Blunder of Slime
There are many who wander into the lair of slimes and slime-like creatures who find themselves at the mercy of the gooey monsters, but there are times in which the slimes should be smart enough to let certain would-be victims go, lest they be victims themselves.
Black clouds bruised the sky and broke open with a crack of thunder to let loose a downpour on the forest below. The sound of orange leaves being struck by sharp drops of water drowned out any other noise except for the occasional crack of thunder followed by a flash of lightning somewhere in the distance that turned the sky to stark white. A chill wind would pick up and howl through the forest, from time to time, shaking the trees as if threatening to rip the weaker ones from their roots and topple them down to the ground. A cliff stood against the rain at the center of the forest with a cave cut from the center. Most creatures were already hiding in their burrows and hovels. Any person was probably far away from the forest in whatever city or town they lived in taking shelter within the warmth of their homes, or at the very least, should have been. At the mouth of the cave, a lone adventure stood drenched in a poncho with the hood drawn up over their head. They shook themselves, water falling everywhere as they sighed and reached to bring the hood back. It was a bat with orange eyes and dark auburn fur shivering from the cold of the water still clinging to his body. Again the bat tried shaking himself in an attempt to get the rest of the cold water off, but it was no good. The bat would need to dry off another way. He reached into the pack at his side and produced a small stone. A few steps into the cave he gave the stone a squeeze and tossed it onto the ground where a fire began to grow and crackle. Out from his pack, he pulled out a blanket that he set down on the ground before he stripped from his wet clothing to set it by the fire. With a sigh, he sat before yawning, eyes closing as he moved to lie down despite the fact that he hadn't seen what was in the cave looming above him watching from the darkness.
Above the slumbering bat, a creature watched with a grin. Glowing green eyes flashed in the darkness, something descending from the ceiling of the cave inch by inch until the light of the fire illuminated what it was. The creature was a formless gelatinous mass colored a pale black with two eyes of sharp emerald. Their entire body reflected the flickering campfire and as they landed, the mass of slime rose up to take the shape of a feline. A grin stretched from ear to ear as they slid across the ground, moving with the utmost care to not make a single noise as they approached the slumbering bat. The creature's grin shrunk to an almost tender mocking smile with their feline ears pulled back as they leaned down to lie on the bat and wrap their arms around him. Bit by bit they stretched themselves around the slumber bat and brought up slimy digits to gently stroke the bat's cheek.
With a whisper as soft as a spring breeze, they leaned close to the bat's ear to rouse him, "Wake up little wanderer." The bat's eyes opened slowly before they grew wide with fright, but the slime's voice was there to keep him calm, "Shhh...Remain calm. I'm not going to harm you, not going to eat or even think of doing anything nasty to you. I just want you to stay with me to keep me warm from that horrible draft outside. Dream with me little wanderer and become mine."
The bat's eyes turned half-lidded and his voice came out hollow, "I...Become yours?"
A soft sigh escaped the slime's mouth as they leaned in to plant a gentle kiss on the bat's head, "Yes...Here in my embrace, in my spell you'll become mine soon enough, become just like me and we can even make a family together you and I. Doesn't that sound nice?"
The bat shuddered and nodded, "Yes...I...I want this, but...But I feel cold. I feel so alone for some reason even though you're here. I'm frightened."
Being roused so suddenly must have panicked the poor bat for a few moments before the slime's spell took hold. Such things happened and left latent marks of fear on the slime's new friends. The slime truly did not wish for the bat to suffer and so they leaned in close to plant their lips against the bat's.
Again the bat's eyes grew wide as he leaned into the kiss. Mouth's pressed and melded together as the slime's paws caressed and touched the bat's cheeks through the fur gently. The bat himself let out little moans and a pleased smile crossed his features as his wings slowly edged free of the slime's hold to return the loving caress. At first, the slime seemed just as engrossed in the kiss, but soon their digits began to weaken for some reason and their paws fell away from the bat's cheeks. Before long the bat was on his knees freed from the creature's grasp with the slime lying on the ground with their head held up by the cheeks to continue the deep kiss, the bat pressing his tongue deep inside of the slime's mouth before slowly pulled away to let out a deep sigh.
Laughter rang out from the bat's mouth as he brought his nose against the slime's to watch those flickering green eyes as they stared at him, dazed and most likely just a bit confused. Sorus hadn't thought that he would find someone to snack on in the cave, and perhaps, if the slime had been intent on killing him instead of trying fruitlessly to subdue him with spells and poison too weak to affect his kind, then maybe he would have been dead. He supposed he should be thanking the slime for giving him the opportunity to enjoy a snack and a little exercise before sleeping. The evening was young and the feast had just begun, thankfully, he was already nude and prepared for a bit of fun.
Carefully, Sorus urged the creature up onto their knees and at the same time brought himself up to stand. He moved his wing to grab onto his cock with the digits of his hand, passing it up and down against the slime's cheek as he began to speak, "So you thought to capture me for yourself, but look at you now, at my back and call with my cock getting hard against your cheek. Just one kiss and you're already like this, didn't even struggle, didn't even put a fight. Pathetic...Open your mouth."
The slime obeyed without question and the bat savored the feeling of placing the tip of his uncut cock against the slime's cool and sticky tongue. Sorus loved watching the way those underneath his power acted, the way they seemed to squirm and dance to his every push and pull. He could see those yellow eyes flashing with life, but at the same time, a certain haze clouded those eyes letting him know the hooks of his influence were dug in deep. Gentle lips clamped around the tip of his member and began to suckle even without his permission before he slowly drove himself deeper inside of the slime's maw. He reached down to hold onto their head, claws pressing against the gelatinous mass to hold them in place. They looked up at him with those dreamy eyes and their body trembled as he continued to edge every inch of his cock inside of their mouth until his balls touched the chin. The creature's form was dripping and less solid than before, but still they remained in the shape of a feline just as the bat began to move his hips back and forth to start fucking the slime's throat.
There had been no reason to be gentle and so the bat held the slime's head and used it like a sex toy, thrusting and pounding inside without care while his balls slapped against the creature's soft chin. He moaned and shuddered as he felt the slime's throat squeezing around his shaft and brought a foot up to press down on the slime's shoulder to give himself extra leverage as he continued thrusting inside. With the slime's mouth and throat working his cock, it didn't take long for him to let loose. Hot cum sprayed from the tip of his shaft and the creature dutifully drank down every drop while the bat continued to thrust.
Sorus felt the last few drops drip out of his cock and he sighed happily as he pulled his shaft free of the hypnotized slime's mouth. He still felt energized from the initial kiss and his cock still twitched with life and lust as he looked down at the slime who was now opening their mouth wide to show them that every drop of cum had been taken care of. Such an adorable sight had him stroking at his own member, loving the sensation of the slick goo lubing his shaft. There was more to do before he could sleep and so he leaned down to take hold of the slime's cheeks again and bring them up into a deep kiss to drink deep of that life. He felt his body shiver as the warmth of life drained slowly from the slime's body and filled him. Sorus could feel the strings of consciousness being cut away from the slime's mind as he continued indulging in his hunger, but he stopped as he felt the last wire about to snap. Killing his game had never been enjoyable, and it was better to let them be awake for him to enjoy the next part.
When he dragged his mouth away it was with a wet pop and deep sigh, his mouth curling up into a grin. The slime was left panting and their own paws came up to reach for Sorus' cheek as if begging for the bat to not leave. Sorus turned to kiss each of the slime's paws before whispering, "I won't be leaving anytime soon. There is still so much to do isn't there? That heat boiling through my body must be shared through our little connection right? So you know what I want."
The slime spoke through panting, "I...Yes, yes, of course, I just thought you would be done with me, that you would want to leave me."
Sorus brought his mouth over the slime's again and smiled as he felt the creature's entire body shiver against his sudden kiss. He did not feed on the slime this time, and yet, he continued to reaffirm his influence with every little movement of his lips against the slime's mouth. Again his tongue dipped inside the slime's maw before he slowly pulled away.
The slime was trembling like a leaf, both of their paws pressed up against their own cheeks as if they were trying to hold themselves together. Sorus chuckled after a moment of appreciating just how broken up the slime's state was, "On all fours for me, raise your rear for me, you know what I want."
Without question, without pause, the slime turned on all fours before raising their hips high into the air to present their rear. Sorus took hold of each cheek gently and spread, loving the feel of the goo beneath his digits and loving the fact that the slime had seemed so eager to relinquish control. Slowly he brought the tip of his cock to the slime's rear where he pressed inside slowly, shivering as he felt the cool gel engulf his shaft. Perhaps he should have taken it slow to truly savor the feeling of taking the slime, but instead, he dove right in, thrusting his hips forward with a happy sigh as he felt every inch of his cock being squeezed and massaged by the slime's insides.
A quiet curse slipped from his mouth as he jolted with every thrust. The slime moved with every thrust, hips bucking backward to try and keep the bat inside of their body as they moaned and squealed with pleasure. There was the urge to nibble on that precious emotion and life ebbing and flowing from the slime's body, but instead, the vampire let his darling victim enjoy every single second of his cock pressing deep inside of them. His shaft twitched and throbbed as he worked harder to stretch the slimes sizable rump. He could hear them begging for more and he moved to oblige, needing little to no urging to take advantage.
Sorus looked down at the slime, watching their body twist and shake as he slammed inside, but there was something more he was looking at. He watched all the little sparks of their life pouring off of their body in vivid colors and shapes twisting and turning in tune to the song of the slime's emotions running wild. That emotion pushed and fueled a great chunk of that spiritual release that served as a way of nourishing and enriching himself. He could take if he wanted, but instead, he allowed himself to marvel at it while continuing to pound inside of that rear.
A pressure began building in his gut the faster he moved, his balls tightening and his cock throbbing violently as he kept back his orgasm to savor the situation. From where he was, he could still hear the rain crashing down so there was no sense in rushing things just yet, but it was nearly impossible to keep his climax back. The slime's insides felt almost tailor-made for his cock. Every inch of their insides squeezed and pressed down on his cock in just the right ways, and yet at the same time spread to his every thrust to let him do as he pleased. Every time he pulled his hips back, it felt as if the slime's insides were clinging onto his cock for dear life. At this point, his ears were pulled back and his eyes were shut tight as he gnashed his fangs together in an attempt to keep himself steady, but the sensations were too strong for him to resist. With one last thrust, his orgasm poured out inside of the slime's rear and they moaned aloud before collapsing onto the floor. Sorus held on tight to the slime's hips while pumping forward, grunting with every new rope of cum painting the black slime's insides. When he was finally done he pulled back and got up with a happy sigh, looking down at his handy work.
The slime was a panting mess. Their form had nearly lost all shape of a feline and a good portion of their body was a puddle beneath them as they struggled to keep themselves together and coherent. Sorus was certain that they wouldn't be bothering him anytime soon. Stretching, he realized he wasn't very tired. Sure, he didn't feel like going another round, but sleeping was out of the question. With a shrug, he wandered to the mouth of the cave while listening. The rain sounded less violent now and he couldn't hear any more thunder. When he was at the mouth, he saw the orange-leaved forest out before him and he smiled. The storm had calmed down to a light shower and the howling winds had turned into a cool breeze that caused him to shiver. Seeing that he wasn't in any danger of being caught in this horrible storm, he wondered if he should return to his home or not. Maybe after he toyed around a bit more with that slime. With a grin he turned to return to his slumbering slime, not to drink from them and not from necessity, but rather for his own enjoyment to use the slime as his own personal toy, for just a bit longer.