Is Katie really back to being a human or does she just look like she used to? Is she still made up of the flesh?

Food meaning.....humans or actual consumibles?

I think she's still "Of the Flesh" but just looks like her normal self now.

Mary had only made it a step through the store's automatic door when she was siezed by The Body, a rabid, feral hunger gripping her like a snare.
"What are you doing?!" Mary silently screamed at The Body.
"Food! So much food! We can smell it, all around us, sustenance enough to feed and grow immesurably strong!"
Mary tensed her hands into fists, fighting back the urges of The Body. "Idiot! Idiot! If you start feeding here we'll have swarms of predators on us in minutes!"
"Predators?" The Body replied. "Yes, of course, nothing would leave this much food unguarded. We must act quickly and take what we can."
Mary pressed her feet down into the ground, willing them to stay put with all her might. "No! There is a process! A ritual! If you just let me handle this we can get all the food you want without alerting a single predator!"
"Truly?" The Body asked. "You are capable of such a feat?"
"I am if you just let go of my body!" Mary yelled. "What did we agree on in the apartment? Out here, I'm in charge! Me!"
Mary felt the grip of The Body slacken, then release entirely. "...Of course. We will observe how you serve our great purpose." Mary let out the breath she was holding, then noticed for the first time that Katie was standing next to her with her hand on her shoulder.
"Mary? Mary, answer me, honey, you've been standing there like a statue."
"I- I'm okay now," Mary said, straightening up and adjusying her shirt.
"Was it..." Katie leaned in closer, giving Mary a look. "Was it... you know?"
Mary nodded. "Yeah, but it's okay now."
"You sure? We don't need anything freaky happening here in the store."
"I'm fine, I'm fine," Mary said, pulling a cart out and heading down the aisle.

Shopping with The Body, Mary found out, was like having an insistent, petulant child that would never shut up and could only barely be scolded into behaving. It protested when Mary told it she couldn't buy every watermelon on sale, that she had to wait for the butcher to wrap up her meat, that the other shoppers were not menu items. Always the threat of these actions summoning "Predators" quelled The Body, but mary wondered how long that would hold out. Sooner or later she knew things were going to turn bad; she just hoped she could hold out for as long as possible. There had to be some way to stop this stuff from growing, somehow, but Mary didn't have the slightest idea how to go about looking for such a "cure".
"I feel like I'm shopping with an epileptic, the way you kept starting and stopping," Katie said as the loaded their cart onto the conveyor.
"Yeah, well, you imagine Jiminy Cricket inside your head, only he's a sociopath and can hijack you when he feels like it..." Mary muttered to Katie under her breath.
A slight movement in the corner of Mary's eye caught her attention, drawing her gaze to Katie's chest. Almost at the point where she would dimiss it as a product of her imagination, Katie's chest again surged outward, a definite if subtle movement. Mary's eyes popped open, and she quickly looked around to see if anyone else had noticed. The cashier was occupied with the near-interminable parade of food, and even Katie seemed too busy filling out the check to notice. Another surge, and Mary could see a green tint seeping out from Katie's collar as she slowly turned back into the form she had in the apartment. Mary's mind raced. What could she do? Could she give her another dose of whatever it was that made her look normal? Would it work? How could she give it to her? She certainly couldn't just transform a needle out of her finger in the middle of the store, but shew couldn't just let Katie turn into the voloptuous green monster again, either.
Inspiration struck just as the first creaks of strained fabric could be heard, the kid of insane inspiration that is such close company to desperation. Mary grabbed Katie's head with both her hands, turning her face towards Mary's and practically diving into a deep french kiss even as Katie's mouth opened to protest. Once they'd locked lips, Mary turned her tongue into the needle-like fang, quickly injecting Katie despite her attempts to pull away. Mary held the kiss for a few seconds, long enough to turn her tongue back to normal, before letting go of Katie's head.
Katie pulled away, wiping her mouth with the back of her wrist, staring at Mary incredulously. "Have you lost your head or something?!" She exclaimed.
Mary stammered, unsure of how to explain her bizarre behavior. "Uhm... I'll, uh... I'll go wait in the car."
"Mary?" Katie called out after her. "Mary, what're you- oh, nevermind." Katie turned back around and finished paying for the groceries, waving off the confused looks of the cashier.

"So what was that all about?" Katie asked as she wheeled the shopping cart up to her old green hatchback. "The Body telling you to get freaky on me now?"
"No..." Mary said, putting her elbow on the roof of the car and resting her head in the crook of her elbow. "I just couldn't think of any other way to turn you back inconspicuously."
"Inconspicuousy?" Katie echoed as she opened the hatch and began putting sacks of groceries in. "Honey, I don't know what things are like in Eugene, but where I come from two ladies tongue-wrestling in the express lane is pretty damn conspicuous!" She paused for a second, her head tilting. "Wait, 'change me back'? From what?"
"You didn't feel it?" Mary asked as she helped load the back of the car. "You were turning back into... you know, right there in the checkout line!"
"Turning back?" Katie asked. "You mean, into...?" she trailed off as she cupped her hands at arm's length in front of her, mimicing hefting her previously enormous breasts.
"Yeah," Mary nodded. "You really didn't notice?"
"I guess not..." Katie said as she closed the hatch. "Damn that's a lot of food. I spent three hundred bucks in there."
"I'm sorry," Mary said. "Hopefully it'll last a while."

"So what happened?" Katie asked as she drove home. "I thought you changed me back to normal. Why'd I start turning into boobzilla again?"
"I don't know," Mary replied. "I think... I think maybe that is 'normal' for you now."
"What's normal?"
"Boobzilla. I think when The Body made you 'Of The Flesh' that he pretty much re-wrote 'you'."
"But you turned me back- shouldn't that count?"
"I made you look like I remembered you looking- but I think that's only a disguise, only good for as long as the injection lasts."
"Well can you change me all the way back?"
"I can try, if you want, but I don't know..."
"Well aren't you 'The Brain' or whatever? Don't you have a say?"
"It's 'The Mind', actually, and I only really get a say about things The Body doesn't know about. And the bastard seems to have apretty good idea what he wants when it comes to converting 'meat', as he calls you guys, into something useful to him. I'm afraid if I tried it again he'd step in and make it even worse."
"So my best bet is to just cover it up?" Katie asked as she turned into their apartment complex.
"Probably. Keep in mind I've been at this all of a day."
Katie shook her head. "It's like I'm diabetic. Like I need a shot every day or I'll die."
"You won't die..." Mary chided.
"No, I won't," Katie said as they parked in front of their apartment. "I'll just turn into a martian hooker!"

Mary had to laugh in spite of herself as she went around to the back of the car. "I don't think it looked too bad, really. You should have seen me the first time The Body changed me, all tentacles and slime and ick."
"Honey, nobody needs breasts that big. Not anyone," Katie said as she opened the back. "Good lord, I can't believe I actually bought all this food. What was I thinking?" she asked as she grabbed two bags in her arms and started towards her apartment. Mary started to grab two bags of her own when a thought occurred to her. Taking a quick glance around the parking lot to make sure no one was out, she lifted her shirt up, hefting her breasts up in the hem of the garment. With a mental command, a half-dozen tentacles wormed out of her sides, each wrapping around a paper sack. She lowered her shirt and took two more bags in her arms, quickly carrying all eight of them upstairs.
"How the- well look at you," Katie said as she watched mary approach the kitchen table, laying down her groceries in sets of two. "It's really just that easy for you, huh?"
Mary shrugged. "If it wasn't for the whole 'wanting to eat people' thing I don't know that I'd have a problem with it."
Soon they had carried all the groceries in, and Mary was practically salivating with hunger. She started to open a box of cupcakes, licking her lips in anticipation.
"Damn, girl, at least wait 'till we've gotten it all put away..." Katie said as she snatched the box away from Mary.
"Hey!" Mary yelled. "Give those back!"
Katie handed the cupcakes back, then blinked twice in confusion. "...how'd you do that?"
"Do what?" Mary asked, pausing moments before popping the entire cupcake into her mouth.
"You *made* me give those back." she said, looking at her friend with concern.
"No I didn't." Mary replied as she chewed the cupcake and unwrapped another one.
"Yes you did!" Katie said. "When you said 'give those back', I felt like I had to, like I had no other choice!"
Mary swallowed, frowning slightly. "Sit," She commanded, and Katie dropped cross-legged to the floor. "Stand," she said, and felt that odd burning sensation at the base of her neck as Katie rose. "...Oh boy."
"Mary, what did you do to me?!" Katie demanded, brow furrowed.
"Nothing!" Mary protested, butting her hands up in front of her. "I mean, not on purpose! I was just saying- I didn't mean- it was an accident, I swear!"
"Listen, sister..." Katie said, and Mary gulped. Katie only used "Sister" when she was angry.
"Look, I mean, The Body said you were made 'Of The Flesh', right? And he told me that 'The Flesh obeys the will of The Mind'. That must mean that if I really want it, I can control you like The Body does me!"
Katie's expression turned to one of fear as her eyes widened and he mouth dropped open.
"--Which means I'll never do it!" Mary hastily continued. "Katie, I promise you I'll never do it again. I didn't know I was doing it before, I'd never do that to you. Katie, we're friends, we've known each other since we were freshmen, you gotta believe me..."
Katie's expression gradually softened, until she tilted her head and gave a small smile. "I believe you, honey. It was just, it was a surprise, that's all. C'mere," She said, reaching out and pullng Mary into a hug. "It's been a hell of a day, huh sweetie?"
"You can say that again..." Mary said, before Katie swore and pushed herself away from Mary. "What? What?"
"Again!" Katie fumed, looking down at her shirt, where her breasts were once again starting to over-fill it. "Can you give me another shot of whatever it is that keeps me looking normal?"
"Sure," Mary said, reaching out a hand to form the needle before pausing. "Except..."
"Except what?" Katie said as she tugged at her shirt, trying to keep it loose across her bosom. "C'mon, honey, this shirt's got a load limit on it."
"I just, are you sure it's safe to have so much so often?" Mary asked. "We don't know anything about this stuff. I sure don't. What if it's addictive, or you only get so many uses out of it, or it gives you cancer or something?"
"Cancer?" Katie asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, I don't know," Mary said, exasperated. "But seriously, do you really need it? Are you going anywhere else tonight?"
"I'd rather not have huge boobs and green skin the rest of the night!" Katie complained.
"As opposed to not being able to get rid of them some other time when you're out in public?" Mary countered.
"Okay, okay, fine," Katie said, relenting. "If that's the case then help me get my bra off before these damn things cut me in half."
Mary went behind Katie as she tugged her shirt up over her bosom, revealing the growing and greening breasts that were fitfully overflowing her bra's cups. It was difficult to get enough slack in the straps to un-hook them, but once she did, the bra flew forward as her breasts violently pushed it away from her chest, Katie's shoulder-staps the only thing keeping the bra from firing across the room like a snapped rubber-band.
"Oh, damn, forgot about that," Katie said as she noticed the fabric of her pants creaking. She qickly unbuttoned them, then pitched forward as she bent down to slide them off her legs. Her pendulous breasts carried her down to the ground, the sudden shift in her center of gravity causing her to land in a pile with her rear in the air.
"Katie?" Mary asked as her friend finished reverting to her green-skinned, voloptuous form. "You okay?"
Katie pushed herself onto her hands and knees, the space underneath almost completely filled by her breasts. "Mary, honey?"
"Yes?"
"Is there a way you could maybe turn into this 'Body' fellow long enough for me to smack him upside the face?"
Mary giggled as she helped her friend to her feet. "I think if you want to hit The Body you'd have to hit me," She said. "And even then I doubt it'd do any good."
Katie dusted herself off, then adjusted her panties. "This damn thing wasn't supposed to be a thong," she muttered. She brought her hands under her breasts and lifted them up, feeling their weight. "Damn, girl. Just damn."
"Well, aside from the green skin and everything, how do you feel?" Mary asked.
"Lke a freak," Katie answered, turning to look at herself over her shoulder.
"Katie..." Mary whined. "I feel bad enough about all this already."
"I'm sorry, honey," Katie said. "It feels fine. "It's a little wierd having so much me up here," she continued, giving a jiggle to illustrate, "But I feel okay."

Yeah, that's about the gist of it. Once you're "Of The Flesh", that's your base form. Mary can change you back briefly (And she'll get better at it in the future) but you'll revert to your "Flesh"-form given enough time.

If Katie is of the Flesh then can't Mary just will her to change her shape. Like the tentacles left in Katie's room to build a lair. Also wouldn't it be possible for Mary to merge with Katie and become crazy awesome? I'm sure you want to save that info for later.

Not entirely, because Katie isn't all tentacles like Mary is. Katie's still roughly human, just with enough of The Flesh infused in her for Mary to control if she wants. That also kind of rules out the merging, because in order to do that, Mary would have to convert Katie entirely into tentacles like she did the repairman- in other words, she'd have to eat her, which she's not going to do.

OTHER hapless people, perhaps, but not Katie.

"All right then," Mary grinned, "Let's eat!"

"I still think you shouldn't go hog-wild on this stuff," Katie said, walking over to the table and setting her breasts down atop it.
"Katie, you've never been this hungry, believe me," Mary said as she picked up one of the three watermelons they had bought. Mary opened her mouth, stretching it until she could get her jaw around the melon, and bit off a third of it in one chomp, rind and all. "Mmmph. Oooh, that's good," she said, flicking her tongue down to her chin to catch the stray drops of juice. She took another bite, reducing the melon to about a quarter of its original size. "Why don't you have something?" She asked, gesturing to the food on the table. "Plenty for everyone."
"The way you eat I'm not sure about that, honey," Katie said, sliding over to a chair and sitting down. With her pendulous bosom still on the table, Katie's chin barely cleared the top of her breasts. Leaning forward, she found herself being nearly enveloped in her own cleavage. "Good grief, I could suffocate in these things," she said as she leaned back, dragging her breasts off the table and onto her lap with a heavy slap. Reaching over them, Katie grabbed a package of cheese and leaned back, placing the package on the shelf of her breasts and pulling it open.
"Oooh, I feel a little wierd..." Mary said as she finished a box of cookies. She stood still for a moment, then shook her head.
"What?" Katie asked as she popped the second slice of cheese into her mouth.
"Nothing," Mary said as she reached for a can of spray-on whipped cream. "False alarm, I guess." Mary leaned back and stuck the can in her mouth upside-down, spraying the rich cream into her mouth until the can ran dry.
"Damn, girl," Katie said after swallowig her eighth piece of cheese, arching her brow as Mary tilted her head back forward with a relieved sigh.
"You know, I've *always* wanted to do that..." Mary said, before wobbling to the side. "Woah," she said, putting one hand to her head and planting the other on the table. "Dizzy there for a sec."
Katie's eyes narrowed for a moment before popping wide. "Honey, you might wanna sit down soon..."
"Why's that?" Mary asked.
"Because you're growing," Katie said as she finished off the package of cheese.
"What?" Mary asked, cupping her breasts in her hands. "I'm not- oh," She said as she realized that while her breasts were still in their original proportion to her body, her body was no longer in proportion to the rest of the world. Her shirt had ridden up to become a halter-top, and her calves poked out under the cuffs of her jeans.
"Get those off before you bust 'em," Katie admonished from her seat. "One ruined set of clothes is enough for tonight."
"Sorry, sorry," Mary said as she struggled out of her clothes, her arms bonking against the ceiling as she tried to pull the shirt over her head.
"Did this happen last time you ate?" Katie asked.
"No- mmph- last time- hrrrgh!" Mary grunted as she tried to get her jeans off her growing legs. "Last time, just my- hoomph- breasts grew! There!" She said, finally getting the jeans down past her knees. She sat on the floor to get them the rest of the way off, her head just peeking over the tabletop.
"So what's with the attack of the 50-foot woman routine this time?" Katie continued.
"I don't know," Mary said as she finally wriggled her feet out of the jeans. "The Flesh kind of just does its own thing, so long as I'm feeding it. Besides," she added as she grabbed a box of sugar cubes and tore open one end, "I'm pretty sure I can just change back from whatever if I don't like how it looks."
Katie folded her arms atop her breasts. "Yeah, easy for you to say. Are you sure you can't change *me* back for good?"
"Katie, that's what I was trying to do the first two times," Mary said as she tilted the box into her mouth, chewing and swallowing a dozen or so sugar cubes. "I'm pretty sure at this point there is no 'Back' for you. I'll give it my best shot tomorrow morning, but I think you might need the 'insulin' every day like you said..."
Katie sighed. "Speaking of tomorrow, are you ever gonna head back to class? You at least look normal."
"I..." Mary started, thinking for a moment. "I don't think that's safe, honestly. If I'm in the middle of lecture and The Body decides it wants to eat the professor's brain to get his smarts or something..." Mary shuddered. "No. Defending the people will have to wait until this whole mess runs its course, I guess." Mary finished off the box of sugar cubes, shaking the loose powder in the bottom of the box into her mouth before tossing the box into the gabage can. Mary's head was now even with the light fixture hanging from the cieling, and her legs were longer than the table.
"Damn, honey," Katie said, shaking her head as she popped the lid on a small tub of cottage cheese. "Make those big arms of yours useful and find me a spoon you haven't chewed on, would you?"
Mary blushed a little as she leaned into the kitchen, reaching past the holes she'd chewed in the counter to rummage through the silverware drawer. When she pinched a spoon between her thumb and forefinger, it covered nearly half the spoon's handle.
"Thanks, honey," Katie said as she took the spoon. "So I assume you're sleeping here tonight; you're almost too big to fit through the door now, much less make it down the stairs and back through to your place."
"Yeah, sorry about that," Mary said as she ripped open a package of ground beef. "I'll just get some place on the floor. The Body said it wanted to make this place it's 'Lair', unfortunately, so I think maybe you've got a squatter."
Katie watched as Mary wadded the ground beef into a five-pound meatball between her giant hands and popped it into her mouth like katie would casually toss back an M&M. "Aren't you worried about salmonella or anything?"
"Katie, I don't think there's anything alive that can take whatever the stuff is that The Flesh uses to digest. I ate your counter for goshsakes, a little bacteria is nothing." Mary took a moment to pack and eat another meatball, her hair finally beginning to brush the cieling. "Anyways, The Body being the stubborn so-and-so he is, how about we switch apartments, at least for a while? Mine's okay except for the hole in the cieling, and you'll have a full kitchen again. We pay the same rent, so really it'd just be a day of moving furniture around. Besides," she concluded, glancing over at the mat of tentacles in the corner, "I think things are gonna get kinda ugly here in the near future."

Okay, so here's where you all get to have a part in this. In a few days the police are going to show up looking for the repairman and things are going to go positively sideways. Until that time, Mary is going to add a few more victims to The Flesh, either eating them outright or by "converting" them the way she did Katie.

As for who these people are, I'm willing to accept suggestions, not only on the character and their background, but what they look like transformed. Considering that the forms are based on Katie's subconsious and/or the will of The Body, you can go hog wild on what your character will look like. So what I want from you is a name, brief description, and how Mary meets/transforms them. Could be anything from a Pizza Delivery Boy to a classmate at her law school to the landlord, neighbor, anything. Those that I like, I'll add in to the story in the buffer zone between now and when the police show up, possibly after if the time frame doesn't work out.

Those I don't like, I'll just have Mary eat. :D


(And let me know how I'm doing! SexyJin's pretty much the only one that's given me any feedback...:()

WooH! I still like what your doing! I can't think of anything right now but maybe later.

It'd be nifty if her lair produced a flesh duplicate of anyone that's consumed as to not arouse suspicion. Like Katie, only more submissive.
Kinda like the pod people or bodysnatchers.

Nah, that'd make things too easy. Mary's going to have to find some way to deal with these disappearances. ;)