Body Horror, Hurt/Comfort
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Outside, I sit in the shaded grass by the well with Flou in my lap. I stroke her fur over and over, giving what comfort I can.
“Can you hear me, Flou?”
The Fuzzy Slime becomes agitated, frantically wobbling in all directions.
“Bob once for yes, twice for no.”
Flou squishes down before rebounding to her natural, round shape, bobbing once.
“You understand me?” The Fuzzy Slime wobbles erratically. “Calm down, and stick to bobs.”
'Yes.'
I consider her situation. “Olindia had a human shape, but there's no telling how long it took that lazy girl to gain full control of her slime body.” According to what I recall, she was actually still a victim of her Slime instincts when we met. At least Flou wouldn't have that problem. “Do you have a mouth?” That would be a place to start.
Flou rolled in place as if searching herself, then bobbed, 'No.'
I poke her with my finger, sinking the digit into her auburn fur. “Does this hurt?”
'No.'
I apply more pressure, pushing deeper until the tip pops inside. I feel squishy, wet, fleshy slime around my finger.
“I think I just popped your cherry. Ahem, does this help?” I retract my finger from her depths.
The Slime blows a raspberry through the newly opened orifice.
“Good, that sounds promising. Can you make vocal cords and a tongue?”
It takes several minutes of experimentation before Flou can produce sounds resembling speech. Twice as long before those sounds cease to be vaguely disturbing and approach femininity.
“I can talk! Oh, thank goodness, I was so scared when I woke in the dark!”
“I'm sorry about that. I'd have prepared you better if I knew what to expect. Are you doing well, now?”
The Fuzzy Slime shook, but not in fear this time. “At least I'm not dead. This shape is starting to depress me, though.”
“Oh?”
I heard unshed tears in her voice.
“I used to be a sexy bunny girl! Now I'm this blobby mess with no hips, waist, boobs, or ass!”
“Huh. Part of me thought it'd be freeing not to be the target of every predatory gaze; to not have to deal with a woman's problems.”
“Sure, I won't miss my period, but I love sex! I love the heat of a hungry male's gaze. That's gone. Nor can I experience the joys of motherhood. This feels like half a life...”
I wave my hands to disperse the dark cloud growing overhead. “Don't be so down. The other Slime I know, Olindia, had a very nice body. We just need to work on yours!”
Counterintuitively, we start with her ears. Flou shuts her mouth and inflates her cheeks as if generating pressure. Two little bumps appear on her head.
“How do they look?” she asks.
"Cute," I say.
She wobbles her head. "They're not flopping..."
"Well, they're short."
"..."
I guess a former bunny has her pride.
Flou continues to grow her ears until they're as long as noodles. This time, the head wobble has them slapping around limply. They hang uselessly when at rest. "Not perky."
"Maybe stick to short ears?"
The Fuzzy Slime harrumphs at me as if that were out of the question.
Yep, a former bunny definitely has her pride.
Next, we work on her figure. Legs with no torso look super awkward. Torso with no arms, still weird. After adding the arms… "You look like an ancient human teddy bear."
Another grunt of effort produces two lumps on her furry chest.
"Okay, a sexy teddy bear."
"..."
A load more effort later, she almost looks like a bunny girl, but with fur even on her face and torso. “We’re starting to get… have you heard of the uncanny valley?”
“Where’s that?”
“Um, how to explain…? Your body is sexier now, but the face is a problem.” Rather, Flou’s lack of face. “Eyes and teeth would help.” Her toothless slit of a maw and blank features were beginning to freak me out.
“Eyes? Oh, my! I can sense everything a few feet away from my surface; I forgot about eyes after I got used to it! Hold on…” Slits open in Flou’s face for two lidless bulging eyes to squeeze through like eggs being laid. Naturally, I want to recoil but steel myself for her sake. “Teeth too, obviously.” A set of lipless, oversized teeth soon grins up at me.
Taken all together, she’s something out of a horror story.
“G-great! J-j-just need some eyelids, lips, and maybe make the teeth a bit smaller, yeah?”
“Okay! But, ah, skin is a bit difficult.”
Flou’s best attempt at skin is a fleshy slime like raw meat. Somehow, it makes things worse.
“We’re so close!” I did it! I kept a straight face!
Or so I thought.
“I’m hideous, aren’t I?”
“No!” She stares me down with those freaky eyes. “…Yes.”
She collapses into Slime form and sobs. “I just want to be pretty.”
“Hey, don’t be like that!” I pet her soft fur to comfort the little critter. “It’s your first day as a Fuzzy Slime. You can’t expect to control your new body perfectly right away.”
“B-but, what if this body just can’t make something cute? I’ll be stuck this way forever…”
I hug the Slime girl to my bosom and squeeze Flou tight enough to deform her shape. “That won’t happen! If this ‘you’ can’t find a shape with this body that makes you happy, I’ll evolve you into something that can!”
“You… you’d do that for me, Mistress? Even though you don’t owe me anything?” The little Slime trembles in my arms like she’s crying, but there are thankfully no eyes to shed tears.
“I took responsibility for you when I did this. And I’m just Alex, not Alexandrea or Mistress.”
“Why did you save me, Alex?”
“Duh, you were too cute to die!” I probably should’ve chosen my words better.
The little Slime goes limp in my arms like depressed putty. “I’m not cute anymore, though.”
I scoff. “There’s more to sex appeal than appearances. No, don’t laugh! Remember, the most important sexual organ is the brain. Or, uh, core in your case. Personality is key; I wouldn’t fuck a mean, nasty bitch even if she was hot (unless it’s to teach her a lesson). You, on the other hand, I’d like to get to know.
“I realize it’s not your best day to show off how fun and interesting you are. After almost being eaten by a tree, then being dissolved before resurrecting as a Slime, anybody would feel maudlin. I’d have no problem fucking you even without tits, an ass, and perky bunny ears. And, hey, at least your voice is back to sounding like a cute girl!”
I’m not lying; Flou has been improving her voice the whole time we’ve been talking. She sounds about the same as her original body.
“You’d really do that? You’d have sex with a… *sniffle* with a hairy ball of slime like me?”
“Yep! As long as you moan and scream in pleasure with that voice, I’m into it!”
Flou finally laughs. It’s a relief to have her finally break out of that dark mood. “Alright, Alex. You’ve been good to me despite the fact I instinctively feel bound to you. You didn’t have to save me or treat me nicely. Maybe there’s some way I can be useful?”
That’s a productive line of thinking! Yes, what to do with a Fuzzy Slime?
“Can you go flat?”
“You want me… flat?”
“Yeah, like a blanket.”
“A-alright, Alex. Flat.”
Flou smooshes wide, then strains to stretch herself as far as possible in all directions. She’s surprisingly quick this time with her shapeshifting, but I guess that has to do with the simplicity of the task. I’m holding a rather large blanket in mere moments.
“Wow! Great work, Flou.” I press my face against her. “So soft!”
The blanket wraps around my naked form and hugs me in return. “I can feel your skin in exquisite detail. Every inch of you is delicious and enticing in ways I can’t describe. You’re lucky I’m already subjugated, Alex. My Slime instincts are stirring, whispering dark deeds to me.”
“Oh? Do tell.”
“No, no. You first. What shape should I take next?”
“Clothes. I’ve been wandering around naked for days. The armor has been nice, but I’d like some support when I’m not fighting, too.” The blanket shifts slightly to form a full-length cloak with a toothy clasp at the neck. “Nice!”
“No good,” Flou says. “It covers too much. You’re beautiful; show the world!” The cloak shrinks to a blouse and shorts connected by a line along my spine, keeping the articles as one continuous piece. “Doesn’t look right. I can’t do colors or fabric textures. What if…?”
My outfit shrinks again to a fur bikini. The top cups my bust, offering full support and giving me cleavage some smallfolk could get lost in. The bottoms are daring, showing plenty of cheek, and proudly displaying the bulge of my Mole-man cock. I don’t need a mirror to tell me how great I look.
“I love it, Flou! This is amazing!”
“Y-you really like it… me?” The voice comes from somewhere on the bikini set.
“Yep! Super sexy.” I run my hands along my waist, hips, and thighs, brushing Flou as my hands flow.
“I’m… sexy?” the Fuzzy Slime says.
Ah, I’m finally catching on.
“Gabby’s eyes are going to pop out of her skull when she sees you! Suka and I haven’t done it yet, but I’ve seen the way she looks at me when she thinks I’m not watching. She’ll be drooling all over you.”
My bikini shivers, which is a very odd sensation. Then I feel something impossible—two tongues circling my nipples as the bikini top contracts, squeezing my breasts. I’m caught off guard, barely able to process the sudden attack on my girls.
“Sorry, Alex. I can’t hold back when you tease me with that kind of talk. I need to taste you.” A tongue licks my cunt from bottom to top, and my knees knock together.
After a wobbly moment, I collect myself enough to peek inside the bikini top. Sure enough, tiny mouths with wagging oral members have manifested on the inside of the garment. Then the furry top jerks from my grip to hug my chest tighter. Two twin tiny sets of teeth join the tongues assaulting my tits.
“Flou! This is… ahn!”
I double over as my groin is suddenly bathed in hot saliva. Dozens of tongues explore my crevices, pry open my ass cheeks, trace the curves of my labia, circle my clit, and probe my rosebud. Diminutive jaws tentatively nibble my lower lips and other sensitive spots.
My cock stiffens as my arousal grows, the tip pressing into and deforming the bikini bottom. Then a slit opens where my rod strains the furry fabric. This new toothless maw engulfs my length to the base.
“Alex! I can feel you inside me! It feels like we’re fucking!”
Rabid tongues drill into my pussy and anus inexorably. The mouths on my nipples rotate like spinning tops. I cum from my cunt, drenching my bikini bottoms in pussy juice while my cock dribbles precum.
“Humans taste the best! Use me, Alex! Use me like a fuck-toy!”
I straighten to stand upright and grab my shaft with both hands. Flou swells by the gallon beneath my fingers until I’m gripping a furry melon wrapped around my member. I roll my hips into her, and she squeals in delight. I pull Flou up off my dick, stretching the bikini bottoms, then slam her body onto my rod.
“Fuck, yes! Screw my brains out, Alex!”
I hump the Fuzzy Slime’s main body as Flou’s many mouths lick and nip my delicates. Her slick Slime interior feels like a deep, wet pussy on my rod. My hands blur as I pound and thrust into Flou far faster than possible with a woman of my size. The relentless rapid movements melt the Fuzzy Slime’s mind, reducing her to inarticulate grunts and moans in time with each impact.
“I’m cumming!” I announce, driving Flou home onto my cock a final time as I release into her. My Seminal Control fills the Slime girl with inhuman amounts of cream. The ejaculate inflates Flou like a water balloon strapped to my front.
*Converted the Fuzzy Slime – One Slime Mark!*
‘Converted?’ Is that because I purposefully changed Flou’s species to save her life?
Meanwhile, Flou’s mouths on my breasts begin to suck with feverish desperation. In the heat of the moment, I don’t restrain myself, letting milk flow until the top bulges with liquid. When the weight becomes too much, my fur bikini slips free to plop onto the ground.
Flou struggles to pull herself together into a distended furry lump with long, floppy ears. “So… full.”
Laughing, I scoop the Fuzzy Slime into my arms. “Feeling better?”
“Yes,” she says after composing herself post-orgasm. “This body definitely has some pleasant advantages. Having someone who thinks I’m sexy despite my limitations has lifted a burden from my mind. That is, if you’re willing to wear me full-time, Alex?”
“Please! You’re doing me a huge service! I can’t imagine returning to Town naked except for my crab armor. I’m learning to explore my exhibitionist side, but that’d be more than a little embarrassing.”
“I’m glad. *Hic!*” Flou hiccups as she seems to digest my fluids in an instant, shrinking to her normal size. Then she visibly grows by a gallon in volume.
“Did you just get bigger?” I ask.
“Y-yes? Yes, I did.” The Fuzzy Slime pauses to do some internal self-analysis. “Your fluids are highly nutritious, especially your semen. This body… I can incorporate those calories to expand my maximum volume! I don’t know how big I can get—”
“—But probably bigger than a first-tier Slime,” I finish with a smile. “I’m looking forward to finding out what interesting shapes you can take when you’re as big as me!”
“Me… too…” Flou says between yawns. She sounds tired.
“Let’s go inside.”
Body Horror, Hurt/Comfort
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Outside, I sit in the shaded grass by the well with Flou in my lap. I stroke her fur over and over, giving what comfort I can.
“Can you hear me, Flou?”
The Fuzzy Slime becomes agitated, frantically wobbling in all directions.
“Bob once for yes, twice for no.”
Flou squishes down before rebounding to her natural, round shape, bobbing once.
“You understand me?” The Fuzzy Slime wobbles erratically. “Calm down, and stick to bobs.”
'Yes.'
I consider her situation. “Olindia had a human shape, but there's no telling how long it took that lazy girl to gain full control of her slime body.” According to what I recall, she was actually still a victim of her Slime instincts when we met. At least Flou wouldn't have that problem. “Do you have a mouth?” That would be a place to start.
Flou rolled in place as if searching herself, then bobbed, 'No.'
I poke her with my finger, sinking the digit into her auburn fur. “Does this hurt?”
'No.'
I apply more pressure, pushing deeper until the tip pops inside. I feel squishy, wet, fleshy slime around my finger.
“I think I just popped your cherry. Ahem, does this help?” I retract my finger from her depths.
The Slime blows a raspberry through the newly opened orifice.
“Good, that sounds promising. Can you make vocal cords and a tongue?”
It takes several minutes of experimentation before Flou can produce sounds resembling speech. Twice as long before those sounds cease to be vaguely disturbing and approach femininity.
“I can talk! Oh, thank goodness, I was so scared when I woke in the dark!”
“I'm sorry about that. I'd have prepared you better if I knew what to expect. Are you doing well, now?”
The Fuzzy Slime shook, but not in fear this time. “At least I'm not dead. This shape is starting to depress me, though.”
“Oh?”
I heard unshed tears in her voice.
“I used to be a sexy bunny girl! Now I'm this blobby mess with no hips, waist, boobs, or ass!”
“Huh. Part of me thought it'd be freeing not to be the target of every predatory gaze; to not have to deal with a woman's problems.”
“Sure, I won't miss my period, but I love sex! I love the heat of a hungry male's gaze. That's gone. Nor can I experience the joys of motherhood. This feels like half a life...”
I wave my hands to disperse the dark cloud growing overhead. “Don't be so down. The other Slime I know, Olindia, had a very nice body. We just need to work on yours!”
Counterintuitively, we start with her ears. Flou shuts her mouth and inflates her cheeks as if generating pressure. Two little bumps appear on her head.
“How do they look?” she asks.
"Cute," I say.
She wobbles her head. "They're not flopping..."
"Well, they're short."
"..."
I guess a former bunny has her pride.
Flou continues to grow her ears until they're as long as noodles. This time, the head wobble has them slapping around limply. They hang uselessly when at rest. "Not perky."
"Maybe stick to short ears?"
The Fuzzy Slime harrumphs at me as if that were out of the question.
Yep, a former bunny definitely has her pride.
Next, we work on her figure. Legs with no torso look super awkward. Torso with no arms, still weird. After adding the arms… "You look like an ancient human teddy bear."
Another grunt of effort produces two lumps on her furry chest.
"Okay, a sexy teddy bear."
"..."
A load more effort later, she almost looks like a bunny girl, but with fur even on her face and torso. “We’re starting to get… have you heard of the uncanny valley?”
“Where’s that?”
“Um, how to explain…? Your body is sexier now, but the face is a problem.” Rather, Flou’s lack of face. “Eyes and teeth would help.” Her toothless slit of a maw and blank features were beginning to freak me out.
“Eyes? Oh, my! I can sense everything a few feet away from my surface; I forgot about eyes after I got used to it! Hold on…” Slits open in Flou’s face for two lidless bulging eyes to squeeze through like eggs being laid. Naturally, I want to recoil but steel myself for her sake. “Teeth too, obviously.” A set of lipless, oversized teeth soon grins up at me.
Taken all together, she’s something out of a horror story.
“G-great! J-j-just need some eyelids, lips, and maybe make the teeth a bit smaller, yeah?”
“Okay! But, ah, skin is a bit difficult.”
Flou’s best attempt at skin is a fleshy slime like raw meat. Somehow, it makes things worse.
“We’re so close!” I did it! I kept a straight face!
Or so I thought.
“I’m hideous, aren’t I?”
“No!” She stares me down with those freaky eyes. “…Yes.”
She collapses into Slime form and sobs. “I just want to be pretty.”
“Hey, don’t be like that!” I pet her soft fur to comfort the little critter. “It’s your first day as a Fuzzy Slime. You can’t expect to control your new body perfectly right away.”
“B-but, what if this body just can’t make something cute? I’ll be stuck this way forever…”
I hug the Slime girl to my bosom and squeeze Flou tight enough to deform her shape. “That won’t happen! If this ‘you’ can’t find a shape with this body that makes you happy, I’ll evolve you into something that can!”
“You… you’d do that for me, Mistress? Even though you don’t owe me anything?” The little Slime trembles in my arms like she’s crying, but there are thankfully no eyes to shed tears.
“I took responsibility for you when I did this. And I’m just Alex, not Alexandrea or Mistress.”
“Why did you save me, Alex?”
“Duh, you were too cute to die!” I probably should’ve chosen my words better.
The little Slime goes limp in my arms like depressed putty. “I’m not cute anymore, though.”
I scoff. “There’s more to sex appeal than appearances. No, don’t laugh! Remember, the most important sexual organ is the brain. Or, uh, core in your case. Personality is key; I wouldn’t fuck a mean, nasty bitch even if she was hot (unless it’s to teach her a lesson). You, on the other hand, I’d like to get to know.
“I realize it’s not your best day to show off how fun and interesting you are. After almost being eaten by a tree, then being dissolved before resurrecting as a Slime, anybody would feel maudlin. I’d have no problem fucking you even without tits, an ass, and perky bunny ears. And, hey, at least your voice is back to sounding like a cute girl!”
I’m not lying; Flou has been improving her voice the whole time we’ve been talking. She sounds about the same as her original body.
“You’d really do that? You’d have sex with a… *sniffle* with a hairy ball of slime like me?”
“Yep! As long as you moan and scream in pleasure with that voice, I’m into it!”
Flou finally laughs. It’s a relief to have her finally break out of that dark mood. “Alright, Alex. You’ve been good to me despite the fact I instinctively feel bound to you. You didn’t have to save me or treat me nicely. Maybe there’s some way I can be useful?”
That’s a productive line of thinking! Yes, what to do with a Fuzzy Slime?
“Can you go flat?”
“You want me… flat?”
“Yeah, like a blanket.”
“A-alright, Alex. Flat.”
Flou smooshes wide, then strains to stretch herself as far as possible in all directions. She’s surprisingly quick this time with her shapeshifting, but I guess that has to do with the simplicity of the task. I’m holding a rather large blanket in mere moments.
“Wow! Great work, Flou.” I press my face against her. “So soft!”
The blanket wraps around my naked form and hugs me in return. “I can feel your skin in exquisite detail. Every inch of you is delicious and enticing in ways I can’t describe. You’re lucky I’m already subjugated, Alex. My Slime instincts are stirring, whispering dark deeds to me.”
“Oh? Do tell.”
“No, no. You first. What shape should I take next?”
“Clothes. I’ve been wandering around naked for days. The armor has been nice, but I’d like some support when I’m not fighting, too.” The blanket shifts slightly to form a full-length cloak with a toothy clasp at the neck. “Nice!”
“No good,” Flou says. “It covers too much. You’re beautiful; show the world!” The cloak shrinks to a blouse and shorts connected by a line along my spine, keeping the articles as one continuous piece. “Doesn’t look right. I can’t do colors or fabric textures. What if…?”
My outfit shrinks again to a fur bikini. The top cups my bust, offering full support and giving me cleavage some smallfolk could get lost in. The bottoms are daring, showing plenty of cheek, and proudly displaying the bulge of my Mole-man cock. I don’t need a mirror to tell me how great I look.
“I love it, Flou! This is amazing!”
“Y-you really like it… me?” The voice comes from somewhere on the bikini set.
“Yep! Super sexy.” I run my hands along my waist, hips, and thighs, brushing Flou as my hands flow.
“I’m… sexy?” the Fuzzy Slime says.
Ah, I’m finally catching on.
“Gabby’s eyes are going to pop out of her skull when she sees you! Suka and I haven’t done it yet, but I’ve seen the way she looks at me when she thinks I’m not watching. She’ll be drooling all over you.”
My bikini shivers, which is a very odd sensation. Then I feel something impossible—two tongues circling my nipples as the bikini top contracts, squeezing my breasts. I’m caught off guard, barely able to process the sudden attack on my girls.
“Sorry, Alex. I can’t hold back when you tease me with that kind of talk. I need to taste you.” A tongue licks my cunt from bottom to top, and my knees knock together.
After a wobbly moment, I collect myself enough to peek inside the bikini top. Sure enough, tiny mouths with wagging oral members have manifested on the inside of the garment. Then the furry top jerks from my grip to hug my chest tighter. Two twin tiny sets of teeth join the tongues assaulting my tits.
“Flou! This is… ahn!”
I double over as my groin is suddenly bathed in hot saliva. Dozens of tongues explore my crevices, pry open my ass cheeks, trace the curves of my labia, circle my clit, and probe my rosebud. Diminutive jaws tentatively nibble my lower lips and other sensitive spots.
My cock stiffens as my arousal grows, the tip pressing into and deforming the bikini bottom. Then a slit opens where my rod strains the furry fabric. This new toothless maw engulfs my length to the base.
“Alex! I can feel you inside me! It feels like we’re fucking!”
Rabid tongues drill into my pussy and anus inexorably. The mouths on my nipples rotate like spinning tops. I cum from my cunt, drenching my bikini bottoms in pussy juice while my cock dribbles precum.
“Humans taste the best! Use me, Alex! Use me like a fuck-toy!”
I straighten to stand upright and grab my shaft with both hands. Flou swells by the gallon beneath my fingers until I’m gripping a furry melon wrapped around my member. I roll my hips into her, and she squeals in delight. I pull Flou up off my dick, stretching the bikini bottoms, then slam her body onto my rod.
“Fuck, yes! Screw my brains out, Alex!”
I hump the Fuzzy Slime’s main body as Flou’s many mouths lick and nip my delicates. Her slick Slime interior feels like a deep, wet pussy on my rod. My hands blur as I pound and thrust into Flou far faster than possible with a woman of my size. The relentless rapid movements melt the Fuzzy Slime’s mind, reducing her to inarticulate grunts and moans in time with each impact.
“I’m cumming!” I announce, driving Flou home onto my cock a final time as I release into her. My Seminal Control fills the Slime girl with inhuman amounts of cream. The ejaculate inflates Flou like a water balloon strapped to my front.
*Converted the Fuzzy Slime – One Slime Mark!*
‘Converted?’ Is that because I purposefully changed Flou’s species to save her life?
Meanwhile, Flou’s mouths on my breasts begin to suck with feverish desperation. In the heat of the moment, I don’t restrain myself, letting milk flow until the top bulges with liquid. When the weight becomes too much, my fur bikini slips free to plop onto the ground.
Flou struggles to pull herself together into a distended furry lump with long, floppy ears. “So… full.”
Laughing, I scoop the Fuzzy Slime into my arms. “Feeling better?”
“Yes,” she says after composing herself post-orgasm. “This body definitely has some pleasant advantages. Having someone who thinks I’m sexy despite my limitations has lifted a burden from my mind. That is, if you’re willing to wear me full-time, Alex?”
“Please! You’re doing me a huge service! I can’t imagine returning to Town naked except for my crab armor. I’m learning to explore my exhibitionist side, but that’d be more than a little embarrassing.”
“I’m glad. *Hic!*” Flou hiccups as she seems to digest my fluids in an instant, shrinking to her normal size. Then she visibly grows by a gallon in volume.
“Did you just get bigger?” I ask.
“Y-yes? Yes, I did.” The Fuzzy Slime pauses to do some internal self-analysis. “Your fluids are highly nutritious, especially your semen. This body… I can incorporate those calories to expand my maximum volume! I don’t know how big I can get—”
“—But probably bigger than a first-tier Slime,” I finish with a smile. “I’m looking forward to finding out what interesting shapes you can take when you’re as big as me!”
“Me… too…” Flou says between yawns. She sounds tired.
“Let’s go inside.”
