[SoylentOrange]

As she merged her four arms back into two, she felt a warm tingle spread over her body, and noticed that she was shrinking back down to her normal size, the excess flesh compressing down into her normal dimensions. The tingling sensation seemed to migrate, pulling up her extremeties and intesifying in her torso. Che crossed her arms over her chest, a shiver running through her as she felt The Body at work again. There was a flash of sensation as her breasts began to expand against her arms, the soft flesh pressing against her. The cupper her breasts in her hands, the nipples poking against her palms as the plumped into ripe DD's. She began kneading them with her hands, the burning tingle only intensifying as she tried to rub and caress it away. A pinch of her nipples sent a jolt through Mary her strong enough to send her to her knees. She grabbed her basketball-sized breasts and pushed them into herself, nipples poking out from between her fingers as her breasts slowly and inexorably pushed back. As her breasts filled her lap, Mary grabbed on to the thumb-sized nipples, every pinch and tug sending a jolt through her that caused her to pant and roll her eyes back in her head. By the time her breasts overflowed her lap and onto the floor, her nipples were the size of soda cans, a hand locked around each as she tugged and squeezed hersef nearly to the point of orgasm. Mary rolled forward, her breasts now large enough to support her, and she bucked against them, every thrust pressing her breasts down against the floor sending a jold of pleasure through her.
"Oooooh... Ahhh... Ohhhh..." she moaned as her breasts grew larger still, bringing Mary almost to her tip-toes beside her massive, undulating breasts. Her nipples were now over a foot long, soft, pliable pink columns that Mary squeezed and tugged at like the teats of an enormous cow. Suddenly, the nipples began to stiffen, pulling away from Mary's frantic grip as they became hard and erect. Mary had finally stopped growing, and now, as she lay atop her enormous breasts, pressing down against them dreamily with her arms and legs, she felt something stir deep within her enormous bosom. She felt something stirring inside her breasts, pushing through the mass, a building pressure eventually settling behind her nipples. And then, a sensation of something inside her nipple, squirming and writhing, the feeling driving Mary nearly mad with pleasure as a tentacle wormed its way out of her nipple and wriggled free, landing with a wet slap on the floor. One after another they wriggled out of her nipples, their thrashing escape leaving Mary senseless with pleasure. Through her bliss-soaked perceptions, Mary was only dimly aware of her breasts shrinking beneath her, each squirming tentacle that left her causing her breasts to dip ever-lower to the ground.

When she finally regained her senses, Mary stood up, sweaty and light-headed, her breasts pack to their normal if unfortunately petite size. On the floor in front of her was a writhing mass of tentacles, squirming over Katie's furniture, leaving a trail of slime behind them.
"Oh, no..." Mary said, putting a hand to her head. "What are they doing now?"
"If The Flesh is to feed and grow, we require a Lair," The Body responded as the new tentacles wriggled over to the corner of the room. "As the Flesh feeds, more Flesh is made, and thus The Body and The Mind are kept safe when at rest." The tentacles seemed to flatten out into a mat, a bed of entwined tentacles pressed against the floor and wall.
"So those are... that's... building material?"
"It is what we will it to be," The Body replied. "One Flesh is all Flesh, forever linked to The Mind."
Mary stepped to the living swatch of floor and experimentally stepped on it. Sure enough, she could feel her foot from both sides- feel it pressing down on the tentacles as well as her foot pressing down on... well, her.
The rattle of a key in a lock drew her attention to Katie's front door, where her friend was trying to get in. Mary looked back and forth in a panic, unsure of what to do. Run into the other room? She'd still be found. The hole? No way she could get down there that fast.
As the door opened, Mary felt her arm whip around of its own accord, growing and stretching into a massive tentacle as Katie stepped into the room. Even as she opened her mouth to scream, Mary's tentacle wrapped around her face and neck, stifling her as it dragged her towards Mary. Katie grabbed and clawed at the tentacle ineffectually, her eyes wide as she tried to scream through the rope of flesh.
"No! Stop!" Mary said to The Body as she tried to turn the tentacle back into an arm without success.
"Again you puzzle us. This meet would feed us well- why should we not turn it into Flesh?"
"Not this meat! Not this way! She's my friend!"
The Tentacle that was slowly wrapping around Katie stopped, her arms now bound at her side, only he frantic, pleading eyes moving.
"What is this 'Friend'? Is it a predator?"
"No..."
"Then it is prey?"
"No!"
"How can meat be neither predator nor prey? All meat is one or the other."
Mary thought about that for a second. How could she put it in a way The Body would understand?
"She is... a predator-"
"Then it must be destroyed," The Body said, the tentacle suddenly tightening, Katie yelping into her fleshy gag.
"No!" Mary said, trying as hard as she could to wrest control of the tentacle from The Body. "She is *our* predator! For us!"
The tentackle slackened a bit. "We do not understand, but you sound like this would benefit our great purpose."
"She can help us feed! She can help us grow!" She said, desperate to save her friend.
"This meat can help us in our great purpose... without becoming of The Flesh?"
"Yes!"
"Impossible. That which is not of The Flesh must become of The Flesh."
"Can you at least leave her whole?" Mary pleaded.
"Of course it will be whole. All Flesh is one Flesh."
"No, no, leave her mind!"
"There can be only one Mind for The Flesh." The Body said, sounding more and more confused.
"If The Flesh obeys the will of The Mind, can The Mind make or sustain a lesser mind within The Flesh?"
"A subordinate Mind?" The Body asked, considering. "We do not understand why, but The Flesh obeys The Mind, and if The Mind wishes for some Flesh to obey a meat, it can do so."
"Thank you," Mary said, inwardly breathing a sigh of relief.
"This world is complex," The Body said. "When we have fulfilled our great purpose, the intricacies of these meats will make us more glrious than ever."
Mary tried to release her friend, but the tentacle still held firm. "What now?"
"We must make this meat of The Flesh before it can be released," The Body said. "Fill this meat with our seed, and it will become of The Flesh, even if the meat controls it."

Mary remembered the needle-like fang that had injected the repairman with... whatever it was that had turned him into the pile of tentacles. She looked at her friend, who at this point had stopped struggling and was simply staring at Mary, wide-eyed and tearful. Mary realized that Katie hadn't heard any of her internal argument with The Body to save her.
"Katie?" Mary said, looking at her friend, "Katie, listen to me. I know you're scared now, and this looks real bad, but everything's going to be okay." Katie's brow furrowed incredulously, her breath escaping her nostrils in paniced gusts. "Shh, shh. Trust me, Katie. Trust me."
Mary reached behind her friend's head with her free arm, extruding the syringe-like fang from the tip of her finger. As she squeezed her hand between two loops of the tentacle binding Katie, she culd feel her finger filling with some kind of sludge. She concentrated on it, not knowing what to make it, but just willing it to leave Katie's mind untouched, to let her stay just as she is, or as close to it as she could be while being converted into whatever monstrous form the parasite saw as beneficial.