Thorns: A Garden of Monsters Collection

Slime SO | Unnamed | NSFW

CisFem Reader x Genderless Slime SO

You x It/Its

Warnings: swearing, sexual behavior

------------------------------------

You know...that website did look pretty sketchy...

You stand there holding your new tub of slime in your living room. Freshly unpackaged, the radioactive green goo is bright and clean.

You draw a little shape on top and watch as it reforms to a smooth top.

How odd.

You stick your hand in, feeling the soft texture as it easily bends and contorts around your fingertips.

And suddenly, it crawls up your arm, clutching at your forearm, halfway out of its tub. You jump back and start swinging your arm frantically, trying to get it off of you.

But it only climbs further. And the amount of goo seems to grow as it climbs, like a magician with ribbons.

You hold your arm out far----as if you were going to amputate it.

And then you back into your sofa, flinging yourself over and crashing onto the cushions, your face nearly hitting the floor.

There's a coolness on your shoulders and back as you try to reorient yourself. You turn from your helter-skelter position to see more slime. As you try to wiggle away, a gentle force palms you onto your couch and backs away from you, looking as concerned as a green blob could. You come to the realization that the green-ness in front of you kept you from hitting your head on the floor.

"Y-You're alive!" you say to it.

It's green body shudders away a little more.

"N-no, I'm sorry, I just wasn't expecting that," you explain, righting yourself on the couch.

It appears to understand you, as it seems to right itself into an alert, erect position.

"I really wasn't expecting that," you mutter under your breath.

A pregnant pause. Then, you speak:

"Do you---Do you have a name?"

It tilts his make-shift head and then shakes it, an odd motion for a space of slime to make.

"It's okay if you don't have one! Maybe we can come up with one or-----"

It oscillates sporadically.

"------or we don't have to! That's fine too," you quickly add on. "I just want to...know more about you."

It pauses for a moment and then slowly starts putting out an arm-like appendage. A little hesitant at first, you reach a hand out as well. And your hand is gently encased in this slime creature's. It feels smooth and sleek like glass and is cool to the touch, not slimy or messy like you expected. You find yourself giving it your other hand----which it accepts----and let it be encased as well.

You then feel a tickle as you feel it start to go under your shirt sleeves.

"Oh I-----"

The temperature starts to turn warm as you begin to voice your rebuttal, and you stop yourself. The goo continues to travel up your arms and down your chest, feeling it run across your breasts and down to your belly. Your new companion completely covers you now. You lie back against your couch to take it in. Like a bodysuit of slime you lie there, oddly in bliss. Your companion reaches up past your neck to hold your face as if it were a pair of hands. You gasp as one tendril brushes against your lips, the sensations of it all almost overwhelming. You almost feel naked under this mess.

And you might as well be naked, as your companion runs across your vagina and starts to venture further. You go to make another cry of protest but bite your lip pleasurably as it starts to circle your bud. Soon your second entrance is filled with smooth, warm matter. You hear a soft sucking noise as the first tendril begins to thread you like a needle. You cry out, but your partner continues to undulate at your pelvis. You feel yourself getting hotter and hotter as the slime sucks at your clitoris.

It

Comes In.

Waves until.

You come, shivering with sensation.

When your body relaxes into a blissful ease, your companion retreats slowly, revealing a lot more volume than before.

"Are you bigger now?" you ask confusedly.

It shrinks back down to the size it was before and then returns to its enlarged size.

"Okay, so you're not feeding off of me, phew! Glad that's cleared up," you joke.

You look down at yourself and realize you are completely naked.

"Heeyyyy!"

You gesture to your naked body fervently.

It bubbles for a second and then spits your clothes out at you.

"Thank you very much!" you say haughtily, grabbing your bra and putting it on.

You pull up your panties: "You know, we're gonna have to figure this shit out."

It stares.

"What we're going to do with you," you say, pulling on your pants. "Because I don't know how to care for a slime monster."

It wobbles back and forth a little.

"I don't know what that means, but we'll get there."

You pull on your shirt: "Oh, and by the way...."

You gesture to you and it.

"We're never ever ever ever EVER gonna not do that again."