This choice: swimsuit from last week. *test where she decides to merge* • Go Back... "So, I'm on my way over now to pick up my swimsuit from last week. See you soon, Mel. Bye."
Rebecca then hung up, grabbed one of her bikinis out of her closet, stuffed the two-piece swimwear into her pocket, and began to head over to Melissa's house. In the mean time, Melissa herself had begun fantasizing over the idea of merging into Rebecca's sexy swimsuit. Her mind wandered hopelessly as it was flooded with images of her crush wearing one of her skimpy bikinis with Melissa still inside it. She imagined her body becoming one with Rebecca's bikini, and she became lost in the feeling of her merged bikini form pressing against the slender curves of her best friend's hot body.
Needless to say, her train of thought was anywhere but where it should have been. Melissa soon began melting into the wood of her desk once again, and this time she was too wrapped up in her fantasy to even notice it happening. Several minutes passed, and soon Rebecca's body had merged all the way up to her chest. She didn't snap out of her trance until she heard a knock on the door, signaling the arrival of the source of her distraction. Quickly coming to her senses, Melissa concentrated on separating herself from the desk. As soon as she had finished getting out, she heard voices coming from outside her door.
"What are you doing here? Didn't our parents say that you couldn't talk to my sister for another week after that incident?"
"Nice to see you too, Amber... Don't worry, I'm only here to pick up something that I left behind earlier. I'll be gone before you even notice."
"Ugh... Fine, but you'd better make it quick! And if you happen to squish my little sister while you're in there, please don't try to take her home with you this time..."
"Yeah, yeah."
At that point, Melissa's door was opened and Rebecca walked in. She smiled down at her tiny friend before pulling the wadded-up bikini out of her pocket and laying it on the desk.
"Okay Mel, your chariot awaits. Just do whatever it is you do and merge with my skimpy little bikini so I can get you out of here."
"Thanks Becca, I knew I could count on you..."
Melissa then stepped forward to begin merging into Rebecca's bikini, but she paused halfway and began to blush furiously. She hadn't expected to be so embarrassed by doing this when they had discussed it over the phone, but now she was. She was standing inches away from her best friend's bikini, the bikini of the girl that she had a lesbian crush on, the bikini that had been worn countless times as it embraced Rebecca's sweet flesh. Now Melissa wasn't sure if she would be able to go through with this. Trying her hardest to push her embarrassment aside, Melissa considered her options before deciding to fuse with...
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