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Slime Play

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Fireknightflame

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Landri sprawled, the anthro-type Zoroark lying with a leg flung out over the arm of the sofa. She took up plenty of room there, being a little larger than most, though the magazine held lightly in her hands was spread to a page on beauty that, really, she didn't think she at all needed. It may have been a little cocky to consider that she was "too good" for that kind of thing, but the hermaphrodite Zoroark just didn't spend too much time thinking about that. There were more important things in life and, well, she already had all the assets she needed.

Her clothes may have hidden her male half, breasts rising softly through the fabric of her one-shoulder shirt, but the fact that she always had a condom on down there, just to contain the leakage, was telling in itself. She needed to keep it on but there were times where she simply didn't care either (that was a running theme with her) and just slung a blanket over herself to mop it up, going without the condom. It could, after all, become uncomfortable after a while with it on.

Her head picked up, her pink and white hair falling back from her face and muzzle with the ringing of the doorbell. That was strange... Nobody else was supposed to be there while Moxxy was at work.

Still, there was only one answer to the doorbell and she rose fluidly, her thighs thick and the heft of her breasts oddly balancing her just so. It had been so long for Landri, however, that maybe she had just gotten used to all the little things she needed to do to carry her weight a little better, the swing of her hips and tail following the lines of her motion too.

Strangely enough, there was no one at the door, only a small, brown package that she brought inside, turning it over in her hands as she did so.

"What on earth... Hey, who left this package here? Is that for us? Me? Sheesh!"

Landri licked her lips, the Zoroark setting it on the table. Being that it was addressed to both her and Moxxy, it had to be from friends of theirs, though no one had said that they were sending anything over to them, which was strange enough in itself. It would have been rude of her to open it alone, even though she was sure too that Moxxy would not have minded.

That decision, however, was taken out of her hands, something catching the corner of her eye. When she turned her head, all she saw was the box on the table, shrugging it off, not quite pausing to consider what it might have been. Maybe there was something to watch on TV?

But the shifting scrape of something within that box could not be denied, the box juddering and catching her eye yet again, letting Landri know that what she had seen the first time had not simply been her over-active imagination. She eyed it suspiciously, approaching as if she was expecting it to jump at her, poking the box with just the tip of one finger.

"Hey... What's this? Hello? Oh my god..."

She might have felt a little silly talking to a box, but she swore it chirped back at her, her lips pursed together. Would it really do any harm for her to open the box, if only to find out what was inside? Would Moxxy mind?

The box shivered, making up her mind for her.

However, what she found inside as the lid of the box slid up, breaking the seal, was nothing that she had ever seen before, even though strange creatures such as the little one inside the box were to be found in their lands, of course. The slime creature bobbed, what seemed to be a head, up, stretching like a worm, wriggling back and forth, a few inches in length - but even that was hard to tell when it kept shifting back and forth.

"Wow... Hello down there! Ohhh, you're so cute! I'm gonna name you...Muffins! Muffins the... Er..." Her nose quivered, lower jaw slightly slack. "What are you? Muffins the what? Oh!"

The slime gurgled softly, wriggling back and forth, but it was hard for her to see just what it was, different shades of blue and perhaps even green shimmering through its skin, which almost seemed translucent. Bubbling up to "bop" her fingertip, the slime chirped again and Landri could not help but smile in turn. It was so friendly!

"Well... You can't do any harm, can you? But there's no note... Like, who wouldn't leave a note with a cute little thing like you?"

She might have been both right and wrong with that statement, considering that there was something there that had not been before. Who sent a slime creature through the mail anyway? It didn't make sense but the Zoroark was not so concerned about that as she paced lightly into the kitchen, letting it sit on her shoulder. She was not naked at that time but the bulge of her shaft through the underwear on her bottom half betrayed the outline of the condom around the head of her cock, the leakage already prominent there.

Quivering on her shoulder, the slime ached with desire.

"Hey - you!"

Landri laughed, trying to do the dishes as the slime dipped into her T-shirt, the V-shape cutting down between her breasts, leaving little to the imagination. To be fair, the shirt had not always looked like that, revealing most of her breasts, but after it had ripped she hadn't had the heart to throw it out when it was still so comfortable to wear around the house. The lewd effect it left behind, showing the rounding rise of her tits, however, was something that she would not have denied that she also enjoyed.

It wriggled around, tickling her nipple, and Landri could not help but quiver, every part of her body so very sensitive, though there was little that could compare to her breasts. She arched her back lightly, panting, her tail trying to lift already, even though there was not that much at play or stake there.

"Mmm... Maybe it's not quite time to do the dishes yet then."

Landri panted, knowing that Moxxy would have something to say about that later, but she was not the kind of Zoroark that would let such an opportunity go to waste whenever it happened to come her way. Her step in her bare hind paws teased through lighter than ever, ascending the stairs two at a time, toes curling into the carpet with her short claws as if to steady her step.

Stepping into the shower, she stripped off as the friendly slime squirmed around a nipple, tickling and teasing, though all it did was send a sense of heightened need through her, her cock pulsing and drooling. She leaked enough pre-cum as it was when she was not turned on - let alone when she had a cute creature caressing her breasts!

The slime, however, was relentless, not letting her have any peace to take her underwear off, her T-shirt spotting with moisture. She bopped her weight from hind paw to paw, struggling to balance, her hard cock springing out with her heavy nuts swinging beneath, the condom barely clinging to the tip. It bulged with pre-cum, sagging under its own weight, and she moaned out loud, unable to hold back when the slime wanted so much more from her.

"Ooof... Come on now, cutie, let me get clean! Or at least out of these clothes!"

Getting her T-shirt off was a relief but she enjoyed the curious company of the slime far too much to let it go easily, knowing in a way that she could have left it outside the bathroom if she wanted a shower that badly. The hiss of the water and steam surrounding her thick body was too tempting, however, letting her soothe the stresses of a day and a week from her hide, muscles warming even as the slime squirmed all over her. It didn't seem prey to the same forces of gravity as her, somehow clinging to her fur to move around even as she grew wet, though she tried to keep track of it, her breath catching. Wasn't it going to finish what it had started with her breasts, or had that merely been an accident?

What she would come to realise later, however, was that nothing was an accident when it came to the slime, which squirmed down her belly as she washed herself. A thick froth of bubbles foamed over her breasts and trickled down her belly as if the swell of them was trying to chase the slime away, though it chirped and gurgled, not appearing bothered in the slightest. Her mind wanted to consider what kind of creature it really was but removing the condom from her shaft in the shower, as naturally horny as she ever was, had to take precedence.

Unfortunately for her, or fortunately depending on how one looked at it, the slime took that as its chance. Maybe it had been waiting for her to remove the condom or maybe it was drawn there by a natural honing mechanism, something that drew it to the tip of her cock despite everything else that it could have gone for.

Landri's eyes widened as the slime lunged, but it extended too quickly, growing larger, wrapping itself around and around her cock, spiralling thickly. The Zoroark gasped but her flailing paws had to grab for it, grasping and fighting, not even sure what she was doing as she tried to make sense of it, the hole in the tip of her shaft straining.

Inside! Her heart turned over, skipping a beat in the best of ways, though she didn't want to deny her arousal either, how her skin tingled with prickling heat. The shower could have cooled her, but her passion was heightened, every tiny sensation feeling much more than it was in the moment, panting hotly through an open mouth.

"Ooohhh..."

Maybe the Zoroark could have done something to stop it but she could only do what she could do as the slime squirmed and wriggled, sending pulses of pleasure through her. The tip of her cock strained around it, the slit allowing entry to her urethra and deeper, the slime squirming inside with a lewd, squelching sound. The Zoroark moaned, her tongue hanging out, one paw leaning against the wall, too caught up in what the slime was doing and how good it felt to try to stop it.

"Oh..."

It was a groan and one that rose thickly from the back of her throat, fingers weakly stretching towards the last of the slime as it slithered inside, chirping and gurgling, wriggling deeper and deeper. Yet her surprise was just that and there was no more than that to it, her breasts heaving with every snatch of air, sultry heat wrapped around her.

Deeper and deeper, the slime squirmed, using the flow of her pre-cum inside to drip all the way down into her balls. It was not a quick descent, bit after bit of the slime's body easing inside, making her cock bulge noticeably as it squirmed deeper. Even if she had not known that there was a slime inside her, she would have been able to pinpoint exactly where the slime was inside her with the thickness of her cock swelling around it.

Landri whimpered, head turning from side to side, straining to come to terms with it, the massive swathes of pleasure washing over her, hotter than the water of the shower that she was stood under. It felt too good as the slime squirmed about inside her, fingers trailing lightly over the thick bulge that it made as it delved deeper, marvelling at how the slime had grown larger, if seemingly only to push inside her, stretching out her cock and demanding that she take it deep.

She shivered, leaning heavily on the wall. It was kind of hot.

Deeper and deeper... The slime too its time, squelching and squeezing, wriggling and pressing up against the inside of the tight tube, though it only had one goal in mind - and it wouldn't stop until it was reached. That was, after all, one of the many things that it had been made to do.

With the heady length of her cock, there was a fair way to go but the little blue slime finally found her balls, dropping into her testicles as the Zoroark quivered around it. Encased in the softness of her nuts, the slime wriggled and squirmed, delighting in its landing place, so soft and warm with so much in there for it to devour...

Of course, nothing it did would harm the Zoroark, not at all. Everything it had been made for was the pursuit of pleasure, even if there was a little trick that being inside the nuts of an anthro like Landri would soon show...

All in good time, however.

"Oh... Oh god!"

If she'd thought she'd be able to hold back, it was not in the realm of possibility for Landri, the Zoroark's jaws hanging open as she grunted, ejaculating in an instant. It had not been long at all since she'd last climaxed, but it had been a while since she had cum that hard, ropes of hot seed splattering across the shower wall. Even as the thick, white stream soaked the tiles, the water could not wash it away quickly enough to hide all evidence, seed pooling around her feet, sloshing and filling up the shower even before it could drain.

"Yes... Oh!"

Sounds that she could not control slipped from her lips as she rocked and gyrated her hips, the slime churning and wriggling around in her nuts. Who could have known that that could feel so good? Her head spun, tongue hanging out, fluttering with each dragging breath that she scraped into her lungs. She couldn't stop herself from cumming repeatedly, repeated streams of cum pouring down the wall, her hips shifting, hosing down the clear glass panel too for good measure.

But Landri did not want the ecstasy to stop, the slime working away inside her sack, though she could not tell what it was doing in there. The slime knew, however, pushing out her cum as it went, making room for itself, its growing body, forcing her to ejaculate. It was not entirely bad, of course, considering that ejaculation came with divine pleasure too, the sort of ecstasy that took her mind from reality and into another realm of fantastical pleasure where only she resided at any one time.

"Ohhh..."

Her moan rose as she shifted her hips, tail wagging, need rising, though she could not explain it. Maybe it was not something that at all needed to be explained, the aching rumble of her balls hinting at so much more.

The Zoroark heaved, pressing her paw into her balls, but that was not enough to squeeze the slime back out, having taken up residence in her nuts, the bulging place of it available to see through the only lightly furred skin of her sack. Landri whimpered and tried to heft them up in both paws, but her nuts jumped out of her paws even as she attempted it, the slime taking them from her.

Out... Yes, she had to try to get it out, stepping hastily from the shower and nearly tripping over her paws in her concern. What was going on? Why was it inside her? Oh, god, she wasn't going to the hospital to get that out of her! She'd never hear the end of it from Moxxy!

Still, what went in had to come out the same way, didn't it? With both paws, she faced the wide bathroom mirror above the counter with resolution in her eyes, jacking off her long, thick cock with both paws at once. It took two paws to adequately caress her length, flesh twitching as her fingers and palms squeezed it, raw and ready for so very much more.

She should have cum quickly and yet the pleasure of resulting orgasm, her toes curling, tail flagging, did not come with delight that she expected for herself. There was no cum, despite the pleasure, her need growing more and more and her nuts plumping up too. The Zoroark gasped and whimpered, licking her lips, half closing her eyes. Was the pleasure more of a lure than the worry of not cumming a single drop? What if she couldn't ejaculate the slime? Oh, it was hard, so awfully hard...

But she couldn't stop, had to try, the slick sound of her paws fapping over her hot length filling the room, the shower still running. Orgasm after orgasm washed through her and, despite the pleasure throbbing achingly deep within her body, the only change was the swelling of her softer and softer balls, plumping up as they rested on her thighs. They were too large to hang comfortably between her legs anymore, the size of soccer balls, inflating, blowing up with more and more, seconds turning into minutes and longer...

She had no sense of how much time passed as orgasm after orgasm washed through her, her paws working furiously, working to the tip of her cock and the base with every desperate stroke. More, she had to have more, not understanding why she was so horny, her balls inflating to the size of beach balls, though they were not perfectly round in shape. The softness of them allowed dimples and the weight of them to tug the shape into the pull of gravity, thicker at the base than they were at the top. The distinction between her testicles, however, grew more and more defined, as if each soft nut was trying to bulge out of the skin of her sack.

Eventually, after an hour had passed, she slumped against the wall, admitting defeat. What on earth was she going to tell Moxxy? Yet none of that mattered as she dragged her half-dry form back to the living room, each step down the stairs coming with greater difficulty, the weight of her so much more with her swollen, beach ball size nuts. Maybe they were even a little larger than that, but it was hard to try, shoulders aching and trying to hunch forward, her paw groping under the couch cushion for a thick, long dildo.

"Maybe this way..."

She wasn't sure what she was doing, her mind lost in orgasm, slipping away, though it was nothing that would harm her, not in any way. She managed to scramble up onto her knees, hips angled so that she could grind the dildo into her pussy, though it was more comfortable to ride when the base was pressed into the sofa.

Her cock throbbed, the aching pulses of pleasure wracking her brain, panting heavily, like a slut on show even though there was no one there to see her. The feel of the slime inside her was too hotly erotic for her to ignore, humping and grinding, the slime wriggling around, so thick and so full. Her balls dragged down under the weight of so much more than her cum, but Landri didn't have that in her head anymore, needing something but not able to put her finger on it.

Pleasure, unlike anything that she had ever felt before, swamped her, the dildo pressing up deeply, stretching her out, though she wished too that she had something rammed up her anal pucker too, just for good measure. Maybe she needed everything at once, her body contracting in so many ways, desperate for ejaculation, orgasm of a kind that seemed to satisfy her at least a little bit more than the endless ecstasy she was forced through.

Yet it was not to be.

Landri moaned, falling prey to sensation all over again as her hips worked and worked, riding it to orgasm, the passion of it swamping her like a tidal wave. She had to try though, passion overcoming her, horniness running rampant, as if there was nothing else for her left in the world other than grinding down on that cock again and again. The pink silicone drove deep into her snatch as she squatted over it, cock jerking and bobbing before her, but it was not as if there was any cum to come from it even then.

Still...the swell of her newly enlarged balls, so thick and full, was alluring, churning and shifting, though she still thought that there was only one slime in there. However, that was where Landri was wrong, massaging and squeezing her nuts and finding, even as they pumped up even more, balancing precariously between her spread thighs, that they were even larger.

The slimes within knew better though. The first had squirmed and multiplied, doing its best work and following the purpose that it had been created for. The blue slime had grown thicker and larger but multiplied, eating up her cum to breed and reproduce, which was exactly what it would do whenever it entered a pussy or a cock - whatever it reached first. The Zoroark, to the slime, was the best of both worlds as the original blue slime churned and wriggled amongst all the others in both testicles, squeezing between each other for their pleasure, making more and more room in her nuts.

Her fingers pressed into her balls as she tried to grab them, sitting down all the way on the dildo, the tip crammed up against her innermost barrier. The toy could not go any deeper without penetrating her cervix too but that could come later, if she felt that she had to push things even further, panting and gasping, trying to heft up her nuts even then. Her fingers dug into the soft flesh, feeling the writhing masses inside, the slimes pushing against one another, definitely more than one, bulges more obvious now that she took a moment to pay attention to them.

"Oh..."

Her eyes widened, comprehension dawning over her, seeing the many wriggling twists and squirms through the skin of her nuts. Landri may not have understood that but the weight of her nuts told the tale for her, the lack of cum, gaps in her knowledge still pointing her in the right direction as she lapped her muzzle and moaned out loud.

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She'd thought they were quieting but everything ramped up all over again in a split second as her hips rocked, cock bobbing, thick and ready, something pushing in her balls. Yet it was not the wriggling of the slimes that, at least in part, she had become used to, but something deeper, something more carnal, like the gurgling of a monster straining to break free of its prison.

There was no more warning than that for Landri as orgasm powered through her, the Zoroark roaring as climax overcame her, paws on her dick, jacking off furiously. It was as if her body was no longer her own anymore, no matter how much she wanted it to be, panting heavily, her pussy contracting around the dildo. There was no cum in the sex toy to milk forth, however, though it could be hooked up to a pump if she so chose, her head spinning with lust, even the living room that she was so familiar with falling away. To the Zoroark, she may as well have been in another world entirely, one where there was only pleasure, the bubbling, gurgling rise heralding the approach of a little more than before.

No one could have been more surprised in that moment than Landri as a little semen spilt forth, though it was not alone. The cum that did flow out was more of a by-product to the true flow coming from her, slime after slime forced from her dick, squirming and squelching their way out from her nuts and dick while orgasm ravaged her. It was all the Zoroark could do to stay on the sofa where she was as more and more slimes poured from her, spurt after spurt coming out in a shot that was a single, long rope. They only separated from each other, revealing their colours in all shades of the rainbow, when they dropped from her length, splurging out and taking separate forms as Landri panted and whined.

It was intoxicating, something that she wanted more and more even as she took pleasure right there and then. Her fur stood up, prickling out from her body while she tried to allow heat to seep from her, arms flung back over the back of the sofa as she leaned heavily back into the cushions.

"Oh, yes... Oh, god, yes..."

She didn't know who she was talking to as she groaned, panting heavily, ears slipping back, though she was not submitting to it in the slightest. Cum interspersed the ropes of slimes, though it was weaker than it used to be, the dominant feature being the colourful twists of slimes pouring from her as if there simply was no end at all to them.

Pleasure tingled through her, a pulse and a flow that ebbed in time with the spurts. Never before had Landri experienced so much pleasure pushing through and over her for so long, more and more pouring from her, splattering the slimes all over the living area of their shared home. The force of her ejaculating was so strong that she even climaxed over the opposite wall from where she sat, a stream of pink slimes seeming to ooze down the TV, the screen dark and slick with them, though they left little moisture behind.

Her eyes roamed, destruction of the room of the house that she spent so much time in rising around her as if she was watching a train wreck in progress, though hers was of a far kinkier kind. The Zoroark's paws were not even on her cock anymore, cumming paws-free, orange slimes squirting forth in a long rope that twisted and juddered through the air even as it sailed across the room. Hypnotised, her eyes locked onto it as if she was seeing everything happen in slow-motion, the spurts of slimes flowing over the lampshade, so powerful that they knocked it off the little table.

Landri moaned, panting heavily, her breasts rising and falling sharply with every shuddering breath. Even her nipples ached and a part of her wished that the slime had spent more time on them, swirling around and riling her up, other parts of her body aching for more even then. Though the slimes would not have merely teased her nips and breasts, if she had been so lucky, but wormed their way inside, making them larger than they already were. That, however, would be a kinky little nuance for her to uncover later...

Her paws could not stop stroking her cock, hosing down the entire living room, whimpering and panting, though she had to get up, had to get her hind paws under her. Pushing herself shakily to her paws, she walked and waddled to the downstairs bathroom, making a mess the whole while, a stream of purple slimes splattering down the hallway, wriggling and squirming, the ones inside her seeming to reproduce even then as she spent them out and out. The little bathroom did not offer her much solace with ropes of cum interspersing the slimes, not even comforting to her in its familiarity. For all Landri knew, her body there would never again be the same.

Still, the process had her head spinning, minutes passing, even if she had no sense of time in a moment like that. The Zoroark could have locked herself away in the bathroom for mere minutes or hours, for all it mattered to her, more slimes forcing their way out, almost as if it was no longer even her body generating them in the slightest. She didn't want to think that way, that she didn't have control over her own body, but she had to keep humping, hips working, the dildo trapped inside her pussy as her muscles clamped down around it. Even if she'd wanted to slide it out again, her body simply wasn't letting go.

Wetness clung to her, seed soaking her fur even though the slimes were not oozing beyond the limits of their bodies. That was something that Landri would worry about later, but she had nothing in mind at that moment, her orgasms growing in force and strength, hunched over her own body as her chest tipped forward.

Her balls may have helped balance her a little with their weight but there was still only so much she could do, slimes spurting up around her muzzle, her vision filled with them, one even bouncing off her tongue where her lips remained parted for a heartbeat of a moment. That moment was enough for her to steal a quick taste of them, something surprisingly fruity and intoxicating, like a strong, mixed cocktail, flirting with her tastebuds. They smelled just as alluring too, sweet and alluring as if they were trying to tempt her to slurp them up, even if they were some kind of living, sentient creatures.

Dimly, through a haze of pleasure, her world dominated by slime after slime, she scrambled to plug the tub in the little bathroom, though it was not a bath that was even large enough to take her full body, much less with her new, huge nuts. The weight of them seemed even more desperate than they had been before, swaying from side to side, pulling her hips along with them. But stopping up the tub at least ensured that she had somewhere to dump the slimes, her paws braced on the tiled wall over the tub as her hips rocked and worked, orgasms powering through her.

They were not solely from her male parts either, pussy clenching down, juices soaking the dildo rammed up inside her. Double orgasms came with twice the pleasure, her whimpers rising, though her ears were blocked to such pleasure despite her best intentions, wanting to be present in a moment that had already swept her up and away from a reality that she recognised.

With the slimes in her life, things would never be the same again.

Her mind went blank, not even touching her cock, her balls throbbing and aching as if she had not cum in weeks. Just what was it with the slimes that they made her feel like she hadn't cum in so long? It didn't make sense, not at all, groaning softly, her heady pants coming with more and more heated breath washing through her maw, caressing her tongue and tingling the gleam of her teeth.

Landri could not control herself, but neither did she have to as the slimes filled the bathtub, one moment slipping into the next, her need not softening in the slightest. Maybe that was the way it was supposed to be, tasting the slimes on the air, the squirming, burbling, chirping mass of them filling the tub. There were so many colours in there that she could hardly lock her eyes onto any single slime, the writhing mass so deliciously delectable that some part of her mind wanted them back inside her.

Landri shuddered bodily, painting the slimes with cum as yet another rope, slowing down a little, was broken up with a tired jet of her seed. How big would her nuts get if they pushed back inside her, into her balls? There was so much more that they could do...

And the spoils of lust were still very much hers to take.

She didn't know how long it took but her balls, slowly and surely, softened back to something a little more akin to their plump size, if double what they had been before. That, at the very least, was more manageable to the Zoroark, her tail wagging, trying to lift, though exhaustion trembled through her. Landri hardly knew how she was still standing upright, not with her legs shaking as they were, her paws dropping to her nuts, groping and squeezing them as if she had to convince herself that they were still there.

"Oh... Fuck..."

It may not have been quite like her to swear but something things were apt to slip out when extremes occurred, her moans softening, rising from her throat as if there was more to spend there. The stream trailed off, though was heralded by a final dose of slimes pouring out, the sensual squeeze of them finding their way out of her dick enough to send her into another hip-rocking orgasm.

Panting heavily, she pressed her fingers into her balls, but the slimes were done, even if the sensation of them wriggling about inside her remained. It was strange and left her unsure whether every last one of them were truly out of her, even if she could only hope so.

And the original blue slime? Who knew where that one was, the instigator of them all that had used her balls as a fertile breeding ground, eating up her cum and forcing it out, all to make use of her nuts for lustful breeding passion.

But Landri was not a breeder, not after such an exhausting feat, legs trembling, staggering, leaning heavily against the wall for support. She should have at least tried to drag herself upstairs to the bedroom for some privacy, but privacy was not so much of a thing that was present in their household, amusingly so at times.

The sofa. Her vision blurred, hazing over with rampant exhaustion.

If she could get to the sofa, everything would be okay. Not that everything was not okay, of course, but the Zoroark didn't want to crash out on the floor again. There was more than enough mess to clean up.

The slimes wriggled and squirmed, surprisingly creating less mess with their moving presence than she did, cumming on her own. Some slurped up the strings of virile seed that she had splattered across the room but Landri did not care for that as she moaned and slumped over on the sofa, mostly on her side with her balls nearly spilling off the cushions themselves. They were so large still that they gurgled with what she hoped was cum inside, though she didn't have a moment more to think about that as exhaustion took her.

And it was there that Moxxy found her later, the cyborg Lopunny Pokemorph hopping along with a wide-eyed look in her eyes. They were alike in their mannerisms, which was perhaps why they got on so well, but even she had to be somewhat surprised to find Landri there in such a splayed out, cum-splattered state. And then there were the slimes to contend with, but Moxxy, perhaps, was not clued-in enough to consider them as anything all that odd. Surely, they were just something that Landri had bought for herself and maybe even had fun with. Would she let her play with them too?

"Oh...Em...Gee..." Moxxy giggled, fingers fluttering up to her lips, ears smoothed back from her face. "Like, what's gone on here? Landri? Lanny? Are you awake? Landri?"

But the Zoroark wasn't going to wake up anytime soon without something to help her and the Lopunny had a few things to prepare before setting that up. Her eyes roamed over the slimes dotted around the room, some in big piles and others out on their own, licking her lips, but she only paused to kiss the other Pokemon on the forehead, giggling again as she carried on.

Yet what she would find in the bathroom might change her entire opinion on what she found in their house that day...