#slime x human

[bunnis-monsters]

Always with you

Male!Slime x Fem!Reader

Bunni’s Monstertober Event

Oct 4th

Oct 3rd

Oct 5th

warnings: he’s inside you in public, portable and pocket sized bf, trying to hold back moans while he’s wriggling inside

summary: Every day when you go to work, your lover ends up so lonely! So he decides to come with you, even when you say to stay home…

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Your lover was being pretty pouty today. The two of you were different species, him a slime, and you a human, and sometimes that brought along… certain problems.

“Baby, I said you can’t come you work with me…”

He shined at you… a grown man, huffing and pouting. “But you’re gone all day! I barely get to see you…”

The wet, gooey feeling of him burying his face into your neck made you sigh softly. “It’s just one more day… then you’ll have me all weekend.”

He held onto your hips, trying to bite and nip at you so your neck was covered in hickeys… but he was much too soft. It was aggravating, being such a wobbly and gooey thing!

But in remembering the shortcomings of his species, he got an idea…

You left for work early the next morning, your boyfriend curled up next to you with the blanket over his head. Honestly, you did feel bad leaving him alone every day, but you had to make sure the bills were paid and food was in the fridge.

“I’m off, sweetheart… love you…”

It was a little hurtful when he didn’t respond… but you told yourself he was just asleep.

You didn’t see a little ball of goop following after you, giggling quietly and hitching a ride on your pants leg.

As soon as you sat down in an important business meeting, you felt a very familiar slimy sensation move up your leg. You couldn’t really do much about it, this meeting had high stakes!

But you couldn’t help but let out a whimper when you felt the slime sink into your cotton panties, surrounding your pussy.

It wasn’t long until you were being stuffed full of it, your legs held apart by sticky slime on either side of your chair.

To keep yourself quiet, you bit your lip, trying your best not to moan as your lover moved in and out of you, pressing against that special spot that had you coming around him almost instantly.

He absorbed your cum, swelling inside of you and spurting out cum of his own into your womb.

When the wriggling started, you had to hold onto the armrests of your chair to ho back a moan.

This was going to be a long meeting…

A few hours later, you held onto your pocket sized boyfriend, pouting at him. “Was all of that necessary? You could have just ridden along in my purse…”

“B-but I wanted to show everyone you’re mine!” he said, his voice high pitched and squeaky due to being separated from his main body.

And when the next person went to sit in that chair, they were surprised to find a wet, sticky mess there…

He certainly showed them.

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[monstersflashlight]

Would love a Story about a pleasureslime that would function as a toy, like it can move itself form itself, etc and you can buy more and fuse them, but then it gets out of control and you become the toy. Non gendered person x slime

Hi darling! I'm so sorry this took so much to answer. But here it is. Hope it was worth the wait.

Tw: heavy dub-con

When the pleasure slime was released into the market you were one of the first ones to get it. You were beyond excited to get your hands on one. And it was great. You never thought so

mething as malleable as slime could give you such amount of pleasure. It was insane in a way that made your brain fuzzy and your hole clench around it. It was the best experience of your life.

So you became addicted.

Addicted to the point where you couldn't help getting a new one. And a new one. And a new one. You stacked them over and over, it was one of the perks of the product. You could get as many as you want and stack them to create a bigger one, one with more functions. One... better. And good lord was it better... It was phenomenal.

It was the experience of a lifetime and you couldn't hold yourself together as you came over it, covered in it. The slime was smooth and prelubed so it was just... perfect. It sucked and probed and poked. You were beyond yourself with it. So much that you got late to work at least three times because you got wrapped up in it to the point of losing sense of reality. It was THAT good.

So you got a new one.

At that point in time the slime was almost as big as you. But that only made it better. It was the best lover you ever had, so pliant and excitable under you, over you, inside of you. It reached parts of you that were unexplored before. It reached every erogenous zone at once and it drove you crazy with pleasure.

So you got more.

It became bigger than you, stronger in a way, but it was so soft. The idea that it could literally consume you drove you into a frenezy of pleasure. But then things turned weird.

At first it was just tiny things, reaching around you without any control, touching you in places you didn't have control over... You didn't mind it that much. Until one day you woke up with the pleasure slime holding you down and fucking into every hole in your body. Your moth gagged, your hole clenching around its girth. It was scary but so, so pleasurable your eyes were rolling into your head.

It fucked you until you were sore. And then some more. Your body held in its mass as you squirmed with what felt like the thousand orgasms in a row. It fucked your throat, your needy hole... And at the same time it worked every single pleasure point in your body. It was maddening, your brain almost to the point of breaking. You didn't know what time it was, where you were or what you were anymore.

You became the sex toy of your sex toy... and you didn't mind it.

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[specsthesecond]

Slime partner who's obsessed with consuming you.

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Slimes can absorb liquids and turn them into energy. You've always been happy to give your slime partner some food but they've become a little.... Obsessive.

Whenever you fuck they have to eat you out, they have to taste you every time. One time they ate you out for so long they made you squirt and that just made it ten times worse because they want you to do that every time now.

When they finally fuck you, they make you bounce on their dick with your tongue sticking out so all your spit trails down into their mouth. Very big fan of spit play, their kisses are sooo sloppy and messy.

They like it when you cry from how good it feels, from the overstimulation. They lick up your tears and carry on overstimulating your oversensitive body. Making your pussy cry and then slurping that up too.

They even absorb the sweat from your body during after sex cuddles.

They consume parts of you and their hunger has definitely started to influence you as well. You want to consume them like they consume you.

You insist on sucking their slimy dick and swallowing every drop of their cum, you whine when their cum drips out of you and make them cockwarm you longer to keep it in. You initiate the sloppy kisses, sucking their tongue and licking into their mouth swallowing as much of them as you can. You hold their soft, jelly-like body close to you like you're trying to absorb them into your skin.

You're just consumed by each other <3

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[nya-ppai]

monster hunter wilds yuri (arachnophobia slime x fem!hunter)

[monstersholygrail]

I really really like the idea of getting fucked buy a slime girl soooo much, she'd lean down and rub her tits on mine while pounding me and using her dick to press into all the right spots and maybe even make a little nub to rub my clit when she thrusts in

Yessss anon, got me squirming right now.

Slime gf is grinding her body against yours and just drenching you in her slime, making sure her scent is all over you. The softness of your body and your hard nipples against hers stimulates you both till you’re shaking. You can see the tremors of her body with each thrust.

She pounds away inside your dripping pussy, her dick reaching deeper and deeper inside you with every snap of her hips as she can control and lengthen her size to her own will. Furiously torturing you and giving you no relief. Hitting a new spot inside you every time.

You cry out raggedly, being taken to new heights of pleasure. As your pussy contracts around hers she can sense you’re getting close. So as to further torture you she shifts her cock into a pussy that’s as pretty as yours.

Lifting up your leg she grinds her pussy lips against yours, bumping clits savagely as though she’s gone into heat. You whine, your back arching as you desperately rub yourself off, briefly missing her cock before the overwhelming clitoral stimulation sets in that make you see stars.

Slime gf uses her slime as the most tantalizing lube you’ve ever felt. Her slime mixing with both your essences that gush and pool from your leaking cunts. Your mind and body feel like they’re on cloud nine as your orgasm starts to build again from the tight friction of your gf’s sweet cunt.

All you can sense is when she lifts off you and you whine loudly for a moment before she’s shifting her slime and slamming her cock back inside you. That whine immediately turning into a roaring scream.

“Sorry, love. Needed my cock for what I’m about to do to you. Gonna fill this sweet sweet pussy up to the brim,” she whispers in your ear. Reaching a hand down she twists your clit between her fingers as her pace quicks and you begin to shake. So so close. “Go on now, cum f’me and milk my dick for all it’s worth.”

That’s all it takes for the cord in your belly to snap and you burst all over her cock, clenching down your walls on her length. Your orgasm crashes through you in waves that you can’t help but get swept up in it. Loud cries leave your lips, your body convulsing and contorting to get more of her length inside you.

Slime gf doesn’t mind helping you with that. Through clenched teeth she continues to ram her cock inside you, working you through your orgasm. Only when it starts to fade away does she let go herself. With a final thrust she spills her hot cum inside your cunt till she floods your womb with her release. You gasp at the sensation as it sends you into another climax just as she had planned.

Grinding the base her cock into your clit she helps to further stimulate you both. The two of you weakly shaking as the exhaustion settles in. Slime gf slumps on top of you, exhaling in a content relief. Her slime also providing and a nice cooling effect to your overheated body as she snuggles with you and holds you close. Her softening cock staying buried deep inside you to keep you filled up with all of her.

[ozzgin]

https://www.tumblr.com/ozzgin/754450859184865280/how-abt-human-streamer-having-monster-stalker THIS DISH LOOKS AS IF IT WANTS TO JUMP INTO THE READER'S MOUTH. I think Slime monsters could pull this off, they probably have a kink for being eaten☠️☠️☠️ ----🧥

Referencing Monster Streaming. Gender neutral reader, mildly NSFW, shady business overall, vore? Does it count as vore?

Slime!Viewers sneaking a piece of themselves in the food before shipping it to Streamer!Reader and excitedly waiting for them to eat it.

They probably beat the jelly while watching the livestream, delirious and obsessed with the sight of Reader unknowingly consuming parts of themselves. There’s something terribly perverted about it, and they love it.

They could argue that technically, it counts as being inside Reader. While it will always remain their dirty little secret, they can’t help the smug grin whenever they read the horny comments in Reader’s chat; for some, it’ll forever be just a fantasy.

[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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[blueberryxbloom]

♡ 𝐑𝐞𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐄𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 ♡

[𝙎𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙗𝙛𝙭𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧]

There is nothing better than a bath in the summer heat. The feeling of cool, refreshing water against your skin, combined with the scent of your favorite candle and the soft, comforting embrace of bubbles, never fails to relax you and put a smile on your pretty face.

As you submerge yourself in the water, you can feel it gently massaging your muscles, relaxing your body. The sensation is both calming and rejuvenating, as if the water is washing away all your stress and worries.

It feels so good, too good, way too good.... for it to just be water. You glace at your tights, and sure enough, it wasn't just water touching your skin. There was a small blueish part of your slime boyfriend that he separated from his main body and was now gliding over your tights.

As you lifted him up with your fingers, his small jelly-like body suddenly formed a small mouth and goey eyes, and he pouted dramatically.

You looked at him, and asked, "What are you doing, darling?"

He wobbles and wiggles in your hand, desperately clinging to your skin, as he whines, "You left me alone. It felt awful being separated from you. I just wanted to be with you."

"I told you I was going to take a bath," you said, placing him down on the bathtub tray. "You can't just stick to me all the time. Sometimes I need some alone time," you added.

He sulks, his slime form slumping down onto the bathtub tray and spreading out into a puddle. "But I want to be with you," he complained, his voice whiny and childish. From the little goey puddle, two hands form making grabby motions, reaching out toward you.

Let me take a bath with you" he begged. "I can clean your back and massage your shoulders. Please, please let me join you,"he added, trying to convince you.

"Alright, alright, you can join me, "you said.

He immediately regained his round solid shape, and his expression lit up at your words, his goey eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Yay!" he exclaimed cheerfully as he bounced on the bathtub tray and landed with a splash in the water.

"That's more like it!,"he said as he wriggled enthusiastically in the water. "Now I can get back to what I love doing best, touching and loving you, my dear!"

As you leaned back in the tub, with your head resting against the edge and your eyes closed. He happily resumed his affectionate care, sliding across your body in a gentle and soothing manner. He takes great pleasure in touching and caressing you.

At some point, his small slime form rejoined his entire slime form, soaking up most of the water. He then oozed and flowed around you like a second skin. With each movement he made, he cleaned every inch of your body, leaving a refreshing coolness that soothed the summer heat.

𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚎

𝘐𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘖𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘈𝘪𝘯𝘻 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮.

[tsuutarr]

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Our ghost delivery man may interest you if you’d like to fully immerse yourself in the sensation of being touched – he can spread you wide open on his invisible cock, his ghostly hands all over your skin.

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[mister-carnival]

Lost in You

[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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[yellowelectroslime]

Can you do headcanons or a fic for Alastor being involved with a single mother? The idea is based on the fic https://archiveofourown.org/works/47489320/chapters/127929073?view_adult=true <- but if you want to do it from before he dies that’s cool

[notes: i love human alastor so im gonna do that :D also im so invested in that series now but its not completed yet FRICK thank u tho]

OK SO LIKE-

Alastor is a GENTLEMAN he will treat all women RIGHT

I think its BASICALLY cannon (not really) that alastor grew up as a mama’s boy with an abusive/bad/absent father right?

He hates the fact that there are some husbands who would LEAVE their wives to take care of a child

THE NERVE OF SOME PEOPLE disrespectful

Alastor is known for his amazing chivalry, so obviously he would be the one to step up and help you

U worked at the same radio station as an assistant on the sidelines so u and alastor knew each other and were pretty close

He knew that u were dating someone and he knew when u were pregnant

he would be lying if he said he wasnt a little jealous and sad

when he heard that you’re “boyfriend/husband” broke up with you and left you by yourself while u were 7 months pregnant

let me tell you this.

he was FURIOUS

he probably killed the guy and ate him that very night lol

the next day was a day off for both of you so he showed up at your doorstep with a bag of groceries and another bag of your favourite comfort food

your heart MELTED but you wouldn’t let yourself love after what happened with HIM

it took some time for u to open yourself to love again and BOY was it a good idea

Alastor 100% would cook for u 🫶 (cough cough ahaha.)

will take care of u and the child :D and wont let anything bad happen to either of u

overall: 999999/10 dad (he’s loosing the 1 point cuz……. he’s alastor.)

[luxthestrange]

TTIGRAAS Incorrect quotes#50 Family

Veldora, leaning on the counter: Hey beautiful, come here often?

Y/n*Making pancakes knowing its milim's favorite with honey,looks unimpressed at him* Is this the part where I remind you we've been married for four years or do I play along?

Veldora: Play along!

Y/n: Alright. Sorry, I'm not interested, I'm married

-Moments later-

Milim*In her jammies hugging a Rimuru plushie rubbing her eyes and looking at her "dad" crying on the floor*...OH PANCAKES!-*Jumps over him and giggles as you kiss her cheek*

Veldora*Back from the 'dead', offended gasp*MILIM!YOU, DAD, WAS DEAD CRYING ON THE FLOOR!-MPPG!?-*was shushed by you shoving pancake into his mouth, sniffles as you also kiss his cheek*

Y/n: Honey It's too early for drama, eat your pancakes...

[specsthesecond]

Slime bf whose slime is sticky and super stretchy so you guys can be literally attached at the hip lol.

When you want to get up from cuddles he whines at you and as you walk away he just stretches himself so that half of him is still attached to you and the other half is on the bed

If he gets really impatient he'll pull his body together, pulling you with him back to the bed so that he's whole again and you're stuck to his side, as you should be.

You basically always have a piece of your boyfriend on you at all times. It calms him to always be touching to you in some way and it helps him know where you are when you're not close.

Maybe it's a little weird when he suggests you don't need underwear because he can be your makeshift underwear. Maybe it's a little worrying that he has to be attached to you at all times or he gets extremely anxious.

But you love him so much so why would you have a problem with that anyway, right?

꒷꒦💚꒷꒦

[idiotmf]

Dom AMAB reader x sub fem!slime

This is a bit different, since it's a request. It's not much, I don't really vibe with writing from the perspective of doms...

Did my best, although it took me embarrassingly long, haha.

Working on two more things, one is just a little scenario, and the other is the regular sub AFAB kind.

(and of course the potential interactive story has been on my mind all day since the poll hehe)

NSFW, MDNI

Wondering about the dense forest, injured and alone, you come across a small hut. It's dilapidated, wrapped in vines, and judging from the outside, it looks abandoned.

You check the door, and just as expected, it is unlocked. Opening it, you glance around, surprised that the inside seems quite well-kept. There's a big bed next to a smaller one, wooden toys meant for children, and other knick-knacks strewn about. Your eyes lock with those of a beautiful woman, and your mouth falls open.

Her body is entirely made out of slime, and you can look right through her greenish form; despite seeming sticky and like she could collapse into a puddle at any moment, she has quite the curves. Her tits are huge, thicker than her overall body. You were sure that if a human had those, their spine would simply snap from the weight, yet she carries them seemingly effortlessly.

The woman glances at you, then down at your wound; it doesn't look like she is offended that you basically broke into her house; rather, she looks worried.

“Oh, dear, are you alright, adventurer?” Her voice sounds gentle, nurturing even, and by the toys laying around and the amount of beds, you can tell she has a child of her own. Before you could even think to answer, your legs give out, your vision spinning from the blood loss and exhaustion after running from an attacker for hours.

You jolt awake after what feels like seconds to you, but judging by the bright moon outside, it must've been hours. A familiar female voice is ushering a kid to sleep, singing a gentle song that threatens to make you doze off alongside the young, bluish slime boy. When gentle snoring fills the room, the woman turns her head towards you, her tits bouncing heavily as she gets back up from her crouching position.

“I see you're awake,” she speaks softly, quiet enough so the boy won't wake, walking over to you, her thick, slimy thighs rubbing against each other in the process. She hands you a cup of water before leaving you to once again rest, settling into the other bed with her child to leave you sleep on hers.

Weeks pass by in a flash, and by the time you're better, the slime woman and you are quite close. You even watch her kid once or twice. She is sweet, a nice lady who gladly let you stay with her since you could perform some of the heavier labor that she couldn't do, despite her malleable form.

Most days, while the kid is at the local village to attend school, the two of you spend your free time hidden in her cottage. She pretty quickly developed a taste for your cum, barely able to contain herself until her kid finally leaves for the day, just so she can suck your cock.

Her favorite thing these days was taking it all the way in the back of her throat, using her form to squeeze you tightly. She would let you fuck her face any time of the day, as long as no one is around, making eye contact with you while you pound into her drooling hole.

Thanks to her translucent form, you can see every single one of your thrusts in her; sometimes she even stretches her tongue to wrap it all the way around your fat shaft, wringing out every last drop of your delicious seed.

“What a good girl,” you coo, pulling on her slimy hair to fuck harder into her throat as she kneels there, just letting you pound into her face. All she lets out are submissive whimpers, her throat periodically tightening around your cock while she greedily swallowed every single inch of it. You finally felt your orgasm rise, pulling out of her mouth without care just to unleash a thick stream of cum all over her fat tits. Without even waiting, her tongue extends, lapping up every single drop from her own skin like her life depends on it. 

“Oh, we can't let it go to waste, dear.” Her tongue reaches out to clean your cock, despite you having stepped back to clean yourself off with a towel. After a few moments her tongue retracts, shrinking in size once more, just as she locks her juicy lips, making sure truly no drop of your precious seed goes to waste.

[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.