#the slime

“What the hell?” She said aloud at the blob. It wiggled in response. She furrowed her brow and clenched her teeth slightly, taking the bag and dumping its contents into her bathroom sink. The Blob plopped out in the sink and sat there, not draining out as Abby had hoped. Abby turned on the faucet to hopefully flush it away, but the Blob just absorbed it. The Blob grew slowly in size until Abby turned off the water, now more curious than anything. A memory of tube feeding drifted through her mind, but she ignored it. She slowly reached a finger out and touched it. It was cool, soft, yielding, and felt like it left a wet residue on her finger. She pulled her finger back, nothing seemed amiss, it didn’t hurt, and since she wasn’t going to be able to stuff herself, she needed something to do. She pressed her finger again, then her hand. She recoiled as the slime wiggled and seemed to start pulling her hand in.

“As long as you don’t try to eat me- we’re cool.” Abby tried to inform the slime. She stared at it for a moment for some sign of it understanding. Eventually, it wiggled back and forth. She peered at it, and cautiously put her hand back on it. It felt better, nice even, like a gentle massage. “That feels nice, I like that.” she smiled. She placed her other hand on the slime and the feeling grew as her other hand was massaged. “Mhhmm~” she hummed contently. She stayed there for a few minutes. “You seem okay.” Abby smiled, she tried to move her hands to lift the slime, but it just slid around the attempts. Abby pulled her hands away. “Can I pick you up?” the slime wiggled in response and became smaller. More dense? More solid? Either way, Abby was able to pick it up and carry it back to her room. She put the bag on her bed, placed the slime on top of it, and then sat next to it.

“What to do with you.” Abby looked down at it, as the Slime slowly poked around where it was sat. Her stomach growled. “Well, since you ate all my food, which was kinda rude. I guess I’ll order some pizzas. Are you hungry?” The slime wiggled from side to side like before. “Cool, any excuse to order more.” Abby picked up her phone and tapped away a large order. She turned her attention back to the slime, and pursed her lips. Her mind wandered to some certain porn she had seen before: a woman filled and fattened and round from a slime. Her eyes narrowed. She was adventurous, sure, but not that much. She was still adventurous, though. The sensation of The Slime massaging her hands felt similar to something else… and it would be hands free. “Can I set you on my chest?” The slime wiggled side to side as before and solidified again. “Okay, just, do your thing with the massaging, if you want.” Abby laid on her back and lifted the slime, gently lowering the slime down onto her chest. The slime wiggled for a moment on Abby’s bare chest, which felt nice, but then it found what Abby had hoped for: her nipples. She moaned softly as it started to massage them.

“That feels good, I like that.” Abby said softly to the slime. The slime continued what it was doing, Abby’s pleasure steadily increased to what it could from nipple stimulation, leaving her a wet mess. Her hips squirmed and her thighs squeezed, her hands flitted around until one finally found her pussy, thumb on her clit while her fingers played with the lips. Her moans increased in fervency, until reaching close to its peak. “I-- this is good, you’re doing great. I’m-- uh, I’m going to cum.” Abby warned The Slime. The Slime, not really knowing what that meant, just kept doing what it was doing. “I-- I’m nnhh” Abby tried to communicate what was happening to the slime, but her eyes just rolled back and her limbs spazzed while she gushed onto her covers. For several minutes her orgasm went on, milked by the steady stimulation of the slime. “I-- I would like you to stop, just relax a bit.” she finally said as slight aftershocks slipped through her legs. To her relief, the slime seemed to flatten on top of her, the stimulation finally over and leaving her to afterglow. 

Suddenly, Abby’s phone buzzed. 

“Pizza!” she said slowly, picking up her phone to see a picture of the pizza sitting on the doorstep. “I need to pick you up to move you.” Abby said to the slime, which solidified so she could set it aside. “Be right back~” she said, throwing on a huge shirt, making her shiver as it moved over her nips. “That’s new” she thought to herself. She quickly went and picked up the boxes and returned to her room. She threw the shirt back off and inspected her chest. Her boobs and nipples were slightly larger. She reached up and touched them, which made her moan slightly. They were more sensitive for sure. “I guess that’s a side effect, I like it though.” Abby winked at the slime. “Now then, I got a couple for you, and a few for myself.” Abby opened two of the boxes and set them aside, which the Slime happily slid over and started eating them, steadily growing as it did. Abby stopped paying any mind to the Slime as she ate, lustfully stuffing herself, as one, two, three, and finally four pizzas made her belly swell. Firm and stuffed with thousands of calories, blissfully aroused by the feeling, Abby fell into her all too familiar afternoon nap. 

Abby awoke in the evening, light barely making it past her blinds. She stretched and sat up, and shivered slightly. Something was different. Looking down, Abby saw two small mounds on her chest. Her boobs had grown. Her hands instantly cupped them. They weren’t huge, most would still call them small, but she had never been bigger. She cupped the small mounds and moaned. They were sensitive. Abby looked around for The Slime, but couldn’t immediately see it. A slight panic rising in her belly, she looked through the discarded boxes and eventually found it. Much like her boobs, it was bigger; unlike her boobs, it was much larger.

“There you are, made me worried for a second. Did you nap? Do you sleep?” Abby tidied up a little.

“Eeeeerrrugh-- No.” the slime gargled before articulating a response. Abby somehow turned even paler.

“You can talk?” She said quickly, her entire being focusing on the slime.

“I-- eeurghblblbl-- can now. Big enough.” The Slime responded, starting to wiggle.

“You can talk because you got bigger?” Abby asked, still bewildered. She watched as the slime took on a vaguely humanoid shape, like a blank mannequin. 

“Can do more with more.” it responded

“Do you know what you can do?” Abby moved towards it, curiously taking in its form. It was still somewhat translucent, even in this form.

“No, didn’t know until I tried. Only assume can because more. Is there more to eat?”

“I can get more.” Abby said with a slight smile, “Uh, I grew some too. Did you cause that, perchance?” She asked as if trying to dance around what she really wanted to know. The Slime pointed its head towards her for a moment.

“Yes, that was because of me.” the Slime responded. Abby, despite trying to keep her composure, smiled and blushed.

“Can you do it again?” she asked, “I want to be bigger.” Abby said, hands trembling slightly with excitement.

“I can, but I am wanting to eat.” the Slime responded. 

“Okay, I got you. Let’s see what’s in the fridge, wait here.” Abby said, throwing on her huge shirt, again shivering slightly at how the fabric moves over her nipples. She took one last glance at the little two foot tall blank translucent slime person thing on her bed and shut the door. Abby scurried over to the kitchen and opened the fridge. Slim pickings. Turns out when you live with someone who stuffs themselves regularly, an active gainer, and someone who just eats whenever they’re hungry, and a fourth person actually on a meal plan, there isn’t much left over. Maybe the freezer? Abby grabbed the step stool from beside the fridge, then paused to glance over at the other doors and hallway that lead into the main room of the house. There was no good way to explain what was going on if any of her roommates woke up. Maybe they’d be cool with it? They were an open minded bunch. She shook her head and opened the upper freezer compartment. Frozen Pizzas. It’s something? She turned on the oven, and took the pizza back to her room.

“Hey, this is frozen… do you want it warmed up?” Abby set the pizza down next to the slime.

“Hmmblblbl…” the slime tried to hum. It placed a hand and spread itself over the top of the pizza. “Warm please.” it said, retracting itself. Abby nodded and took the pizza back to the kitchen, returning when she had cooked two. She excitedly set them beside the slime and watched as it started eating-- absorbing? Whatever it did to food. It steadily grew as the pizzas disappeared.

“Was that enough food?” Abby asked, throwing off her shirt.

“Yes. You wanted me on your chest again? Anything else?” The slime said, now two and half feet tall, as it climbed up onto Abby as she laid down.

“No, just my boobs!” Abby said, unable to contain her excitement further as the Slime spread over her chest like before, dissolving its humanoid shape back into a blob over her chest. It’s touch was cool at first but quickly warmed up as she did. Abby’s heart raced, with the Slime now knowing she wanted to be larger, it was getting to work immediately. She felt pulses, accented by her heartbeat. She squirmed as her boobs grew slowly, her skin tingling as the Slime made sure it kept up. By the time time ceased meaning, it was over.

“Hmmnuhh?” Abby murmured as the Slime receded from her bosom. She had to refocus her eyes to be able to see: a perky set of C’s on her chest. Her hands flung up to them and squeezed, she loved the way they filled her palms, pushed between her fingers, and she moaned loudly at the sensations they sent out. “Why did you stop here?” 

“Know not. Seem like enough given pizza.” The Slime burbled as it reformed into a small human shape. “More Food, More Big.” it concluded.

“Want anything in particular?” Abby asked, possibly reconsidering after looking at the time on her phone. She pondered if leaving the blob alone was a good idea. She would probably need to fork out for delivery. 

“What was first thing? Meat, Noodles, Sauce.” The Slime responded.

“All those places are closed… We’d have to wait for tomorrow for that, uh, until the sun comes up. I could get more pizzas, if you want?” Abby bargained with The Slime. Getting more food this late carried it’s own risk of someone smelling it and getting up. Sure, some freezer feast in the oven was one thing, but ordering a bunch of pizzas was another.

“Anything good. Just want more.” the Slime responded, a small mouth forming on it’s face and smiling. It wasn’t comforting, and seemed to notice this, quickly morphing the rest of a face onto it’s face. This comforted Abby a little more. She quickly placed an order for a few more of the most calorie dense pizzas she could and they waited, chatted a bit. Turns out a Slime that came into sentience that day doesn’t have much of a personality, but is curious how it keeps learning things. Abby threw on her shirt, knees wobbling as it glided over her larger nipples and went to answer the door. Taking the pizzas, she froze when someone stared at her in the kitchen, one of her roommates: Elaine.