"no, I can feel all of my parts, just not at once, but know I can reform.... to make things a little easier I am going to reform on the table in front of you as a small ball" Stephanie nods, unsure what this is going to be like, and waiting. You concentrate gather most of your mass together, using your abilities to reform it outside her body, on the table in front of her. Most but not all, intentionally leaving behind a small amount of you, that will be forever absorbed into her body, specifically in her mind.
What she sees is a shimmer with a red bouncy ball appearing out of nowhere in front of her. She picks it up "I am so relieved, and wow, it seems you really can do anything, but this was a pretty stupid form since you can't communicate with me like this" and she tosses your form lightly in the air. But she drops you and jumps when she hears you say "Yeah, about that" Your form hits the ground and bounces away, rolling under the refrigerator. "This might be a little bit of an invasion, but I left some of me behind inside your mind, so I could communicate with you even when I am a form that can't" she puts a hand on her chest, looking around for you. "Where did you go, I can't find you?" You simply say "oops, under the fridge, here let me get out. You shift into a cockroach and scamper toward the light, noting you have roach instincts telling you to go away from it. But you walk out ready to change back when...
SMACK, that actually hurts as you are crushed, your carapace cracking with a sickening crunch, squishy insides shooting out your sides, your whole body smashed "Ok, ouch, that actually hurt" but you heard a scream right before you got smashed, and realized "oh hey Stephanie I turned myself into a cockroach to get out...guess I should have warned you" she screams at your voice in her head and now you see she is standing on a chair. "you know how I am about bugs.....wait, oh my God, I killed you!" she gets down, but can't bring herself to come over and check on you, grossed out by your form, even smushed as it is. You chuckle mentally "Yes you did kill my body but apparently I am ok, now look away before I try to change back.... don't want you to see a dead cock roach come back to life" she screams and simply runs to her bedroom, slamming the door. You go to turn back, but can't and have a moment of panic where you think you're going to smushed cockroach parts for good, but then you think and realize just like when she ate you, you had to reassemble yourself. So you concentrate and put all your cockroach bits back together, once again a healthy roach. Just as well Stephanie ran out, the image of a dead cockroach going full zombie and reassembling itself is probably nightmare fuel. But you turn back to your human self, full size, but naked now, since you left your clothes as a banana peel. You consider what to do, but take the Barbie and Ken way out, simply removing all outward traces of human organs, so you look like a walking doll. "You can come out now, I'm human again" you do this out loud as the mental bond is ok but just being in another room is too far for it work. She comes out, sheepishly, then jumps as she sees you naked, "you jerk, put on some, wait, what the hell?" she walks over, looking at your crotch "Um, think you're missing something there sport" laughs. You laugh as well, "Yeah since I didn't have clothes, figured why not just take the barbie doll approach. Thought of it from the movie this summer." She sighs and sits down "I'd offer you a drink, but since you can turn yourself into one, figure its pointless." but she opens a beer, and takes a pull. "So what now my transforming friend?" You pace a bit, then pause. "I want to turn into something, but this time, stay is it for a long time" She drinks some more beer "What like a whole day, two?" you turn toward her "At least a month" she almost spits out her beer. "A month, just being a thing? Are you sure, I feel like that would be hella boring" But you nod emphatically "I wanna be an object, live...well exist as an object, hell, even think like an object" She takes a drag on the beer, killing it. "And I suppose you want to be my thing, since I know your secret? Ok, well, I actually could use:
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