The Slime of the Southern Forest
"Slime?"
"Aye. Do ye have some bad history with 'em?"
"No, it's just a completely unexpected ingredient. I was thinking leather or something along those lines."
I spoke smoothly, without cracking a single expression. Of course, it was a total lie. Sure, using slime to forge a sword was incredibly bizarre, but that wasn't the important part right now. Since I'd been asleep during the surgery, I couldn't really feel the slime fluids that had been pumped into my body. But when I was regenerating, I could definitely feel something squirming and creeping inside me as it grew back. It was deeply unsettling.
"It's to help the blade adapt to its master. I've spent decades refining this technique and successfully forged several swords this way, so just do as you're told and bring it back. To hunt slimes, you'll need to walk down to the southern forest. It's a popular spot for adventurers, so they regularly cull the monster population. There shouldn't be anything dangerous, so don't worry."
I'd hunted plenty of slimes before, but after everything that had happened to me, I felt a strange reluctance. Then again, worrying was pointless. I was practically immortal now, with insane regenerative abilities. And on top of that, I had this charm ability, though I still couldn't tell if it was a blessing or a curse.
"Is there anything else you need?"
"We'll see as we go. It's been a while, so I need to rummage through my warehouse. Here, take these pouches to put the slimes in first."
He handed me three leather pouches, each about the size of a regular slime. Can I really fit them all in here?
"The slimes around here are much larger than normal ones, so you might struggle a bit to pierce their cores. On the bright side, catching just one or two will fill those pouches right up. You've hunted slimes before, right?"
"Yeah, sure. Since I was a kid."
"That forest is far from other villages, so barely anyone goes there. They did a sweep recently too, so adventurers won't have any reason to visit. Still, be careful just in case."
And so, after gathering the tools, pouches, and food I was given, I found myself outside the village boundaries less than an hour after arriving. It felt like I'd been rushed through a conversation, handed some stuff, and promptly kicked out. If the fluid inside my body belongs to a Slime Queen, will the regular slimes refrain from attacking me? When I was kidnapped and had my limbs severed, I thought I'd be better off dead. But now that things had turned out like this, I couldn't help but feel a spark of curiosity. Besides, I'd only ever killed slimes before; I had no idea how to harvest them. What actually happens to them when they die anyway? Do they just dissolve into the ground?
"Hup..."
Didn't that dwarf say it was just a short walk? Is he insane? He said they mostly appeared in the forest rather than the plains, and that it was close by. Just as I was wondering if I should have reached it by now, the forest finally appeared in the distance. I could feel that my physical strength had weakened significantly since the surgery, so starting with slimes seemed like the perfect warm-up. ...Or so I thought.
"What the... Why are there none?"
It was dead silent. There was no sound of birds chirping, no sound of flowing water, not even the rustle of the wind. Well, I did hear a faint rustling sound here and there. But for it to be this quiet even after walking deep past the entrance... Surely "controlling the population" didn't mean they wiped them out to zero permanently, right?
"Wait, there are animal bones here too."
What was going on? Seriously, what was this? A creeping sense of unease washed over me. I looked around cautiously, taking one slow step at a time.
Squelch!
"!? !?"
Holy shit, that scared the crap out of me! The moment I took a step, the ground beneath me gave way. For a split second, I felt the unpleasant sensation of weightlessness as I plunged downward, but then something wrapped itself around me. I had a fear of heights, so this was slightly better than falling through empty air, but the sticky texture was far from pleasant... I was only submerged up to my waist, so I tried to pull myself out.
"Hngh!?"
Something wet and slimy gripped my legs tightly, dragging me deeper. It was a sensation I'd never felt before, but could it be...
"A slime?"
I'd heard they were larger than usual, but to think one could be big enough to swallow half a human body. I was used to the texture of slimes, but only when my sword was slicing through them. Having one directly touch my bare skin was absolutely disgusting.
"Ugh..."
I tried to force my way out, but my weakened strength aside, the slime was relentlessly pulling me down. The animal bones I'd seen earlier flashed through my mind. Pain was one thing, but since I didn't know the limits of my regeneration yet, anxiety began to creep in. I briefly regretted not delaying my escape, but I quickly shook the thought away because of Meria.
"Hic."
Brushing away the dirt on top, I saw a massive, disgustingly dark green slime wrapping around my body. It was definitely huge, but this didn't even look like a slime. What should I even call it? Is this thing even a slime?
"This is insane."
Stopping my useless thoughts, I decided I needed to stab it to death before things got truly dangerous. I reached for my sword—well, I managed to draw it. But the problem was that my lower half, where the sword had been sheathed, was already deep inside the slime. My sword was sticky, my hands were sticky, and because the dark green mass was buried in the ground, I couldn't even see its core. What a complete shitshow.
"Is anyone going to save me?"
It was hilarious that a girl who wanted to be an adventurer was struggling against a single slime at the very start of her journey, but this thing was an anomaly. Its width was so massive that even if I stretched my arms out wide, I wouldn't be able to reach both ends.
"Hic!?"
A low gasp escaped my lips as the slime suddenly began to worm its way inside my pants. Feeling it slide in like tentacles, I desperately pushed against the ground to escape, but I had forgotten that the ground itself was also the slime.
Squelch!
Instead of escaping, I sank even deeper, burying myself up to my chest in the slime. Ah, dammit. This was so embarrassing.
"Ngh, ugh..."
I tried to use my hands to block the slime as it began to crawl up my pants like actual tentacles, but my hands just slipped uselessly against its gelatinous body. My strength was already depleted, and now I was stuck in this ridiculous situation.
"...!"
I clamped my hand over my mouth as the slime forced my legs apart and pushed its way inside, but covering my mouth didn't change a thing. Weren't slimes supposed to dissolve and eat their prey? Then what were those bones from earlier? No matter how I looked at it, this thing wasn't trying to eat me.
"Hngh, ah...!"
As the tentacle—no, the slime—penetrated deep inside me, I rested my arms on top of its gelatinous body and shivered violently.
This... feels completely different...♥
It was entirely different from masturbating with my fingers or being penetrated by Milia. I had to escape. I had to get out of here right now, but whether it was because I was pathetic or because there was something special about this slime, I couldn't resist the tentacle-like mass squirming inside me at all.
"S-stop..."
It hadn't even fully penetrated me yet—only a fraction of it was inside—and I was already a mess. The only saving grace was that my body wasn't sinking any further into the slime. I had wondered how a mere slime, even one this large, could have consumed so many animals, but was this how it did it? The sticky slime clinging to my skin felt disgusting, yet a strange, electric pleasure was surging through my entire body.
"Let go, fucker..."
The sensation was addictive, but I couldn't tell if it was actual, arousing pleasure or a dangerous warning signal that my brain was misinterpreting. It was like smelling something that seemed appetizing at first, only to realize it was actually a bizarre, foreign scent. My arms began to tremble, and my vision grew hazy. I grit my teeth and tried to endure, but...
"Haaah...♥"
My face slackened, and a thin line of drool escaped the corner of my mouth. I briefly snapped back to reality, horrified by the fact that I was getting turned on by a slime in the middle of the woods, but every new twitch and squirm of the slime melted my mind all over again.
"Adventurers won't have any reason to visit. Still, be careful just in case."
Should I be relieved that no one was around to see me in this pathetic state, or should I despair because there was no one to rescue me? Or should I just say, "Fuck it," and enjoy the ride? Maybe this was how people felt when they desperately needed to pee in public. It was urgent, and no one was watching, but there was still a mental barrier stopping them.
"Ngh, ah, ugh..."
By now, the slime had long since slipped under my clothes to tightly wrap around my breasts, and without showing any mercy, it pushed all the way inside my pussy. Now... now if I just hold on like this, I'll be fine, right...? Wait, what does holding on even do? Am I going to dissolve? Before I could even finish the thought, the slime began to swirl inside me, scraping against my vaginal walls. Ah, fuck it. I'll just regenerate anyway...!
"Haah, haah... M-more... Please, more...♥"
As I panted, honestly begging for more in a trembling whisper, something inside me seemed to snap. I wrapped my arms around the slime's outer body, hugging it close. Spreading my legs, I let go of all tension, allowing it to penetrate even deeper. It was a completely different pleasure from being fucked by a dick. It lacked the solid hardness of a penis, but its gelatinous, fluid nature allowed it to caress and stir my insides with absolute freedom.
"Wait, not there! Wa—!"
The slime began to flow even deeper inside. I had let my guard down, assuming it had a minimum thickness like a tentacle. It was a sensation I had never experienced before, an instinctual warning that something was terribly wrong. Startled, I tried to squeeze my legs together and tense my abdomen, but the slime didn't stop. It forced its way toward my womb, pouring its body inside as if to completely dominate every single corner of my being.
"Are you... crazy... ahh...!"
No matter how deeply I was drowning in pleasure, pain was still pain. Tears welled in my eyes. I thrust my hands into the slime, trying to stir it up and block it, but my hands couldn't even reach my thighs, trapped by the thick, viscous mass.
"I'll... kill you..."