Slime Onahole
Slime Onahole
I had been staring intently at the status window for several tens of minutes.
[Recipe]
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-Onahole Creation
Required Materials: Living creature or part + inorganic material + inorganic material
Creation Method: -
It seemed like something I'd have to learn through firsthand experience.
"Right, well then I suppose... materials it is."
In my previous life when finances were tight, I had memories of making homemade onaholes. The best one among them was a makeshift onahole made from a towel and plastic bag.
But this place is a fantasy world. Surely it's overflowing with countless monsters and materials.
"Stollen!"
With a pop, Stollen revealed herself. Between her sleek legs floating in midair, there were no panties.
"Hmph! Hmph! Stollen, where do I need to go to get a slime?"
"Haa... hm... You woke this body's sweet slumber for something like that... I'll take out one Slami for you, so use it if you need it."
With that, a subspace opened between Stollen's legs and a large slime lump plopped out.
This fairy, she's quite seductive.
"Stollen, appraise its condition for me. You have appraisal abilities, right?"
"Troublesome... See for yourself."
Stollen flicked her finger, and a mass of light entered my right eye.
"Wah!"
"It's the Blessing of Appraisal. That'll do, right?"
With that, Stollen disappeared with another pop.
"Such an unfriendly fairy. Huh. I can see it. I can see!"
Mana blazed in my right eye as it appraised the slime lump.
[Low-grade Water-attribute Slime]
A water-attribute slime that grows naturally near water. Possesses weak toxicity. Acid attribute has been granted.
Freshness: 2/5
Efficacy: Metabolism activation, pleasure
"Contrary to its appearance, the freshness isn't particularly good."
Saying this, I fetched several ingredients from the shelves.
[Dried Poppy Leaves]
[Blue Moon Butterfly Wings]
[Mimic Tongue]
"Let's try making one as a test first..."
I gathered the slime lump, poppy leaves, and butterfly wings, then opened the Recipe Book.
As I filled in the blanks while imagining the materials, the recipe was quickly written down.
-Low-grade Imitation Onahole Part Creation
Main ingredients: Slime lump + Poppy leaves + Butterfly wings
Creation method:
Use the poppy leaves to excite the slime.
Bring the excited slime to climax at least once.
Shape it and finish with butterfly wings.
"Ah, I see. So I'm supposed to discipline the slime?"
I examined the sizable slime lump. At a glance, it looked similar to a jellyfish but was slightly different.
First of all, the firmness.
When I gently touched the surface, my finger bounced off with a boing.
For it to have this kind of texture despite the low freshness, it was impressive.
Inside the transparent slime's outer membrane, the mouth opening, digestive organs, and the combined excretory-reproductive tract were visible.
"What the, this hole is... For a slime, it's quite lewd, isn't it?"
I'm definitely not a monster fucker, but this slime somehow seemed a bit erotic.
Unconsciously, this body of Vincent's cock began to gradually rise. But not yet. As an Onahole Maker, now is not the time.
The instructions were written very roughly, making them difficult to understand. But trusting that my cheat ability would compensate, I proceeded quickly.
First, I gently touched the slime's bottom hole... that is, the slime's pussy hole. As the firm little tail of the pouch gradually spread open, I inserted one finger and began stirring very slowly.
The slime, which had been sagging as if dead, soon convulsed and awoke from its stupor.
It's common knowledge that poppies have been an excellent aphrodisiac since ancient times.
After grinding the poppy leaves finely with a mortar and mixing them with distilled water, then straining through a sieve, a superb aphrodisiac was born.
I wet the slime's pussy by poking it little by little with my finger. Then began stirring slowly. Shallow at first, and gradually, gradually deeper and deeper.
The lower part of the transparent slime slowly heated up from the aphrodisiac.
Soon, ovulation fluid began leaking out of the slime's pussy.
It seems the time has come.
As I steadied my breath and slowly lowered my pants,
The otherworld bonus giant cock revealed its stiff and red form.
"I can't resist this..."
Swallowing my lustful voice, I slowly pushed my thing into the slime's secret region.
Despite the secret region being slick with ovulation fluid, its unique fleshiness was quite chewy, and the inner flesh pushed in, making even minute vibrations perceptible.
"Keuk! For freshness level 2, the tightness is considerable..."
As I forcefully shoved my giant cock in, the shape of the vagina transformed to fit my cock's form and the uterus crushed beneath the glans were vividly visible under the heated slime's transparent skin.
As my tip persistently stimulated the slime's secret cervix, soon an incomparable amount of thin ovulation fluid poured out like a flood, soaking the floor profusely.
The slime's acidic love juice with weak toxicity provided a pleasantly stinging stimulation, and as if responding to it, I shook the slime lump held in both hands up and down while occasionally putting my weight into it to deeply rape the slime.
Afterward, I secured the slime to the desk and pressed down on it mercilessly with an intense mating press! Aah! This is good!
"Haa, nice! Slime pussy, the best!"
Suddenly, the slime's body convulsed madly and squirted like a razor clam. As the squirting fluid splashed slightly on my face and I tasted it, the deep savory flavor of clam broth enveloped my taste buds.
Soon, the slime's pussy contracted unbelievably tight, biting down on my manhood while whimpering, and I too, overcome by immense excitement, sprayed my thickly stored baby batter into its belly.
Bwoot! Bwurrrrt!!
"Haaaaa..."
The first onahole sex since coming to the otherworld provided unbelievably intense pleasure. The ecstasy emanating from my cock set off massive fireworks in my head. The slime onahole was now soaked messily with semen.
"Aaaaaang! To my Slami! To my Slami!"
Stollen's scream echoed in my head, then with a pop, she revealed herself.
She stared at the semen-marinated slime with an expression of disbelief and shrieked.
"What have you done to the Slami that came from my belly!"
"What, since when were you... watching."
"I don't knowww! I woke up because you kept shouting loudly!"
Whether Stollen had received a massive shock, she plopped down on the floor, covered her face with both hands, and was crying.
I activated my Appraisal Eye and checked the slime's condition once more.
[Low-grade Water-attribute Slime]
A water-attribute slime that grows naturally near water. Possesses weak toxicity.
Status: Aphrodisiac. Climax (1 time), Semen-marinated
Freshness: 2.5/5
Efficacy: Metabolism activation, Pleasure enhancement
"Could it be... it's precious to you?"
"Hic hic... I don't know! Still, I gave you one I was somewhat fond of... and you do this, like this... I feel weird..."
"You raise slimes inside your body?"
Could it be that for metabolism activation or some other lewd purposes, she had kept a slime inside her belly?
Come to think of it, that place is also a waterside in its own way...
"Hmph... I don't know!!"
Stollen glared at me fiercely, then soon disappeared with a pop.
"Well, this lady has quite poor manners. No matter what, to be so jealous of my secret rendezvous with Slami."
"I can hear everything! I don't knowww! Don't call me!"
Stollen's resentful voice echoed in my head.
"Anyway, Slami, let's enjoy ourselves again next time. I should continue with the process."
Dripping ovulation fluid and mucus, Slami looked pitifully as if crying. After washing off the semen, I trimmed the unnecessary parts of Slami. I tied it with string to arrange it into a more compact form.
"When tied up like this, it becomes more compact and easier to hold in the hand."
Finally, I carved the butterfly wings to decorate the Slami onahole. The butterfly decoration in the shape of a vulva shone like mother-of-pearl, granting the Slami onahole a pheromone attribute. At that moment, an indescribable mana swirled around as a bonus compensation was made. It announced the completion of the onahole.
[Low-grade Slami Onahole]
Grade: ★
A chewy portable slime onahole with added clam savory flavor. The water-attribute acidic mucus provides exotic enjoyment.
(Attraction 1, Aphrodisiac 1, Tonic 1, Pleasure Enhancement 1)
And so, a week flew by like an arrow.
I was in the middle of researching pickling solutions with potions bought from the market. Since exact formulas weren't available, I tried various ratios. Before I knew it, the workshop was filled with glass bottles of pickling solutions.
Since this was an occasion to show a week's worth of results, I judged that the existing Slami alone couldn't make a strong impression, so I carefully applied the most promising-looking pickling solution combination (Poppy + Red Deer Mushroom + Elixir) to Slami. Immediately, the status window notified me that the Slami onahole had been enhanced.
However, whether the refined noble lady Serena would take a liking to such a vulgar onahole was entirely unknown.
In the afternoon, sounds of people could be heard from outside, and soon Pink Hair and Serena revealed themselves.
"Have you been well, Serena-nim?"
However, their appearances after just a week were completely different from before.
Pink-haired Luna was slumped over with a bandage wrapped around her left arm.
She said she'd entered a dungeon, and it seems she got somewhat injured.
And Serena, although she had her previous gentle appearance...
"Serena? You said you wouldn't touch alcohol..."
Stollen was surprised and rushed to Serena.
She was slightly drunk, and a faint smell of alcohol mixed with her musky scent, stirring up a strange sexiness.
"Something happened. Don't mind me..."
Serena replied curtly. From talking with the maid who brought the meal, I learned that after attending a ball yesterday, she had started drinking again after having quit for some time.
"Anyway, Vincent. The results?"
I carefully thrust the enhanced Low-grade Slami Onahole +1 before Serena's eyes.
"My lady, allow me to introduce my maiden work, crafted with all my heart and soul. The Slami Onahole."
Stollen, who had appeared at some point, was shedding tears endlessly with an expression of sorrow steeped in a sense of loss.