Flubbery trouble. Part 4/4 (Patreon)

One by one. The poor scientist's cells were being mutated into the substance, he just created. Every flubber kept their host's mind and personality awake for as long as physically possible. While still having a iron grip on what the bear could and could not experience. No reason to stop the fun early, right?

But all things have to come to a end. So with one last aggressive assault on this bear's being, the new life form took complete control. The bear fought back, of course. but honestly. The flubber didn't seem to mind nor care too much. It wasn't like these last remanences of their hots's mind was anything to be worried about. And with a last hard PLOP! He was gone. Resulting into an amalgamation of countless self duplicating flubbers, and their creator. 

The flubber was in full control. Nothing left of their creator. But who couldn't resist taking some aspects from their first absorbed victim? Some nice hips here and some curves there. Maybe a bit of that face they so playfully stretched and bend out just a few moments ago.

Now, that is a makeover!

Time to find someone new to play with…