#slime monster smut

[bunnis-monsters]

NSFW

Monster boyfriend that loves his chubby gf. Adores your fat tummy and pussy, can’t get enough!

He makes you feel so small, lifting you up and settling you on his cock as if you don’t weigh a thing. Rutting into your fat pussy, loving the squelching noises it makes as it gets all slick with arousal…

Your lover doesn’t love you despite your appearance, he loves your body and it makes him FERAL! Everything about you makes him horny.

Your love handles, plump belly, fat ass and thick, meaty thighs make his cock strain against his pants.

He can’t help but slip himself between your thighs, fucking them until they’re sticky with his cum! You’re just so cute, whining and begging him to actually fuck you… don’t worry, he can’t go without that perfect, warm fat pussy for too long! He’s got plenty of cum for your pretty kitty!

And he loves filling you with load after load, wanting to see your belly swell even further with his young <3

[dropsnectar]

Witches Brew 

Slime monster x afab!witch

Happy October! Here's some spooky smut for the spooky season!

It was October and Halloween was just around the corner! So! Of course you were bubbling up some witches brew for one of your most busy seasons of the year. 

You stood in your studio apartment, walls covered in wooden shelves. Atop of those shelves were bottles full of your favorite things: dry herbs, powder mixes, and other potion and spellcasting tools you would need for your work. In the middle of the room stood a big cast iron cauldron. You had arranged some cement blocks to hold an electric fire starter underneath it, as you didn't have a fireplace. It was hard being a witch in the city, but you made do. This was where all the clientele was, after all.

You were standing over the boiling cauldron, an old grimiore in one hand, and mixing the golden liquid with another. The grimoire was your great grandmother something you had recently inherited. You were practically shaking with excitement! Your great grandmother had been an excellent witch, known far and wide for her potions. You had flipped through her book and found it, a recipe for her “Extremely Special Witches Brew”, the first two words being underlined. Witches brew was the basis of so much potion work. If it was extremely special then that must mean it was incredibly potent!

You had been brewing for about six hours now. The recipe started out incredibly normal, but had specified that you stare it down for the next hour, adding a lock of your own hair and some mermaid scales. This had been the most difficult bit, as mermaid scales had a habit of boiling over the pot unless babied with compliments and sweet words. Unusual for witches brew, but you trusted your grandmother. 

You had finally finished your hour of staring, marveling and cooing, turning off the fire starter. The next step was to let it cool. When it was finished, the grimoire specified, the mixture would condense and turn a lovely green color. 

You waited another hour and checked on the brew. Strange. There had been no change in consistency, and the color remained as gold as the sun on a winter's day. You waited another hour. Nothing.

You cursed. Were had you gone wrong? This recipe had been incredibly expensive, and you'd made ALOT of it, expecting to use it for the rest of the year. Upset, you went to bed early, muttering yourself to sleep.

It was around midnight when something started to stir in the cauldron. Any waking ear would have heard the sputtering and gurgling as the magic started to awaken.  Slowly, a small green tendril dripped its way onto the floor, continuously flowing until the full glob, the size of a small person made its way to the floor. Slowly, it rolled across the carpet and stopped at the bed. It watched you sleep for a moment before pulling itself up into the foot of the bed, under your covers.

You woke up feeling something crawl up your thighs. When you opened your eyes you glanced up, not seeing anything. But their was a pressure on you, something cool and wet, like a weighted blanket was curling itself up towards your core.

You tore your blanket off of you and saw it, a dark building sludge, glowing beautifully under the moonlight streaming from your window. 

You were so shocked, you didn't react. That was, until it had decided to pull itself under your panties and push itself between your lips. You gasped out as it completely covered you, gliding back and forth against your entrance and up towards your clit. It was pushing and closing all around you, the wetness feeling so good against your skin. 

Despite the fact that your stomach was in knots you tried to push the glob off of you. Your hands made contact, but pushed right through, into the creature. You tried to pull your arms out, but the thing tightened around them. You tried to leverage your weight, pulling back as hard as you could, but only managed to pull the thing with you as you rocked back.

The thing was heavy, pushing down your tummy and making its way up your chest. It did not stop sliding up and down your vulva, your breath hitching as it seemed to catch at your entrance. There was an experimental push there and you squirmed, your heart in your throat. 

Suddenly, the area felt even more slippery then it did before. The creature started to glow, a soft grass green, as all across your skin, the thing seemed to seep some sort of liquid. You could feel it drip down the crevices of your groin, down the slopes of your chest as you noticed the thing start to disintegrate your nightgown.

You wriggled as much as you could, trying to push back arousal as you shimmied to the edge of the bed. But the creature had a grip on you and the more you moved the faster it started to glide and explore the planes of your now exposed skin. It was fully enveloping you.

You gasped as it pushed into your entrance, a slippery tendril slowly making its way up and around your walls, leaving behind a sticky liquid as it moved. Your body was slowly starting to tingle. Your breathe was becoming even more ragged and the cool and slick textured of the sludge started to feel even more pleasant then it had before. 

Your mind was getting fuzzy. The feeling of the thing on your skin, paired with the weight, while previously scary, was really stoking the fire in your core. Hadn't you been so desperate lately for a feeling like this? To feel the weight of a lover as you mewled out from under them?

Your vision started to get fuzzy too. Fuzzy. You felt fuzzy all over. The need in you continued to grow as all you could concentrate on was the sudden movements on every part of your body. Hot. You felt hot..

Your waist, the curves of your breast, your inner thighs, your nipples, they were being caressed, grabbed, groped. All of this continued as a sharp sucking started to occur on your clit. You cried out, not caring if the neighbors could hear you as it sucked wave after wave of pleasure from your skin. 

More tendrils had made their way into your hot wet cunt. The girth of it made you buck your hips, straining beautifully under the the green glowing creature. You liked how it pushed you back down, experimenting with where to shift its weight as you keened out.

Green.

The witches brew. The Extremely Special witches brew.

Fuck.

You weren't able to think further as a large girthy tendril suddenly shot itself into you, thrusting into you with force. There was a needle like sucking of your nipples as the thing glided circles over every surface of your body. It was so much sensation you could barely think. The thrusting quickening its pace, pushing harder and faster into you until you broke, your orgasm rocking through you like an earthquake. 

But it didn't stop thrusting. And you didn't stop wanting it to fuck you, jerking your wobbly pelvis into the tendrils with futility. You giggled as the slime started to massage more fluid onto your vulva and cunt. Cum and aphrodisiac trickled out of you as the thing bullied that spongy spot that made you see stars. 

You had started to drool, which attracted the attention of the glob near your chest. A slimy tendril made its way to the drool streaming down your neck and chest, sucking. It seemed to be devouring the liquid as it made its way into your mouth, sucking your skin and tongue. You moaned around it, an herby taste oozing. You recognized some of the notes as ingredients in your brew.

 A silent chuckle vibrated through your chest. Mermaid scales. Worth every buck.

You came again. And again. And again. The slime fucked you over so much that you couldn't quite understand where it started and you began. You were so needy and so desperate for the next orgasm that you didn't notice the sunlight streaming down onto your conjoined bodies.

Some tendrils had made its way to your face, pushing back hair and sucking lazily on the sweat streaming down your forehead. Then, the coil within you snapped one more time, washing over you like a gentle wave on the beach. And the thrusting stopped. The sucking stopped.

The tendrils within you started to recede and form back into the main glob of the creature. It started to absorb all the slick of your body, leaving a lone bouncy weight on your skin. 

The two of you laid like that for a while as you caught your final breath, barely able to stay conscious. The thing started to prod circles into your sore aching muscles. You heard a keening sound. That surprised you a little. But that keen had been filled with so much affection, your heart couldn't help but be affected. 

As you lost consciousness, one thought stayed in your mind.

Best fucking spell ever. 

[monstersholygrail]

Absolutely wild thought because I’m still feeling out of it and in the mood for unique monster combinations…

Imagine how good sex would be between Snail Hybrid bf and you, his Slime Monster gf.

Snail Hybrid bf loves to use his slime to lubricate his dick, making sure you can always take his thick length. Something within you heats up at the sight of it, arousal flooding your panties. Only able to think about how it may be the hottest thing you’ve ever seen. But Snail Hybrid bf doesn’t stop there as he takes his cock and runs it along your slit, combining your slime with his until you don’t know where he ends and you begin.

When he finally stops torturing you long enough, though he’d argue he’s just taking his time with your hot body, he slides his cock inside with an easy glide. The wet squelch of your hips smacking together has you shivering. You didn’t think you could be more on edge than when Snail Hybrid bf was teasing you but his slow thrusts make you borderline insane.

Ensuring you feel every single thick vein along his dick rub against your walls, igniting your nerves, and making your body quiver with need. The more aroused you both get the more slime you both produce, leading to the most erotic and messiest sex of your life. Slime oozes out of your pussy and dribbles down his cock with every hard jerk of his hips. The warm wetness causing such a mess between your twitching bodies.

Your orgasm builds at a painful rate, Snail Hybrid bf ensuring the pressure in your belly builds steadily without completely fading, yet also not giving you the rough fuck you think you want. Before you know it though, your body is tensing as you slowly tip off the edge and dive head first into the abyss of pleasure.

Causing your orgasm to burst out of you like a tidal. You swear you’ve never cum harder in your entire life as your mind floats away and the aftershocks continue to roll through you in endless waves of pleasure. Snail Hybrid bf only making it even more intense as he cums soon after, just as slowly as everything else about him. Which forces you to feel each spurt of his hot semen splash deep inside of you until another mini-orgasm knocks into you and takes your breath away.

Snail Hybrid bf’s body rocks into you, stimulating you both and providing a closeness you both endlessly crave. Looking down at your body, you can both see through your slime body the beautiful combination of your bf’s slime, your slime, and your mixed release buried inside of you.

You both can also see how the sight alone gets Snail Hybrid bf hard all over again. Ready to go again and make sure that this time you don’t come back from the brink of insanity.

[tsuutarr]

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[charlie-baxter]

monster/human, but fisting

huge orc woman with the strong hands of a warrior, who slowly works you up finger by finger into taking her whole hand

slime boyfriend, who's soft and jelly-like and pliable as you fit more and more of your fist into him, and who oozes around your fingers when he comes, squeezing and squirting around you

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[ozzgin]

Had to crop this because it was a little too intense for the general audience. 😭

I happen to have a bunch of female OCs, and Slime Guest would be more than happy to help with your horny thoughts, anon.

NSFW (no nudity, just suggestive) under the cut!

[animasola86]

🟩 A SHOT TO REMEMBER

slime x f!reader 🔥 very explicit 🔥 words: 2.8k

After you drank a mysterious green jello shot, you don't feel so good. But don't worry, you'll soon feel a lot better...

WARNINGS: NSFW! Explicit sexual content! Slime monster! Tentacles! Triple penetration! Aphrodisiacs! Mind control! Overstimulation! (READ ON AO3!)

A/N: This is part 3 of my CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE smut series! 1 🔸 2 🔸 3 🔸 4 🔸 5 🔸 6 🔸 7 This is OPTION 2/PART 3 - but can be read individually, let me just set the scene:

CONTEXT: You were invited to a Halloween party in a mysterious house, dressed as Little Red Riding Hood, and on your search for the bathroom because your stomach is acting up a little, you come to a long hallway full of doors, and you decide to go through the door a few feet away.

ADDITIONAL WARNING: If you're a little squeamish, you should probably pass on this. Mentions of vomiting and slimy things and orifices being filled with the hint of dubcon.

As soon as you pull open the door, you know you're at the right place. The bathroom is huge, though. Dark tiles all the way up to the ceiling, a fancy chandelier in the middle, its light warm and not as bright as you'd expect from a bathroom, a large floor-to-ceiling window showing nothing but darkness beyond the thick red curtains pulled to the side a little. There's a fancy bathtub on clawed feet in one corner, a more modern shower nook with a wide glass door opposite it, large enough to at least fit five people, and then you have a long vanity sporting two sinks and a giant mirror, and a fancy looking toilet on the other side.

The perfect mixture of vintage and modern – but you only have time to look at it for so long before your stomach starts churning badly once more. You stumble to the toilet, its lid opening automatically as you approach, and before you know it, you're hugging the bowl and dry-heaving into it, your whole body shuddering under the exertion. But strangely enough, nothing comes out, despite the feverish attempts of your convulsing body. All you can do is gather the saliva in your mouth and spit it into the porcelain, before you stand up on shaking legs and walk to the vanity, rubbing your hurting belly.

You feel full (and you wonder why). Seeing your messy reflection only makes it worse. After washing your hands, then your face, you decide to wash up completely, and a few moments later you stand in the shower, stark naked as one should, and marvel at the fancy apparatus in front of you. There's a rain shower, but also several nozzles embedded in the wall, and you have no idea which of the many buttons you have to press for it to do something, so you just press them at random, yelping in shock when a few of them send their hard jets straight at your cramping stomach.

You bend over, leaning away from the harsh water spray, and this time you feel something moving up your esophagus as you retch violently. Your head is spinning as you put one hand on the tiled wall, trying to steady yourself. Your lips part as you squeeze your eyes shut under the strain, and it's the strangest sensation when something slimy rubs along your tongue before it falls from your open mouth and right between your feet, splashing down.

The cramps are gone, but the sticky feeling in your throat remains, and when you straighten up and open your eyes, looking down, you almost slip when you try to get away from the little green thing on the floor. At first it looks like the jello shot you forced down earlier, but then it moves, changes form, becomes more rounded before little antennae spread across its body. You stare at it in sheer horror. That thing was inside your stomach? You feel as if you're going to be sick all over again.

But it gets worse. It grows. As you press your back against the shower wall, unable to move or look away, the slimy thing gets bigger, those little protrusions growing longer, thicker, its round form swaying under the constant spray of water from above. It looks almost see-through, the green shimmer growing fainter the larger it becomes. There's an eerie squelching sound as it rubs itself against the opposite shower wall, stretching, moving upwards, using its countless appendages to carry itself higher – until it stands at your height, a shapeless almost-transparent green blob with swaying tentacles, staring at you without eyes or even a face.

And you're frozen in shock, unable to process what is happening, what you're seeing. You must be drunk or high or completely out of your mind. This isn't real. You are not standing in the shower with a strange slime monster. No way. Fighting the reality of it, you don't even move or make a sound when the thing reaches out to you and brushes the tip of one of its tentacles against your leg. The touch is cold and wet, testing, careful. Your eyes follow its many movements, but you soon feel dizzy trying to count its tendrils or make sense of its shape.

More tentacles move towards you, and you stay completely still as they coil around your ankles, your wrists, seemingly holding you in place while others slither up and down your body, exploring every inch of it. It's when you feel them rubbing against your shamefully erect nipples or between your wet folds, that your heart beats faster. You struggle against the soft looking tentacles, but they're stronger than they appear. As the first sound escapes your mouth, a weak little whine, another tentacle rises and quickly pushes between your lips, forcing your head back as it pokes straight at the back of your throat, triggering your gag reflex, causing your body to convulse violently.

Desperate muffled whimpers try to choke past the tendril in your mouth, but that only makes more spit gather on your tongue before it drips past your lips and down your chin. You are utterly helpless, held in place, and all you can do is watch the slime thing come closer until it presses against you, from head to toe, its texture cold and sticky as it engulfs you completely. The strangest thing is that you feel eerily calm as that happens, all panic gone in an instant, and you can even breathe as it closes around your head. Maybe it's that tentacle that's forcing its way down your throat, maybe you are dreaming this after all.

It doesn't feel real, and how should this be real? You are being absorbed by a large slime monster, turning into a blob yourself, even though you feel more like an insect being encased by sap, soon to turn into amber, frozen in time, preserved for all eternity. It's the last conscious thought you are able to think before you feel your body being moved, and you end up on your back, suspended in the air, held up by the large translucent mass around you. It's taking up the entire lower half of the shower now, the pitter patter of the water against its wobbly form almost soothing, with how distant it sounds in your prison of slime.

Even though your mind is empty, spinning slightly in place, you can still feel everything that's happening to you. Despite being enveloped by a firm and wet substance, with the consistency of jello, you don't feel restrained, not that you want to move anyway. You're floating, body reclined, legs hanging in the air, wide open, arms extended in an almost T-pose, but you are relaxed, swimming inside the gelatinous body of the slime. The tendril in your throat is just resting there, supplying you with oxygen, seemingly, it's not even a bad pressure, it's just there.

Just like the other tentacles that push out of the mass and into any orifice they can find. It's literally filling you up, stuffing your ears, leaving you deaf to your own sounds except your steady heartbeat, poking at your nostrils until they join the larger thing in your throat. Somehow you're still able to see, even blink, as you watch what's happening to you in a deep daze. You've never been this calm before, even as you watch more tentacles form out of the unassuming mass that are clearly bound to fill up all your other holes.

You still flinch a little when you feel two of them poking between your ass cheeks, like tiny fingers, pressing against your sphincter before they breach the tense ring of muscles, but they don't push in, they only hold your hole open, stretching it gently, before you are being moved a little lower, allowing the slime to press its form into you. You moan around the tendril in your throat as you feel it hardening against you, assuming the shape of a very thick tentacle that is eager to invade every available inch of your ass – and beyond.

You feel it pushing in, first in little undulating motions to ease your muscles, before it presses harder, forcing its way deeper. You can't fight it, and you don't see a reason to do so either, and it's not as if the monster gives you time to adjust to the sensation anyway as it focuses on your last hole next. A deep thrumming motion goes through the wobbly mass, causing you to shiver and your thighs to twitch, and all you can do is watch with hooded eyes as not one but three tentacles glide against and between your folds in a dizzying rhythm.

Your head is swimming, eyes threatening to roll back, but you want to keep watching as they stimulate you, rubbing and rolling, it feels so good, so gentle, like waves lapping at your skin, a cool sensation against your heated flesh. You'd moan and mewl, buck your hips against them, but you're immobile, gagged, unable to do anything but watch and feel.

Luckily the creature seems to sense what feels good to you (maybe it can read whatever lurks in the depths of your empty mind?), and it starts moving exactly like you want it to move. It lifts your hips, up and down, in tandem to the strokes of its undulating appendages, causing your wetness to gather between your folds, and you wished you could hear the squelching sounds or at least be able to moan properly without anything blocking your throat. No matter. It still feels too good to be true, and when one of the tentacles slips beneath the hood of your throbbing clit, a deep shudder crashes through your body as you convulse on the waves of bliss.

The slime seems to feel your ecstasy and doubles it efforts, rubbing and prodding harder, firmer, faster, until you come properly, your eyelids fluttering shut as lights explode behind them, your thighs twitching, your still empty cunt clenching around nothing. You do squeeze around the thick tendril in your ass that stopped moving when it reached your bowels, just resting there now, deep inside you, filling you out, holding you up as if you were a mere doll impaled on a ventriloquist's fist.

Your orgasm subsides slowly, and when you open your eyes lazily, you notice just in time how the tentacles between your legs meld into a particularly large one before its tip presses right between your puffy labia, poking at your entrance, and you'd scream if you could as it plunges into you, forcing its soft form into any crevasse it can find before pulling back and impaling you again, and again, until your tense muscles give way for it to penetrate you deeper.

It's a strange sensation. It's clearly a heavy mass inside you, pushing against your squishy walls, pressing deep until your cervix stops it, but it's also soft enough to mold itself to your shape, filling you out, and in doing so stimulating all the sensitive spots deep within you. You are a writhing mess as it starts moving inside you, pulling back and pushing in, in and out, back and forth, moving alongside the tendril in your ass as it guides you into its thrusts, and you're like a boat in a storm, pushed and pulled, that way and this, unable to do anything but feel.

It feels too good to complain. Head empty, just bliss. You can't even focus on your orgasms because they just come like you do, gentle at first, a soft wave crashing over you, then getting more intense, more and more, until your whole body is spasming in the slime's hold, your juices seeping into its body, getting absorbed, and it seemingly feeds off them, grows bolder in its movements, faster, harder, more relentless.

And it never stops, or so it feels. You are floating on that incredible high, disconnected from the world, it's just pleasure, no pain, orgasm after orgasm, and you'd think you'd faint from the exertion, from how your heart pounds in your stuffed ears, but somehow the slime keeps you conscious enough to feel it, over and over again. And how you feel.

All its tendrils move in a synchronized rhythm, in and out, the one in your cunt hammering into you, the one in your ass undulating as it feeds more and more of itself into your body, and the one in your throat moves as well, gently up and down, like little vibrations that thrum down your esophagus, and you'd think it would reach your stomach soon, to be met by the other one pressing from the other side, but you can't think about it, can't think anything, just feel...

You're drifting, slipping in and out of consciousness, but you always come back to another wave of pleasure, held up by the slime's mass and its unrelenting tentacles, head spinning, eyes hooded, drool dripping past your lips and right into the gelatinous mass encasing you. The same happens every time the thing in your cunt makes you squirt by pummeling into your g-spot with vigor, when the heat from deep within pushes out of you with force, only to be absorbed by the monster holding you captive.

It's an endless cycle of coming and being let down only to be propelled back up again, over and over, and every time you orgasm the thing around and inside you moves faster, vibrates more, seemingly grows stronger and bigger, putting its new strength into ramming its tentacles into your holes more fiercely, and it's when it finally reaches what can only be its max capacity that a sudden jerk goes through the wobbly mass.

It's only a second when it pauses, but it's enough to allow you to watch out of tired eyes as its massive body presses against the glass door of the shower, spilling over it, losing some of its dense form, and you feel yourself slipping in its hold, its tendrils impaling you but unable to hold you up any longer. It even slips from your ears, unplugging you, and the first thing you hear is the shattering of glass as it pushes out of the shower, making the door explode into tiny shards that get stuck in its outer shell.

It slips through the large opening, pulling you with it, and you glide out of its mass like a newborn calf, wet and slimy all over, shivering as the cold air of the bathroom hits your exposed skin. Its tentacles withdraw from your holes, and you feel strangely empty without them, your muscles still trying to clench back into their original form. The one in your throat is the last to leave you, and once it does, you feel the sudden urge to cough, to inhale sharply, to get as much air into your burning lungs as possible.

With the need to breathe comes the need to think, and when your mind restarts from its forced slumber, you blink in confusion, trying to make sense of your position on the floor, why you're so wet, why the shower door is broken, why you feel so weird all over. Weird, but also... good? Filled even though you're empty? Satisfied beyond belief?

Slowly you sit up, wiping at your face, pushing a strand of hair out of your forehead. As you scramble to your feet, which proves difficult with how much your legs are shaking, you see something out of the corner of your eye, a motion, something green disappearing out of sight. Frowning as you turn your head to look around the bathroom, you wonder what happened, having no recollection whatsoever.

Apparently you slipped in the shower, broke its door and woke up after who knows how long, just lying on the floor? Perhaps. Doesn't explain the sticky feeling between your legs, but maybe you just had a wet dream, stranger things have happened. Nothing to worry about. Let's wash up and move on, hm? you think to yourself as you step back into the shower, not even wondering where all the glass shards of the broken door have gone.

After you cleaned up properly, you dry off with the provided towels and get dressed again, before you check your reflection in the mirror one more time. Looks good enough. Time to get back to the party. Because that was why you came to this house. Where they gave you this strange jello shot... Before your memory comes crashing back down on you, you turn to the door, shaking your head to clear it, feeling as if you were in dire need of some fresh air.

Because whatever you think to remember happened, could have never actually happened. Nope. Not in a million years. You just have a very big imagination.

So you slip out of the bathroom back onto the hallway, hoping nobody would notice the missing shower door or the mess you made on the floor.

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YOUR NEXT OPTIONS ARE:

reach for the door opposite you

good to the end of the hallway

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[peachplums]

Anyone else?

[liesonmytongues]

Figured it was about time to post some of my writings since I made this blog specifically for them. Here's a request for a fic on AO3

MILF! Slime girl x Male! Reader

Synopsis- Hot older slime woman goes on a date with you that ends in insane sex

Warnings/CWs- Egregious smut, extremely inaccurate/impossible biology, unrealistic sex and biology, breast expansion, throat fucking, multiple orgasms, cunnilingus, possible body horror (she does some crazy shit), thigh and breast fucking, biting, human/monster romance, Male reader, dirty talk, rough sex

Word count- 3,800

She’s perfect. Perfect in every way- you've never met a woman better than her. And sure, maybe part of that was because she was a slime lady, and you’ve been interested in monster women for a really long time- but this is different, she's just…everything. The first time you saw her was a few days after she'd moved in- she'd been standing outside, tending to the garden that had been totally empty for months- with a kid on her hip and a pretty yellow sundress that stuck to her thighs and tits like a second skin. Every time she touched a plant, she got a little bit of ooze on the leaves. Every time she stepped, it made a plop noise and left behind a sticky footprint, threads of slime connecting her to the ground before snapping. And when she bent over? You got the most perfect view of her pretty tits, bulging out the top of her dress like if she bent over just a tiny bit more they'd pop out. You weren't even able to say hi that day because of how hard just looking at her made you- spending the rest of the night stroking your cock to thoughts of thrusting between her beautiful tits, feeling her slime squish and mold your cock to her body like she was made for you.

She's absolutely perfect.

You weren't even sure she'd want you considering what you were sure was a big age gap- she had baby pudge and rolls and little wrinkles, plus the toddler has to make her at least 10 years older than you, probably closer to 15- but hell, no one gets anything if they don't ask for it, right? So- once you’d had a very long shower to make sure you didn’t embarrass yourself -you asked her on a date. She accepted of course, and after a conversation about how well you’d treat her and where you would go, she got a babysitter and you were on your way. The date went perfectly, and besides a couple close slip ups where you could’ve sworn she was teasing you on purpose, you were the perfect gentleman- you even walked her back to her house at the end and kissed her on the doorstep.

Which is what led you here.

“I’ve never- y’know, uh…” You started and vaguely gestured at her body, kicking off your shoes. She’d basically yanked you inside as soon as you kissed her- pressed you against the door while you tried shoving her in the direction of her bedroom. She won out. Or, more like you couldn’t fight her any longer when your pants were so tight and your zipper was starting to hurt where it pressed into your tip.

“You’ve never had sex?” And she had the gall to smirk and laugh- her body jiggled with it, and little drops of slime slid down her arms and legs and wetted your shirt. Fuck, the ones on her legs looked almost like cum…

“No! No- I’ve just… I’ve never had sex with a slime girl before. Or like…an older woman.” She scoffed at ‘older woman’ and rolled her eyes, but she didn’t stop touching you- so you hadn’t fucked it up yet.

“Oh, well that’s not an issue, is it, baby?” She shrunk down to her knees, making a soft, squishy ‘plop!’ when she landed, and you almost moaned from the visual alone. Every time she touched your pants it left a little wet spot before absorbing back into her, making it feel like you were being caressed directly through your clothes.

“Mmm- ffu-ck,” She moaned when she slipped down the top of her dress, her big, slick tits popping out and hitting your thighs. Your cock has never been this hard in your life, and when she finally got around to unzipping your pants, it basically slapped her in the face.

“Ahh, so eager! See, I knew this wouldn’t be a problem.” She leaned forward, barely gripping your base and rubbing her lips and cheeks against all the skin she could reach. Just sliding her face up and down your shaft felt like humping between a human girls’ thighs, drenching you in her- getting you all slicked without so much as a lick. You already felt like a mess, but it was when she started suckling on your head and stroking the rest of your length that you actually choked up a sound.

“Oh god, you feel so good- fuck, suck it-” Her eyes turned up and she stared at you, lidding every time she took your cock a couple inches deeper. You couldn’t look away, fighting back the urge to close your eyes from how good it already felt- which meant you got the full view of when she sat up a little taller, sliding your erection between her tits. It was hard not to buck your hips directly into her face, especially when she squeezed them together so perfectly. Every time her nipples rubbed on your stomach and thighs, she moaned like a whore, trying to play with them while also keeping a tight hole for you to thrust into. Could she cum like this? It was around then that you could feel slime starting to drip onto your foot, unable to tell if it was just her body or if her pussy was really that wet already- but fuck, you don’t care.

You reached down to help her- to grope her and squeeze that beautiful rack like she clearly wanted -but you froze when you touched them. They were getting bigger. Expanding in your hands, squishing between your thighs and nearly engulfing your balls- and it suddenly struck you that you could see it. See your cock through her slightly transparent body, see the globes squeezing your shaft tighter- they didn't even look like they fit her body anymore. Too big to be proportionate on any woman, you couldn't imagine she would even be able to stand in this state- they'd just cause her to fall face first, with her gorgeous ass up in the air for you to take.

You didn’t care if it was quick- this was too much!

“I'm gonna cum- fuck you're gonna make me cum-” You groaned, tossing your head back and grinding your hips as much as possible with her body pinning you back into the door. Your voice was getting embarrassingly higher pitched with every noise you couldn’t hold back, fucking just your tip into her mouth and lightly slapping her lips every time your cock throbbed. It felt so good! A million times better than your imagination could ever provide during late nights rubbing your cock raw at the thought of this exact scenario. Minus the expanding- that was a welcome surprise

You were cumming before you even had a chance to pull away, gasping and shooting your load over her tits and chin, drenching her. You could watch it drip down her neck, into the crevice of either giant breast and nearly to her navel.

“Really? You haven’t even- ah -touched me yet and you blow your load, j-just like that?” She huffed, still panting and moaning softly, flicking her own nipples and groping herself to get off, licking the cum off her lips while you stood there. You were gonna say something back- something snarky or a rebuttal so she didn’t just get away with making fun of you, but as soon as you opened your mouth she was on her feet and yanking you down the hall. To her bedroom, you realized after a minute.

“Shut up…” You murmured too late to have any bite. Her room was nice, with a big, perfectly made bed smack in the center and a connected bathroom off to the side. You wondered briefly what the rest of the house looked like- where her kid slept, if she had a home office, what her kitchen looked like- but you snapped out of it when she got on the bed with a giggle, laying on her stomach and watching while you undressed. Your pants were sticky from her slime, and you had a hard time peeling them off for a couple of minutes- the strands connecting your thighs to the fabric like saliva might during a kiss. It should’ve felt gross, but the visual of her on her knees, making you that way, just made your cock twitch as you finally got the pants down to the floor. Her mouth suddenly sucking you off was another surprise- considering she was, obviously, on the bed, and you had to have been at least two feet away. You had expected her to have just climbed off the bed without you noticing, but looking at her, that clearly wasn’t the case.

She had turned herself over onto her back, neck stretched at least a foot further than should have been possible- bulging where your cock was nestled down her throat and truly making her look like the monster she was. Just like with her tits, you could make out every detail of your shaft as it slid up and down, contorting her textured esophagus and forcing slime between her lips, dripping down your balls and taint.

“God- you’re such a w-whore- did you need to suck me off so bad that you had to- fuck -mutilate yourself like that?” She whimpered in response, grabbing your hips and manually grinding you into her mouth. You were still sensitive, but she was managing to get you hard again. Really, it didn’t take much- all things considered you’re a little surprised you didn’t blow your load as soon as she started kissing you. Never in your life have you been this turned on, never have you had so many of your most depraved fantasies fulfilled all at once- this is heaven.

“Yeah? Want me to fuck your face? Want me to bruise your throat, feel it every time you swallow?” This has to be a blessing. God you think you might be in love- in love with that soft, wet throat, with the way her tits and pudge and rolls bounce more and more the harder you thrust- your balls slapping her face and making slick ‘plap’ sounds loud enough to nearly drown out her moans and whimpers- every sound sending vibrations through your cock

“Dirty whore- fucking slut, take it- take it, take it-” You aren’t entirely sure when you bent over, but all of a sudden your face is pressed into her thighs, fucking her face, kissing and biting as best you can on slime. Your teeth sink into her like it's nothing, and she just keeps moaning- does she feel pain the same way you do? Does she even need to breathe considering she hadn’t tapped you or tried to pop off your dick yet? It doesn’t matter- you just keep biting and sucking and licking her thighs, pushing them together and burying your face in the crevice. God you want to fuck them- want to shove your cock into them, slide her panties to the side and rub your head against her clit. Want to fondle her tits and make her cum-

“Cumming- cumming again, fuck- swallow it, c’mon-!” You really need to stop getting so carried away with those thoughts. This time, every single gush went down her throat- you could see her swallow. See her throat constrict and milk cum out of your weeping cock, see it go all the way down and settle in her stomach, feel her continue swallowing until you physically couldn’t cum anymore. Only then did she stop, letting you soften and slip out between her lips.

“Ahh- god! Fuck me already! You’ve cum twice and I haven’t even cum once!” She rubbed her thighs together for emphasis, and with your face still right in front of them, you could see her slick- her actual slick, not just her slime -dribble out from under her panties. They were soaked. You had no doubt that if you tried, you’d probably be able to wring them out.

“What, did I suck you dumb? Did your mind come out with everything else?” Fucking hell, it’s not clear whether her attitude is from her age or just being horny, but it’s definitely doing it’s job of making you want to fuck her speechless. It’s not your fault she makes you like this!

“I’m getting to it! It’s not easy when you keep doing that before I even get around to touching you!” This is fun, it really is, but you’re just getting frustrated not being able to do what you want.

“Can’t believe you have such an attitude when you’re the one who basically forced yourself on me.” You murmured, circling the bed and climbing between her plump thighs. The bite marks from earlier were just barely visible, her body already mostly healed up the holes, leaving just little indents. Too bad, but not a problem, you can always make more.

You needed at least a couple minutes to recover, so maybe now you could work on that attitude of hers. Because her body didn’t really have bones or muscle or, like, really anything that made it keep its shape, you were able to take her legs and push her forward until she was bent in half- her calves nearly behind her ears and her ass and pussy up in the air and spread wide. She helped by grabbing the back of her knees, pressing them to her chest and keeping herself spread open like it was the easiest thing in the world while you dove in- licking stripes up her cunt to finally get a taste of her sweet slick. Being see-through made it a tiny bit harder to find her clit, but you got there after a minute, and, figuring she’d probably been edged enough, jumped headfirst into sucking it into your mouth. She wailed as soon as you did, tossing her head back before forcing it forward again so she could look at you.

The angle was a little awkward, but you managed to keep eye contact while you ate her out, moaning into her cunt and watching her try so hard not to let her eyes close in pleasure. She was starting to tear up, whining and moaning and crying out how good you were making her feel every time you sucked or licked stripes up her pussy. Her body was drooling for you too, it was almost difficult to lap at it all, half of her juices getting on your lips and chin and dripping down your neck or her ass. It was almost as good as actually fucking her.

“Fu-uck, fuck, baby, yes-! Oh g-god please, please, please, need your cock!” She cried again, bucking her hips into your face like she was out of control. Your cock had definitely taken interest again, rubbing at the sheets and begging for attention- and if she was asking for it, who are you to deny her? So with her body still bent in half, you started pressing at her cunt.

At first you didn’t mean to just rut between her thighs, but her body and pussy were so wet that it was making it hard to thrust inside- and you realized how good it felt after the third try. Your tip was bumping her clit just like you’d been imagining earlier, and if you pressed her thighs together just tight enough, it almost felt like being inside. Her knees fell onto your shoulder, and you had to wrap both of your arms around those pretty thighs to squeeze them together enough for your liking. Every time you rut against her clit, she wailed and moaned in higher and higher pitches- her pussy spasming against your shaft, begging for you to put it inside already. And humping between her thighs, spreading her lips, bumping her clit every time you thrust, was how she came.

Her back arched off the bed so far it would have snapped in any normal human, mouth gaping wide and legs trembling over your shoulder. Her cum dribbled down her thighs, furthering the mess on the sheets where you'd been eating her out a second ago.

She was having trouble even making sound, too caught up in her orgasm to so much as moan- reduced to gasping and chest spasms until she finally started to come down from her high. You hadn't even known women could cum that hard, let alone ever seen it outside of porn. Fuck everything else from that night- this was the hottest thing you've ever seen.

“Jesus- Christ-” She was laughing in between pants when she could actually talk again. Everything about her looked entirely blissed out- like she was floating on air -and you were struck with the fact that you did all that. You made her this way. Your dick shouldn’t be so hard after everything- but you’d be a damn liar if you said it wasn’t.

She didn’t get any time to relax before you flipped her onto her stomach, her body squelching again with the impact and again when you thrust inside her- needing to grip your cock and spread her pussy to be able to. She was so warm inside, and you found yourself again forcing her body forward until her lower back was nearly touching her shoulders- holding her calves to your chest and fucking her like a wild animal. You were so out of it that you didn’t even notice when her body started changing again until you fell forward, what used to be her legs fusing behind your back, making it hard to keep thrusting. It was like she never wanted you to stop, and the throbbing of her soaked cunt just added to it.

She’s still perfect in every way. Better than any woman you’ve ever met- ever fucked. Better than any fantasy. The shlick sound of your cock fucking in and out, the slapping of your balls against your clit that made her cry and moan and yell, the rough panting that made your lungs ache and her skin even slicker- nothing will ever live up to now. Her pussy keeps clenching around your shaft, spasming every time a gush of slick drips down her folds and makes your thighs as wet as being drenched in lube- making your thrusts even more obscene.

It’s like having sex with a pornstar- someone who has all the experience in the world and all the confidence to use it. She was made to be fucked by you. Made to take your cock over and over, made to cum around you and use her body to force you to keep going. Tendrils of slime slithered out of her torso and around your thighs, wrapping hard around your arteries and making you feel dizzy with the pleasure and loss of circulation- and at the same time, you could swear she was getting smaller. Your hands more easily wrapped around her waist, your cock gripped ever tighter, the bulge in her stomach getting bigger, moving up- she was forcing you to go harder, to push your cock past where it should possibly have been able to go. It felt like you could push into her womb if you tried hard enough- fuck, with her biology, you probably could. Her body wanted you to jackrabbit her cunt until you couldn’t cum anymore, drain you dry and then keep going.

“Ah! Ah! F-uck! Fuck me! Cum inside-” You yanked her torso up, wrapping one arm around her waist and using the other to grope her perfect, stunning, massive tits, rolling her nipples between your fingers- and she came again from the stimulation, screaming your name. Her pussy spasming and squeezing so hard you couldn’t pull out, a sudden spray of liquid absolutely destroying any bedding that was still clean- she was squirting on you. You couldn’t hold back after the sudden pressure- pulling her flush to your chest and cumming deep inside -your cum visibly shooting through her ribbed inside and against her cervix.

And promptly falling directly on top of her, face first into the ruined sheets. Your body was past the point of exhaustion- you couldn’t keep going. And seemingly, neither could she. Little, overstimulated moans and whimpers escaped her mouth, her body jolting and smaller waves of squirt leaking out of her hole- you’d be shocked if either of you would be able to move in the morning.

“Thank you- thank you…” Kissing her gently, rolling both of you over and gently pulling out of her abused cunt- eliciting another whine. You peppered more kisses over her face and neck, careful to put your hands somewhere that wouldn’t keep stimulating her poor body- even if that was a bit of a challenge considering how sensitive she is.

“I need to get up- need to clean us up. C’mon…” You pried softly at the tendrils and fused legs still wrapped around your entire lower body, but she was reluctant to let go.

“I’ll be right back.” A few more kisses.

“You promise?” She turned her face so you would kiss her lips.

“Promise, I’ll come back and stay the night.” You did what she wanted, leaving a long, soft kiss to her lips, waiting for her tendrils to go back and her legs to reform. It took a couple of minutes, and some more sweet words, but when her body eventually went back to normal, you were able to stand on wobbly feet and find her bathroom. You're not sure how exactly slime people bathe, or if they can even use towels and the like without getting absorbed or something, but you did find a soft cloth. You wiped yourself off first, hissing at the feeling of something on your oversensitive cock and thighs- then rinse, wring, repeat. Your new lover was exactly where you’d left her, and the only movements she gave you while you cleaned her up were twitches and little whines of ‘too much’ when you wiped a particularly sensitive spot. It was easy, and when you were both somewhat clean- and had somehow managed to yank the sheets off the bed and lay a clean blanket down -you finally went back to her and gave her what you promised.

Her whole body wrapped around yours, doing the same thing as earlier and fusing together, forcing you to stay still. You probably wouldn’t be able to convince her to let you go again, so it was best to accept it- and as soon as you did, you could hear her softly snoring.

You weren’t far behind, holding this perfect woman to your body, sinking your fingers into her slime, and letting yourself rest.

[monster-mash-m]

Can’t get the idea of a pretty slime monster girl out my head. Like there’s so many possibilities-

MDNI

She’d be so cute under your hands, playing with her pretty squishy boobs and hearing all her little gasps and soft sighs. How her thick thighs squeeze together as you stimulate her softly, you can bet the slick between her legs is all sticky and slimy. You’ll absolutely have to wrap her legs around your head as you eat her out like she’s your last meal-(I’m picturing her looking like lime green and all I can think about is her tasting like lime and lemon jelly- not complaining-). You’ll definitely have to spell your name with your tongue on her gelatinous clit.

Or imagine, slime is quite moldable sometimes? And sometimes she just wants to cum in your pretty hole (ass or pussy) so she just ups and molds herself to have a cock, making sure it’s the length, girth and shape you like. She’d start slow and steady, but when she bottoms out in your gummy walls you know that she’s gonna start thinking with her slimy cock instead with her brain. Letting her body take over as she feverishly thrusts her hips. Her sticky hips pressing against your ass as she tries to get as deep as she can with your ass in the air and face pressed into the mattress. Once she cums it’s gonna ooze into you thickly for sure.

Ugh need me a slime gf- might write a whole smut instead of just an imagine-

[bunnis-monsters]

NSFW

Monster bf that’s had enough! You smell so good and your skin is so fucking soft it drives him insane!

When he’s pinning you down, his unnaturally long tongue sliding up your neck, you wriggle and whine.

Play time is over, he’s ready to breed you full of his young.

His cock is impossibly big, and as he presses it against your tight hole you nearly cry out from the sheer size and girth. You’re not sure you can take it… but he makes sure you do.

The second he’s bottomed out inside of that pretty, fat cunt of yours, he slams back in, panting as he fucks you like an animal.

All you can do is grip the sheets, trying to get some kind of stability before he nearly knocks the air out of your lungs again.

You’re filled up with so much cum, your belly feels like it’s going to burst. He’s using you as his little breeding toy at this point, his brain foggy, the only thing on his mind now is breeding his pretty little mate.

His claws dig into your hips as he releases another load into your womb, finally stopping. Your monster bf begins to purr, looking out and watching his cum leak out of your poor, abused cunt before he pulls you in for snuggles.

Now that he’s pumped you full of his seed, all he wants is to curl up with and cuddle his pretty baby, his sweet mate~

Your belly is round and full with his young within a few months…

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[monstersholygrail]

More slime monster of you'd like to write more

I’d totally be down for writing more Slime Monster! I think there’s a ton of unique and fun things you can do with that sorta monster.

For Slime Monster gf I really liked playing with the changing of her genitals in order to tease the reader. I also think different kinds of breast play could be super fucking hot with a slime monster. Motorboating and waterboarding all in one— why is that as hot as it is lmao.

Then for Slime Monster bf it would be so good to play around with orgasm denial and torturing the reader by making his dick longer and then just when reader is on the edge, make it smaller so it no longer hits those spots inside you just right. Not stopping the repetitive cycle until you’re writhing, sobbing, and begging for release.

So yeah I have some ideas haha

[squishysoftmonsters]

Mature +18 Sexual Themes Minors/Ageless DNI

💚Imagine slime monster visits you each night by sliding under your door and crawling to your room. He knew you liked him,you'd sleep naked so he can slither a little bit more into you each night until he fits perfectly into you.. You loved him to make you look preggo daily,how he felt when he squirmed around in your body. You'd give birth to him at night just to feel more of him over and over every day💚

[lazy4honey]

Slime Girl

Thank you for the first reader request and happy new year everyone~!

Summary: The bold teal-colored slime girl Millicent has been invited by you to your house to hang out, and unexpectedly ends up discovering your journal. From finding her attractive to enjoying her company and imagining what you would do to her, she takes note and then— takes action.

Contains: male reader, present tense, mutual consent, friends to lovers, dirty talk, softdom, oral sex, throat fucking, eye contact, wet and messy, cum swallowing, breast expansion, sensitive breasts, cum on breasts, thick thighs, thigh worship, thighjob, a little aphrodisiac, p in v, sorta kinda rough sex, multiple positions, creampie, male and female orgasm, aftercare, NSFW & MDNI

You have been friends with Millicent for a while now, and finally, you muster up the courage to invite the teal-colored slime girl to your house to hang out, just the two of you.

Every time you meet her, see her sweet smile and hear her joyful laughter at one of your awful jokes, you feel like your world is dyed by her bright colors. Then your heart pounds, your thoughts scramble, and all you see is her, this beautiful being. From top to bottom, inside and out, she is wonderful.

She makes you want to worship her in the most primal way, and yet you don’t dare.

Because she is too innocent.

Millicent never seems to understand the lustful glances thrown her way, or the dirty jokes some of her friends make. Any “accidental” touches on her bust, lower back, shapely buttocks or thick thighs are easily disregarded by her, like no one can affect her in any way.

It is not only discouraging, it also makes you feel like honestly expressing your desire would be desecrating her.

So, you have found a different outlet for your thoughts, feelings, and sexual fantasies — your journal. Said journal is safely hidden within a stack of books on your desk in the living room.

But right now, whatever fantasies or journal have been thrown to the back of your mind. After all, Millicent is currently sitting next to you on your couch, her cleavage on full display, and looking around the living room with eyes full of innocent curiosity, a kind of look that makes your heart itch.

You do your best to keep your calm and chat with her, ignoring how she crosses her legs and the short skirt of her flimsy white summer dress rides up, revealing more of her thick thighs. The chat mostly involves you asking questions about what she’s done recently, and her answering obediently like the good girl she is.

Eventually, her focused gaze agitates you enough to escape to the kitchen on the pretext of making some tea.

“And feel free to look around!” You shout from the kitchen before slamming the door shut. Taking deep breaths, you helplessly stare at the proud erection of your cock stretching your pants, and pray it goes down quickly.

Yet as you concentrate on making tea and plating some snacks, you can’t help straining your ears to listen to the rustling in the living room. You keep imagining what she might be doing. Her fingers delicately brushing over photo frames you dusted off just yesterday, or stretching her graceful neck to look at your posters and books, or standing by the window and the small bubbles contained within her teal slime body twinkling in the sunlight…

Countless images flood your mind, heat pooling in your abdomen, until the alarm of the water boiler scares you back to reality. You breathe out, quickly get the tea and snacks on a tray, and return to the living room as if nothing had ever happened.

Millicent, bending over to look at a photo, looks back at you and asks with a smile, “Is that you when you were a child?”

You place the tray on the coffee table, doing your best not to look at her almost revealed underpants, and approach, “Oh, yes…”

Millicent giggles, “You were so cute!”

Feeling your face heat up, you awkwardly chuckle. “Well, thanks. I’m sure you also looked cute as kid.”

She laughs, “I was just a blob of slime, what’s cute about that?”

As long as it’s you, it’s cute— But instead of saying that, you change the topic. “Would you like some tea?”

“Sure!”

So the two of you return to the couch.

Yet just as you reach for your cup, Millicent slides down and sits by your feet, her bosom pressing against your leg.

“Milli, what are you doing…?”

She smiles sweetly and innocently blinks as she rubs against you. “What does it look like, darling?”

You open your mouth, but don’t get to answer.

Millicent bites her lower lip as she gazes into your eyes like so many times before, yet it is different.

She holds your knees, gently sliding her fingers along your thighs and back, “Come on, darling, spread your legs for me.”

You swallow the accumulating saliva down your parched throat, your heart pounding as you obey.

“Good boy.”

Millicent sits between your legs. Her body twinkles in the slanting sunlight, and her eyes gleam. She pushes herself up a little, just enough to reveal her bosom, and pulls down her dress to reveal her breasts, all the while still holding eye contact with you.

You watch her cup her breasts, rubbing a bit before pinching her nipples, eliciting a sweet moan.

Then your eyes widen.

Millicent’s breasts swell and expand, getting bigger and bigger until she can comfortably put them on the couch between your legs. She lightly squeezes them and sighs in pleasure, fragrant juice like sweat oozing from her teal slime body’s surface, the building arousal causing her to hum, and her voice turns a little whiny. “You like this, don’t you, darling?”

“Wha—?” Your voice is hoarse with desire and your dick almost painfully hard.

“Oh, how honest you are, dear. How nice~ Honest boys just make me so wet,” Millicent smiles. Her soft breasts squish against your thighs and crotch as she presses herself closer, making both of you moan.

Finally unable to hold back, you grab her full tits, tightly squeezing them, and grind your balls and cock against them. A faint minty fragrance rises up and fills the air, yet instead of feeling cold, it only seems to ignite a greater heat within you.

Millicent grins watching your desperate look, “That’s it, you’re doing great darling!”

Before you know it, she already has her hands on your pants. Her arms bend and stretch in a way that would have looked terrifyingly grotesque on any being with bones, but when she does it, it only turns you on.

You can clearly feel her slightly cold hands lose their form and slide under your clothes and across your skin, leaving behind sticky trails of juice. Her slime wraps around your throbbing dick, prompting a groan and causing you to shudder. “Milli, you feel so fucking good…!”

Your pants are quickly pulled down, laying everything bare and revealing everything hard and erect and red from the vigorous blood flow to her sight and full breasts. They squeeze against you and your dick twitches, precum leaking from the pink glans.

“Darling, your cock is so adorable, it really makes me wanna ravage you,” Millicent chuckles and her tits jiggle. Then her arms gather together again and she tightly squeezes her big breasts around your dick, moving them up and down along your length. The minty fragrance intensifies with her movements, her soft pants and moans as she works hard to please you sound like heaven, and every time your tip bumps against her chin, cheeks or lips, a little bit of sticky juice remains on you.

You feel the friction heat her cool, slimy body, and soon this isn’t enough for you anymore.

Grabbing her head and sliding your hands into the thick strands of slime that make up her hair, you angle her mouth towards your dick and thrust upwards with enough strength to forcefully part her lips. Your dick easily enters, and a tight, wet heat surrounds you for a second, accompanied by a small suck, before you pull back. And then you thrust in again, once more just enough to barely envelop your tip.

You can’t help groaning in pleasure, “Fuck, you feel so amazing, so hot and wet!”

Her big tits are a little in the way, but you are reluctant to stop fucking them. With every thrust, you can feel her tremble, hear her moan and whine as your dick slides along her slick breasts and into her mouth. It almost makes your own pleasure less important.

But Millicent thinks differently.

She lets go of her breasts and extends her arms to wrap around your waist, deep-throating your cock to the hilt. She is so tight you almost come the moment she does so, and almost again when she swallows and the hot slime squeezes and sucks your entire dick.

“Milli…” you groan, the constant eye-contact with her as she takes your cock nearly more stimulating than the act itself. Her saliva, probably also the juice she sweats, coats your cock and overflows from her mouth, wetting your pubic hair, dripping down your balls, and soaking the couch and carpet beneath you.

You tremble as tingles shoot up your spine and back down into your dick, all your nerves set on fire by her.
“Milli, I’m about to cum—!”

The next moment, she opens her mouth and releases your dick from its confines. Compared to the prior heat, the air feels cold, especially with the slimy juice coating your entire dick.

“Milli...” you look at her pleadingly.

Millicent smiles. “Don’t worry, darling. You’re my good boy, and good boys get rewards~”

She pulls you closer to the edge, once again squeezing her sensitive breasts, expanded specially for you, around your cock. Squeezing, rubbing, kneading, you can’t tell whether she’s more focused on your or her own pleasure, but either way it is bliss.

Your hands tighten in her ‘hair’ as you approach your peak, and then you come all over her tits when she kisses your tip.

Millicent moans and bites her lip, lowering her gaze to watch your dick spurt milky white cum for quite a while before finally softening and slipping out from between her tits, now almost completely covered with your essence. Her neck extends and twists, allowing it to lower to the breasts she is still squeezing and slowly lick up the cum while twisting her nipples and squirming between your legs. She keeps glancing up at you as she does so, deliberately letting you see how she swallows it and how it is diluted by her slime body.

You gently stroke her wet cheek, “Fuck, Milli, you’re so amazing… How did you know I like this?”

Millicent laughs. It is that laugh that looks so innocent at other times. Now, with her expanded tits marked by your cum and the thick white liquid faintly visible inside her head and throat, that innocence has become endlessly seductive.

“Darling, in the future, don’t let your book of secrets lie around in the open, ‘kay?”

Almost immediately, you remember your journal filled with all those thoughts you’ve had about her.

“Although it’s cute, I don’t want anyone else to see just how adorable you are…”

With saying these things, looking at you like this, her teal eyes fixated on you, it is impossible for you to hold back.

You lean down and kiss her, prying open her lips with your tongue and entangling her. There is the taste of your cum, but more than that, you can taste her minty juice. Your kiss turns a little sloppy as you eagerly swallow it, your drool and her juice dripping out from between your lips.

Millicent pushes herself up onto your lap.

You hold her waist, pressing her against you. Your shirt and her dress are soaked through by her juice, making the fabric cling to you.

In between your sloppy, greedy kisses, you say, “Milli, I want to fuck you so badly. I want to feel your slimy pussy tighten around my cock, I want you to milk me dry, I want to see my cum fill your belly till it’s white…”

She smiles, “Then do it.”

You resume kissing, caressing her thick thighs and sliding your hands up to her ass, where her flimsy dress and panties still cling to her form. Then, instead of undressing her properly, you lift her up and sit her down on the back of the couch.

Your lips leave hers and you kiss along her jaw down her neck and to her tits, biting her nipple, kissing down her abdomen to her crotch, pushing your nose against her clit and licking her labia through the wet panties before finally arriving at her thick thighs.

“Darling~” Millicent sighs lustfully above you, and you get to work.

You kiss her inner thigh along to her knee, then lick and gently bite her knee and let your mouth wander over to her outer thigh. Your tongue slides along her thigh and hooks around the strap of her panties for a moment, then licks around the base of her thigh back to the inside. Skipping over her throbbing vagina, you switch to her other thigh and bite back and forth, leaving toothmarks in the slime, and then start sucking along her inner thigh from her knee back to her crotch.

Millicent clutches at the couch and leans back, small moans leaving her mouth at your ministrations.

“Your mouth is so good darling, it’s a sin I didn’t find out sooner that you like me…!”

“Indeed,” you say and pick her up, back to kissing her lips.

She wraps her arms and legs around you as you carry her, your dick rubbing against her vagina and standing erect once more from the movement. You carry her into your bedroom and press her against the mirror of your closet, then stop kissing her to change your grip, squeezing her between your hot chest and the cold mirror surface.

“Darling, what are you doing…?”

“Showing you what I like,” you say and slide your cock up between her thighs.

She reflexively tenses her thighs, your sensitive dick feeling as if it’s being crushed by her strength.

You hum and slowly start thrusting, “Babe, you feel even better than I could’ve ever imagined!”

Millicent doesn’t answer you. With her arms hooked around your neck, she pushes her hips forward so you thrust your dick past her vagina, trying to use the friction to get some relieve, but it is not enough. She tenses her thighs and whines, “Darling, it’s not enough, I want to feel you inside me…”

“Be patient Babe, I’ll fuck you to your heart’s content soon enough,”

Your words and vigorous thrusts brushing past her pussy coax a sweet moan out of her.

After a while, she once again tenses her thighs, and the pressure makes you feel so good and loved you come. Your cum shoots up from between her thighs high enough to splatter across the underside of her still enlarged breasts, also splashing on both your bellies, your remaining clothes, and the mirror.

You pant and press a kiss against her neck.

Millicent holds your cheek, making you lift your head to catch your lips in another long and wet kiss. She descends from your arms and switches positions with you, now pressing you against the mirror, absorbing your cum.

As you kiss, you slowly move towards the bed and finally undress each other. Then she pushes you onto the mattress and straddles you, her wet pussy dripping its juices all over your cock. She pinches your nipples, rocking her hips back and forth as your cock hardens once more.

“Darling, do you have any idea how cute you are? How sexy you look right now?”

“No idea,” you answer hoarsely, “I just know that i’ve found you attractive since I first saw you. I enjoy your company, I enjoy talking to you, I enjoy just sitting next to you…”

“And you can’t help thinking about what to do with me.” She finishes for you, smiling in satisfaction.

“…Yes.”

Millicent wriggles her hips, your dick slipping between her slick labia. “Good boy.”

Then she sits up and reaches down, pushing the tip of your hot cock against her entrance.

“Do you want me?”

“Yes.”

“Tell me about it~”

You grab her hips, so close to simply thrusting into her but still holding back since you enjoy playing along. “I want you to ravage me.”

She chuckles and takes in your smooth glans, letting her fingers slowly glide up and down your veiny shaft.

“I want to bury myself deep inside you and watch my cum fill you; I want to softly fuck you in the morning when I wake up; I want…”

She sits down on your dick, letting you fully enter her in once smooth motion that causes both of you to moan.

“I want that too,” she says. “I want to ravage you, I want to be fucked senseless by you, I want you to take me in more ways than you can imagine…”

Your dick pulses at her words, at every thing she wants. You are enthralled by her, filled with a bone-deep yearning urging you to fuck her till you both can’t move anymore.

So you slowly start thrusting. You can see through her translucent teal belly how your veiny cock pushes her vagina open. The tight, warm, slimy walls cling to your length and contract slightly when you brush past the rough spot just two digits deep inside her.

She cooperates with you, riding your dick in the cowgirl position and occasionally pinching, twisting or rubbing your nipples. She is so wet for you the sheets beneath you are quickly drenched in her minty juices, and your cock burns for her with desire.

Soon, the patient stimulation is not enough anymore.

You hug her waist and sit up, accelerating the tempo of you pumping into her.

“Milli, you feels so good! Next time, you have to let me taste your pussy, I need to test whether it tastes any different…”

“With pleasure, darling~”

Moving your hips in unison, every time you pull out of her to the tip and plunge back inside, her dripping wet pussy produces a squelching noice. Her sticky juice is beaten into a foam by your thrusts, you can see its bubbles within her belly and surrounding your throbbing cock.

You lay her down in missionary. Her legs are lifted over your shoulders, letting her thick thighs squeeze your neck, and speed up.

The friction heats your cock and her pussy, the minty fragrance so strong you feel lightheaded and parched. You fold her as you lean down, impatiently kissing her somewhat swollen lips to drink more of her delicious juices. It is such an addictive taste, both hot and cold, stoking the fire in your abdomen and prompting you to cram yourself into her as deeply as you can.

Covered in her juices from top to bottom, you feel yourself on the edge of your climax and intentionally pull out.

Millicent pouts, her eyes hazy with unsatisfied lust, “Darling, why are you stopping, continue, please, I need you inside me so bad…”

You brush your hands over her thighs, making her spread her legs and allowing you to reach her big breasts, gently biting her hard nipples, enraptured by her needy sobs.

Then you grab her and turn her around. Now with her breasts resting on the bed and on her knees with her legs parted by yours and her ass up against your hips, you patiently massage her clitoris for a bit, watching the slick slowly drip from her pussy onto your cock. Satisfied by the view, you slide your pulsing cock back inside her wet vagina and immediately start a punishing pace.

She yelps at your sudden roughness and reflexively tightens, but this only stimulates you to go faster. Your scrotum slaps against her with every thrust, the stimulation to her clit making her moan with passion.

“Milli, you— fuck, you feel so good, your pussy is so wet and tight, ugh—!”

You groan and grab her waist and breasts as your cock pulsates. Your thrusts turn sloppier as you chase that exhilarating sensation, one throb chasing another at increasing speed.

You ram deep into her, feeling her tighten around your cock, and you both shout as you come.

A tingle spreads throughout your entire body like a flash of lightning, letting you see white as waves of ecstasy wash over you.

At this moment, buried deep inside her, covered from head to toe in her minty scent, holding her in your arms and riding that high of the orgasm together with her, you feel sublime bliss.

This is what you’ve wanted for a long time now.

With her, just like this.

You blink and regain your senses. The pleasure still clings to your nerves, a constant reminder to the ecstasy you experienced just a moment ago.

Exhausted yet happy, you lay down in the puddle of slime juice that your bed has become, and hug Millicent.

The slime girl snuggles against you. “Tired, darling?”

“Yeah,” you smile at her. “But I’m so happy.”

She chuckles, “Me too.”

You look into each other’s eyes, entranced by each other.

“You’re so beautiful…” you murmur.

Your gaze slides from her eyes and hair to her big breasts and finally lands on her abdomen. Her belly is a little more translucent than other parts, allowing you to see the large amount of milky white cum gathered inside her. It is foamed up together with her own juices, only not flowing out of her pussy like she’s leaking because she deliberately closed up her entrance.

Seeing your surprised look, she grins. “Didn’t expect the third time to be the charm~”

If you weren’t milked dry by now, you would’ve probably gotten hard again.

Millicent laughs happily, earning a playful eye-roll from you, and then sits up.

“Milli?”

She doesn’t let you think too much, quickly picking you up. With you in her arms, she marches into your bathroom and sits you down in the bathtub.

“No need to fret, darling. I’m not the kind of slime who eats a person and then leaves; I got principles!”

“…first aftercare and then leaving?”

“…No!”

She turns on the hot water, letting the tired you struggle for a bit before turning it off again.

You look at her, and her sad little expression hits your heart like a punch.

“…I thought we’re dating now.”

“We are! I like you, you like me, we’ve slept together, of course we’re dating now!”

Millicent breaks out into a dazzling smile, and then proceeds to help you wash. You pull her into the bathtub with you, splashing water at each other and making another mess in your bathroom, but you don’t care.

By the end, you are lying clean and dry in your freshly made bed, cuddling Millicent, exchanging light kisses with her, gently massaging her slowly shrinking, aching breasts while she rubs your lower back.

“This was fun, let’s do it again some time soon,” you murmur sleepily.

Millicent yawns, “With pleasure, darling. Now go to sleep, you worked so hard today, you’ve earned yourself a good rest.”

“Mhm…”

You snuggle against her, and drift off to sleep feeling very, very happy.

[ozzgin]

Yan!Slime Monster is rather shy and distant, but quickly becomes a menace once you get closer to them. They can change their appearance as pictured above: it's one individual.

They leave a slime trail behind, and will sometimes be particularly messy in order to keep you in their room for longer. They can effortlessly move body parts around, or squeeze out new ones, so they may sometimes "accidentally" leave an eye behind to observe you working.

It's easy to tell if they're flustered or excited: their organs will glow from within. You'll get used to seeing the occasional lung or heart floating around inside their body, and you'll have to get used to the constant glowing whenever you're nearby. They just like you a lot.

They're very clingy and will often try to hide parts of themselves with you. It's not uncommon to sip on your coffee during break and abruptly feel a tug underneath your clothes. "I thought you might be lonely without my touch", they'll explain with a cheeky smirk when you question them about it.

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🔥 KINKTOBER 2024 MASTERLIST

NOTES: This year, I'll keep it strictly no fandom, but I'll try my hands at teratophilia/monster fucking to keep it interesting! Also I wanna go back to reader-insert to switch it up again.

If you enjoy smut between humans, please take a look at my original fiction and my smut drabbles.

And now, please have a list of my Kinktober 2024 submissions! 🔥

🐇 Down the Rabbit('s) Hole(s)

m!vampire x f!reader (words: 11k)

Prompts: petplay, group sex, abduction, vampires, f/m

Summary: Waking up in a cage, you find yourself face to face with a strange but handsome man, who puts a leash on you and introduces you to his two friends... they seem most delighted about their new pet, you, on the other hand, not so much, but maybe you can be convinced.

Additional Tags: explicit sexual content, dubcon, mind control, cages/collars, size difference, oral sex, anal sex, vaginal sex, biting

Read on here or on AO3

🐺 A Filling Experience

knotting!dildo x f!reader (words: 9.8k)

Prompts: masturbation, sex toys, knotting

Summary: When you ordered this fantasy dildo, you were sure you picked a smaller size, but now that it's here, ready to be tested out, you can't fight its allure for long.

Additional Tags: explicit sexual content, vaginal sex, creampies, breeding, mating, possessed object

Read on here or on AO3

😈 Fork-Tongued Lover

m!demon x f!reader (words: 7.1k)

Prompts: demons, manipulation, anal play

Summary: Your boyfriend is a demon, and while you're not quite sure how that came to be, you are all in now - as he is all into you, literally, using his demonic powers to stretch your body to its limits until he can poke at your soul, eager to devour it (and you) whole.

Additional Tags: explicit sexual content, somnophilia, oral/vaginal/anal sex, cockwarming, deepthroating, deep penetration, overstimulation

Read on here or on AO3

🦑 A Special Little Toy

sentient!squid x f!reader (words: 1.2k)

Prompts: tentacles

Summary: One month ago, you found a little creature while skinny-dipping (or maybe it found you?). You took it in (quite literally) as your little pet, and this is how you nurture it.

Additional tags: explicit sexual content, assisted masturbation, double penetration, sentient sex toy, mirror sex, "object" insertion

Read on here

🎃 A Night to Remember (tumblr/AO3)

misc!monsters x f!reader (words: 1.5k)

Choose your own adventure smut series (part 1 of 6)! Can be read in succession or by choosing one of three options!

Summary: You are invited to a Halloween party in a mysterious house, promising a night full of surprises. Are you ready for this adventure?

First option (part 2 of 6)

👻 A Knife to Remember (tumblr/AO3)

ghostface x f!reader (words: 3.8k)

Prompts: masks/costumes, knife kink/knife play, anonymous sex

Second option (part 3 of 6)

🟩 A Shot to Remember (tumblr/AO3)

slime x f!reader (words: 2.8k)

Prompts: slime, tentacles, aphrodisiacs, triple penetration

Third option (part 4 of 6)

🐺 A Knot to Remember (tumblr/AO3)

m!werewolf x f!reader (words: 7.6k)

Prompts: werewolves, knotting, breeding

(part 5 of 6)

🦇 Fangs to Remember (tumblr/AO3)

m!vampires x f!reader (words: 3.6k)

Prompts: vampires, spitroasting, noncon, blood drinking

(part 6 of 6)

🐻 A Hug to Remember (tumblr/AO3)

m!shapeshifter x f!reader (words: 7.1k)

Prompts: aftercare, creampies, cockwarming

BONUS 1

🏚️ The House (tumblr/AO3)

misc!monsters x f!reader (words: 2.7k)

BONUS 2

🫦 The Marking (tumblr/AO3)

m!werewolf x f!reader (words: ?k)

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