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Mix 62: Spinneroo

We all need down time. A different place to pretend that everything is right with the world.

We call it vacation.

But for Killian & Hugh:

It was a way of life. They have been blessed to grow up on the coast in an tropical climate. What is a special occasion for some is every weekend for them.

Best friends & sophomores in college, they are living the life.

The reality has come to roost. The general education classes are done, and when summer ends, they will be studying in separate classes. One chose Computer Science, the other Sports Medicine.

They fear the drift.

Living in a coastal city means that they are exposed to the many vagrancies of the ocean. The tides, water spouts, powerful storms, and many others.

But there is one strange phenomenon unique to their locale.

Charybdis's Blender:

It was a whirlpool that never ceased no matter what was going on. And all those who tried to enter it whether directly or through instruments discovered another property.

Divers had jumped in, coming out with half fish bodies like mermaids. Underwater cameras reconfigured in a way that had their internal components melded into new objects achieving both functions.

An experiment was done where they dropped a bag with an apple & orange in. But what came out was a singular fruit that was a cross between the two.

And thus it has become a local past time to drop objects in to see what comes out. There are even rumors of fraternities & secret societies forcing their pledges to merge in order to be accepted in.

Unconfirmed of course.

Both young men were now looking over at the whirlpool. They had made the decision, they would not drift: they would merge & live life together as one being.

"Are you sure about this?"

"Oh don't try to back down now. It's either this or we risk growing apart."

"I mean whirlpools are extremely dangerous. At worst we are going to drown."

"And at best we are going to walk the earth as together as one person. Plus we have seen the whirlpool in action."

Hugh was right, they had been researching the whirlpool extensively that included direct testing. Last week the merged a pen & pencil. Two days ago they tried two dissimilar objects: a Honeydew Melon & a celebrity magazine. They ended up with an magazine full pictures of human shaped melons, and the magazine in question was edible.

Honeydew flavor of course.

Both men were sitting on the railing of the bridge next the whirlpool. They only had to push off.

"At the same time, I don't want to end up half human half starfish."

"Half shark sounds awesome to be honest."

Killian squinted his eyes at Hugh. He was about to merge with this idiot. But Hugh was his idiot.

At the count of three, both men launched off the railing into the water. The act combined with the sound of the splash alerted the surrounding crowd to what was going on. Many people had gotten to the point of sitting on the railing, but most chicken out.

Fortune favors the bold.

Both men swam to the surface of the water, now only their heads were poking out of the ocean.

After taking a deep breath to renew the air in their lungs, and a head shake to knock off water from their faces, they stared at each other. But before they could speak, they felt a strong pull wrap around their bodies.

They were headed for the whirlpool.

They were too much in the grip of fear & excitement to say anything or try to fight the current. This is what they wanted after all.

Thirty seconds later, they were at the edge of the whirlpool. A second later, the force pulling them changed directions. From a straight line to a circular motion like a dog chasing its tail.

Faster & faster they went around & within the whirlpool. No matter how fast, they could not catch up to each other as they were always on opposite ends.

But as they circled the whirlpool's center, they grew closer to it, and by extension: each other.

After two minutes of this, both men collided in the center & then fell down the opening into the ocean.

In the grip of fear, both men instinctively grabbed & hugged each other. They were sinking & spinning.

Faster & faster.

Then it happened. What was once two figures of different skin complexions spinning around each other like a spinning top began to coalesce into one figure, one shape.

Skin color swirled until it became one like making chocolate milk. Arms & legs smoothly connected & merged into a pair of new ones.

Faster & faster.

Chests & stomachs gave in, suddenly merging like one sees two bubbles suddenly merge into a bigger one to form a singular one.

Faster & faster.

Nether regions, necks, & skulls were next. They simply phased into each other & settled into their new shapes.

The two men, now one, slowed his spinning. He found the strength to swim out of the whirlpool and got out. As if understanding the uproar that would ensue if people knew that his two halves had been successful in creating him, he swam in an straight line underwater.

After thirty minutes, he went to a secluded coast line with much calmer waters.

He opened his eyes & got out:

He took a deep breath. The first breath of life to those born to this world.

But he was not a baby. He was a new man.

As he took stock of his body, he felt his mind solidify as the two men's minds were broken down & made to reform into one persona.

His persona.

He turned around & looked at his reflection in the water.

He was at least 6'2. His skin color was a halfway point between the two. Both men were fit, but together they merged into someone who looked they were a body builder.

Massive arms, & legs. Strong digits. Shoulders & a neck so thick & big that they looked like they were ready to pop. A wide chest with big manly pecs, a wide waist with big blocky abs. A nice round set of buttocks with a nice package in the front.

All crossed with visible veins.

He had a mixture of the two men's skull shape. His hair texture was Killian's, but volume was Hugh's. Hair color was a darker version of Hugh's. He had Killian's eyebrows, Hugh's eyes. Killian's nose and Hugh's ears. Hugh's mouth.

Thanks to the increased testosterone levels, he had visible facial hair.

He noticed. He had a hat on. Must have washed up on his head while swimming.

He'll keep it.

"Isaac, my name is Isaac."

And that was the end of the ordeal.

Killian & Hugh merged into Isaac, and now they would live life together as him. He took up both of their majors under the dual degree program & lived life to his fullest.

Now he just needs a better fashion sense.

Mix 72: Forest Guardian

In a small forested town in a place you never heard of lies a people who live in harmony with the land. They treat the land well, and it gives them bounty in return. Achieving this harmony & balance is not a simple thing.

Yes, they have a mayor & town administration, but they have an extra position.

The Forest Guardian.

They are the liaison between our world & mother nature.

The last guardian is on their last legs as their two hundred & fifty life span is nearly spent.

But the town is prepared.

The dying guardian is but one in a long line of many who have come before. It is simply time to choose another guardian.

The town has a interesting cycle with the outside world as well.

Denizens grow up & leave the town to go see the outside world, and when they are ready; they come back with the wisdom & knowledge their life journey has brought them. They either settle down or bring their families back with them as well, repopulating the area.

After an exhaustive search, they have found their guardian, or at least the step before the new guardian himself comes forth to serve a new two century & a half interval on behalf of the community.

The chosen - Eiden & Robert:

Despite their youthful looks, they are not in their 20's, but their 30's.

They spent more than a decade in the outside world, and have answered the call to become the guardian.

"Eiden."

"Robert."

They both nodded their heads in respect & recognition of each other.

"This has to be the lowest number of volunteers in generations. I was expecting at least five."

"It happens, just means we get more say in the state of affairs going forward."

"And live longer too. Are you okay spending centuries bundled up with me as you know...."

Robert smiled. Seeing the big bear of a man reassure him in this decision was of no small comfort. This was a big step after all.

The process of creating the guardian was simple, but it had big implications for those involved.

To put it simply, they must merge.

They would be broken down & melded into an entirely different person.

They would lose their individuality. No one but the guardians knew if the merger included the souls, if they would walk together as one in the here after when their era was done. And so, those who volunteer to become a guardian are afforded the utmost respect.

"Guardian Kyle has less than a day left, the forest needs us, our people needs us, so lets get this started."

With their shirts already off, Robert lifted Eiden on to himself:

Eiden giggled a little bit.

"You are a wall of muscle, man," Eiden said cheerfully.

"You'll be too in a moment."

Eiden's body began to slide down Robert's but it was not smooth sailing, as Eiden skin rubbed against Robert's, the skin in contact began to pull on each other like two pieces of chewed gum being mushed and then pulled.

As this happened Eiden began to sink into Robert.

"Dawwww, this feels great," Eiden said between his moaning.

Robert grunted, his eyes shuttering at random intervals.

"This is almost too much, too unreal, mmm" Robert said.

Both were in the throws of pleasure. Eiden's & Robert's muscle fibers unwrapped themselves and connected with each other, becoming more intertwined as seconds passed by.

Eiden had stopped sliding down, being now elevated as he sunk into Robert. They had lined up at the nether regions & their pants were gone.

"Mmph, mmph."

Soon, all of Eiden's front skin had merged with Robert creating a fleshy cocoon with legs as Robert's skin pulled in Elden more & more. Before long, Eiden was completely consumed within Robert, making him look like a faceless bloated man.

Within the cocoon, it was a cacophony of activity. Within it, both men's internal muscles, organs, and bones had completely broken down. At first this combined slurry of Eiden & Robert just swam around in random currents with no end sight.

On a genetic level, the best parts of the men were taken & put together to create a new traditional double helix structure. At the same time, their brains were mushed and then reformed into a singular brain.

"UHHHH."

The cocoon began to seize up, the matter within began to take on predictable paths.

Masses of white, grey, and red were coalescing & taking shape. They would be the skeleton & blood vessels of the new guardian.

The cocoon began to constrict forming shapes using the skeleton as an guide.

"Ynnnnn."

The first body parts to form were the legs & arms.

Next came the hands & the feet. At this point the forming guardian began to walk outside & into the forest.

As he walked through nature, he was bathed in its glow, absorbing energy, enhancing himself to beyond human limits.

"Haaaaah."

The upper middle of the cocoon restricted further forming pecs & followed by shoulders. Then the stomach area began to follow suit forming obliques & abs.

"Mmmmm."

More constrictions, resulting in the formation of a new set of buttocks, rod, and sack.

The guardian stopped walking and just stood there.

All that was left was the face.

It was an pulsating random shape that grew & shrank, grew & shrank with each breath, but was getting smaller overall. Soon you could see a uniform skull shape form with proper facial features. The neck soon followed.

Without opening his eyes, the guardian found an unused tent, slipped in and fell asleep. Over the course of the day, the old guardian died, his spirit passing on, and then as if he was mentally linked to his new successor, all of his knowledge passed into him as Eiden's & Robert's minds were melded into one to form the new persona.

Day gave into night, night gave into day. It was mid morning and the new guardian woke up. He then got out of the tent:

"Weird, I was naked when I last remember. Perks of the job I guess."

With the knowledge of past guardians at his finger tips, he was ready to do his duties, but first he wanted to figure out what he looked like first.

Nearby was a series of broken tree branches & trunks suspended over a pool of water. He climbed on to them & looked down:

He was as tall as Robert. His legs & arms were just as massive as well, but Eiden caused the skin to tighten giving him more definition.

His pecs were a compromise between the two, and he had Eiden's abdominal shapes, but upscale to Robert's size. Eiden also gave him a smaller waist.

Robert could be quite hairy when unshaved, so he had body hair nearly all over.

Thanks to Robert, his butt was big, but thanks to Eiden, they were firm & round.

He would come to learn that he had Eiden's girth, and Robert's length. His jewels would sag low from their weight.

He squeezed his hands & feet. They had Robert's power & size with Eiden's precision.

A thick neck that held a square skull that he got from Eiden. His eye brows & nose came from Robert. His ears & mouth from Eiden. His eyes a combination of the two men. His hair was Robert's color, but with Eiden's texture & natural styling.

The new guardian looked up into the sky & yelled his name.

Austin.

A wind rushed through the forest in acceptance of his new identity.

A funeral was held for the old guardian, and then a new festival was held to welcome the new one.

For the next quarter millennia, the traditions of the town was safe, the connection between man & nature was safe.

Mix 11: A Transition Complete

Anonymous asked:

Add a hung twink and jock type transman in your list

Life was great for Alex. He was on the basketball team & popular with everyone. You see everything about him screamed a fine specimen of a man. But he had an open secret.

He was trans. But look at him:

You couldn't tell. The chemical treatments were a resounding success. He had ladies all over him.

But there was one part that refused to change: his reproductive organs. He still had his initial parts despite the hormone regimes. Fertility tests showed that if he had sex with someone of the opposite parts, he would get pregnant. This greatly attracted other men to him. They wanted this stud to have their babies.

Alex was fine with this. However, the winds of society was blowing away from him. Transmen & Transwomen were being demonized. He was a political science major & knew that the next election was going to flip to those who hated people like him. He could get surgery and get an artificial man rod, but that meant bye bye to having kids of his own.

He needed a solution.

His close friends, that included Christian and Shun, knew of his worries. They pondered for a bit on what to do. They decided that Alex would join the fold.

After bringing him over, Alex was explained of the solution: He would merge with another dude. Take their manhood, be reborn completely without question as the man he desired to be.

But there was a problem.

They have never merged beings with opposite sexual organs. If it resulted in an true blending, then Alex would have a cross or both. It must be assimilation.

They had a target.

The annoying Fred:

A twink with a massive rod for his stature. He somehow found about about the David & Goliath Society and wanted in. Truth be told he just walked by the dorm while Shun was absorbing Tim. He heard the explanation, heard the process, and ran as Shun walked out the dorm.

No amount of history shifting would make him forget. The prospect of going from a twink to a buff man or at least an athletic one was too much for him to not want in.

He pestered Christian & Shun to upgrade him for a while. They decided to they would grant his wish, but on their own terms.

They were going to call Fred, but he was around the corner, coming to pester them again. He knocked on their door. He was let in.

Christian & Shun had large smiles on their faces.

"Congrats, you are getting your wish," Shun said.

Fred was excited, but before he could start bouncing with joy, he saw Alex.

"Am I about merge with the most desirable dude on campus," he asked in shock.

"Does he have the size I need," Alex asked.

"Size?" Fred asked.

"I need someone with an larger rod than what their body would suggest their body said they should have," Alex said.

They soon explained the situation to Fred.

He was a bit unnerved.

"You are asking me to get eaten by someone else instead of being the upgraded," he said.

"You get to become one with Alex, you know his rep. With your help, he can act out some of those activities. You'll get to feel what he feels, you get to experience a more mature body," Shun said.

He continued: "Tim in still in here, my experiences also flow to him. And he influences my decisions," he finished.

Alex blushed. Prior to this, Alex agreed to have kids with Shun if he couldn't find a partner by 28. A surrogate father. Tim's desire to start a family influenced Shun. Alex was perfect as far as he was concerned. But now his survival was at stake. He would have to become competition in earnest to live. Shun relished the challenge.

People like Fred looked up to Alex. He had everyone swooning over him. He walked out of many parties with people of both sex & genders literally hanging off his biceps. He could have that. He just got to give himself up.

"We could just force you, ask Tim," Christian said.

"Don't get so hasty. I'll bite," Fred responded.

"Show me you have the goods," Alex said.

Fred took out his phone and showed Alex a picture:

He was well hung alright. He revealed that he was a grower & that was it at rest.

Alex coughed at the prospect of getting it for himself. Fred just wanted the Alex experience. Basketball team, parties, people fawning over him.

They both stripped down to their birthday suits.

Christian took the necklace. Explained how it worked and put it on Alex.

To increase the chances of success. It was decided that Fred would hang on Alex's back like a cape. The idea of "pushing out" the old organs, and let Fred's settle in.

Fred was on Alex's back within the minute. Hanging on, excitedly.

The necklace melted in Alex.

Fred began to melt into Alex. Starting from the feet first and then processing upwards. Alex grunted. Fred blushed & moaned.

Then their reproductive organs & butt. Only Fred's upper half remained.

Stomach, chest, and arms followed. Fred, despite that fact that he was being assimilated was very happy. If he has to upgrade someone else, then Alex was his number one choice. Now only a neck and head, Fred pushed in, fusing starting from the back of Alex's skull.

He was gone. What was Fred was now a mix of dna & biomatter floating in Alex.

Alex & Fred's mind quickly merged. Alex did not want to reject any aspect of Fred and cause a feedback loop elsewhere.

Alex let out a large exhale.

Alex's dna hungrily took Fred's. The new dna fired up and the changes began.

Alex stood upright.

He felt his reproductive organs change. He craned his neck & head upwards. He was moaning. If felt like he needed to pee. But instead of pee or a child, the flesh inside liquefied and solidified into male reproductive organs, and at the same time began to push out.

It started as a massive of slightly off colored skin. At first it just hung there outside, then it perked up & began to constrict and form into the shape of a man's family rod. The birth of new neural paths connecting his reproductive organs to his brain were born.

The remaining mass turned into a liquid filed sack. He felt his new veins and nerves go in and intertwine. Two small hard masses formed inside the sack, and as they grew larger they took in those nerves and veins. He had a pair of balls now.

His body shape shifted. It took more ques from Fred. Alex could feel his body stretch. "ugh" He was taller. His chest got smaller, and his nipples sat more straighter, but they became more dense. He didn't loose mass per say, but his body was making better use of how it distributed the muscle fiber. His body did this all over. He took in more & more of Fred's twink traits.

"uhhh"

More squeezing. His arms met the same fate as his chest. Smaller, but so much denser.

Surprisingly, his legs grew instead. A pop could be heard. Alex grunted in response.

As his stomach contracted, his abs reshaped themselves. Fred's eight pack was now Alex. It was like 8 balls slowly floating to the top, breaking the surface at the same time.They were rounder & more uniform.

His neck stayed the same. His skin became smoother.

His began to morph. His eyebrows were from Fred. His eyes a combination of both with Alex's bags now gone. His lips & mouth a combination. His nose from Fred. His ears from Alex.

His hair shifted color to Fred's brown, but the hair style was from Alex only a bit more metro.

The excess testosterone did their work. Facial hair exploded from all over Alex's body. Arms, stomach, chest, and face were all now partially covered. Alex would need a shaving routine now.

Alex let out a deep exhale & opened his eyes. The merger was done.

He ran to the mirror and checked out his new features. He quickly looked at his new man rod and was elated. He got what he wanted. He could work on his muscle sizes, or absorb a buff dude if it bothered him so much.

Christian wrote everything he saw in his little journal. Shun was proud of the new person birthed before him & nodded in approval.

"Just a sec," Alex said. He ran to the bathroom. 10 minutes passed by. What was he doing? The sink turned on, and Alex washed & dried his hands.

"It works."

They both realized what Alex just did. Must be Fred inside him.

"Welcome to the fold," Christian said.

Alex agreed to become a part of their new society.

He was still a star basketball player, still partied, but now wore protection. He could get someone pregnant now. Fred in subconscious made him enjoy & appreciate his life more. He saw & felt through Fred what the other side felt.

Fertility tests were done. He was fertile. He could still have a family. And with the shifting of history, Alex was always born a man. He didn't have to worry about persecution. But he felt bad for those straddling the line. Part of the agreement in joining the group was to help those within the trans community fully transition via fusion if they wanted. Alex was now in charge of that task within The David & Goliath society. Shun would use his money to help those in need as well, no matter what stage of transition they were at or wanted to stay in.

With Fred's memory, he found his speedo from the earlier picture and put them on. Fred's influence opened him up to these skimpy beach wears.

Mix 80: Look a Like to Look a Like

Ah, fame & fortune. Being a celebrity seems to be the high life.

If you are the celebrity in question.

There are some face types that repeat regardless of relatedness. For these people, being an celebrity look alike beyond Elvis is not something they intended do, but it happens. A quirk of genetic expression.

For Ford:

People often mistake him for Jean-Luc Bilodeau.

Apparently, the town is big fans of Kyle X/Y & Baby Daddy.

He often called Jean, and has had more run ins with people wanting to get his autograph on that basis. It was cool at first, but eventually it got grating when people started asking for money.

He has his looks, not his money.

Then we have Dante:

People think that he is Haley Joel Osment.

With the false attribution of identity with his hot body, he has gotten many requests to be someone's surrogate father; from middle aged couples on the last chance to have kids, to some young in their 20's lady wanting to sleep with a celebrity.

Dante & Ford are best friends.

"Man this celebrity look alike mess is getting on my nerves."

"Yesterday, a camera crew came to my house looking for compromising photos."

Ford lifted his eyebrows.

"You would think they would do their due diligence & understand the mistaken identity situation."

"Why aren't the real celebrities speaking up?"

"Because it takes pressure off their own backs, and gives them a greater sense of privacy."

Both men: "..... Celebrities suck."

"So what are we going to do? This is only going to get worse."

"Already figured it out Ford, we merge."

"...We what?"

"Let's merge body, minds, and souls. Surely there isn't a celebrity who looks like a fusion of those two."

"Other option?"

"We leave town & our families."

"Fine. I guess we can consider this as marrying each other."

"Only deeper."

They met in Dante's home in his attic gym. With the window ceilings, it was less of an attic, and more of a secret open air man cave. Ford had been here many times. Why pay for an gym membership when he has access to this?

They have a key to each other's house.

They are practically a married couple already despite having girlfriends.

"So how do we do this. Some fancy dance, some odd jewelry, some strange substance..."

"Get in this bag."

It was a lilac purple silk body bag. It was more like an cocoon.

Dante knew how Ford thought & got in himself first. He beckoned Ford in.

"... This better work, because if this is an elaborate plan to sleep with me..."

Dante chuckled.

"This is going to be fun, being merged with you."

Ford eventually relented and got in, now resting on top of Dante. They were both blushing.

"So...."

The zipper on the silk bag zipped itself up sealing themselves within.

Heat began to rise & they both were sweating bullets.

Suddenly they both broke down into a slurry of blood, flesh, and other physical matter. From their perspective, there was no pain. They felt floatish instead. Then the memories of each men flash in each other's mind. They were converging as one mentally.

The zipper on the bag disappeared, the silk material became more fleshy. It began to move & squirm about. After a minute, their DNA were merged into a new traditional double helix structure. The material within began to glow.

The cocoon began to stretch & change shape, with each passing minute it became more & more more human shaped. When the skull & brain formed, he began to moan.

After five minutes he was fully formed within. Steam issued from the silk-flesh cocoon.

He ripped out of the cocoon & roared. He was wet at first, but quickly dried in the air. He was breathing heavily.

"Phew, that felt weird. I mean a good kind of weird but still weird."

He took a few minutes to collect himself.

"I am Ford, but I am also Dante. Mmm, parading around as either or would be strange even though they are me, and me them. How about Wyatt."

Dante + Ford = Wyatt.

He took out his phone & snapped a photo of himself:

He was as tall as Dante. His shoulders were more pronounced, his pecs slightly bigger. His biceps the same size as Dante's but with more vascularity, and that somehow meant thicker hands. His eight pack & obliques were more prominent, more rounder. His buttocks were the same size as Dante's. His rod & jewels were ripped straight from Ford in size; length, girth, and circumference. Luckily, Ford was very well endowed. He just wore baggy pants & shorts to hide it. Using Ford's legs as a base, he had much bigger thighs, and denser quads. His feet were thicker as well.

He was at least 20 pounds heavier than Dante.

Using Dante as the base, his skull shape was a mix of the two. His eyebrows were from Ford, his eyes from Dante. His nose & ears were from Dante, while his mouth was from Ford.

Just like Dante, he sported facial hair, only much bushier. He kept Dante's dark blond hair & volume, but with Ford's texture & styling.

He posted the photo to social media.

"Let's see how people react."

The next day & he checked out people's responses:

"Oh look, its Ryan Gosling!" One comment said.

Oh, oh. In trying to get away from looking like one celebrity, they merged into the look alike of another celebrity.

Might as well enjoy this joined life.

Mix 57: Balance Me

cobalt-merging

perhaps it could be...

One could say that the world sits on a balance. Some eras can be said to be dominated by jocks, another by the nerds.

But in this world, a balance has been struck.

People are put into three categories when they enter high school: jocks, nerds, and the balanced.

The logic being that a good mix of physical & mental talents would create a more well rounded person, and by extension: a better society.

The balanced, also called the bores, just have to keep living their lives. They are seen as ready.

But for the other two groups, it's a madhouse. Those in the jock category are made to push their talents in the physical realm to the extreme, and the same for nerds. All for when they enter university.

For Justin:

He was placed in the nerds category. Four years of rigorous academic study.

And it was time.

It was a bright sunny & day on campus. He melted well into the crowd of students heading into the auditorium for orientation.

By the end, it was a mix group of people, all clamoring for the next stage of their lives.

As he entered the large room, the stench hint him.

Testosterone.

He remembered: this was not just a place to study further & get an degree, but to change his body as well. Mixed in with his fellow nerds were muscular jocks of various sizes & shapes.

Before he could focus on any particular details of any one person, there was a large muffled sound from the back of the room opposite of the entrance. Someone had hit the mike to get everyone's attention.

Everyone sat down, stopped talking, and looked attentive towards the man with the mike.

He was tall, with an expensive dark blue suit, and glasses. But the glasses could not hide his extremely handsome face, and his suit could not hide that he had a well muscled body.

"Now that I have your attention, I would like to welcome you to Bosnarch University. Four years of hard work & study have led all of you to this crucial stage in your life journey...."

Justin tuned out the rest of speech. Empty platitudes mixed in with some based facts. Facts that everyone already knew. For the nerds it was an exciting prospect. For the jocks, they were full of nerves.

For the first two years of university, the nerds will choose any number of jocks, and absorb them. The result is an balanced human being of both mind & body.

The nerds provided the mind, the jocks the body.

Because the nerds serve as the base mind, they are beheld as sacred cows.

Like the wand that chooses the wizard, so does the nerd decides who he or she becomes one with.

Of course, the birth rates of the extremes are kind of low. When the first mergers were happening many many generations ago, it also result in the birth of more balanced humans. Now the rate has stabilized. Nerds or Jocks have 10% rate of appearing.

Rather than abandon them to an unbalanced life, society has decided to help them come together.

It was an interesting sight to be behold as well.

Go into the cafeteria & see one nerd deep in conversation with two or three jocks. Extolling the virtues of his or her physical talents or how much more handsome a jock would make the prospective nerd if chosen.

It was like a mix of dating & job interviews.

There were even apps to help the two groups get together & decide on who merge with.

Each student was provided an tablet that contained a directory of their fellow students. Name, physical characteristics, grades, ect was all provided.

Justin just took it all in stride. He had two years to decide. He could be an hungry beast & try to absorb every jock that looks his way, or he could take his time.

He went with the latter.

But others did not.

Everyone took the same general education classes in college & university, so there was plenty of face to face time for the groups to meet up & size each other up.

The only rule was that there was no merging during lectures. Outside of that, you were fully free to devour a couple of football jocks.

Justin walked out of his College Algebra class one day, and saw a nerd & one guy from the Tennis team making out in the hallway. Justin stared for a quick minute, and saw that the two were becoming one.

The hunt has begun.

This was common during the first month. Nerds jumping the gun & merging with the first muscular stud who gave them any attention. The prospect of assimilating their strong bodes & talents was just too much for some to practice restraint.

While sitting on some benches located in front of one of the main university libraries, he was reading a book. Nothing academic, just some fun fiction.

Then he heard a thump & a grunt. When he looked up at where the sound came from, there was a nerd on the grassy lawn near him being held down by a jock.

The nerd panicked at first, the jock issuing aggressive grunts, but these two sounds found a happy medium. As Justin stared, the two men began to merge. The nerd's nervous panting turned into pleasured moans with an ever deepening voice, while the jock's voice lost its edge becoming lighter.

What was once two bodies on top of each other turned into one body with more limbs than one human should have. As the nerd-jock combo squirmed & moaned in pleasure, the arms & legs of each men found each other & coalesced into one. As this happened, their clothes began to swirl & mix, as if remembering that they two must become one.

The moaning stopped as everything below the neck settled into their new shapes. The enhanced nerd's face was now twisting as the jock's on facial features left their mark on him.

When it was done, the nerd began to take deep breathes, and then got up.

Justin was impressed. The nerd was now 6'5 at least. Everything about him radiated power. The nerd found his glasses and put them back on.

He noticed Justin & blushed.

"Sorry about that. I wanted-"

"A bit of foreplay before doing the deed?"

The enhanced nerd nodded, and quickly walked off.

It was like this everywhere. Once Justin heard some rustling from some bushes, and out came an shirtless nerd, now also enhanced.

This merging processes was also treated like mating. And mating meant kinks.

It was a month into the first semester, and Justin had yet to pick his first jock. He just could not settle.

It was said that the first jock you assimilate has the greatest impact on your personality & tastes. On what major you will take once the two years of general education was done.

He got one request from a linebacker, another a track & field athlete, and even a point guard from the basketball team. So many choices, so many studs to devour.

But eventually, he decided to stop being so picky & pick a jock. If he did not like the results, he could just assimilate more.

Turning on one of the many pairing apps on his phone, he decided to assimilate the first suggested jock.

A picture lit up on his phone:

Jackson.

On the sailing team. This was one of his vacation photos. Figured it was a great profile picture.

He was right.

Justin took a deep breath & indicated that he was interested.

Within the hour, the two men, destined to become one, set up a time & place.

For Jackson, he was shocked. He had sent many merge requests to many nerds over the month, and was ignored.

And now he was chosen.

Since Jackson was the one to be absorbed, his talents used in service of another, Justin let Jackson pick the meeting place.

It was on Sirico Beach near campus. The area was light of people given the concerts & on campus festival going on, so the two had a little privacy.

By the end of next day as the dusk neared, the two men met.

There was no words exchanged. Jackson stared down Justin.

This was it. He was about to become a part of something larger. He began to breathe heavily. Justin walked closer until he was a foot apart from his chosen Jock. With his right hand he touched Jackson's right pec and slid his hand down to his abs.

Big, strong, and juicy.

And all his.

As he took his hand off Jackson's body, the Jackson's skin began to follow Justin's palm before detaching. It was as if every cell in Jackson's body wanted, no yearned, to be consumed by owner of this hand.

Jackson made the next move, he bent forward & placed Justin in an tight bear hug.

This was his nerd. And so he will be the nerd.

To an outsider, it looked like two men making out. But there was no love making, there was simply merging.

Justin braced with all his might the weight of this stud. Physics said he should fall down, his back hitting the sand, but that was not so. As Jackson hugged him, as their skin gave way and mixed, Jackson's strength began to flow into Justin. Jackson gave Justin the strength to bear it all.

To bear the birth of the new him.

It felt weird at first. First there was pressure, then a swell of strength, and then wetness all at once.

Jackson's muscles, blood, bone, and other body parts began to break down and distribute into Justin at the appropriate places, and as they did, Justin could feel a tingly sensation. It was Jackson's DNA being added to his. A quad DNA structure would be created.

As this happened, Jackson's face met Justin's, and their skulls began to converge & mix.

Jackson's memories, personality traits, and skills began to flow into Justin's mind. He would have the body, the power, and know how to use them.

It was so much. Too much, and as nerd & jock became one, Justin let out a primal howl. And then a series of moans & grunts.

It was so much, and yet it felt so good as he consumed Jackson, both in mind & body.

As Jackson was half way consumed, Justin's body began to go under drastic changes.

First was the cracking noises. His skeleton was getting longer & thicker. He would be just as tall as Justin by the end.

Then there was stretching & glooping sounds as Jackson was 75% within Justin's being. His pecs, shoulders, and neck exploded with new muscle.

There was a sound of rushing water, and displaced slime. His arms & legs began to swell as Jackson's muscle fibers bonded with Justin's own becoming his.

There was more creaks like walking on old wooden floor boards. His hands & feet grew to bigger sizes to meet the demands of his new body.

His butt cheeks exploded with new muscle & tightened, the sound like two shot gun blasts.

"Mmmm."

He could feel it. His rod getting longer & thicker. Three times a long, and two times as thick. He feel something up against his jewels as well. It was Jackson's own jewels. But there was no fight between the two pairs. Just a seamless blend into a new pair.

Justin began to take deep breathes. With each exhale a new row of cinder blocks abs began to form.

Jackson was now completely consumed by this point, and the new Justin was almost ready.

His face, which was a world war of features, began to settle.

He kept his eyebrows, only a little slimmer. His skull shape was Jackson's. His eyes, mouth, and jawline was mix of the two. His ears was his own only a little more flared out. His nose was Jackson's. His skin complexion was also from Jackson.

As his jewels roared to life & pumped his body full of his new testosterone, the rest of his hair came in. Lush dark hair with a mixed texture of the two men grew on his head. And then facial & lower body hair began to grow as well.

Justin took a deep breath.

It was over. He had devoured his first jock:

He put on Jackson's, now his, necklace, and reveled in his new found power & existence.

No wonder his fellow nerds were so eager for this. It was intoxicating.

After leaving the beach & returning to campus, more of the new him began to settle in. With Jackson now a part of him, he had a proclivity towards water, towards the sea. And such, he began to hover towards marine biology as his major.

But all was not over. A nerd was not limited to one merger. He could devour the whole sailing or swimming team if he wanted. But for now, he would enjoy his new found gifts.

For now enjoy his Jackson enhanced state for now. Maybe he'll go after his next jock in the spring semester.

Maybe not.

Who knows?

Mix 54: Graduate Together

To us, Super Heroes & Super Villains are a fiction, a fun myth to dissociate into to escape our mundane world. But in this world, such forces are very real: a reality.

And Earth is at the center of it all, at least for ten galaxies. Super humans, aliens with extra normal abilities, and the like all congregate within the Galactic Academy of Super Heroism or GASH. If you want to become a hero or learn to master your abilities, this is the place to be.

But even within this fantastic world, there are those born ordinary or with no powers. And yet there are those who are un-powered who wish to still become heroes.

This is the case for Steven:

No lineage, freak science experiments, magic, or anything to make him anything other than baseline human.

Yet he inspires to save others.

His teachers try to steer him towards the medical field, logistics for natural disasters or some villain liquefying the foundations of a sky-rise.

But he wants a bit more action, like so many un-powered students before him

Of course, just sending a person out to go fight crime right after graduation by themselves is not a good idea, powers or not, so they are apprenticed to veteran heroes to get more practical experience & to see if they can handle the real thing.

This is how many un-powered students are brought down to reality. Most are reduced to off field support roles. The key for un-powered students are their physical education grades or be rich.

If you prove that you have great fighting ability or be at the peak of human physical fitness, you may find yourself within the legacy of many pure brawler type heroes.

Or be rich & become a tech based hero. Many of those about in the ten galaxies.

But for Steven; he is not rich, his physical grades are middling, and he as at the bottom of the social pole.

When it comes to tech hero circuit, you get in through two ways: riches or a combination of smarts & connections.

He has the smarts, but none of the connections.

Everything is riding against him.

Then we have Tate:

Top physical grades, charismatic, not rich or book smart, but popular due to being a soccer star.

Plus he has superpowers.

Fire & Water is at his command.

He is on the fast track to being a superhero.

Despite being on opposite ends, Steven & Tate are secretly best friends. Make sense given that they grew up together.

The two friends are on the beach, about to make a life changing decision.

Steven walks out of the beach shack.

"Are you sure you want to do this, I mean practically every hero & agency wants to pick you up after graduation," Steven said in an unsure tone.

"And no one has shown any interest in you. At best you will be customer support for an agency or hero dispatch at this rate. Unless you got an rich uncle," Tate said with a large grin on his face.

"Nope."

"That's what I thought, Steve oh buddy. It's either this or we dip you in some radioactive chemicals, send you through some portal to a nightmare realm, deal with a d,"

"Yeah, yeah, I get it. I hope that blabber mouth of yours goes away after this."

"Not a chance, it's my best trait. You think I dated our entire cheer leading team because of my muscles & dashing good looks."

"Being a star player & having super powers helps too."

"A being a good talker helps too. But don't worry, you'll understand in a moment."

Steven pulled out & unfurled the scroll. There were latin words written in black ink, but they shimmered other colors.

"Where in your pants did you pull that out from. You know what, don't tell me, once this is over I'll unfortunately know all too well the answer anyway."

Steven smiked.

"Oh after this is over we owe Josh an essay on Sicilian Methods on Subduing Sea Monsters."

Tate looked puzzled.

"He needs help writing an essay on an easy topic. Even I can do it with my hands tied. If only you had magic."

"We wouldn't need to do this if I had magic, plus you know how magic users have it hard."

"Yeah they are locked up in some mage tower until they are twenty-five to master the deeper magics. Good point."

"You sure you want to do this? Once we use this, it's permanent."

"You want to spend the rest of your life in dispatch or getting yelled at by prats for above minimum wage until you get old?"

"No."

"Then get close to me & read the words."

Tate took off his shirt.

"Don't want to become part fabric. Doesn't mix well with fire powers."

Within a few strides, Steven was very close to Tate.

He read the words on the scroll:

"Per vim Anake, fata nostra unum fiant. Corpus, mentes, et spiritus viam ingrediantur. Unum sumus, ille sumus. Ille est nos."

The scroll shot out of Steven's hand & floated in the air next to them at head level. The words on the scroll glowed purple then disappeared. Then the scroll burned up to nothing.

"Thats i-"

Steven & Tate suddenly mushed hard against each other. There was no pain, just pressure. Them the pressure suddenly went away. The two young men found where they were touching their skin gave way to each other. But before they could process this, a new feeling came over them.

Their nerves connected next. Steven could feel Tate's body & Tate his.

It felt incredible, feeling of Tate's physical power & gifts. He wondered what Tate could feel on his end, the power of a twink maybe.

Ha.

But this is what they wanted.

This union.

So they moved to hug each other, and with more physical contact, more of their bodies began to mix & merge.

For an outside viewer, it looked like two human males stuck in a bloated barely human shaped cocoon made of their blended skin. From time to time, one could make out body parts glide across the surface as if swimming or looking for an exit.

But neither Steven or Tate wanted out of this.

The human cocoon began to moan.

It started from the bottom up. Through glooping & stretching sounds, the mound of flesh touching the ground began to condense into feet & legs.

As they completed their formation, he began to flex his toes. As he did so more of him began to form. This time was his butt & surrounding areas. As they did so, be began to twitch at random.

Then his abdominals & chest were to follow. At first it looked like two torsos were stacked on top of each other, smoothly gliding & moving around each other, and then they converged at one point & became one.

At first looked like he had four rows of abs. Tate's were the second & third row, while Steven's were the first & fourth. Steven's moved inwards mixing with Tate's like smaller puddles merging into bigger ones. Eventually they settled into one set of abs.

He began to yelp as the two young men's spines began to become one. One could hear pops & cracks as each vertebrae between each spine became one like one zipping up a coat.

To top it off as if they were holding it all together, their pecs merged & formed bigger manly ones.

The mass that held their arms & shoulders began to constrict & form their corresponding parts, revealing muscular shoulders & biceps that would take Tate years to achieve even with his physical gifts.

As both men wanted this, their minds easily melded into one, and because of that it was a pleasurable experience feeling his mind form.

Once his neck was done forming & their minds consolidated into one, his facial features began to take shape.

He had Tate's skull shape, hair volume & texture, and his high hairline. Steven's ears, eyes, eyebrows, & mouth shape. He had a mixture of their hair colors & noses. Thanks to having the combined testosterone levels of two young men he had facial hair as well.

He let out of loud sigh as the fusion completed, and a large amount steam issued from his body.

Where there was once Steven & Tate, there was now only him:

The steamy fog cleared & he found himself drenched.

Calming his breath, he moved to calm his thoughts. As much as he wanted to flex his muscles & savor this feeling, he needed to figure out who he is.

The magic scroll took Steven & Tate, and merged them into a different being.

He was them, but at the same time not them.

He took Tate's shirt & put it on:

It too became drenched.

Tate's powers. His power over water must be in overcharge. Pulling from Tate's memories he used his control to turn them off.

Now for his identity: Steven + Tate = Felix.

Yes, they, no he was Felix.

A quick snap of his fingers caused a ball of flames to form in his hands.

Tate's power over fire & water carried over.

Good.

Checking out his body he knew he had Tate's athleticism as well plus a little more. And certain subjects that confused Tate became a lot more clearer & easier to understand. Steven's intelligence was now a part of him as well.

Felix made his way back to the academy, and as he did, his memories became more clear as well. The two men's timelines became one as well. As far as the world is concerned Felix was always Felix. Star athlete, highly intelligent & charismatic, top grades in everything, ect.

And he had superpowers.

But he was not rich. Oh well. Can't have it all.

As he walked back to his dorm, he noticed the longing eyes watching him. Thanks to Steven's influence on his personality, Felix was able to keep it in his pants much better than Tate did, which was good because he was sure Tate knocked up a couple of ladies. But that is no longer the case anymore.

And now, all he had to do was wait three months to graduate & figure out what agency or hero to apprentice himself too.

He is thinking of the somewhere in the Andromeda Galaxy.

He has time.

Mix 52: Be like Water

Previous Chapter to the story.

DIC is a powerful organization, but they are not all knowing nor all present.

There are some who evade capture or slip through the cracks.

Some speculate that this is done on purpose. Not all who become ascenders turn into screaming lunatics trying to flatten the nearest metropolitan area. Some lead quiet lives, some in the middle.

Still, some prowlers are careful.

This was the case for Dean:

No one knows how he found out about how there are groups that hunt people with abilities like his if he acted too carelessly, but he did.

He is now near the end of his journey.

It took three years, and in that period he absorbed three victims. He is a P level prowler at this point. Most would stop, live their lives like anyone else, and let their descendants deal with their above human gifts on their own.

But he felt drawn to something.

To someone.

Javier:

Another P-level prowler who was careful about how he went about his actions.

It only took him two absorptions to reach P-level though. An intense work out session confirmed just how much they strengthened him. But as much as he would like to move on, he feels grounded to his current area, like he is waiting for something.

Or someone.

As careful as these two men have been, even they have been under DIC's watch. But DIC, has decided to stay out of it.

While A-level prowlers are incredibly dangerous, there are different grades or levels to them. And some have even joined the organization to lend their talents.

Once Dean was in the area, the forces pulling them together changed.

Instead of pulling to into one area, it was like trying to put two magnets together using the same polarized charged sides, and yet they could not leave.

But they were both patient, and eventually the attraction pull them outside to the surrounding wilderness. They were soon by an river, but on opposite sides.

They saw each other, but did not speak. They were both predators and only by this invisible force did they know how to navigate each other. In many cases prowlers try to devour each other, determined to be at the top of the food chain, to claim the power the other accumulated.

As if on que, they both walked into the river towards each other. The water was cold & moved fast, but it was barely deep enough to reach their knees at the deepest point.

Or so they thought.

Half way in, there was a sudden drop, and both men were submerged in the river. It was dark, and the color was a mix of blue, purple, and greys. The only light source was the few strands on light from above.

It was like they were in an ocean.

Despite the lack of clarity & life around them, they could see each other clearly, and despite being underwater, they could breathe. But fear of drowning kept them from opening their mouths.

The water nearby began to move around them like a changing current. It held them in place as it settled on its flow.

They were held in spheres.

After a few minutes, the two men felt their bodies suddenly rush upwards, towards the surface.

But when they reached above the water, the two prowlers were not there.

Well not in the way they came.

To the outside viewer, large human sized spheres on red water was floating above the surface.

Dean & Javier were broken down into their base materials while moving upward. The only thing intact that was distinctly theirs was their DNA. And despite the breakdown of their bodies into blood, guts , and everything else; they were still conscious.

And surprisingly, they felt no pain either.

The crimson orbs floated above the river for a moment & then smashed into each other, becoming one bigger orb.

Their DNA & minds began to mix & become one, and as they did so, the orb struggled to hold its shape.

In random places at random intervals, the skin of the orb began to push out as if someone was trying to escape but failed. At the same time, clouds began to gather & a light rain storm pelted the area.

After a few minutes, a new genetic code was created. The two men could feel themselves within each other's mind. Some of their memories mixed forming new ones, while others stayed, only in their place was a new figure.

And then the crimson orb began to shrink.

As the orbs shrunk, it began to take on a more humanoid form, as if it was spandex.

It shrunk until it looked like a human made of water, like water spirit.

He opened his mouth & let out a large roar.

Mother Nature responded with an array of lightning & thunder.

As this was happening, his skin began to change, becoming more opaque, his water for hair becoming solid & parting from each other.

It felt rapturous and in that ecstasy, he was able to create some shorts for himself.

Then it all stopped.

The rains ceased, the clouds ran to the four corners of the globe.

His floating stopped & he fell into the water.

Wading to one side of the river, he stood up:

He was dazed at first, but eventually he took a look at his surroundings.

He began to take deep breathes.

And then it happened.

As he inhaled, the water rose, and when he exhaled, the opposite.

This was his power now; the power over water.

He walked back to the hotel to get a better look at himself.

To see what Dean & Javier ascended together into.

He took a look in a mirror & noted his features.

He had Javier's height, abdominal insertions, neck, chest, & legs.

He had Dean's shoulders, arms, hands, feet, and his skin tone.

His eyes were from Dean, his nose from Javier. His mouth, eyebrows, and ears were a mix of the two.

His hair texture of the Javier's, but it had Dean's coloring. Javier's facial hair was passed on to him, and thanks to his higher testosterone levels, he had more hair overall.

He pulled his pants to see his rod. Long & thick. Bigger jewels.

He smirked.

Rummaging through their merged belongings, his belongings, he took out his id to figure out his new name.

Antonio.

A very common thing among Ascenders is that their hunger for a stronger body goes away. And this was no different for Antonio.

He held no desire to assimilate anymore. Dead & Javier were the perfect match.

As for DIC, they became aware of Antonio. The energy readings, the stable timeline shifts, and the lack of a city of town being under threat near his area meant that Antonio would be left alone.

Catalogued, watched, but unbothered.

For now.