Wendy's designs. It was clear that Wendy would never be a human in the biological sense ever again, but it wasn't clear if she would want to be human in the anatomical sense, as strange a position as that was.

Wendy had been reduced to a hypnotic gaseous compound, so her new body came with various functions to emulate her old body, largely through judicious applications of weaving nanotech fibres. With Wendy's sharp mind, she could essentially recode her body to perform any applications she required. Her body had a desirable flexibility to it as a result.

Though her body's default was a black, latex covering that comprised her entire body, her rubbery skin had the complexity of an LCD display, so she could present herself however she chose... so long as it was something that fit her luscious form. That was a limitation she didn't pay a lot of mind to, walking around the labs looking like she fit perfectly in an arousing red rubber jumpsuit. Her true form was stored in her breasts, hips, and ass, and she liked the attention she got; she would purposefully inflate herself, attracting looks as her thighs squeaked against each other, her buxom bouncing with each step.

At Felicia's suggestion, Wendy received technologically-enhanced hair implants that could grow, retract, and change colours at Wendy's whim; the prismic light shows that came from Wendy playing around with the feature reminded Felicia of one of her friend's expensive PC gaming keyboards, it was so gaudy. Wendy could even stylize her hair with a mental suggestion, allowing it to tie into a ponytail or letting it flow loose, so trips to the hair stylist would be a thing of the past.

All of these features were nice, but the feeling of occupying a physical space once again was more satisfying of all. To celebrate the restoration of her bodily autonomy, Wendy took Felicia out on the town to celebrate.

"You don't think your new body is a bit too... revealing, no?" Felicia, trading a labcoat for a casual t-shirt and shorts combo, glanced around, feeling secondhand embarrassment for the lewd looks Wendy was receiving.

"Oh my dear, I believe it covers up everything it ought to." Wendy commented. "Other than that, I have nothing to hide~"

Boing boing. She cupped her hands under her G-cup breasts and gave them a jubilant shake, earning her a side-eye from Felicia.

"Then... you're settling into your new body just fine?" Felicia asked. "I don't need to be your flesh Uber anymore?"

"I'm settling in marvelously, thank you for asking~" Wendy smiled radiantly. "And I daresay, my new body works far better than my body ever did... or yours."

As the two women prepared to turn a corner, Wendy demonstrated by lashing her arm out. Lacking bones, it wrapped squeakily around a nearby streetlight, looping three times as her boneless limb stretched taut. Wendy's other hand wrapped around Felicia's waist as she playfully pulled her along, swinging around the corner; her ropey arm lashed out from the streetlight as it unravelled and snapped back to her side.

"Ah-!?" Felicia blushed with Wendy's bold move, shooting a look at her as Wendy beamed with pride.

"Very flexible." Wendy chuckled.

"...W-well, I... It sounds... fun." Felicia's eyes lowered. "But... are you really okay with this?"

"Mm? You're muttering, come on, speak up." Wendy raised her hand, gesturing for Felicia to keep going.

"W-well, it's just... weird, is all. Freaky. Hypnotically grotesque, even, you... you're not even a flesh and blood human, you're more of a weird machine, and I..." Felicia rubbed her arm.

"Do you feel guilty? For not working to prevent this critical advancement in reconstruction sciences?" Wendy tilted her head. "It was my idea to begin with, you recall. You're just my assistant."

"I-it's just that, that there's this sense of finality to it! You don't feel like you lost part of yourself over this?" Felicia rubbed a hand through her hair. "Like, gah, if I was more attentive, maybe I would've caught on and-"

Felicia's worried rambling was cut off by Wendy as the heavy-set rubber woman shifted in front of her, glowing eyes narrowing. She took Felicia's shoulders with a firm, yet reassuring grip.

"You're stressed. Too stressed." Wendy studied Felicia's expression. "It'll causes wrinkles, terrible for one's complexion."

"Wh..." Felicia stammered. "What does that even-"

"Let me help you relax."

Wendy leaned forward, her lips parting as she exhaled gently; from her throat, a strand of wispy green haze billowed forward, seizing Felicia's senses as the hypnotic trails overwhelmed her, entering through her open mouth. She breathed it in, her body relaxing, going slack all at once. She stood at attention, like a robot ready to receive a command; her irises flashes a curious shade of lime green.

"Wendy..." Felicia muttered. Wendy smiled, cocking her head to the side.

"You will abandon these anxious thoughts. You will think only of pleasant things." Wendy brushed back Felicia's hair.

"Yes... pleasant things..." Felicia droned, her dull eyes staring off into empty space. Wendy took her chin to turn Felicia's vacant expression towards herself.

"Won't you smile for me?" Wendy's lips curled encouragingly. "You'll feel better."

Felicia's neutral expression lightened up, her lips curling into a bright smile, her eyes widening with happiness.

"Yes... happy... I want to be happy..." Felicia droned still. "I want to feel better..."

"Let's take our impromptu hypnotherapy session somewhere else." Wendy patted Felicia's shoulders. "Somewhere high up... I want to see this city from a different point of view."

Felicia didn't offer any resistance as Wendy took the entranced woman into her arms, cradling her as if she were her bride. Wendy's legs tensed up... they creaked as they compressed, tension and strength building in her tendons as her nanotech synapses relayed commands.

And in a moment... SPROING! She was off to the skies with a mighty leap, surging from springy legs! Wendy took a deep breath, feeling lighter than air as her body swelled, filling with hot air as she made herself into a make-shift hot air ballon, her curves swelling in all directions as she ballooned over the crowd.

She bounded from rooftop to rooftop, with Felicia in tow, her sleek, lightweight body moving effortlessly. She felt lighter than air, stronger than steel, sharper than a blade.

Wendy felt invincible, and she had Felicia to thank for that. She would have to repay the favour, no matter what.

THE END