ElijahxAleksander Inflation
The orange slime flooded down the reindeer's throat, overwhelming his senses with an irresistible salted caramel candy flavor.
Chapter 1: The Cauldron
Remembering how the golden slug had earlier nuzzled his hand, he pressed both hands into the whirling slime and gently grabbed the golden orb.
Private Property
The tentacle pulled free of her throat, trailing strands of slime and saliva from her mouth. it poked at one closed eye, leaving a cold patch of slime there.
The Fall of the Federation
Taking control of the spreading slime, he felt it move outwards through the vents and pipes of the ship. within seconds, his slime had reached every corner of the ship. moire felt like he had transcended the physical realm.
Pup Popper
Zeydaan pulled his hand away and the black slime stretched out, creating a tendril between his chest and his hand, refusing to let go. "someone, help!"
Her Last Expedition
The slime must have needed contact with air to have it’s effect, and lynda once again felt her insides numb and loosen while her sex-drive spiked.
The Closest Encounter
Julie was on the verge of having an interesting evening, she just knew it. The evening had started in an average enough way, going clubbing with some of her gal pals, but after an hour or so, Alise started feeling ill (something about some...
Always Room for More
She grabbed citrus by the neck none too gently, because she didn't think it was possible to strangle a slime girl and speared her violet-striped tail into her slit.
Slithery Relations, Chapter 1: Explosive Infestation
The slime? maybe...but why would he struggle...it felt so...good...the slime was good...all good...
Reduced Hormone Pacification Program.
While those long spindly fingers bathed those hot male organs in slime, paying special care to those hefty stud nuggets. the slug slime secreting an enzyme that deactivated nerves from sending out sensations of pain.
Hollow Hallows (Extreme)
Blade spat as he rubbed some of the slime off on his jeans, the slime soaking into the denim.
Curse of the Succubus
A part of her bristled at the irony—she was, in a sense, no less trapped than that slime wife. but maybe she could turn it to her advantage. she hummed softly, already plotting how she might free the poor slime if all went well.