That One Time I Was Soup
"Oooh, this is awesome!" Timid cheered, adjusting their camera on me once again. Rough was being tended to by Soft as they sat cross legged on the floor next to my cocoon, Rough huddled in a pile of blankets with Soft holding 'cocoa' for them. Timid was a beacon of excitement that never stopped as they looked around me from every angle. "Alien life cycles, caught on camera!"
"How are you holdin' up, Blue?" Rough asked, pulling the blankets as close to themself as possible.
I looked around on the inside of the cocoon while suspended in glowing green fluid. "I um..." I pressed a hoof onto the side of the cocoon experimentally and felt my hoof... bend. "I've been better?"
"What's it like in there?" Soft asked, handing the 'cocoa' to Rough in order to stand up and get a closer look at me.
I was pressing my hooves together now, to see if they would bend. "It's..." I pressed a little harder and--
"OH BY THE FIRST EGG!" I shouted in panic, my voice muffled by the cocoon.
"What? What happened!?" Soft shouted back, drawing closer to me but also refraining from actually touching my cocoon.
"My... my hoof snapped off." I stated in a daze, staring at the quickly dissolving hoof in front of me as it drifted lazily in the goo. "Why didn't that hurt?"
"You're seriously asking that!? We have to get you out of there!" Soft said with alarm, moving closer to me before a hand from Rough held their ankle.
"Hold on, Maria! What if this is supposed to happen?" Rough reasoned.
"Yeah, It doesn't make sense for an alien to turn into a big protective chrysalis thing and then self destruct. Maybe Blue is like a butterfly?" Timid reasoned, trying to place the 'camera' as close to the cocoon as possible without touching it.
Soft reluctantly backed away, crossing their arms. "I'm the one training to be a vet... but I guess that doesn't really cover insects, I guess."
I tried pressing my non-dissolved hoof into my chest, and that too snapped off. For some reason I felt a compulsion to keep doing that. "I have no idea whats going on." I admitted, pressing my hindleg onto the side of the cocoon until it came off with a muffled crack. "This is strangely satisfying though."
"What are you doing in there? It sounds really gross." Timid asked, following the glow of my eye.
"I'm snapping my limbs off and watching them dissolve." I replied plainly. Then I blinked, realizing what I had just said. "Why am I snapping my limbs off?!"
"Maybe you're supposed to?" Rough asked rhetorically, sniffling.
I tried to feel my chest and find out where that pain in my carapace had come before remembering that my limbs had all been snapped off at this point. I was a floating torso with a head and wings now. "Well... I can't even say stranger things have happened to me at this point. I don't have limbs anymore, nothing about this hurts, and I'm feeling fairly at ease with everything happening."
"It's probably the point of all that goo you're floating in." Timid theorized. "Why else would you be inside of this thing?"
"Hey, is it getting bigger by the way?" Rough asked with worry, scooting away in a heap of blankets from my cocoon.
"Oh crap! What are we gonna do when Mom comes home!?" Soft loudly worried, running from my sight to probably keep watch through the nearby window.
"Uh... Halloween decoration?" Timid suggested halfheartedly, still observing me with the 'camera'.
"What is?" Rough asked.
Timid pointed to my cocoon with their free hand. "Blue is, obviously."
Rough and Soft shared a look of disbelief. "There's no way that's gonna work, Karol." Soft replied.
"She can barely see as is, right? Just tell her its a really fancy one that you got as a gift from... oh, what's that one rich douche's name?"
"Cynthia? Also, Swear Jar." Rough provided and reminded.
"Darnit." Timid complained, reaching into their pocket and tossing a silver coin at Rough's pile of blankets, nearly missing their head.
While their muffled voices continued to discuss things, I took stock of what was happening to me. My lower half had begun to dissolve as well now, reaching to my lower abdomen. My torso had begun to dissolve as well, and my wings were starting to fray as well. None of this was actually painful or as distressing as I thought it should be...
A meaty crack came from my chest, drawing the attention of every not-minotaur in the room as well as myself.
"The heck was that, Blue?" Rough asked, attempting to stand and quickly failing, falling into a heap of blankets again on their back.
I looked down and saw that my chest had split open down the middle, the carapace frayed and being eaten away by the glowing green ooze that held me aloft. What looked to be a smaller... chest was coming out of my old one, floating ahead of me in the glow of my own magic. Was I doing all of this without even thinking about it?
Another crack, and my view of the world started to turn upside down. "Aaah!" I blurted in confusion.
"Holy shi-ih, um. Criminey!" Timid recovered, preventing the swear jar from collecting its taxes. "Blue's head just came off!"
"This is distressing but at the same time, very relaxing." I replied non-chalantly, everything going upside down. "I blame... um... I'm not actually sure what to blame for this right now."
Timid flipped the camera to their face. "You heard it here first folks: Aliens are weird."
"I don't actually know how I'm still talking right now." I said in monotone, my view drifting towards the top of the cocoon. Another crack sounded from me, a lot closer than before. At that point, I realized that my head had come apart. "Okay, seriously, how am I alive?"
"Well... when caterpillars go into a cocoon, they basically melt into a floating brain and re-build themselves. Maybe that's what you're doing?" Timid suggested, tracking my torso as my view drifted around again towards the group.
"Then what about that other torso in here?" I asked, motioning with my glowing eyes towards the... the growing chest that floated in the exact center.
"Maybe that'll be Blue 'Two Point Oh'?" Rough replied, sipping 'cocoa'.
"But it's not even part of me." I retorted as another crack and crunch caused my vision to split in two. "Aaah!"
"What happened!?" Timid blurted, trying to focus on two different points of light moving away from each other.
"I think my head split in half! I'm seeing in two directions!"
"Oh, that is so coooool!" Timid muttered under their breath.
"Are you okay?" Soft asked, worrying next to the cocoon.
"I'm... I feel weird." I replied honestly. I felt the urge to scratch my head or my chin, but... those were all goo now. What was even happening? Is this real life?
"Just hold on there, Blue. I'm sure everything will fix itself soon." Rough offered in support, now able to stand up as a blanket monster with only their head poking from the heap of fabrics.
"You're sure?" I asked nervously.
"Nope. But I thought it sounded good." Rough said with a smirk.
Then everything went dark. "Uh oh. Um, hello?" I asked nothing.
"We're still here Blue. You okay?" I heard Timid reply.
"I can't see."
"Are you in pain? Soft asked.
... "No?" I said with uncertainty. "I'm not even sure I'm alive right now.
"If you were dead, then how'd you be talkin' with us?" Rough reasoned.
"I don't know, magic?"
"Yeah, magic. Sure." Timid scoffed.
"No, I'm serious. Maybe it's my magic at work?"
"What, like your shapeshiftin'?" Rough asked.
"No, like... don't you have magic?"
A pause came from them before Soft replied with, "We don't have magic, Blue."
That didn't make any sense. "Then how do your beasts move? And the doors of 'Wal-Mart'?"
"Hey, you didn't copy my voice when you said that!" Rough said with excitement.
"I didn't?" I asked in disbelief. "But I don't know how to translate 'Wal-mart'!"
"Try sayin' it normally, just like any other word." Soft suggested.
"... Wal-mart." I replied, and in my own voice!
"Hey! The cocoon of dissolving strangeness is working! I think..." Timid cheered hesitantly.
"Try saying 'Maria'." Rough asked, their voice sounding distant for some reason. "Blue?"
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...
"Maria?" I asked, though my voice was strange. Looking around, I noticed that things felt... off. I wasn't in my cocoon anymore. It felt dream-like.
I looked down at my body, noticing that I was simply standing. My hooves were very angular, almost ninety degrees facing forward. The holes in my hooves had moved towards the rear of my leg instead of all throughout as they had been before. I looked behind myself to find that my wings had grown in size as well, extending past my flank. My shell had become a blueish-white tint instead of the teal-green it had been before, and my carapace was still the same charcoal grey.
"Hello?" I called out into the nothingness. I received no reply.
I looked again to my body, discovering that my shoulders and flanks had become armored with plates of chitin. My view around myself was more commanding as well, despite the dark void I stood in.
"Is this a dream?" I asked the nothingness, not expecting a reply.
...
...
"Blue, are you there? Answer me!" I heard Rough shout, pressing on the side of my cocoon.
"Rough? Where am I?" I asked in surprise. What was going on?
"Oh, thank grief. I thought we lost you!" They replied with relief.
"Your cocoon started twitching like crazy and you were mumbling non-sense for a solid minute!" Timid chirped, giddy and still recording.
"I what?" I blurted, looking at my hoof and finding the same angled design.
"Maybe you had a dream?" Soft reasoned. "Like, I don't know how Caterpillars do it, but it must be really weird being rebuilt, right?"
"Yeah! Maybe your brain shut off or distracted itself while you... turned into a butterfly or something!" Timid added on with excitement.
"How are you feeling in there, Blue?" Soft asked through the membrane of the cocoon, their figure shadowy and barely visible.
"I feel... different. I'm a lot larger than I used to be..." I looked at my rear again. "And I've got a lot more armoring now."
"Armoring?" Timid asked in confusion. "What do you mean by that? Did your shell get bigger?"
"No, I mean that my flanks and shoulders now have chitin on top of them. My hooves are very angular and sharp; I haven't been able to see my face yet, but my fangs are smaller too." I listed off the changes that I could observe as well as I could, sensing nervousness coming from the other side of the Cocoon's wall.
"Blue... You aren't hungry are you? Like for... meat?" Rough asked, backing away.
I paused to take stock of myself. I wasn't particularly anything at the moment. Perhaps I still had enough love to sustain me, or maybe it was from the cocoon? "I don't feel hungry..."
"Cause if you come out of that cocoon like a freakin' Xenomorph, all bets are off." Rough explained, though I had no idea what a Xenomorph was. Odd, I didn't even think of that word in quotations now...
"That's facehuggers you're thinking about, Ricky." Timid explained, adjusting their glasses with a free hand.
"Nerd." Rough replied jokingly, earning a slap on their blanketed shoulder from Soft.
"How long was I away again?" I asked.
"About a minute? Is somethin' wrong?" Soft asked.
"I feel... older some how. Maybe smarter? I don't really know, but I don't feel like I'm who I was anymore." It was like I had lived a very long time and all of my experiences finally caught up with me, giving a bit of weight to my thoughts.
"Told ya, Blue is gonna be the prettiest alien butterfly anybody's ever seen." Timid smugly replied towards Rough and Soft.
I looked through the ooze at my wings. They were still changeling wings, though much larger. "I don't think I'm going to be a butterfly, Timid."
"Oho, What's this? Is that sass coming from Blue?" Soft smirked. "Now I'm even more interested in seeing what you look like, Blue."
"How long till you think you're ready to come out of there, do you think?" Rough asked, adjusting their blankets.
I poked the side of the cocoon, a hard shell greeting me. "Not yet, I suppose."
"Hey, we can use this as a chance to upload these recordings I have! Then we could have a Question and Answer stream!" Timid cheered, quickly shutting their camera and weaving around Rough's blanket mountain and Soft, running up the stairs.
Soft and Rough gave a look of nervous concern to another. "You think this is a good idea?" Soft asked.
Rough looked at my cocoon. "What do you think, Blue?"
I observed myself, looking at my new long angular legs, my armored body, my larger wings and... and my old forelimb as it drifted past. It was tiny by comparison.
"I don't think I'm going to be able to shift into a dog anymore." I replied seriously.
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Very nice! I can't wait for more, though I have to!
He's going to be a gorgeous changlingfly (like a butterfly but still a changeling).
Also, I feel bad I can only give one like to this story. I absolutely love where this is going.
I'm not 100% sure yet, but it looks like I fucking called it. 7646707
I guess Blue is most definitely a she now, then?
Blue you are now a queen, have fun with your new self.
7649518 When she is redeemed she still better be hole-y.
I don't know but there's something adorable about cute things trying to be threatening.
7649742 Yup.
...
Craziness galore.
7649803 Rough better watch himself. Who knows how changeling reproduction works.
7649844 Changeling anthros?
oh you tease you, giving us another chapter hanging on the same cliff.
But as it were, there is one problem with their whole show the world plan: nothing is real on the internet, this is the age of photoshop, the moment the video goes up you'll have a million people calling out hoax, and they will point at every little part of the video and point out how it is. Only a professional these days can truly tell the difference between a real and fake.
On the plus side this means that the government probably wouldn't take it seriously either, which as we all know is totally lacking in professionals of any kind
So unless there is some sort of secret society whose job it is to take aliens seriously, blue is pretty safe.
7649794 i know right, plus they inspire the best fanfics
7649725 Probably going to be a she now...
Blue Stew
Blue's nest soup
CallaBlue
CazBluela
Chicken Bluedle soup
Bluelash soup
GumBlue
All hail Queen Blue! Give her all your loven, hugs, and kisses too.
"A-HA-HEM!! You are now thinking about what Zarbon did to you while you were unconscious. Have fun with that."
OH GOD!!! THE TRUMP PART, I LAUGHED MY AS-BUTTON OFF!!!
The exnomorph part was hilarious to.
BLUE'S TURNING INTO A QWEEN!!! THIS IS AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Nah, no need for a gore tag, the way you wrote it, it's more like his body is dissolving without any kind of messy insides.
As for the name... Seeing as she's a changeling, aka Cheeselegs...
Blue cheese soup.
Blue cheese fondue.
I don't mind if Blue does eventually become a queen, but I really hope that's not what's happening yet. It wouldn't make sense for a mere tunneler to turn into a queen just from a little love surplus. I feel like there should be multiple levels of upgrading before reaching queen level. For example, maybe all changelings start as tunnelers and are upgraded as needed, as many times as needed, to ensure the survival of the hive.
Plus, that would give us more transformations to look forward to. With each one requiring more love to reach than the last.
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I had a similar idea, except it was more like a Pokemon or using more resources in a RTS game (for ease of metaphor) in that Blue was evolving into a more complex form; going from Drone to Infiltrator or Guard.
Hmm, Blue may want to check out those vet books to see what Earth based animals match the new and improved changeling size. A dog is still doable, if you go for a great dane or one of those [so fluffy I'm gonna die!] Siberian huskies with intensely blue eyes. Blue also really, really needs to learn how to sip love instead of that feeding frenzy. And suppose the Youtube video gains Blue some anonymous love? Is there a range on it? Will it even reach Blue to be detected? Going by that first clumsy feeding, I'd guess not, as it appears to be a rather personal range thing.
Okay I've got two...
1. Blue was old, that's what old people do. They die.
And 2. Is this the real life, is this just fantasy...
I get that it is perfect for a graphical image but i thought everything had dissolved away completely weeks ago?
7650719 Weeks? This happened in a matter of minutes!
This chapter was awesome
i didn't read it before seid changes but i liked it anyway 
Really looking forword for the rest of the story! I'll be here until the end!
(Or possibly my death?)
7650325 Blue is gonna totally freak out when the eggs start coming out.
Maybe cordon bleu?
Rickyboy here is the only one thinking rationally about this.
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I think they're turning into a queen
7689015 Seems like the most logical because of the "bigger, smarter, older" thing.
It's not gory.
It's nice.
The fact that he's so calm about it makes it seem that everything is alright.
It's actually REALLY COOL. I'm lloving this!
Also, do what you want, please.
This is really good work!
I like this chapter title. And it's oddly peaceful.
Sounds lewd.
I hypothesize that, on receiving an influx of love from a new species unlike those it can mimic, the changeling reconfigures to be able to mimic that species.
Ooh!Anthro changeling?
7675395 the list of movies and tv showes that blu now neds to watch has grone to dbz star wars all the alian movies all godzila movies startreck first contackt and et ...anything els ?
This was an interesting and graphic representation of Changeling metamorphosis done rather cutely.
the one complaint, although partially addressed, is that if Blue speaks through wing vibrations, then communication should have become impossible the moment the goop reached them.
other than that I loved the entire chapter and found it to be well done.
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Actually, not quite. While it may be harder for him to vibrate them, the liquid actually conducts vibrations a ton better than air does. It may take more effort to speak, but it still works.
It's not graphic!
It's like crunching your fingers!
Only for them to fall of...
Anyone want to start a religion with me?
~-Praise the First Egg-~
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Lets do it! You write the book, I'll pick a holy city!
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All hail our Lord and Saviour The First Egg, God of Changeling Soup!
Errghh, that's bloody freaky. xD
This story is damn intereating. I kinda regret putting it of over and over before i got to read it.
Congratulations your Changeling “Blue” is evolving!
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Praise the First Egg!
...Well, it happens faster than I expect. I'm almost disappointed. Almost, because it's still a great story anyway, and better make a slighty fast story than a slow and boring one.
It would appear that metamorphosing into a Queen changeling has brought Blue the gift of a greater intellect. Good, they're going to need that soon.