There is a flash of light that nearly blinds you and the resistance to the pressure of your thrust is suddenly gone. You blink away the after-image and see that Oola is gone. The gem in the hilt of your sword glows with pink light for a moment.
You sag against the wall, your adrenaline turning into an unpleasant shakiness. You catch your breath as a weary smile forms on your face.
You have done it!
You have saved the humans in the nearby village of Edelbern defeated the slime girl and trapped her within the Crystal Sanctum. She will now be your ally rather than your foe and you may visit her within this strange pocket dimension.
CONTINUE >
Don’t fight the slime girl
The rhythmic pleasure of Oola’s silky hand stuffed down your trousers is enough to forget all wisdom and relax into her embrace. You sigh and her cooing grows louder.
“Yes, Lucas, it is very good,” she says in her sing-songy voice. “You do not need this silly weapon.”
Before you even realize what is happening, Oola has slipped the Sword of Veleda out of your grasp. She smoothly passes the blade to another hand that reaches from an arm growing out of her back. This momentary limb passes it to an arm that grows out of her leg, which in turn discards your blade well out of reach. The additional limbs shrink back into Oola’s voluptuous body, her buttocks wobbling with the fluid appendages settling back into her main bulk.
Literally disarmed by the slime girl, you have no hope to resist her further advances. She presses her cool lips to yours and thrusts the sweet gelatin of her tongue into your mouth. It feels almost as if it might dissolve in the warmth of your kiss, but it maintains its consistency as it swirls against your tongue.
Oola’s hands – and she grows more than one pair – begin stripping off your backpack, tunic, and taking down your trousers. Fingers come and go whenever she needs them and her hands pluck away your shirt after only a few seconds. She robs you of the necklace Theora gave you and tosses it aside without concern. Apparently slime girls are immune to the blessing of Veleda.
Once you are naked before Oola’s protean glory, she reconstitutes into a fully human shape and holds you in a passionate embrace. Her hands roam over your back and down to your buttocks as she kisses you and slips her tongue once more into your mouth. Her huge breasts squeeze against your bare chest.
“Oooh, Lucas,” she giggles, stroking your head with one of her translucent hands. “You are such the cute boy. It is very cute and I like it.”
“I l-like you too, Oola,” you say, no longer even thinking about trying to escape her gelatinous grasp.
“Mmmmm, thank you,” she burbles, which is strange since she is smothering your mouth with another kiss and thrusting her tongue against yours when she says it.
Oola cradles you in her slime, gently lowering you to the floor as she takes holds of your rigid cock with both hands. You watch as her cool, slimy grip engulfs your hardness completely and begins that rhythmic, sucking pump you felt before. Two hands become four, caressing your bollocks and tickling a finger against your asshole as she pumps her first two hands on your cock.
The pleasure only intensifies as all four of her hands join together to surround your cock, squirming into a singular gelatinous mass that becomes Oola’s head. Your stiff cock is now pumping in and out of her gelatinous mouth and you can see your tip twitching inside the violet ooze of her head. Her mouth massages you without friction, urging you deeper and allowing you to move your hips and fuck your cock deep into Oola’s throat.
Although the pleasure is incredible, you have a momentary pang of regret as you realize you are about to succumb to her gelatinous power. You try to draw your hips back and push away from her, crying, “N-no! I can’t!”
She forms new hands and arms from her shoulders and draws your hips, pulling your cock deep into her throat once more. A new body and torso rises from her back.
“Shhhhhhhh,” she burbles, face to face with you once more even though her mouth – her other mouth – is still swallowing your cock. “Enjoy, Lucas. Do not fight.”
You try to object, but she embraces you with another set of arms and pulls you tightly against her huge, gelatinous tits. You struggle to breathe in the sweet-smelling valley of her silky-soft breasts. She gently guides your face to one of her thick, gelatinous nipples and feeds the fat bud into your mouth. Her areola is a slightly darker shade of violet than the surrounding jelly of her breast. You stop struggling and draw her nipple into your mouth, suckling at her sweet, gooey teat.
“OooOOohh,” cries Oola. “Suck good, Lucas. So warm. Human boy so warm.”
Your hips move of their own volition, fucking her lower mouth as it slowly transforms into her cunt. She takes on normal human proportions, not even an extra set of arms, and you fall atop Oola, utterly abandoned to the pleasure of her rippling, squeezing pussy. You whine with helpless ecstasy against her breast, your pleasure rising quickly, your balls tightening and your cum threatening to burst deep in her gelatinous pussy.
“Can feel your seed,” burbles Oola happily. “Give me seed, Lucas! Give it to me to make more!”
“Oooohhh Oola,” you cry around her thick nipple. You press your face into her breasts, kissing and sucking at them as your pleasure reaches its peak. Your cock stiffens in the wondrous silky channel of her cunt. That slippery passage seems to squeeze around your cock in a hundred places and suddenly you are passing the point of pleasure. You know to cum inside her damns you to a fate that might be worse than death, but you cannot stop yourself.
You look down through her violet body, seeing your cock deep inside her rippling translucent flesh as it begins to witch and spurts out powerful jets of milky white. The clouds of your semen swirl inside Oola as she lets out a rapturous cry, “Yeeeeaaaahhh, Luccaasssss!”
Her inner walls of slippery slime squeeze and slurp at your cock, drawing out every drop into her liquid depths.
You fall back, cradled by her slime as she melts around you and straddles you with hips that join the slimy cushion beneath you. She smiles down at you over her huge, heaving breasts. For a moment, she is still, burbling softly without forming words. Then she begins to move atop you, stroking your spent cock, squeezing it in a rhythmic way that does not allow you to become flaccid.
“Ohhhhh, it’s too sensitive,” you cry.
“You give me more,” she burbles. “I need so much, Lucas. You will help me.”
As she moves atop you, your cock strains once again in her depth. You lift your head and you can see it, thrusting traitorously into her slimy channel. You pant, helpless to escape, helpless even to resist the pleasure that builds with each rise and fall as Oola rides atop you. Her huge breasts jiggle and flop and her translucent face is twisted into an expression of pleasure.
“Ahhhhh!” You cry, thrusting your hips and cumming suddenly and with seemingly even greater force than your first orgasm. Milky jets of your seed launch upwards into Oola’s body and she arches and cries out with pleasure of her own. Her gelatinous thighs squeeze you tightly and her shuddering slimewalls drain your pumping cockmeat.
She falls atop you, her slimy weight trapping your arms and body and forcing you to look up into her face. She speaks without breathing, her words burbling up from inside her.
“Now we make many babies, Lucas. Already, one is coming. Oooooooh!”
She shakes and jiggles atop you. She lets out an almost bovine lowing sound and you hear a loud, wet slurp. A mass of violet slime detaches from Oola, tumbling to the floor. It is only half her size, but it begins to form into the shape of a human woman. She is nude and with the same proportions as Oola, only smaller.
“I am Naala,” she burbles cheerily.
“I am Oola! This is your human father!”
“I want a human too!” Says Naala.
“You must go to the nearby village,” says Oola. “There are many boys to give you their seed.”
Naala loses her human shape and goes sliding out of
the tunnel, heading towards the surface. Oola turns her attention back to you, her inner fingers stroking your cock and urging you back to hardness. She kisses your lips softly and says, “Now we make more slime.”
“I can’t,” you groan, even as your cock begins to grow hard.
“You make babies,” says Oola, her hips beginning to move, her huge, gelatinous ass beginning to bounce atop you. You have no choice in the matter. Oola is going to take it all from you.
CONTINUE >
Fight to hold back
Theora’s mocking laughter and her admonition to imagine her as a monster girl draining your essence fills you with enough shame to strengthen your resolve. You must not yield so quickly to the pleasure of the angel’s exquisite flesh! You must fight and prove to her that you are a man!
Against every instinct to roughly plunge your cock into her molten cunt, you slow your thrusts against Theora’s luscious ass. Her quim continues to grip and massage your cock, she even presses her ass back against you, but you fight off the urge to explode by picturing Morelle’s demonic tail slurping away at your cock. The succubus would gleefully drain your essence with her perverse appendage. You picture it and imagine your life depends on not cumming.
“Ohhhhh, Lucas,” moans Theora. She drops her head to the grass and cries, “It’s good. Your cock is good. I need you to fuck me now. Fuck me HARD!”
She arches her back and pushes her ass even higher. You stare down at the creamy mounds and the pink clench of her anus. Her asshole squeezes tighter and you feel her cunt’s inner walls also flex around your straining hardness. She looks up at you with one eye, her face on the grass of the clearing.
“Fuck meeeee,” she gasps, thrusting her ass back and bouncing her buttocks against your hips as her steamy cunt caresses your cock.
To hear her suddenly pleading for your manhood is enough to once more erode your restraint. You take hold of her shapely hips and begin to plunder her soaking slit with rough thrusts of your cock. Your hips loudly spank against her ass, making it jiggle tightly with each impact. Your breathing comes in louder and louder gasps as you feel your pleasure rising. Still, you fight back the urge to cum. You want to feel her cum first.
“Ohhhhhh, Lucas,” she cries, twitching her hips and fucking back against you. “It’s sooo good!”
Somehow, you fight back the urge to explode inside her perfection long enough. You feel her body tense, her wings snap open wide, and she arches almost inhumanly as she thrusts her ass back against you. With a trumpeting cry of angelic ecstasy, Theora cums around your cock. The moment you feel her first spasm, gripping you like a hundred tongues wrapping around your shaft and squeezing your cockhead, you lose all ability to resist the pleasure.
You thrust deep, grabbing her hips as tightly as you can and crying out, “Theoraaaaa!”
Your balls seem to spasm at the root of your cock and the exhilarating pleasure explodes into powerful eruptions of your seed deep inside Theora’s holy vessel. Her cries of pleasure shudder through her with each thrust back onto your cock and your strokes take on a lewd, wet sound as your plentiful cum coats your shaft and stuffs her fluttering channel. You spend every drop of your seed deep inside her velvet depths.
“Gods, that was… amazing,” you moan, watching as she slides forward and your cock leaves her angelic pussy.
“It wasn’t bad,” she admits, posing for a moment so you can watch your seed drip from her blushing pussy. Then she turns and looks at you with those fierce blue eyes. “I am impressed, Lucas, but if I were a monster girl you would still be defeated.”
You look down at your cum-smeared cock as it begins to wilt. You know deep down that she is right, holding back for a couple minutes is no impressive feat, but in the embrace of her loveliness it was an accomplishment.
“Th-thank you,” you say. “I know I, um, still have a lot to learn.”
She rises smoothly and with a wave of her hand cleanses her body of your human filth. She dons her formless brown robe with dismaying haste as you scramble to stuff your cock back into your trousers.
“We’ll work on that,” she says, tweaking your nose. “In time, little farm boy. Now we should return to your farm.”
“Y-yeah, right,” you say, buckling your belt and climbing into the mule cart beside her. You ride down the lonely rural road in silence, though there is a faint smile on Theora’s lips.
As you approach your home you see an intense ray of moonlight shining through the clouds onto your farm house. Theora squeezes your shoulder and points to the ray of light.
"Hurry, Lucas,” she says. “The goddess is calling upon you."
CONTINUE >
Fuck Theora from a missionary position
Your natural desire for Theora, seeing her as a beautiful woman, is at war with your fear of her as a powerful angel. You hesitate for a moment, but your desire wins out and you embrace her once more. You kiss her sweet lips passionately and she moans with something that might be surprise. Your cock flexes upward as you pull her tight against you and becomes strapped between your tunic and the firm warmth of her abdomen.
She presses back, her breasts mash against your chest as your hands slip down to fondle her backside. You knead her buttocks with your fingers, gripping them tightly, pulling her against you as your tongue swirls against hers in another molten kiss. The honey sweetness of her mouth is matched by the eager dance of her tongue.
Pressed together as tight as can be, you and Theora descend to the soft grass of the clearing. You gently push her back and she sprawls, radiant and beautiful in the moonlight, her blue eyes heavily-lidded with desire.
Your motions are purely instinctual now. Your hand caresses her inner thigh and pets the hot, slippery folds of her cunt. You test her with your fingers and she lets out a sigh. You kiss her abdomen and up to her breasts as you climb atop her. Your body parts her thighs wider. Your cock brushes against the dewy folds of her delicate cunt.
“Do it, Lucas,” she whispers, seeming to conspire with you by her tone. “Take me like a man.”
You have never wanted anything more. Not even the intoxicating power of Morelle the succubus can match the cock-twitching lust you feel for Theora in the moment.
You kiss her again as you guide your hardness to the welcoming heat of her pussy. Her folds part easily and you sheath your hardness to the hilt in the tight channel of her pussy. She moans against your mouth as you give her every inch and your balls press against the divot of her anus. You cannot move for almost a full minute, experiencing the heat of a delicate squeezing of Theora’s angelic quim. To thrust again so soon would certainly unleash your orgasm.
“Fuck me,” she whispers against your lips. You kiss her again to silence her.
Somehow, you summon the strength to move atop her without your cock exploding in an instant. Her slick walls grip at you despite the wetness, massaging your length with her inner muscles as you pull back and thrust in again. You break the kiss, pushing up on your hands above her, thrusting forcefully into Theora’s hot channel and watching her large breasts sway with each stroke. Her blue eyes blaze with desire and her pussy flutters around you.
“Lucas, you feel so much larger than I remembered,” she gasps, wrapping her legs around you and pulling you deeper with every stroke.
“Oh, Theora,” you cry. “I cannot… I cannot last long. Your beauty…”
“Do not blame me for your weakness,” she laughs, rocking her hips beneath you to make it even worse. Her pussy seems to massage you and your body moves of its own volition, pounding your straining length deep into her cunt and nearly out again with every thrust. You are on the brink of exploding. She is not going to let you stop thrusting. Her legs, wrapped tightly around you, certainly will not permit you to pull out.
“I can feel it,” she laughs. “Go ahead, Lucas. Surrender to your human weakness. Fill me quickly with your pitiful seed and be done with it.”
Her words sting, but the pleasure is unimaginable. Your balls
are tight and churning with your need to cum. The glistening piston of your throbbing cock pounds into her clutching cunt.
What do you do?
Don't fight it, cum inside her
Fight to keep from cumming
Cum inside her
It is impossible to resist Theora’s angelic beauty and the steamy perfection of her cunt squeezing around your cock. Her pussy is simply too good.
“I can’t… hold on,” you cry, thrusting wantonly in and out of her pussy. “It’s too good.”
“I know,” she laughs, looking back at you over her shoulder. She arches her back and slams her ass against your hips, skewering her slick cunt on your cock. “You are weak, Lucas, even for a human. You cannot hope to resist the pleasure of one of Veleda’s angels.”
“I am weak,” you gasp, slamming your cock into her as your pleasure rises to the boiling point. You pound your hardness in and out of your clutching cunt as you surrender to that exquisite vise. You hear her chuckling as you fuck her, knowing you not only surrendered to her luscious ass and squeezing pussy, but you utterly failed to satisfy her pleasure. As you plunge inexorable down the path of ruin, you cry out, “Aahhhhhhhh! I’m cumming!”
“Yes, prove your weakness!” She hisses. “Fill me with your worthless seed!”
You whimper with pleasure, thrusting against her firm bottom, feeling small and pitiful behind her statuesque form. You hilt your cock inside her steamy channel and let go of your last shred of resistance. A long moment of bliss gives way to the powerful spasms of your eruption and you spurt your seed deep into her cunt. Theora laughs as you thrust into her and your release your cum in her exquisite pussy. You strokes slow and her inner walls squeeze around you as if she is draining out every drop.
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