Anon woke up to the smell of eggs. A very stimulating smell almost guaranteed to wake anyone up. It was the first day of the week so that meant that his business was going to open in about an hour. The smell of crackling vegetables and seasoning within the eggs made his mouth drool and his stomach rumble. He needed to go downstairs to see it for himself. Anon carefully stepped in just the right places in the upstairs hallway to avoid creaking, he wanted to surprise Bloss and maybe spy on her a little before he went down to thank her for the delicious smelling meal. Anon carefully stepped towards the top of the stairs looking down at an angle where he would be able to see the whole kitchen. What he saw surprised him so much that it caused his mouth to hang open.

There was a flurry of activity in the kitchen. Ten long, writhing, flexing, curling tentacles were doing various cooking tasks in rapid motion and in coordinated harmony. They all had small beady eyes attached to the ends and a few on the lengths of the fleshy vines so that they could see what they were doing. They originated from the ceiling where they were all attached to a fleshy viscous mass of pulsating, and slowly wriggling flesh stuck to the ceiling. Every so often the mass looked like it was going to start dripping to the floor but the drips would solidify into small tendrils and fuse back into the mass keeping the almost fluid-like flesh whole.

Anon watched as the ropes of writhing, twisting flesh efficiently executed multiple tasks simultaneously. One of them was flipping an omelet on a cast iron pan. Callouses were formed on the end of the tentacle to be able to grasp the hot handle of the pan without getting burnt. The end of another tentacle was split into four feelers, two pairs acting as tweezers to fish two slices of toast out of the toaster and place them on a plate. Two others were curled around a spoon and knife, scooping and spreading jam on the bread slices. Another was pouring orange juice, and another was setting utensils.

Anon watched in wonder as the ropes of flexible flesh rapidly prepared the meal, doing so many simultaneous tasks. She must have been utilizing her hivemind like she had told him about to duplicate parts of her brain to be able to do so many things at once. It was like a tornado in reverse, so many things coming together quickly. It was also a little frightening to see how quickly she could complete so many tasks. They were rapidly finishing their preparations.

Anon absentmindedly shifted his weight a little and the step below him made a loud cracking creak. All of the tentacles froze, and the eyes shifted and floated across the surface of the tentacles' flesh and epidermis until they were angled to look at him. Anon's adrenal glands gave him a small dose of adrenaline in surprise making his heart rate go up. He slowly raised his arm and waved at all the eyes looking at him from the surfaces of the tentacles.

The tentacles and the fluid-like gore they originated from had a brown-pinkish color but now a rosy color blossomed on the flesh around where the eyes were located and the flesh attached to the ceiling started pulsating quicker, sloshing and twisting more fluidly. One of the tentacles uncurled itself and waved back at Anon, the others started slowly moving away as if embarrassed. Eventually, they were all stretching around a corner beyond Anon's field of view. The gore stuck to the ceiling made a slurping noise as it seemed to drain into and engorge the tentacles it was attached to until it disappeared. The tentacles that consumed the flowing mass detached from the ceiling and retracted from the ceiling around the corner away from Anon's vision. Anon heard more slurping sounds, cracking, gurgling and slimy sounds. Anon descended the stairs and walked around the corner just in time to see the tail ends of some tendrils sliding into Blossomforth's flesh.

Blossomforth had an embarrassed look on her face as if she had just been caught naked. The color on her cheeks and ears was similar to the rosy tinge Anon had seen on the tentacles' skin around the eyes.

"Hey, Anon. Breakfast is served? Heh, heh."

She gestured at the table where two plates of hot breakfast were served. There were veggie omelets, orange juice, toast with jam, and cut sausages.

"Don't be so embarrassed, that was really cool! Well, maybe mildly disturbing but still cool! You prepared breakfast for us so quick, were you using that hivemind method of copying parts of your brain to multitask? I kind of wish I could prepare breakfast that quick. I usually just eat oatmeal or something. Thanks a lot!"

Blossomforth lightly scuffed her hoof on the floor shyly. "Well, I kind of thought it would be easier and quicker since we were both working today. I hope I didn't look too disturbing to you, I thought I would finish before you got down here.”

Anon sniggered. "Aww, you actually looked cute! Your tentacles had little embarrassed blushes behind their eyes."

Anon watched as the blush on her cheeks and ears reddened further causing him to smile more widely. "Let's eat. Wait, did you cook meat?"

Bloss was slowly recovering from her embarrassment. "Yeah, I managed to find that griffon you were talking about and bought some from him. I heard gossip a while back from other ponies about how much you like meat and I wanted to surprise you. I have actually developed a taste for meat being what I am so I cooked some for myself also. Before, all I have ever heard is that it tasted horrible. I had a hard time finding the griffon, to be honest I was considering... well nevermind"

Anon curiously raised his eyebrow. "What were you considering?"

Blossomforth shifted uncomfortably as she sat down on her seat across from Anon. "Well, I was thinking of growing something with my spare biomass, directing the cells to suicide and, well, cooking it. I guess my lingering pony nature made me a bit queasy about eating something that was killed and not grown. I still think I could have grown something tasty. Needless to say it seemed way too creepy so I found the griffon instead."

Anon stopped chewing and swallowed. "Yup, that would have been incredibly creepy."

Bloss decided to change the subject. "So, you expecting a lot of customers today, Anon?"

"Yeah, I am expecting quite a few mares this morning." Anon sighed. "I bet that they are going to be constantly jabbering about you and me. We didn't exactly advertise ourselves but ponies are bound to have seen us together." Anon rolled his eyes slightly. "There seems to be a shortage of males in Equestria so maybe a few of them might try some more questionable things."

Blossomforth frowned. "Well, tell me if any of them do something like that."

"Yeah, I will but promise me you won't do anything... biological to them. I know especially this time of year that estrogen and pheromones can make mares a little bit more insane than usual."

"Nah, I wouldn't do that." Bloss smiled. "Hmm, but maybe I should try massaging you sometime. I bet I could come up with something that would give your famous fingers a run for their money! No more massage monopoly for you!"

Anon raised an eyebrow. "I bet I would like that! Anything happening in your weatherpony job?"

"Well, the skies have been really clear since that supercell storm came through a few weeks ago but we might have another line of storms coming through if what we have been reading from the Everfree is right. Might be an interesting day, or it could just still be clear. Hard to tell with the Everfree."

Anon finished chewing a piece of toast. "Ok, well how are you feeling with your urges for information? I know you just gathered some DNA yesterday."

Blossomforth smiled widely. "Nope, not so much!" Bloss pointed her hoof across the table at Anon. "I think you have something to do with that! I know that we're probably going to have to do something about it eventually but it kind of seems like I haven't had so many urges lately. It seems like I have been stressed out almost constantly since this all happened and opening up to you has made a big difference. Now I just want to relax in the boring ordinality of everyday life."

Anon smirked. "No worries! We'll just save world domination, and biotechnological singularity for another Monday!"

Blossom frowned. "I've actually seen that happen before in some of the memories left to me and it is not exactly pretty."

Anon cringed slightly. "Man, I should have known. I'm sorry Bloss."

"That's alright Anon. I know you were just joking."

They continued eating in silence. Anon looked out the window behind Blossom and the sky was getting slightly gray but in the far horizon he saw darker clouds. "Looks like you might have your work cut out for you today." Anon pointed out the window and Blossomforth looked to see the dark clouds on the horizon. "I certainly hope that it isn't anything like that supercell we had the other day." Anon hesitated slightly but continued. "I was a bit curious, did your new body help you survive the microburst?"

Blossomforth averted her eyes and her ears flopped downwards slightly. "Well, I suppose I did not tell you the truth when I first told you about it." She looked back at him. "The truth is that I would not have survived impact with the ground if my biology were not the way it is now. The microburst came out of nowhere, it was a nightmare. We were pelted with grapefruit sized hail that broke our bones before we even hit the ground. When I found the others on my team their bodies were utterly mangled, their bones were gruesomely jutting out of their bodies. They would have quickly died if I were not there to assimilate their bodies and preserve their nervous systems. I eventually assimilated all of them and altered their memories to forget the details of how badly they were hurt. I rebuilt their bodies with much less serious injuries for plausible deniability."

Anon looked surprised. "Geez, I kind of figured that your biology helped you survive but I had no idea that you did all that. I guess you saved their lives, huh?

Blossomforth sighed. "Yeah, I suppose I did. Nothing special really, I just did what anyone in my place should do. It wasn't exactly difficult to save them."

"Then why do you look so sad? You saved them."

"Well, one of them had comparatively minor injuries and was still conscious. I did not need to fully assimilate her so she learned of my true nature. I asked her to help me pretend we both carried the others back so it would not seem unfathomable that I was able to carry all five of us. She played along but I knew she was scared of me. In the end she was going to tell everyone about me and my instincts told me to assimilate her and erase her memory of the whole incident, which I did. She was my best childhood friend, and because of my condition I pushed her away. I thought that I would be an outcast of society, unable to get too close to anyone lest they turn against me. However, I met you!"

Anon grinned. "Glad to help! Maybe you should say hi to her when you go to do weather duty or even invite her over for dinner or something. Don't worry, I'll cover for you if anything happens. You should not have to give up friends because of your nature."

"I'll keep that in mind, Anon. Also, good luck with your job, and be careful of the other mares, Anon. I have been sensing increased concentrations of pheromones in the air. Spring mating season is coming very soon and they will be getting excited, competing for fertile males, and might become a little, uhm, aggressive."

Anon looked a little nervous but on the inside he was very frightened. "What about you? Do I have to be, ah, worried about anything?"

Blossomforth’s face transformed into a mischievous expression and she smiled creepily widely and licked her lips very briefly with her stupid, sexy, flexible tongue. "I like to think that I have more control over my biology than the average organism, but the effect of pheromones can be... interspecies."

Anon could have sworn he felt something under the table brush his pants where his penis was located but he was probably imagining it. Anon shivered involuntarily.

Anon looked back at Blossomforth and her facial features were back to normal. "I wouldn't worry about it too much, Anon. Just note that mares can be." She paused. "Territorial." She locked her eyes on Anon's eyes with a straight face but with an unmistakeable twinkle in her eye full of meaning.

"Welp, I better get going or I'll be late." Bloss quickly slid off her chair and walked around the corner to Anon. "Can I get a hug goodbye?"

"Absolutely."

Blossomforth stood up on her hind legs and balanced her front hooves on Anon's chest. Anon picked her up by the armpits and her thighs came up to clamp around Anon's hips. Blossomforth wrapped her forelegs around Anon and Anon hugged her back. They let the hug go but Blossomforth's thighs were still locked around Anon's hips. Her face was tinged with a blush. She placed her hooves on Anon's chest and leaned forward to kiss him. This kiss was different than normal. Her mouth deformed and formed a seal around anon's mouth sucking his tongue out of his mouth. Small tendrils formed out of the side of her cheek and held the side of anon's face as she passionately hugged her tongue around Anon's tongue squeezing it with love. She finally let go and her face reformed to normal. ( https://derpicdn.net/img/view/2015/4/28/884882.png )

Blossomforth smirked. "Remember that, Anon, when the mares try to seduce you." She winked at Anon with a mischievous grin. With her thighs still locked around his hips, Blossomforth leaned backwards and curled her spine into a backbend, her torso folded over backwards. She reached out her hooves, bent over backwards, and reached out to touch the floor with them. She carefully relaxed the muscles clamping her thighs to Anon's waist and shifted her weight to her forehooves which were now on the ground. Blossomforth stretched out her hind legs apart into an areal straddle split. Anon now had a perfect view of her spread legs with her pussy, ponut, tail, and crotchboobs facing up at him. Her spine was curled in such a way that her pelvis was held in the angle to give anon the perfect view. Anon thought that Blossomforth might have held the pose for a deliberately long time but he was not going to complain. Even her dock twitched, shifting her tail away from her privates to drape over her head. She shifted her legs from an arial straddle split to a normal arial split, rotating her legs, squishing, and rubbing her mare parts together as her muscular, and femininely fatty legs rotated into an oversplit. (1392551 in derpibooru) Her balance and control were incredible. One hind leg rotated forward towards anon and her hind hoof landed on Anon's chest. The other reached backwards towards the floor. She finally pushed off Anon's chest with one hind leg causing her spine to uncurl and gracefully land her hind hooves on the floor as her pelvis rotated away from Anon. (Image of normal areal split, scene contains more spinal curvature and a more angled pelvis. Imagine the image except her spine is curved enough that she can almost sit her plot on her own head and her tail is draping over her head giving anon a good view: https://derpicdn.net/img/view/2015/12/21/1049378.png )

She stood up straight and gave Anon an absolutely huge smile. She started skipping towards the door almost hopping like Pinkie Pie. “Have a great day, Anon!"

Anon could only weakly wave back, there was a painfully stiff boner in his pants. There was a moistness on the tip of his penis but to his surprise there was a moistness on his shirt where Blossomforth's crotch had straddled his waist.

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