“Awoooo,” she croons. “I made this just for you, Lucas. A special naughty-naughty hole for you to make you feel extra good.”
“Oh, gods,” you moan, softly.
“Come on, Lucas,” she says, her head rising unnaturally to peer over her shoulder. “Fuck me with your warm human boy cock.”
You cannot resist the luscious roundness of her ass and the perfect target of her clenching slime asshole. You furiously unbuckle your trousers, your cock already painfully stiff as you grip it at your root. Oola burbles with excitement, her enormous bottom jiggling lightly as you approach. You grab her gelatinous ass and squeeze. Her huge cheek resists the pressure of your fingers, cool and perfectly smooth beneath your touch.
You give her bum a smack and your hand collides loudly and wetly, sending wobbling jiggles up her bottom and making her cry out, “Awooooo! Oh, Lucas! I am good! You do not need to spank me!”
She looks back at you, her expression gleeful as she croons for you to fuck her wobbling, slimy ass. You have already surrendered to her, there is no point fighting such temptation any longer.
You guide the swollen mushroom cap of your cock to the parted valley of her generous buttocks. You press your tip to the wrinkled divot of her anus and moan at the cool, velvet sensation as it clenches beneath your sensitive cockhead. She burbles with wordless excitement and wiggles her hips. Her silky valley massages your cock and nearly makes you spurt your seed down her crack.
Fearing that you might explode from her eagerness, you grab hold of her slippery hips as best you can, squeezing your fingers and indenting her translucent body. She arches her back, spreading her ass even wider as her hole catches your cockhead. You thrust forward suddenly, watching in amazement as your cock slides into the tight, slippery, pleasantly cool passage of her ass and into the translucent depths of her slime. You pull back, her slimy tunnel clutching at you, and thrust in again, your hips slapping against her huge ass and making her whole body jiggle.
“Awwoooo!” Oola cries. “Your warm boy cock is so good! Fuck me in the ass, Lucas! I am so hungry for your yummy-yummy seed!”
“It feels so good,” you cry as she thrusts back, her ass splashing against your hips and deforming with the force of her movements. Her silky ass massages your cock and squeezes it as if she has hands inside her stroking you deftly. Your pleasure grows and you moan with hopeless abandon, fucking Oola’s voluptuous slime ass and making her whole body sway and jiggle like a gelatin dessert on a wobbling table.
The strangeness of pounding your cock into Oola’s gooey ass does nothing to diminish how incredible her gripping slime feels. It massages and sucks at your hardness with every thrust. You are only able to pull back with each stroke because you know you get to thrust your aching cock deep inside her again.
“Oh, Oola,” you groan, “I am going to cum inside you!”
“Yes!” She burbles excitedly. “Oh, yes, Lucas! Give me your seed! I know you want to be a good boy!”
“Yes,” you cry, fighting to maintain your strength as your pleasure rules your movement. Your body slaps loudly against the slime girl’s huge bottom and your cock stabs deep into her translucent ass. You can see it through her glistening flesh, your tip swollen and dark, ready to spurt as it rubs inside her depths.
“I am so hungry, Lucas!” She cries. “Feed me cum! Feed it deep into my body!”
Your pleasure surges to an exhilarating crescendo inside Oola’s slimy tightness. You watch your cock throbbing inside her as your cum begins to jet out of your tip. Each spurt produces a milky cloud that swirls up into her translucent abdomen before disappearing in her churning slime. As you cum, her ass seems to tighten and suck at your cock, as if it is a mouth and it is drinking your seed. The thought is disturbing, but the pleasure is inescapable. You rock back and her jiggling ass follows you, cool and squeezed against your hips, her inner depths massaging and milking every drop from your hardness.
“Oh, Oola, I think I’m spent,” you say, trying to take a step back and withdraw your sensitive cock from her slimy ass.
Of course, once you’ve cum for a monster girl, you are her slave, and Oola intends to take full advantage of her new pet.
“No, I am so hungry, Lucas! I need more!”
She trips you up on her slimy tendrils and knocks you over. You expect to land hard on the floor, but instead you fall lightly into her arms as she seems to catch you from beneath you. Your head rests against her soft breasts and she cradles you in her embrace, kissing your shoulder and neck. Her enormous ass is somehow above you, riding you down to the floor and pressing against your hips. It begins to move on its own, separate from the rest of her body like some sort of strange, gelatinous pleasure device.
“Ohhhhhh, no, please,” you cry as her slimy depths stroke around your overly-sensitive cock.
“More cum,” she burbles. “Give me all of your seed! As much as much as you want!”
Your cock does not soften inside her insidious slime. As her huge ass bounces up and down on you and she kisses and licks at your neck, you are completely at her mercy. In short order, your cock pushes through your post-orgasmic suffering and rises towards an excruciating second orgasm. You thrust your hips almost unwillingly, unable to resist the suddenly surging pleasure. You fuck her ass and turn your face to hers, kissing her on her slimy lips and tasting the cool sweetness of her tongue in your mouth.
“Cum!” She burbles, her voice seemingly unaffected by the kiss. “Cum inside!”
“Mmmmmmmm!” You cry against her lips and your cock twitches in her slippery ass. Fresh jets of milky seed swirl into her clenching hole and the jiggling lusciousness of her bottom. You are helpless to stop as she extracts every drop.
As your orgasm fades, Oola continues, kissing you even more passionately and unbuttoning your tunic so she can wrap you up in her slimy arms. You can only whimper softly against her lips as she does as she pleases with your body. Soon, her ass has become a second head, and Oola is sucking you with her mouth and flicking her slime tongue beneath your cockhead. It won’t be long before she slurps out another load of your seed.
“Veleda, help me,” you moan, but not even Veleda is ready to save you.
You have been defeated by Oola the slime girl.
CONTINUE >
Dervish Strike
The slime girl’s reaction to your sword is enough to convince you of its power over the voluptuous violet vixen. You spin the blade in your grasp, producing a flash of holy light. You feel Veleda’s righteous fury building as you begin to whirl the blade and spin your body. In the narrow tunnel there is little room for error and the tip of your sword sparks from the surrounding stones more than once.
Despite these small mistakes, you manage to build speed as you focus on the warmth and strength growing in your muscles. You glimpse Oola, the slime girl, seemingly mesmerized by the sight of you spinning as your sword glows brighter and brighter.
“What are you doing, Lucas?” She burbles. “It looks so fun!”
You surge towards her, whirling the blade at her outstretched arm. The sword severs her limb with a hiss and Oola cries out in surprise, her entire body tensing and retreating. She tries to shield herself from your whirling attack and your glowing sword hacks through her newly-formed limbs with ease. Each blow severs more of her slime and splatters it on the floor, walls, or ceiling of the tunnel. She seems to shrink as she retreats from you.
“Please! No more!” She burbles fearfully.
Your sword is a bright blur of light that seems to chip away at her jiggling slime. She lets out a final, burbling scream and in a flash of bright light, she is gone.
Your blade sparks against the stone where she was standing and you force yourself to stop your ecstatic swinging. You gasp for breath as the exertion of the special ability hits you. The walls and ceiling are dripping with lifeless slime. The pink gem in the hilt of your sword glows for a moment and then becomes dim again.
Oola is in there, within the Cry
stal Sanctum with Morelle and Hina, your golem servant. She will find a home within that strange palace and soon you will be able to visit her.
You feel suddenly very lonely in this underworld beneath the ruined temple. You need to get back to the surface.
You begin your long trudge out of the tunnels.
CONTINUE >
At the mercy of the slime girl
Your eyes slowly open. As you roll onto your side, the cool bed of slime shifts beneath you. A faint pleasure reaches you next and you blink against the bright violet glow of the slime that covers the floor and nearly every wall. Two figures are moving in the sleepy blur. It takes a moment for your vision to clear so you can see that your slime daughters with Oola are locked passionately together in a slimy embrace. Naala and Uura are as beautiful as their mother and yet strangely you see a bit of yourself in them.
Of course, being monster girls, they have no taboos and no compunction about using you in the same way that Oola does. At the moment, at least, they seem occupied with one another, their limbs melting together and their mouths locked as they passionately kiss. That is something you taught them. Kissing does not come naturally to a slime girl. Their nature makes them more focused on simply draining cocks.
“Awake?” Oola burbles beside you and you realize she is kneeling next to your head. “Hungry, Lucas?”
“Oh, um, yes, alright,” you say, feeling almost overcome with exhaustion.
“Good, you have drink,” she says and leans a huge breast against your face.
You open your mouth and her thick nipple presses against your tongue. You latch to her and suckle like a hungry tot. Cool, sweet slime girl juice bursts into your mouth. The familiar sweetness of her nectar is the only thing that sustains you. She feeds you whenever you hunger, eager to keep you going as long as possible. For a time you entertained the thought of simply refusing to drink and letting yourself waste away, but having your strange daughters here makes things different. You are father now and you must do your best to add to the family.
Feeling a moment of perverse paternalism, you suck harder, eliciting a cry of pleasure form Oola.
“Oh, Lucas, you are hungry today!” She pulls her breast from your mouth and offers you her other fat nipple. You suckle just as eagerly. She cradles you against her bosom as you drink her sweet nectar. You slurp and lick and suck, earning an occasional soft “Awoo!” from your slimy lover. Her hand strokes your cock and another reaches up from the slimy bed beneath you to fondle your stones. Despite almost constant use, your hardness swells in her silky grasp.
“I am hungry too,” she burbles and gives your cock a squeeze. “Do you have seed for me?”
“Maybe,” you groan weakly. “A little bit.”
Oola, now much larger and more powerful than when you met her, nourished by her endless draining of your cock, sprouts another version of her body. This gelatinous twin moves between your thighs, crawling seductively and leaning down to lick and kiss your cock. She begins to suck you as Oola finally draws her teat from your mouth and climbs over top of you. She knows you how are enthralled by her plump bottom and juicy cunt. The sight of them glowing faintly above you awakens your feeble ardor. You reach up and stroke her plump buttocks. You lean your head up just enough to run your tongue over the sweet furrow of her cunt lips. As you do, the two Oola’s above you begin to share your cock with their mouths. One sucks your tip and the other slurps at your bollocks. A few weeks ago, this would have driven you mad with pleasure in only a moment, but now, so drained by Oola you are afraid you might disappoint her entirely, you struggle to even stay erect.
To remedy this, not wanting to disappoint your protean bride, you hug her luscious bottom and bury your face in that welcoming softness. Your tongue drives deep into her cunt and your nose breathes her sweet scent from her crack. Of course, she does smell the exact same all over, but the raunchiness of being smothered still manages to excite you a bit.
“Mmmmm,” you moan beneath her, thrusting weakly into whichever mouth is sucking you.
“Awoooo,” she burbles with happiness. “You are so much stronger than the other boys I’ve caught. They only lasted a little while. You are strong. You are brave.”
Weak, more like it. Weak enough to succumb to a silly monster girl like a slime girl, but strong might be right. Somehow, you have kept going for weeks on end, unwilling to give in even as your seed nourishes Oola and allows her to spawn more and more daughters to send off into the world. So far, those daughters have lingered here, feeding off you like their mother. You encourage it.
Perhaps a part of you thinks that you are delaying the horror of the slime girls invading the nearby countryside, but part of you knows you enjoy it. All the attention and all of the pleasure. The sick pride of being the man of the house or, well, ruins.
The Oolas begin to share you simultaneously, their mouths approaching your cock from opposite sides and their tongues meeting and playing around your shaft and sensitive tip.
“Ohhh, that’s good,” you gasp, fucking weakly into this torrid caress.
“Yes, give me seed, Lucas,” burbles Oola. “Sweet Lucas, please, yummy seed now!”
Despite the pleasure, your search for a climax continues for several minutes. It is finally the act of thrusting your tongue into Oola’s bottom instead of her cunt that drives your pleasure to its peak. You imagine her as a human girl, your tongue plunging into her dainty back passage, the surprise she might feel. Oola burbles softly, her mouths caressing and sucking you as you reach your peak.
“Ahhhhhh!”
“Yes, give me the yummy yummy!” She giggles, sucking you hungrily with one mouth clamped over your cock and the other slurping at your balls. You tense and thrust into her throat and feel the almost painful contraction of your orgasm. Somehow, the less cum you have in your body, the more intense these pleasure become. It is almost excruciating and you cry out faintly, stuffing your tongue deep into her sweet ass to keep from losing your mind.
You catch sight of a faint milky eruption in Oola’s translucent head. It isn’t much, not much at all, but Oola burbles happily as she is able to drain a bit more of your fading essence. At the very peak of your pleasure, lost in the throes of this sick ecstasy, you feel a twinge in your chest.
Darkness follows suddenly. Warm and sweet.
And you hear a voice calling out to you…
“Lucas…”
CONTINUE >
Ask Ella to pleasure you with her breasts
Staring at Ella’s creamy cleavage, piled to overflowing from her tight corset, you know that only those luscious breasts could give you the pleasure you desire. The thought of sliding your cock between them is so lewd and so intense that you can hardly believe it is real. Yet she sees your gaze and leans her shoulders a little lower, her wide areolas squeezing at the edges of the corset.
“You want them, don’t you?” She asks, fluttering her dark lashes at you and shaking her tits back and forth. “You’re picturing them wrapped around your cock?”
“Y-yeah,” you admit, your face beet red as you glance around to be sure no one is watching.
“Mmmmm,” she purrs, pressing her body against you and overwhelming you with her perfumed scent. “I can give you a soft valley for your throbbing steel, Lucas. Come with me. Let’s find a quiet spot.”
She takes your hand and leads you away from the bar. You feel like everyone in the Bawdy Maiden is watching you and that they all know what you are going to do with Ella. She leads you to the back of the brothel’s ground floor, where several curtained lounges are occupied with whores and their customers. You can hear grunts and groans of pleasure coming from behind the curtains. As Ella is walking you towards and open lounge, you glimpse a voluptuous dark-skinned woman, completely naked, sitting next to a small, pale young man. Her hand is in his lap and she is stroking his enormous, red-capped cock.
“See something you like?” Ella giggles. “There is a back room here for people who like to watc
h. It costs extra though, so unless you want to pay…”
“Sorry, no,” you say, following her to the vacant lounge.
“This way,” says Ella, pulling you towards an empty lounge. It is a tiny space walled on three sides, with a lantern and a cushioned sofa made to look fancy, but with cheap upholstery and poorly-concealed stains. Ella pulls you inside and closes off the curtain. She directs you to the sofa and says, “Make yourself comfortable, Lucas. I’ll give you what you desire.”
You sit down on the musty sofa and begin to unbuckle your trousers. As you do, Ella begins to move to the music being performed in the brothel’s bar. Her shapely body sways from side to side as her fingers work the clasps of her corset. You manage to get your belt unbuckled, but you fumble with your buttons as you watch Ella opening the corset. She exposes her enormous breasts. They have wide areolas and thick nipples that jut enticingly from her heaving mounds. She gathers her prominent titflesh in her hands, lifting and squeezing her breasts as she looks at you with her smoky eyes.
Your cock twitches in your trousers, serving as a reminder to continue unbuttoning. You work the buttons as Ella moves sensually, a smile on her face as she squeezes her breasts and plucks at her fat nipples. You finally manage to free your cock and are shocked to feel the wetness coating its tip. Ella has aroused you to the point of exploding with her erotic dance.
Ella notices your state as well, laughing, “Oh, Lucas! Look at you!”
She goes from dancing to kneeling before you with a single graceful drop. You can hardly take your gaze away from her plump breasts. She pushes your knees apart, arches her back, and swings the soft weight of her tits against your cock. Her heavy breasts collide with your upright hardness, bending it back as she leans even lower. She looks up at you, blocking the view of your cock and her breasts for a moment as her soft tits engulf your cock.
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