Blue.
Funny how cruel life can be. Blue was your favorite color, and absolute joy for you to see anytime you saw it. Now, it's a constant reminder of your current fate, as well as the only color you ever see any more.
How did it come to this? There were so many things you could have done that day to avoid this fate. You could have not gone swimming that day. You could have listened to your better judgment when Alfred vanished and wouldn't respond to your calls. Any number of options, and you ended up choosing this.
Blue. Always so much blue. Caught up in sea of slimy, sticky blue. The unwitting victim of a Queen Slime's desire, eternally on your back and feeding the gargantuan, meters-long creature.
Sometimes you wonder what happened to your clothing, lost forever the minute the creature oozed around you and disrobed you to first give you a taste of the pleasured torture you would feel for days to come. Undoubtedly it just lays somewhere, a morbid reminder. "Here was where a fool lost himself to a monster."
Indeed, it seems hard to believe you're merely caught by a single creature. The being uses different versions, in a twisted sort of carnal variety. The bigger ones seem more ravenous, the smaller ones constrict your lower half tighter, and occasionally, there are twins that seem to compete for the white liquid gold your loins secrete.
Then...there's her. One single variation, one "offspring" of this creature. Her shape is that of what could have been a person of your age, were she made of gelatinous material. "Hair" in the imitation of a bobcut, with "eyes" that look almost like they reflect something other than lust and hunger.
She's...different. When if comes time for food to be ingested to recharge your systems and keep your weeks-long imprisonment from taking your life and your groin from them, she's the one who feeds you, as you've been on your back and drained so long, you're not even sure if you remember how to move anything other than your hips. She holds you and feeds you, she helps you chew if she must, and she is the only one who cleans you of your sweat and...other fluids, unlike the others, who simply leave and grudgingly let the next one have her turn. She's almost...motherly.
Ha. Mother. If only she could see her little boy now. To see the child she sired and pampered so, naked amidst a sea of viscous women, in a near-constant state of orgasm, knee-deep in an unholy mixture of fluids.
Ah...there she is again. Already she wipes your brow, the faint hint of a smile upon her face, absorbing the buildup of sweat you'd already developed. Slowly her hands travel over your body, wiping you clean, with that same gentle touch she possesses that the others lack. Eventually, though, her visit will turn carnal, as it always does. Already her hand has found the prized possession, and her body moves and reacts like any other of these semi-solid women. Already you're inside her, little sounds of almost-human pleasure escaping her mouth.
She's different. She's the only one you still find the conscious effort to thrust inside willingly, compared to the rest. Already, your hips move under your effort, stabbing your stiffness into her as deep as your body could handle, and already your sacred juices are leaving you, and, despite everything, you feel some semblance of joy seeing that look of pleasure on this ones face.
...And with that, she is forced aside, to make room for what is undoubtedly the progenitor. The true Queen of the Queen Slime.
...Ha.
You only hope that this Queen finds more men to sample, so that, if you must be forced into eternal carnal servitude for almost-liquid women, you could at least hopefully have your pick of which offshoot to serve.
And of course, you know exactly which one you'll choose.
Boundless Blue.
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Re: Boundless Blue.
I love it how you wrote this in blue, very, VERY fitting
Certainly a fic that shows a more... hopeful... outlook on being trapped with a Queen Slime... though if I was him I would have tried to make the others see me as more then just a food source, and who knows maybe he will one day too and will have a lovely blue Queen Slime harem
You should consider making a Dark Slime fic too, as far as slimes are concerned, Dark Slimes are my fav
Certainly a fic that shows a more... hopeful... outlook on being trapped with a Queen Slime... though if I was him I would have tried to make the others see me as more then just a food source, and who knows maybe he will one day too and will have a lovely blue Queen Slime harem
You should consider making a Dark Slime fic too, as far as slimes are concerned, Dark Slimes are my fav