Larissa Quartermaine and Symth the Slimefolk

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It was a typical, sunny day as I was out for a jog in a forest. Suddenly, my legs were grabbed by some slimy tentacles. I turn around, and there is a blue mass of slime in a human form. His tentacles have wrapped around me.

"Let me go! I don't want you to use me!" I immediately thrash around, remembering all of that stuff I watched.

"Use you? No, that's not my thing. I'd rather eat you." I start getting dragged into his slimy body. It feels so wet, and I immediately start getting dissolved into nothing but his slime.

"Please, I don't want to get dissolved! I don't wanna die!" My legs have been fully dissolved into his wet, slimy body. He continues, his tentacles only getting stronger against my struggles.

"Too bad, little human. You will be nothing but my slime soon."My chest starts getting dissolved, and my lungs start to fill with slime. I can't cry for help, I can only plead silently in fear.

My head gets pushed under, and everything gets dark.

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I wake up in the same forest. Was it all a dream? I try to lift my hands, but I just get taller. I get confused and look down. I've been transformed into a slimy, blue tentacle.

"Hehe, you're finally awake. How else do you think I got these tentacles? Sometimes, I can make my meals into a tentacle. I think it suits you quite well!" He giggles, and I rethink my choices.

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Wow, what a fate! Turned into a slimy tentacle... I don't think that would be quite that good a fate... Hopefully, she gets used to it. I wonder who will encounter Iver the Imp...


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