Blissfully Absorbed, Ass tf

The quiet morning crept in on the slumbering Jasmine, everything was still and quiet for her. She slowly woke up, looking around to find her room empty. Finding that her boyfriend was not in bed next to her. “Hmm, must be at work already” she mumbled to herself, all too unaware of his actual fate.

Her partner Ethan was not in the same bliss, currently gently wobbling back and forth as a part of her lower assets. Every sway muddling his thoughts, making coherency impossible for the man turned butt.

The couple only hours before had been cuddled up in deep sleep, fully unaware of the Tf storm that was unexpectedly hitting the area. The cool summer night breeze that drifted in through their window letting a nice sprinkle of absorption powder drift onto the spooning lovebirds. Ethan woke up to his body quickly absorbing into Jasmine’s rear. Not so much as a peep could escape his mouth before he was fully enveloped. Plunging his world into jiggly darkness.

The first few minutes transformed were just Ethan trying to gather his bearings. Figure out what happened as he adjusted to his new body. The only information he had to work on being his bloated squishy body, the heat he once provided to it now slowly cooling without him.

Eventually he pieced together how he had become a part of Jasmine. Realizing that there was a Tf storm that night

“Dammit, I knew it was tonight! I’m such an idiot, I should have closed the windo-“

His train of thought was sharply interrupted, for his dear Jasmine which he was attached to had rolled over. For her a simple action for comfort, for Ethan a whirlwind of momentum as the outwardly small impact between her rear and the bed sent waves among Ethan’s jiggly body.

Waves of disorientation and pleasure meld Ethan’s mind like fire to candle wax. Coherent thought becoming ever harder for the ass to achieve. The faint and familiar scent of Jasmine being its only guiding light.

Hours pass, the room still in the blissful quiet that’s consumed it for the past several hours. Jasmine still lay undisturbed still, the sun moments away from rising to disturb her uninterrupted rest. Yet Ethan lay in a haze, unable to make a sound to alert his dear partner as to his jiggly fate. Slowly his mind succumbing to the fat it resided in.

Jasmine's rise and remark about Ethan leaving early disturbed the ass. Or as much as it could be off put by anything. Its mind shed memories and emotions with every step Jasmine took. Each foot forward brings shock waves to her rear, melting Ethan’s mind to match his soft and squishy body. With the slow apathy of caring creeping in, after all he is Jasmine's Ass, why would he care about anything other than being perfect padding for the goddess he once called a partner.