You found it completely on accident. It was a mild day, with clouds covering the sky, but the air uncomfortably sticky with warmth. You soon regretted leaving the house, but c'mon, who isn't going to go on a spending spree once they get paid? So you sucked it up, put on what was at least comfortable, even in this weather, and left to splurge.
The town selection was nothing interesting. Rather depressing, actually. Not much caught your eye, and in all honesty, you probably spent more money on drinks throughout the day rather than treats for yourself. But when you finally reached the end of town, you found a new store. A curio store. Your excitement was barely contained. Not just a new store to look in, but one full of useless yet entertaining junk? Oh hell yes!
You entered the store, getting hit in the face by the overwhelming scent of dust. The clerk seemed friendly enough, cheerily greeting you as you wandered in aimlessly. The items in that store were beyond curious. Chocolate cocks and clits, giant lava lamps, glass sex toys on the shelves, taxidermy mice positioned in day to day jobs, lighters and antique knives locked behind a glass cupboard door, you found every corner had something to behold. But one lone barrel caught your attention, on account of it looking so out of place, even in a store as curious as this one.
Unable to shake away your interest, you wandered to the barrel, gently coaxing off the lid to peer inside. To your surprise, it was filled to the brim with a soft pink slime. Against your better judgement, you slid one finger into the substance. It felt... warm. Unnaturally so, like the inside of someone's mouth. You could've sworn you just felt the slime shudder as you did that...
You eventually made your rounds. Grabbing some candy genitals as a gag for your friends, of course, and a rainbow lava lamp that would really brighten up your room. But at the counter, you found yourself asking the clerk about the barrel of slime. She shrugged dismissively, saying it had stayed with her for a while, but that it wasn't her cup of tea. Perhaps it was the curiosity of the lifelike texture, or the simple nostalgia from childhood, but you impulsively decided to purchase the slime barrel. After all, at only $5, what's there to lose?
It was delivered by the clerk a few days later, in the store's branded van. You had forgotten about it, honestly. Unsure what to do with this completely bizarre purchase that you kind of regretted making, you just left it in the living room, hoping inspiration would strike. And it would.
That night, in your sleep, you dreamt of warm, soft jelly. Swimming in it, relaxing in it, under a hot sun. All your worries seemed so far... Although this jelly was getting quite sticky. In fact, that was a very convincing feeling. You awoke soon after, only to find that hot sticky feeling was still there, as the pink slime was coating your legs, two holes fashioned in a lump that was resting on your knee. Hang on, did those holes just... blink? You shrieked, wondering how it possibly could've gotten there, when your own question was soon answered, as the substance moved away all on it's own, retracting itself from you and clumsily dropping into a pile on your floor.
It began to stretch and mold upwards, taking on a wonky but undeniable humanoid shape, with those holes forming in the head just like eyes. Before you could scream, it uttered a quiet, soft apology, panic in it's own voice. You stopped your little freakout, processing the talking slime creature before you. It apologised again for waking you up, and for scaring you, stumbling back a bit as it struggled to keep it's balance. You quickly dismissed the apology, no longer threatened, now just curious. You questioned what it was, and it was honest, stating that it didn't exactly know. It admitted it was lonely, and tried desperately to gain the affection of the store clerk, only to find she had no interest in it's friendship.
You offered your own hand to it, jumping at the opportunity to gain the affection of a monster. How often does this opportunity arise? In excitement, the slime creature forgot it's boundaries, wrapping it's weighted, soft arms around you, it's warm body almost blending into yours. It was a weird, but incredible sensation, like a hot bath after a stressful day... In fact, it was quite cold that evening, right? Yeah. Definitely. This feeling should last longer. This new companion could keep you nice and warm in the night. You requested it's company, and while surprised, it accepted, just happy to have someone glad in it's presence.
You laid back down into your pillows as the creature slowly and calmly enveloped you, like a weighted blanket. You sighed in comfort, easing back into sleep, when a hot flush suddenly waved over you. A bit of slime had accidentally drooled down in between your legs, lightly brushing your most sensitive area. That's fine, you thought, you'd just move slightly and-- oh that made it worse. More slime slid between your thighs, intensifying that tickling hot feeling down below. You couldn't help but gasp in pleasure, stopping the creature as it tried to move away. You reassured it that you weren't uncomfortable, and invited it to actually keep doing this.
Confused yet not deterred, the slime did whatever it took to please it's new master, sliding a thick mound of hot slime all the way down to your hole, lightly teasing it as you internally pleaded for more. It stopped after one stroke, so you clarified your wants, saying that feeling had to continue, if the monster was comfortable. The slime quickly caught on to what it was supposed to, and rippled continuously over your genitals, giving a wonderful wavy sensation that pleasured your entire waist at once. You pushed down into it, moaning at last when a slight bit went through your clothes and into your hole.
Quick to catch on, yet not ceasing to stop the rippling at the same time, the creature pushed more slime into your hole, relishing in your sounds of pleasure. Almost using your internal walls like a mold for it's staff's shape, it began sliding in and out, slow at first, but ever faster, increasing in speed slightly with every whine and grunt of pleasure. It opened another hole in itself, this time over your own member, and enveloped it, rippling and stroking over it to hit every spot you delighted over, while sprouting another slimey limb to carefully and gently slide into your mouth. It was hot on your tongue, and tasted not like any factory manufactured toy slime, but instead of sweet, sweet flesh. Like the taste of licking cream off another human's body. The slime sliding across your taste buds only made you hornier and hornier, as you quickly realised it was an aphrodisiac.
Eventually, it all got too much, and you finally finished in a blaze of glory, mixing your own fluids with the creature's unique body.
You would always be a part of this creature now as your liquids added to it's mass. Every time you and your beloved slime embraced one another, it got bigger and bigger from the added material, even if only by a couple of inches each time. But even just those few inches isn't saying much when it's a constant stream, so keep up your stamina, because the bigger the slime gets, the more mass it has to cover you.
