This was Justin’s third night sleeping in the bathtub as he had been instructed by the new talent from work. There had never been anything he wanted more than to be like them, to have what they had. To become gummy. He never really paid attention to or cared about the sudden outbreak of Flexis-Fluidum Syndrome, though he was aware of it’s effect on the human body. He never cared until Racheal and Amirah.

Justin’s taste for women had always leaned towards the curvier side of things. He didn’t mind a little fat, but preferred it to be concentrated in the chest, hips and buttocks. A small belly pouch was perfectly acceptable to him. In his experience, girls who were too thin had nothing to hold onto, they had nothing to squeeze.

While he had his preferences and knew where to find the right girls for one night stands, he was also considerate of the fact that these relationships were shallow at best. He could make his partners feel good, but his pleasure always lacked something. No matter the position, no amount of blow jobs or eating out, tit jobs or anal and vaginal could truly satisfy him. His performances and length were only there to please his current partner for the night.

Working at a lifestyle club meant Justin had no shortage of women to choose from. As a bartender, he had no time to sexually engage his many admirers though they made sure to always leave their numbers for him. There were always entertainers on stage who took great pleasure in fucking each others brains out for the crowds. Perhaps his lack of satisfaction stemmed from over exposure and desensitization. Whatever the case that all changed when the staff were introduced to their club’s newest attractions during the monthly morning meeting.

Their club would be the first in the world to feature gummy-on-gummy sex. The manager introduced four individuals, each dressed in casual street clothing with their exposed arms and faces looking like they’d come pre oiled. Justin thought they looked like they were expecting to preform before they were even hired. As Jake, Martin, Racheal and Amirah introduced themselves, Justin found all four to be very open and receptive to questions as they mingled with the other staff.

“Good Morning! I was just curious, would you guys start to melt if you were to, oh I don't know, hold a lighter to your hand?” One of Justin’s coworkers, one of the custodians, asked.

Martin was the one to respond. “An open flame or something super hot would cause a nasty burn, but we don’t actually melt in high heat. We just get softer.”

That seemed to be his only major concern as he smiled, offered his thanks, then left to finish up his morning duties.

Justin didn’t catch much else of what went on at the meet and greet with the men, instead he focused on the appearance of the new girls. They were with the other performers who seemed to be keeping more distance than necessary from their new hires. It seemed they feared contracting FF-syndrome and did not even bother shaking their offered hands. That distance allowed him to get a good look at the newbies. Both girls had the type of body that he found attractive though with obvious differences between them.

Racheal was fairly short at about 5”6’. Her Pearlescent skin seemed almost reflective in the full daytime lighting of the club. Her green eyes and freckled face were framed by fiery red-orange bob cut hair. Amirah was the taller of the two, much taller. Her curvaceous ebony frame easily topped 6”4’ or even 6”6’ and her bare midriff was just as glossy as Racheal. Long locks dyed purple at the ends framed a gently heart-shaped face and amber eyes. While it was faint on both of them, Justin could see a little disappointment in their eyes.

Justin had read the report on the disease only once, and a long time ago, but he did remember that simply touching a gummy was not enough to transfer it to another person. He walked over to the ladies and offered a simple introduction and a hand shake, something he felt they desperately desired.

“Welcome aboard Racheal, Amirah. Names Justin and I run the bar here. If you ever need anything like drinks, towels or snacks just let me know and I’ll get them to you.” Justin had no interest in bedding gummies, but that didn’t mean he had no reason to be rude.

His simple action seemed to work as the others soon closed the distance with the new girls and began gossiping about the latest reality television shows. Their expressions brightened as Justin took his leave, glad he was able to help break the ice a bit. Having no other reason to be there, he made his way home to rest up for that evenings shift.

In preparation for a potentially messy show, the club had Plexiglas barriers installed around the stage. Justin proceeded to serve drinks as usual while the usual odours of sex and alcohol hung heavy in the air. His senses had grown numb to these a long time ago. It was only when the first gummy couple were announced that his attention was piqued. There were videos floating around online of amateurs going at it, but he had no interest in those bizarre antics. The opportunity to witness the action in real life now was too much to pass up.

The curious crowd gathered and were perplexed when two space heaters were brought on to warm up the stage. It was about ten minutes later, after the area had sufficiently warmed, that Racheal walked out alone, glistening and nude. She began by shaking her entire body, as though she had been sitting still for far too long and just needed to stretch. She bent down forward and proceeded to run her hands from her feet, up the length of her legs, and brush past her clean shaven lips. Her hands roamed higher, around her hips and ass, rubbing her slight belly, her generous globes then her face. The motion of standing up seamlessly transitioned to a back bend that would put Leilani Franco to shame. As her pussy was exposed to the crowd, Racheal twisted her torso impossibly through her own legs then started to eat herself out.

As her pleasure built, the audience began to notice the changes taking place before them. The heaters were doing exactly as planned as her feet began to ever so gradually spread and her softened legs could no longer support her own weight. In it’s currently pliable and highly sensitive state, Racheal took the time to play with herself more. All of herself. She used her hands to rub her ever flowing juices from around her mouth and all over her already sheened body. Her feet toes were kneaded and stretched into impossible lengths and shapes. Her feet boneless and soft worked their way up to her shoulders then squished them together and stretched them apart. She was almost childlike in her explorations of her own body. Yet this was only the beginning of the gummy mini orgy act.

Now was the time for them to show how crazy gummy sex could really get. Amirah walk out on stage flanked by the mocha-skinned Martin and the bronzed Jake. Each man was packing a penis that stretched down to about his shins. The lustrous trio each took a moment to bask in front of the space heaters to soften themselves. Despite the length and girth of the obviously erect and glossy members Martin and Jake sported, the way Amirah handled them showed that they were not as hard as a normal human erection. The ebony goddess first took Jake’s length in its entirety without so much as a pause for breath before moving on to Martin’s. Back and forth she went until she decided that she was being inefficient and downed both cocks at once. Her mouth stretched wide to easily accommodate both snakes and her neck, chest and tummy displayed where they had gone. Meanwhile Racheal had been masturbating and stretching herself into even more of a tangled mess. She was ready.

The current fate of Racheal was just now beginning to effect the other three. Amirah’s body began to sag down, her knees and feet slowly deforming on the hard stage floor. Jake and Martin were in no better shape. As their dicks were slobbered and gobbled furiously, they each used one hand to gently massage Amirah’s head and shoulders while using their free drooping hand to squeeze and squish their own softening forms. When the cocks were removed from her mouth, all three turned to Racheal. The poor girl was craving attention and they intended to give her all the attention they could.

Amirah quickly found Racheal’s head and managed to tear her away from her own soaking cunt. Being removed from herself nearly brought her to tears until she was face to face with Amirah. The two women crushed their faces together passionately, Amirah cradling Racheal’s head on a long doughy neck. As the ladies discovered each others tongues, the nearly melting men made their way to her abandoned snatch. Martin dove straight in and licked and bit furiously on her waiting clit, chewing it like a wad of the most flavourful gum he’d ever known. Racheal cried out in surprise and was from that point on incoherent. She wasn’t melting yet, but her extremely soft body was perfect for the final stage of the act.

Amirah walked between Jake and Martin, stepping on Racheal without concern, and bent down to examine the dripping pink cooch before them. An audible gasp rose from the audience as all three gripped that inviting hole, then pulled and stretched it out like a small tent. The noodled girl could only moan in approval of her cohorts actions. Jake struggled to craw inside the waiting warmth as his body tried not to leave any part of itself behind. Once in, he carefully turned over, gripped his drooping cock in one hand, then invited in Amirah with his other.

She obliged. As creamy clear cunt nectar dripped around them, she turned and positioned herself to take his chewy rod in her ass. In spite of the poles softness the bulge in her lucent belly was readily apparent. With those two fucking inside of Racheal, It was Martins turn to join the party. Racheal’s interior was intoxicatingly inviting to him. It was clear to everyone witnessing the show that he was struggling to hold himself relatively solid as it was. Amirah’s cunt was begging for a pounding and it was his job to give it to her before the big finale. He pulled in his trailing girth, so soft that most of it stayed outside as he crawled inside. Upon finding the tip, he quickly began feeding the entire length into the waiting slit before him.

As the folds of Racheal’s stretched womanhood closed in around them, the two men used whatever rigidity that remained within them to drill these malleable women senseless. Being filled so deeply was bringing Amirah closer to the brink. Martin and Jake could barely keep themselves together as they neared their crest. And the constant thrashing of all three was causing what semblance of a mind still intact within Racheal to fracture.

The crowd could make out the individual forms through Racheal’s distended form at the start, but as the three way inside of her continued they gradually lost definition. Through muffled grunting and inhuman moans The audience witnessed their three gummy entertainers climax together. In her wild throes of ecstasy, Racheal’s limbs and head rocketed this way and that. They ricocheted of the Plexiglas barrier, the stage floor and her churning belly multiple times before her head struck the barrier one final time with a dull *splat*. Her midsection continued to roil with the contents of three gummies who no long had solid forms. She spent the last moments of semi-solid form extruding several gallons of velvety and highly viscous fluid from her exhausted and throbbing pussy. The marbled mixture slowly spread across the stage, the sheet of it rising more than an inch thick. Now, with most of her party outside and beginning to coat her body, Racheal was ready to join them as she too lost her solid form.

As the lights dimmed on the stage, Justin suddenly realised that he had actually stopped serving to watch the show. As he caught up on his drink orders, he decided to gain some insight into some of their thoughts on the show. There were mixed reviews from the audience: some were pleased to see something so exotic and new. Others, while curious, found the show just wasn’t to their personal tastes. Several patrons actually felt the need to leave, as the sights left the feeling nauseous. He offered his thanks for their patronage and tips as the messy quartet on stage was removed by one of the few people trained to handle them without becoming infected.

Justin had no interest in the gummies before, but watching them preform, the obvious pleasure they could provide themselves and others drove him mind wild with possibilities. His sex life would never be dull again if he could just be like the, be one of them.

After closing for the night, He waited in the parking lot for stars of the night. He didn’t wait long as his four hopes exited for the night followed by the manager locking up for the night. He didn’t want his boss to hear him make his request so he waited for him to say his good nights and depart before approaching. The group was chatting amongst each other as he approached.

“That was some show you guys put on! It was great! Really!” He flattered. “Would you mind if I asked you how much of that was rehearsed? I mean you guys have to have faked some of that in some way? NO! What I meant to ask was…did all of that really feel that good?” Justin had just turned making an ass of himself into an art form.

Amirah was the first to respond.

“We’re glad you think so but we heard you telling the boss about how freaked some of the guests were by us.”

“We’re not really sure if this is right for our kind right now.” Martin placed his hand on Justin’s shoulder. “We really do appreciate the feedback though, glad you were pleased”

“Good night, we might see you tomorrow night, If the boss will have us.” Racheal hugged him and he could feel her deform slightly under her own grip.

“Get home safe.” A simple handshake was all Jake offered.

They turned and walked to a nearby parked car. Justin would not let this opportunity slip through his hands.

“Wait!” He called out. They stopped and waited for him to close the distance between them. “How do I become like you? I want to have that amazing sex that I saw up there tonight, but I just don’t know how. What do I do to have what you have, to be just like you?” he confessed his desire not just to them but to himself as well.

They looked at each other in a wordless conversation. Finally Jake broke the silence.

“This is a one way trip, no turning back kind of deal. Ask yourself first ‘is this truly what I want?’”

“More than anything!” He replied hastily

“Alright then, we’ll meet up here the same time tomorrow night.” Racheal spoke this time. “If you’re really serious, don’t eat anything at all tomorrow. Do you understand?”

“Of course. I’ll do whatever it is you ask of me” Justin held firm.