Nothing Ventured
Cozy is out for another hike when she finds a mysterious cave. Spurned by curiosity and impulsivity, she investigates. Eventually, deep in the cave, she runs across a supernatural slime creature who just wants a pet for a little while. And since Cozy was the first visitor in a long time, the slime creature volunteers her to be her pet. Can the kitsune handle being repeatedly pumped full of slime in every hole she has? There’s only one way to find out.
Author's Note: My imagination kind of ran away with this one a bit. I indulged in some of my favorite fantasies, so hopefully, y'all enjoy it as much as I do. Happy Hypnovember Day 14! Enjoy reading about Cozy's slimy restraints.
While traipsing through the forest, Cozy came across a small opening in the hillside, mostly hidden by dense foliage. The kitsune's curiosity pushed her to brush the plant life to the side. As she peered into the hidden cave, she saw that the wide opening quickly narrowed into a passage that disappeared deeper into the cave.
Driven by fearlessness (or impulse), Cozy carefully climbed up into the cave entrance. Immediately, she felt the moisture thick in the air. A cool breeze drifted in through the dark passageway. She looked back over her shoulder at the sunlit forest, then decided to press forward.
Cozy opened her palm and concentrated. She felt her magical energy rush through her veins. The kitsune channeled that energy into her palm, where a bright, eldritch-green flame appeared. The surrounding area was illuminated with a faint white-green light.
The passageway snaked deep into the cave. After walking for a few minutes, Cozy noticed the elevation started to decrease. The passage wound itself in a tight spiral for a while before it opened into a large chamber.
She looked around the dark room. She could only see about two feet in either direction because darkness surrounded her in all directions. Apprehension started to sink like an anchor in her stomach. She thought about turning back, but something compelled her to move forward deeper into the chamber.
The floor grew sticky, and her boots squelched as she walked. She looked down and noticed a substance on the floor that seemed to glow a dim purple color. The kitsune knelt down and saw she was walking through a thin layer of slime. Cozy grimaced. As she stood up, she came face-to-face with a humanoid figure in the shape of a woman that seemed to be made of the same slime on the ground. She had long, wavy hair and an intimidatingly tall and broad frame. Her large breasts hung from her chest, and her
Cozy gasped, and the light in her palm went out. The slime creature seemed to study her as they stood.
“You trespass in my dwelling," she said as she tilted her head to the side. “What is it you seek?"
The kitsune blinked at the creature. “I guess I just wanted to explore," she said. Her heart rate quickened; this creature smelled of magic. “What – who – are you?"
The creature smiled. “My name is Rashara," she said. “This is my home. I don't get many… visitors."
Cozy looked around at the glowing slime on the ground. “I've never met a creature like you before," she said. “My name is Cozy. I'm sorry if I intruded."
The slime shook her head. “No, it's nice to have a visitor," she said. She took a step toward the kitsune and held out a hand to cup her cheek.
Cozy felt a rush to her head as soon as the slime made contact with her fur. “Woah," she said as she tried to maintain her balance. “What's going on?" She tried to take a step away from the slime, but she couldn't muster enough strength to lift her boots from the sticky floor.
“Stay a while," the slime said, and her voice sounded forlorn. “I can make it fun for you. I think I remember how your kind likes to have fun."
Slimy tendrils rose from the ground and wrapped themselves around the kitsune's ankles and snaked their way up her thighs. She was lifted in the air several feet, and the tendrils held her legs apart.
She looked down at Rashara in dazed confusion. “What are you doing?" she asked with slurred words. She felt warmth pulsating from the slime around her legs. It seemed to seep into her bloodstream and send that warmth through to her brain. Warm and fuzzy, thoughts became harder and harder for the kitsune to grasp.
“Having fun," Rashara responded. “I want you to forget about time and the outside world for a bit," she continued, and her voice seemed to echo in Cozy's head. “You want to stay here with me, as my pet."
“I want to stay here with you as your pet," Cozy repeated in a monotone. Her mind slowed until she felt like she was floating through a dense fog. She couldn't find any thoughts, just more fog everywhere she turned.
Slimy tendrils descended from the ceiling. One wrapped around each of her wrists, down to her armpits. They held her arms out from her body and supported her upper weight. Another tendril slowly descended from the ceiling and traced its way from the kitsune's cheek down past her collarbone, over her bulging breasts, past her navel, and under the hem of her shirt.
A tingle ran down Cozy's spine as the tendril ripped open her shirt. Her full breasts bounced as the shirt ripped away from her body. Two smaller tendrils descended from the ceiling and wrapped themselves around each of her nipples.
Cozy threw her head back and moaned as the tendrils squeezed and pinched at her nipples. The fog in her brain colored with lust as excitement grew in her belly. The thicker tendril from before coiled around each of her breasts greedily before it slipped down past her waistband. The denim fabric fell to the floor in ribbons as the tendril tore it from her body.
The fully nude kitsune moaned and writhed in her slimy constraints as the tendrils worked her over. The thick tendril trailed down her stomach, past her belly button, and right over her slit. It rubbed itself back and forth over that spot and coated itself in her wetness. Cozy gasped as the thick tendril pushed past her slick lips and pressed against her opening.
“I can feel how much you want it," Rashara said, and Cozy moaned her agreement. “You want me to fill you up with my slime, to fuck you until you can't take it anymore." Rashara could feel the kitsune's pleasure pulsing through her as her slime held onto Cozy. She could feel everything Cozy felt as long as they held the physical connection.
The tendril pushed past Cozy's entrance. She moaned loudly as it began to pump in and out of her deeper than anyone had gone before. Rashara, in turn, felt Cozy's pleasure as it built in her abdomen. Another tendril snaked up from the floor. It also coated itself in the kitsune's natural lubrication, but then it danced around to the backside of her. She felt that tendril slide deep into her asshole.
The kitsune cried out in pleasure as the two tendrils found a rhythm with each other. Her breasts bounced and swayed as the thicker tendrils fucked her. Another smaller tendril seemed to creep up from the floor and it wrapped itself around her clit.
Pleasure flooded through Cozy, and Rashara moaned in response. Her slime seemed connected directly to the vulpine woman's nervous system; everything Cozy felt, Rashara felt, too.
Rashara listened to the kitsune's moans echo loudly off the cave walls. Pleasure built in the pit of Cozy's stomach like a dam about to burst. When the wave of pleasure crashed down on the fox, her muscles tensed and spasmed.
The tendrils inside of Cozy exploded at the same time she did. Ropes of warm, sticky slime filled both of her holes until it started to drip out of her. Her mouth hung open in dazed satisfaction as her eyelids drooped.
“What a good pet," Rashara cooed as she caught her breath. “You like sharing your orgasms with me."
“I like sharing my orgasms with you," Cozy repeated in the same monotone from before. She gave Rashara a dopey grin.
Two more tendrils snaked their way up from the ground, thicker than the ones before. “You want to share more of them with me," the slime creature encouraged. “You want to share as many with me as you can until I'm done with you."
Cozy's whiskey-brown eyes grew more unfocused as the tendrils positioned themselves at her overflowing entrances. “I want to share my orgasms with you until you're done with me," she said in the monotone.
The tendrils plunged themselves into her waiting holes, sending a jolt of pleasure through both the kitsune and the slime creature. The longer she had direct contact with the slime, the more mindless the fox became. A line of drool formed between her dangling tongue and her chest where the other tendrils were still coiling around her nipples.
A third thick tendril descended from the cave ceiling and shoved itself into Cozy's slack-jawed mouth. Rashara groaned loudly as she watched her visitor have every hole of hers stretched and filled. She could feel Cozy's tight, slick walls gripping her tendrils as they thrust in and out of her.
The kitsune's moans were muffled by the tendril sliding down her throat. It tasted salty and sweet. Every time it thrust into the back of her throat, she felt like a little bit of slime was left on her tongue.
Rashara felt the dam about to burst again in the pit of her abdomen. Her tendrils thrusted harder, faster, sliding as deep into her body as they could go. She could see the slight bulge in the kitsune's stomach every time the head of the tendril inside of her pussy thrust all the way in.
Pleasure crashed down over Cozy once again. She felt all three tendrils tense and spasm at the same time she did, and more warm, sticky slime pumped into her. She felt her stomach getting fuller and fuller as slime pumped down her throat and into her abdomen from the bottom.
Rashara watched with glee as Cozy's stomach expanded and swelled with slime. The spent tendrils slipped right out of her as more slime leaked from her used holes. Before the kitsune could even catch her breath, three more tendrils – thicker still than the last – shoved themselves inside of her.
The slime creature felt Cozy's body immediately grip the tendrils as they fucked her. Her new pet was as insatiable as she was, and Rashara intended to take full advantage of Cozy's willingness to serve. She watched with growing excitement as the tendril inside the kitsune's pussy pushed on her already bulging stomach enough that Rashara could see the outline of it pressing against her skin.
Within minutes, more slime pumped into Cozy as her third orgasm overcame her. She panted in a combination of exhaustion and excitement. Slime steadily oozed out of her and dripped onto the cave floor.
Rashara marveled at the sight. “Such a good little pet," she cooed. “You're so full of me already I don't think you can handle any more. You might just burst." The kitsune whined and tried to rub her legs together. “No? You think you can handle more?"
Cozy broke out into her dopey, dazed grin as she nodded. Three more tendrils, still larger than the last, appeared in front of her.
Cozy flinched as she awakened in the mouth of the cave. Sunlight filtered in past the foliage and illuminated most of the opening. Confused, she looked down at herself. She still had on her clothes, and her stomach was normal-sized. Her confusion sank in more deeply as she looked around the cave.
To her surprise, there was no passageway. She could see the back wall of the cave from where she lay. The kitsune pulled herself into an upright position. Flashes of her being held captive in the air by slime tendrils played in her mind. Was it all a dream? She rubbed the drool from the corner of her mouth with the back of her paw.
Her eyes widened in shock when she looked down at her forest green fur and saw a small streak of glowing purple slime.