My Body, Now a Slime Nest
"Haa, ah... *hic*...♥"
The continuous aphrodisiac had already completely melted my brain with the slime's fluids, and my lower half had degenerated into nothing but a slime nest. The only saving grace was that it wasn't touching my backside... yet?
To hell with the sword, should I just take this thing home and raise it as a pet...?
"Huuuuk...!!♥"
Since there was no one around anyway, I didn't bother trying to muffle my shameful groans while being violated by a slime. I just let go of all self-consciousness, screaming out as I climaxed. Even if I drenched myself in my own juices, the slime would probably just eat it all up anyway.
The slime squeezed my breasts tightly as if trying to milk me. Far from hurting, the sudden rush of intense pleasure made me bury my face into its gelatinous body, letting out a silent scream.
"......!!!♥"
Haa... Ha, fuck... This is so hot, holy shit...
That was already my third or fourth silent climax. My face was a pathetic mess of tears and drool, but right now, there was no one here to see me, so it didn't matter. I had already tossed my bag aside when the slime first enveloped the lower half of my torso, so I was safe on that front. Deciding to just enjoy it, I spread my legs wide inside the slime and welcomed the penetration.
Perhaps it was the power of being a succubus, but the agonizing pain of my cervix being violated—which had literally brought me to tears earlier—had now transformed into a thrilling, electric pleasure.
This is fucking addictive...♥
I realized this a bit late, but thankfully, my hymen didn't regenerate or anything. Come to think of it, it hadn't regenerated after my gender-reassignment surgery anyway, so it was a useless worry to begin with. I mean, even for a succubus, having a self-healing hymen would be a bit much.
The slime didn't seem to have any intention of digesting me either, as there was absolutely no pain or sensation of my flesh melting.
Shivers...♥
I think that was the perfect word to describe my current situation. Right now, for some unknown reason, the slime was using me as a mere cum dumpster instead of eating me, but there was no telling when it might suddenly change its mind and dissolve me. Despite the terrifying—no, highly dangerous—predicament, the sheer thrill of it only made me more aroused, leaving me completely unable to pull away.
"You're... you're not going to eat me, right...?"
To be honest, half of me was relying on the vague hope that even if it did, I'd probably just regenerate, and since my body was already filled with its fluids, maybe it would view me as one of its own. The sensation was entirely different from when I was in heat and desperately rubbing myself, or when Milia was pounding me, or when I was having drunk sex. Of course, I was going to kill this thing eventually, but for now, just a little longer...
"Hguguuk...!!!♥"
Ah, fuck, how am I supposed to kill this thing now...?
I knew I was turning into a dangerously depraved pleasure addict, but honestly, who gives a shit? I probably wasn't going to kill it anyway, so just a little longer like this... just a little...
I felt a sudden shiver run through my entire body and wondered if the slime was wriggling under my clothes, only to realize my outfit had already been completely dissolved, leaving me stark naked. This literally made me a crazy exhibitionist pervert masturbating naked with a slime outdoors.
"No, even if someone finds me, they'll just think I'm being assaulted by a slime, not that I'm a pervert. It'll... it'll be fine...♥"
It was nothing but wishful thinking. Along with my lazy attitude, I knew I had a prickly personality, but it wasn't like I had lacked a sex drive to begin with. Surprisingly, I didn't feel any disgust toward my own degenerate behavior. Though, if I became completely addicted to this, it would probably ruin my life later on.
"N-Not there, hey, ah...♥"
Suddenly, the slime began to slowly worm its way into my backside. Even though my entire body was enveloped by the slime, it could exert localized pressure—just like when it squeezed my breasts. I felt it firmly grab my buttocks and pry them apart.
If this had been earlier, I would have thrashed around like a maniac, screaming for it to stop, but my brain had already melted like a puddle of slime, completely soaked in lust. Despite the instinctive aversion to being penetrated back there, my body betrayed me. I relaxed my glutes, spread my legs, and let the slime slide in. I had never even considered using that entrance before. Having my first time back there be with a slime made me feel like I had truly hit rock bottom, but...
"Ha, ah...! Mmph, ha, haah...! Ha...!♥"
No matter how aroused I was, having my rear forced open and penetrated by that bizarre, slimy mass couldn't possibly feel entirely good. And even if it was slick and lubricated, having something forced into my tightest passage was bound to hurt. I trembled violently, letting out pained whimpers, but contrary to my mind's protests, my body kept stretching open, drawing the slime deeper inside.
Ah... fuck. Mmph... It hurts like hell...
Even though I was incredibly turned on, it wasn't a sensation of pure pleasure. The pain was unavoidable, after all. Still, I could handle this much...
"Huh? Ah, wait, wait, wait, wait...!"
Unlike how it had gently stirred my vaginal walls, the slime was now pouring into my rear without stopping. The sudden shock snapped me back to reality, and I began to struggle. But with the slime already swallowing me up to my chest, I had no leverage. I was completely helpless, left with no choice but to be utterly violated. I tried to push against the slime with my free arms to pull myself out, but strength didn't matter against something this gelatinous. Pushing down did absolutely nothing to help me escape.
"Are you fucking crazy...?"
A different kind of pain from when it had invaded my womb now tore through my body. The physical pain was bad enough, but the sheer, violating discomfort of having something stuffed into my rear was the main source of my revulsion.
*Thud! Thwack!!*
Desperate to distract myself from the overwhelming pain and stop the creature, I pounded on the slime with my fists, but it was completely useless.
"Ugh, aaah!?!?"
If anything, the slime seemed angered by my resistance. It shoved itself even deeper into my rear while simultaneously starting to thrash wildly inside my vagina. The agony was enough to make me black out, yet the sharp pain kept forcing me awake. I was trapped in a hellish limbo, driven absolutely mad.
"I-I'm sorry... Please, s-stop...♥"
Whether it understood my words or its anger had subsided, the slime finally calmed down.
"You piece of shit..."
But it didn't stop there. Insatiable, it kept pouring inside me, as if determined to fill my entire digestive tract with its own mass. I couldn't see it clearly, but I could feel my stomach swelling up from the sheer volume of slime inside me. I was on the verge of dry-heaving.
"Mmph!?"
The slime finally surged upward, swallowing my head entirely. I squeezed my eyes shut. I wouldn't die... right? Wait, actually, could I die from this? I didn't know. I tried to hold my breath and endure, but a sudden surge of slime forced my mouth open, pouring straight down my throat.
It tasted fucking terrible...
It was a ridiculous thought to have in this situation, but with my mouth stuffed full of slime, I couldn't help it.
"......!!"
I had been too careless, thinking I wouldn't die even if it tried to digest me. At their core, slimes were creatures that dissolved and corroded corpses, small animals, microorganisms, and plants to feed. I should have at least anticipated that it would try to suffocate me.
Ah...
Just as my consciousness was about to fade, someone grabbed me by the arms and armpits and yanked me upward.
"... *Cough! Wheeze, hack*... *Blegh*...!"
The moment I was pulled free, I collapsed onto the ground and vomited up a massive puddle of slime. I had no idea who my savior was, but this was no time to worry about my dignity or shame. Only after letting out a wet belch and hacking up the remaining slime from my throat was I finally able to catch my breath.
"Are you alright?"
I barely managed to lift my head. A silver-haired woman holding a spear was looking down at me. She looked to be around my age.
"I killed the slime. I didn't interrupt anything, did I?"
Noticing my frantic glances toward the puddle even in my dazed state—fearing the creature might move again—the woman spoke first.
"Every month, we get plenty of women admitted to the clinic after 'playing' with slimes. Is that your kind of thing too?"
"I don't... have such a perverted taste, *hic*... okay?"
Even while struggling to breathe, I tried to answer calmly, but a pathetic hiccup escaped my throat. I hadn't felt that embarrassed when I was violently vomiting up the slime, but letting out a wet hiccup mid-sentence was deeply humiliating. My stomach was visibly swollen—not quite full-term, but definitely looking like a pregnant woman's. I wanted to press down on my abdomen to force the rest out, but I wasn't so shameless that I could spray slime out of my rear in front of a stranger. Honestly, I wouldn't want to do that in front of anyone, anywhere.
"Aren't you going to get that out?"
"Well, doing it... in front of you is a bit..."
"I guess you aren't hurting enough yet. If you don't get it out right now, it'll rot inside you and kill you. Hellien!"
"Coming~!"
Wait, there was someone else?
A petite, black-haired nun came trotting over. Even if they were both women, lying stark naked with a swollen, pregnant-looking belly in front of strangers was so humiliating I wanted to die.
"It'll be dangerous if we don't get it out, so please lie still on the ground. Don't even think about trying to extract it yourself just because you're embarrassed. There's quite a lot left in your intestines, and I've seen people die from trying to do it alone."
I wanted to tell her that I wouldn't die, but explaining my succubus physiology would be too much of a hassle, and the slime did need to come out anyway.
"Now, now, Sister. Go somewhere else while I work. Don't make the patient feel self-conscious."
"Yeah, yeah."
The silver-haired woman promptly walked away, and the nun gently guided me to lie down on the ground to put me at ease—
"...Does it really have to be this posture?"
She had me lie on my back and spread my legs wide, a submissive posture like a beast yielding to a dominant predator. I grit my teeth and glared at the nun.
"Blame your own perverted desire to play with slimes, or your foolishness for letting your guard down."
I had no comeback for that.
So, how exactly are you going to get it out? My train of thought ground to a halt a second later.
"Excuse me... is that... is that really the only way?"
"Would you prefer I stick my hand in instead? All the way up to my elbow?"
The nun looked down at me with a sweet smile, placing her foot directly onto my swollen belly. She had a small, adorable face, but the personality hidden beneath that cute exterior was absolutely terrifying.
"Now~ bear with me, patient?"