Slime Study: Tik Tik's Findings
#18 of Tik Tik in the Big City
Now that she has learned much about Eshere's backstory, Tik Tik is ready to make her final report on the nature of slimes!
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From the Writings of Tik Tik:
The following documentation is of a feeding of a sex jelly with a mimic. Performing this feeding is my Scribe, Eshere, and the mimic known as Sis. Previous chapters detail who they are in greater detail. It is recommended that students read for more context.
Eshere had never felt the warmth of being embraced before. Despite their symbiotic relationship, her and Sis's connection was less about physical intimacy than it was about mutual survival. Once the kobold named Tik Tik had entered into their lives, however, Eshere began to learn all sorts of new things not only about her lifelong partner but about herself, as well.
Now taking on a humanoid form, Eshere's senses aroused to unfelt joys. She knew, on an instinctual and a conceptual level, that when she fed, it was off of fluids secreted in the throes of ecstasy.
"Sex Jelly": That's the term that Eshere coined for herself. Perhaps, she is the first of her kind? It was something she didn't quite know to embrace quite yet, but she was learning to hold dear to her.
Speaking of holding things dear--Sis, who had spent centuries mimicking various structures, now takes on a form of a plump and bountiful version of Eshere herself. Already, the touch of Eshere's slime affects the woman was they embrace. After all, her gelatinous body had a numbing, pleasing effect upon its victims.
A feeding--that's all this is supposed to be, and yet, it is more than that. Her fingers clasp Sis's cheeks, and she leans in, the two of them connecting mouth to mouth. The mimic's tongue was visible through the translucent gloop of Eshere's form. Sis shivered, tasting the cool, minty taste of her companion. It makes the mimic emerge from the wall behind them, wrapping more arms around Eshere's form, and pulling her up against itself in a powerful bear hug.
Multiple arms and legs pin her, grope her, explore her, and Eshere gasped as fingers probe into that mouth and push in through her emulated womanhood.
All the while, Tik Tik watched, giggling happily, but she was soon whisked away by a series of ropes that emerged from the floor, binding her up, holding her down, and spreading her legs apart, as another monstrous mouth opened up from between the floorboards, pressing its tongue against her kobold slit.
Eshere squirmed from the probing, groping grasp of the mimic, the one she had spent her life with, but never considered sharing pleasure with or feeding off of. Her eyes widened as Sis's main form approached, those large breasts right in front of the slime's face. Large, perky nipples leak with a milky substance, and Eshere could not help but watch with gaping mouth and quivering heart-shaped core.
"Aa... ah, please... S-Sis..." she groaned. "I'm hungry... please!"
Sis's mute mouth quirked in a pleased grin, but she glanced downward, hands gripping onto Eshere's ankles and pulling them apart.
Eshere gasped as she followed the glance, seeing there a large, throbbing pole of flesh, with a spasming opening leaking its own pearly substance. "S... sis!?" Eshere asked, at first, but quickly, her resolve changed. "Yes, go ahead, give it all to me!"
The hands pushed her down off the wall and onto the floor dick. Jelly squishes out of shape as the cock buries itself into it. Eshere screamed, rolling her eyes back and her tongue out, leaking as the sensation of being used as a fuck toy rocked her into losing her structural integrity.
Sis sauntered forward, her own form becoming less and less humanoid in shape, but as her face and her mouth and her head melt away, more and more of those lactating breasts emerge from her body, pressing up against Eshere's cheek, and squishing the slime up against the wall again. Eshere grabbed onto Sis's body with a need that went far beyond hunger. Lips latch onto the nipple in front of her, and as she suckled upon that teet, milk poured out into her very form, dispersing as it is digested by her fluids.
Hands grope at other breasts, squeezing the milk out and letting it pour all out over her. She rubbed her palms and arms all over Sis's body, soaking it up, drinking it in, but it isn't enough. It can't be enough, not with the flesh mound in front of her producing more and more and growing larger and larger.
Tik Tik panted, laying belly-down on the floor as the mimic's tongue played with her. She watched in wonder as the goo girl disappeared and what was left was nothing more than an orb of slime, shooting out long, stringy appendages that latch onto the monument of lactation before her.
Eshere's body became more opaque the more milk it absorbed from her companion, but her body, despite losing its shape, did not stop being fucked by the pole. The heart-core bounced and jiggled in the slime casing, and soon, the tip of the mimic cock poked even against that, jostling it around inside of Eshere's body.
Eshere tensed up, a scream filling the room before suddenly, all of her slime lost its hold. It splashed down into the ground, loose strands gripping onto the mimic's body as the rest spread onto the floor.
At the same time, Sis erupted from the massive cock, shooting off strand after strand of ropey jizz-stuff all over Eshere's plunging core. As soon as the thick hot fluid hit her heart, it congealed around her, taking in the shape of a small white blob. This blob shuddered as the dispersed parts of Eshere's form slid off of the floor and the walls and the mountain of tits, forming together into a barely-constituted humanoid form, sprawled out on the floor, eyes staring up at the ceiling, and chest heaving, mimicking being out of breath.
The fleshy bits of the mimic merge back into the facsimile of a house, returning the three back to some state of normalcy, but with Eshere and Tik Tik both on the floor, neither of them could talk for a bit as they gave each other quick looks.
It was from that taste of being lewd that Eshere finally discovered that there was no shame in what she was and that from now on, she would want to follow Tik Tik and learn all she can about the truth of sensuality.