All Gummed Up by Melanie

The clock strikes 9 AM, officially starting the workday, while I input the final configurations into our newest project. It’s merely contract work unfortunately, but corporations are pretty much the last source of funding left for transformation research thanks to fearmongers stirring up controversy in the public. So, even if it’s essentially busywork, I still need to make sure it gets done on time and just as the client demands. A lot is riding on this after all.

“Good morning Doctor Jung!” A female voice suddenly calls as the front door opens and our newest intern steps in.

“Ah, Jenny, good morning! Almost on time today too.”

Jenny sticks out like a sore thumb in the lab environment. Her tall and muscular body makes it obvious that she’s attending college under an athletic scholarship. Women’s soccer, I think. Regardless, her interest in science seems genuine, and she’s put a great amount of work and effort into her internship at my lab. I’m always happy to support a fellow woman in science.

“I know, and I’m terribly sorry about it! I keep telling coach that I need to leave on time but she just won’t listen,” Jenny replies as she makes her way over, wearing her lab coat and safety equipment over her still sweaty sports equipment. Seems like she chose to skip changing and showering to make it here.

“It’s quite alright, I’m just teasing you. There’s not much on the agenda today anyway, we just need to get this project ready for shipment. I would have done it alone, but it’s a side of science you’ll have to get familiar with as well, unfortunately.”

“I… see. So, what is this project then?” Jenny asks as she bends over to get a better look at the small device laying in front of me.

“Well, you’re already familiar with our nanomachines, right?” I try to coax her into showing off what she’s learned.

“Of course! The nanomachines are assigned a specific program, something like… turning a loaf of bread into a diamond. Then they’re pointed towards a target, which they rearrange on a molecular level until their goal is complete.”

“Precisely! Our newest client is a candy company, and naturally they want us to make a device that will allow them to make candy more easily. With this remote, you can tell the nanomachines what kind of candy they have to make, point them toward some organic matter, and you’ll have made candy! That’s the idea at least, we still need to do the test run. Would you mind handing me that apple there?”

After Jenny happily delivers my apple, I place it down on a small pedestal a few meters away from us. Grabbing the remote, I activate the nanomachines, put them on gummy candy mode, and point them towards their target. We wait in silence, our eyes fixated on the apple, looking for any sign that the device works. Finally, we begin to notice changes. The apple is beginning to get smaller, and its skin is becoming translucent. We continue to watch the process, the nanomachines visibly making their way further into the apple, until nothing of its original form remains. Now, all that’s sitting in front of us is a tiny gummy apple, indistinguishable from the ones you can buy at a store.

“Wow!” Jenny exclaims. “It worked! I mean, I’d never doubt your work Doctor Jung, but… that was an actual apple a moment ago, and now it’s candy, it’s simply incredible.”

“It certainly looks like it, but you’re forgetting something important, Jenny,” I remark as I step over to the tiny apple. “Candy is not just about looks, but how it tastes! Nobody will want the device if everything it makes tastes like an old boot. Except for the licorice crowd, mayhaps.”

My joke earns me a small chuckle from Jenny as I delicately pick up the apple. Bringing it to my eye, I give it a quick inspection for any flaws, before I lower it to my tongue. I gently toy with it in my mouth, allowing the gelatinous mass to slowly dissolve, until I decide to speed the process up by chewing it into small pieces.

“Well, what do you know? Sure tastes like apple candy to me,” I share with Jenny before swallowing. “Now all that’s left to do is to…”

I cut myself off as I notice something strange. As the apple flavor fades away, it leaves behind an odd feeling in my mouth. I rub my tongue against the roof of my mouth in hopes that it might just be a strange aftertaste, but that doesn’t seem to help.

“Sorry, Jenny, could you do me a favor and just take a look at my mouth?” I ask, opening wide and sticking out my tongue for her to see. In response, she leans in closer. I can see a brief moment of confusion on her face, before it quite visibly turns into shock.

“Doctor Jung, you, your tongue, um,” Jenny stammers, while I’m already dashing over to the nearest mirror to see for myself.

Staring at my mirror image, I once again open wide. I am greeted by the sight of my mouth turning bright green and translucent, eerily reminiscent of gummy candy. I suddenly get a strange gut feeling, quite literally. Unbuttoning my shirt, I find my stomach in a similar state, with no sign of the internal organs that should be in there. Out of pure disbelief, I poke myself, feeling my own finger push itself into me. Why is this happening? It obviously has to do with the gummy apple, but how? It can’t just magically do this, it should be a perfectly normal piece of candy after the transformation ends.

That’s when it hits me.

“Jenny!” I shout as I run back. “Jenny, you need to turn the nanomachines off! They think I’m their target now, I-”

I trip over my own shoes and slam to the ground, just now noticing that my feet don’t fully fill them anymore. None of my clothes seem to fit, for that matter. As I continue to get smaller, I am forced to wrangle myself free from my own clothing, costing me precious time. I can feel the nanomachines spreading further through my body, my new gummy parts feeling wobbly and cool compared to my sturdy and warm human body. By the time I manage to crawl out of my shirt, the transformation is already complete. My body is now a smooth green recreation of myself, similar to the body of a barbie doll. The one exception is my hair, which has retained its red colour, but is now merged into a large lump.

“Doctor Jung? Is that you?” A voice calls from above. Looking up from within my shirt’s collar, I see Jenny towering over me, remote in hand. She was already tall before, but now… it’s hard to wrap my head around the fact she’s still the intern I know.

“Jenny, it’s important we stay calm,” I yell up at her. “I’m sure we can reverse this if we-”

“Oh my god, you’re so small and adorable!” Her voice overpowers mine, clearly not listening.

Jenny crouches down in front of me, bringing a salty pungency to the air with her. When I see her reach her hand out toward me I instinctively take a step backward, only to bump against the back of my collar. With nowhere to run, Jenny’s fingers easily wrap around me and lift me up, pressing themselves into my gelatin body in the process. Soon, I’m greeted by Jenny’s huge face, her curious eyes locked onto me.

“So, you’re just straight up gummy candy now?” Jenny questions me as she effortlessly twists and turns me around in her hand to inspect every inch of my body.

“Yes, but I’m sure we could figure out how to reverse this!” I plead, trying to ignore the way Jenny is eyeing my body right now.

“Oh, but what would be the fun in that? I think I like you a whole lot more like this.”

I’m at a loss for words, how can Jenny be so casual about all this? From over my shoulder, I can see her pull out the remote and press the button to call the nanomachines back, before she looks back at me with a grin that causes a chill to run down my non-existent spine.

“Now, I think it’s my turn to do the taste test.”

Turning me back around to face her, I watch as Jenny opens her mouth wide, the inside glistening with saliva. I try to wriggle free from her grasp but it’s pointless, my gummy muscles stand no chance against even her casual grip on me. As Jenny slowly moves me inside, the air around me becomes warm and moist from her breath. Passing her plush lips and terrifying teeth, I get a close look at her tongue, already wriggling in excitement. I want to scream for help, but I know that nobody is around to help me.
Jenny’s lips finally close around my thighs, firmly keeping me in place, and her tongue springs into action. It wraps and rubs itself against me, followed by squeezing me against the roof of her mouth. As I get coated in her saliva, I can feel it slowly eating away at my body, slimming it ever so slightly. Every now and then, Jenny sucks it all in and swallows it, granting me a brief pause from the uncomfortable feeling, before once again thoroughly coating me.

“Mmmhh!” Jenny moans in pleasure as she pulls me back out by my feet, the rest of my body now shiny and sticky. “Wow, Maia, you’re so tasty! Being candy really suits you. Though, while I recognize that your hair is cherry-flavoured, I couldn’t really figure out what the other flavor was. I think one more taste test might do the trick.”

“No no no wait! Jenny, stop!” I plead as I get turned around and reinserted, this time with my head poking out from Jenny’s lips. I don’t get any reaction from her as her tongue gets back to work, downright caressing my body with it as she tries to figure out its flavor. Aside from slowly being digested by her saliva it admittedly feels kind of nice, but I would still prefer not being eaten.
Finally, Jenny pulls me out again and lifts my wet body up to her eyes.

“Hmm, not lime, not green apple, not mint, what else is green…? Oh, I know, sweet woodruff! Now I really can’t let you go to waste, you’re quite the rarity.” Jenny remarks as she stands back up to her full height. Looking down, I get a little dizzy from how far away the floor seems, so I instead focus on Jenny instead. I watch as she pockets the candy transformation device, before she looks back down at me.

“I think it’s about time we get going,” she says as she slips out of her lab coat to hang it back up with the others. “No sense in wasting time here when I could be working out instead. Now, I don’t have any pockets, so where do I put you?” She asks, but it’s clear the question is directed at herself and not me. Noticing her gaze shifting away, I follow her eyes and get greeted by the sight of her cleavage. “Hm, no, too big a risk of you dropping through. Guess my ‘back pocket’ will have to do.”

As Jenny lowers her hand I desperately try to struggle free, but the fingers pinching me simply won’t budge. I’m forced to watch as Jenny uses her free hand to pull open the back of her tight shorts, the air immediately turning salty as evaporated sweat escapes from within. Then, without warning, she drops me inside, my body falling on the wet fabric. I try to crawl out, but before I can get any sort of grip Jenny lets go of her waistband, causing her shorts to immediately snap back, pressing my face into the slick skin of her left buttcheek.

Although I can’t see anything, I can feel Jenny begin to walk outside. Every step, her glutes push me around, the little bit of fat between them and me acting as my only cushioning. All the while, her sweat collects around me and causes a tingly sensation as it slowly dissolves into my body. Things only get worse when Jenny descends down the stairs to the main entrance, wildly shaking the cheek I’m glued to. By the time I hear her exit the building, I feel all dizzy, and I’m only given a brief pause from the constant movement before Jenny starts jogging. Again and again, I’m battered around by her muscles with each step her toned legs take. Combined with the ever-worsening sweaty atmosphere, I’m almost glad to not have a stomach anymore.

Haziness has overcome me by the time we make it to Jenny’s apartment. The trip also took a toll on my body, the sauna-like conditions in Jenny’s pants easily melting my gummy flesh. When Jenny finally pulls them down, a little bit of myself gets pulled along with them, while most of me remains glued to Jenny. Once my eyes have adjusted to the light, I can see that Jenny is looking down at me via a stand mirror behind her.

“See, that wasn’t so bad. And just look at how cute you are down there!” Jenny mockingly comments while shaking her hips to confirm that I’m firmly adhered to her.

Once she’s had her fun, Jenny reaches her hand toward me, her fingers squishing into my body before she begins to pull me off. My body immediately begins to stretch, one end in Jenny’s grasp, the other unable to let go from her skin. As Jenny pulls harder and harder, I can feel gaps forming in my skin, which soon grow into large gashes. Eventually, my body comes loose, leaving a significant amount of myself stuck to Jenny.
As Jenny’s other hand begins to peel away at my remains she steps over to her bed and lies down on her back. She lets go off me a few inches above her glistening abs, where I land with a soft thud. I try to stand up, but I quickly collapse onto my knees, my legs no longer having the strength to support my own weight.

“Well,” Jenny begins, already chewing on my scraped-off remains. “I was hoping you would last a little longer, but you’re already starting to get a little gross. It’s fine though, thanks to the prototype I can get as much candy as I want now. Anyway, I haven’t eaten anything all day, and I think I’ve earned a snack.”

I try to crawl away as Jenny’s hand is descending, but I know there’s no point. My body is in terrible shape, and every movement causes more of me to get stuck to Jenny’s abs. I don’t even manage to make it past one of them by the time I’m scooped up. I’m carried over her chest and above her mouth, already wide open in anticipation. Jenny’s fingers let go, and I’m unceremoniously dropped onto her tongue. I don’t resist as it pulls me inside, the lips behind me closing to seal me in for good. Even if I had the strength, what good would it do? I’m just a piece of candy now, this is just the way it has to go.

“Mmmh, salty,” Jenny mumbles as her tongue has its way with me. I am pushed around, squished against the roof of her mouth, even lightly chewed on. All the while, her saliva slowly eats away at me, leading my body to shrink and fall apart. At last, when little remains of me, I finally feel my consciousness fading away, melting into a little puddle. The last thing I perceive is Jenny swallowing, finally sending me down her throat to be digested.