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Slimy Life, Slimy Wife
🕑 Added 2025-01-04 04:25:02 +0000 UTCAuthor's Notes: This is a sequel to Mother Slime. I advise reading it via the site or by downloading the PDF as it actually has all the pretty colors.
Content Warning: This story contains unwilling FtF slime girl-ification, an orientation change, and an increase of dominance and sex drive. Base personality and intelligence remains the same, though.
Also, slime birthing. It’s a thing.
Ugh. I couldn’t believe finding this damn dungeon had taken me a week. A week! Jason hadn’t even disguised it that well - just a bundle of dying branches in the vague form of a bush. Though maybe it had worked a bit better before the leaves started withering off the branches and shit. As things were, it mostly just fooled me by blending into the mountain landscape - all brown, and dead, like everything else around here, aside from a few actual bushes.
Anyways, at least now I knew what my idiot of a friend had been sneaking out for… a dungeon! A previously undiscovered one, too, unless I was mistaken. Which was probably why he’d kept it from me, too - I mean, a chance to train while we were supposed to be taking time off? That sounded exactly the sort of trouble that weakling would have gotten himself into.
Considering how I hadn’t seen him in a week, there was a good chance he’d slipped up and made a mistake. Alone. In a cave. Without me there to protect him… All probably in an attempt to impress me…
Was he even still alive?
I pushed that thought back, shaking my head thoroughly to dismiss not only the unwanted thought, but the dreadful emotions that came with it. Fear, guilt, loss - all that crap. I preferred to feel angry. That way, I could stay determined to find his ass and drag him back to the surface.
I had a lot to be angry about, too! I mean, he left me totally alone in a strange town so that he could explore this random ass dungeon! Didn’t he know he was my meat shield against would-be flirters? Gross dudes were a lot less likely to flirt with me when he was present, after all. And hot dudes… Well, I was plenty capable of working around him, when he was present. I was more worried about the absolute creeps like Richard. He’d basically been stalking me, of late, insinuating that Jason had either died or taken off and that I should consider getting a new party member… He wasn’t the only one at the guild saying it, either. Bunch of hyenas, all of them - trying to pick off the lone girl now that her backup had disappeared…
Still, Richard was in a league of his own. I mean, he picked a room at the inn right next to mine! And I kept seeing him out of the corner of my eye, everywhere I went… at least I was pretty sure I’d lost him this time. If not? Well, I was about to go into a dungeon - and what happened in there would stay in there, for better or worse.
Not there there was much there, to begin with. Mostly… slimes? Worth a little XP, but you’d need to grind a ton of them and I wasn’t desperate enough for the levels to consider it. I didn’t want to get their goop all over my sword, either, and my backup weapons - a whip and a dagger - weren’t exactly well suited for the job. Plus, there didn’t seem to be that many slimes to begin with… Honestly, I was afraid killing them would result in a Dungeon Shut Down!
Thankfully, the dumb things were pretty much harmless. I walked right past them without a word, taking care not to step on any of them as I traversed the dungeon. It was a basic cave setup, with off branching tunnels that never went too far, and a main road that winded around and around, without regard to how much room there should be in a given space. I was pretty sure it should have intersected with itself - or at least one of the side tunnels - a dozen times over already. Everyone knew that the space in dungeons didn’t play by the rules, though.
My patience was eventually rewarded by the sound of someone moaning. I raced towards the sound without a second thought, entering a side tunnel with a slight curve to it. It was longer than most of the branching paths I explored, making me wonder if Jason had purposefully chosen the most annoying place possible to get himself injured, just to drive me crazy. A crazy thought, honestly - but it helped keep me sane until I finally rounded the last bend to see…
…Some sorta slime girl? I mean, she looked like a girl. Thick thighs, big tits, and a vagina that was currently exposed to the world. I actually almost found myself turning away, embarrassed not so much by the sight of her nudity, but by the true source of her moans - she was laying on her back, fingering herself and squeezing at her tits like she didn’t have a care in the world. Like she wasn’t even aware I was there.
After a few seconds of this, though, she finally withdrew her hand from her pussy - though she didn’t close her thighs. Instead, she spread them out even further and let out a short gasp as something small and green wriggled its way out of her, falling to the ground with a “plop.”
Looking at it closer, it was a slime. She’d just birthed a slime.
“What are you…?” I whispered, reaching for my sword. I’d never heard of a dungeon reproducing monsters this way. It was supposed to be done based on mana… but maybe this dungeon didn’t have mana at its disposal? That would explain the lack of slimes. Not the lack of Jason, though.
Still, I considered it a good sign! Even that worthless lump would have been worth a hefty chunk of mana if he’d upped and died in these caverns. Enough to make a hell of a lot more than slimes… Or maybe just enough to make one really advanced monster… like, one who could produce infinite basic units?
“That’s rude,” the slime girl muttered, pulling me from my thoughts. “And scary! Why are you looking at me like I killed your best friend, or something?”
My grip around the sword tightened, and the slime girl fell backwards, letting out a squeak.
“Please don’t hurt me!” she called. “I’m totally weak! Not at all worth the XP! I still need to birth another sixty slimes for my next level up! And-and…”
I let out a sigh, releasing my grip on the sword. The girl’s core was right where her heart should have been. An easy stab was all it would take to end her. I couldn’t bring myself to do it, though. Not yet, anyways. She just seemed so scared…
It was stupid. She was a monster! A monster that birthed other monsters! She could pose a real threat to society… if she wasn’t just a dumb slime. A quick status check showed that she wasn’t even that strong!
Name:*
Sex: Female
Class: Breeder
Level: 5
Race: Mother Slime
Of course, she had mentioned something about leveling up by breeding… but even so, if all she birthed was slimes, I was struggling to see her as a threat. If anything, this place would probably make a source of revenue for the nearby town - easy monsters, easy early levels, even if it wouldn’t be good for much else. Which was maybe for the best - only an absolute idiot would grind here in the later levels, which meant that the townsfolk probably wouldn’t draw too many of the really rowdy types with this as an attraction.
Speaking of idiots, though…
“I can’t believe I’m asking a monster this… but did a man, around my age, come through here? He had brown hair, brown eyes, a really plain face, basically the definition of average in every way? Wielded a sword? Ring any bells?”
“Bells?” The slime pushed herself up into a sitting position, then tilted her head. It was… kinda cute. I’d have probably appreciated the way her breasts jiggled a little as she moved, too, if I actually swung that way. “No bells… But it does feel like I remember someone… sorta… like that? Except he was super awesome with his sword. Like, he could kill slimes every second! Just stab, stab, stab! …Not that I’m sure why anyone would want to hurt my cute babies, though…”
“Riiiight,” I replied, a little unnerved by her description. “Please don’t tell me he seduced you, or anything?”
“Seduced me?” the slime girl asked, confused.
“Well, I can’t figure out any reason you’d think he was so ‘awesome’ if he wasn’t lying his way into your bed or something… But I guess I can question his gross ass once I find him. Do you remember when he left?”
“Left?” The girl asked, this time tilting her head in the other direction. “I never left. I just joined the dungeon, so that I could make slime babies!”
“You…” I paused, taking another look at the girl. There was no way. She looked nothing like Jason. I mean, Jason didn’t have legs like that, let alone a humongous set of tits! But… If I wasn’t imagining it, I could almost see a little similarity between his face and the girl’s. Like I was looking at his cousin, or something.
“Jason?”
The girl giggled. “That’s a male name, silly! I’m not male. I’m a Mother Slime! An unnamed Mother Slime… Are you going to name me Jason?”
“What? No!” I refused, closing my eyes. “You’re just… confusing me. We were talking about Jason, then you said something about yourself never leaving?”
“You have a really good memory!” the girl said, smiling. “I think. I don’t really know, though? Since I don’t really remember what I said in the first place.”
She giggled, then placed a hand on her cheek. “You know, you’re really cute… I wouldn’t mind being named by you. Especially since you feel… familiar.”
“Familiar?” I asked, the hair on the back of my neck rising as I backed a step away from this girl who definitely wasn’t Jason. I refused to even acknowledge the option!
“Yeah,” the girl agreed, completely oblivious to my thoughts. “Like… Someone I used to know? And like. Really, really liked…” The girl again placed her hands on the floor and pushed, this time rising to her feet. She was about my height - maybe half an inch shorter? With incredibly perky boobs and nipples big enough that they seemed liable to poke someone’s eye out. She was also giving me a really weirdly wide smile. “I kinda want to kiss you…”
“Well, I don’t want to kiss you,” I replied, instantly shooting her down. She pouted, in return, but thankfully didn’t press it. “Look, I just want to know what happened to my friend Jason, alright?”
“Always on task,” the slime girl muttered, crossing her arms. Or trying to. She seemed to have trouble maneuvering around her massive honkers. “Just like you… Boring Kas-Kas!”
I flinched. “Where did you hear that name?”
“What name?” the slime girl asked, innocently, once again putting her head at an angle.
“The thing you just called me! Where did you hear it!”
The girl frowned, furrowing her brow for a moment, before shrugging. “I don’t remember!”
I cursed. Loudly. And repeatedly! In the end, though, it got me nothing but a sore throat. I still had no idea who this girl was, or what her connection to Jason was. I just knew she had one. With her being dumb as a brick, though, I had no reliable way to access the information…
Unless… a mind mage? It would be expensive, but doable. No way I could get one to come out here, though. Instead, I’d have to take the slime girl to them… Which meant… taming her. It was the only way I’d get away with carting her around towns and cities.
That was going to be troublesome. From what I knew, the only way to tame a slime was to get your hand on their core and forcefully eject your magic into it. Which meant getting closer to this girl than I wanted to… or rather this monster. I had to remember that, no matter how playful she seemed, she was still a dungeon beast who could try to kill me. Which was why I took a deep breath, mentally apologized to the Mother Slime, and thrust my hand directly into her body, to grab at her core.
“O-oh my,” the slime murmured. I could feel her acid tingling as it tried to consume my hand, but it was too slow. A burst of my mana was all it took to form the connection.
Or at least that’s all it should have taken.
Error
The message flashed across my face. Not the half-transparent blue and white of the status sheet I was used to, but bright and red, on a dark screen.
Error. Tamer Kasey has attempted to claim Unnamed Mother Slime.
Unnamed Mother Slime is already claimed by Unnamed Dungeon.
Possible Solution: Ingestion of Mother Slime materials should allow for proper bondage.
“Wha-” was all I managed to get out before the Mother Slime took advantage of our closeness to grab my head. A moment later I found my lips pressed against something soft, warm, and squishy as the Mother Slime attempted to kiss me.
“H-” I tried to protest, but the moment my mouth opened a slimy tongue slithered its way in. Practically slamming my tongue shut, I tried to teach the girl a lesson on kissing unwilling strangers that she wouldn’t forget - but I forgot that no matter how solid she looked, she was still just a slime. My teeth cleaved straight through the jelly material, and a bit of the slime slid down my throat.
I should have been disgusted. I should have been outraged. Yet for some reason, kissing the slime girl… suddenly didn’t seem so bad? She had soft lips, after all. Way softer than any I’d ever kissed before. Not to mention the feel of her warm, perky tits pressing against mine…
I shook my head hurriedly, drawing my arm out of the slime’s chest and stepping back. “What did you do to me?”
“I started the bondage procedure!” the slime girl happily informed me, with a goofy grin on her face. It looked entirely too much like the one Jason used to give me, but I shook that thought off.
“Okay, first of all, it’s bonding, idiot… Second, that’s not what you did! You’d be my tamed monster, if you had, and I can most assuredly tell you that you’re not!”
“Then I guess you still need to tame me,” the little twerp teased, sticking her tongue out at me like some sorta brat. I wanted nothing more than to march across the room, grab her, and bend her over my knee, slapping that jiggly ass of hers… Maybe copping a feel in the process…
Wait. What? No. Why did my brain keep going there? I didn’t swing that way!
Name: Kasey
Sex: Female
Class: Fighter
Level: 17
Race: Human
Sexuality: Bi
“What? No!” I protested. “I’m not! I never… I never even looked at a girl like that, before! And since when has that been a slot on the status screen, anyways!?”
Name: Kasey
Sex: Female
Class: Fighter
Level: 17
Race: Human
Sexuality: Lesbian
A squealing something slammed into my side, stopping me from reacting to the screen. My first instinct was to go for the sword, but I stopped myself when I realized just what had hit me - the slime girl. And more importantly, the slime girl’s breasts, which were being pressed directly against my sword arm.
“Y-wh-uh-” I stuttered, suddenly bright red. Which was weird. Guys had never done this to me? I mean, sure, sometimes a super cute one would get me a bit flustered, but not to this extent. This was almost… bottom territory. Ugh.
“Get off me,” I managed to say, pushing my hand against her shoulder. Uselessly, since my hand just passed through the slime. Still, the slime girl raised herself off me, much to my surprise.
“Are you sure Mistress?” the girl asked. “You seemed to really like feeling my tits like that…”
“Huh?” I asked, having mostly missed the slime girl’s speech. I’d been distracted by how soft and kissable her lips looked. No, not just her lips - all of her. I wanted to bury her in kisses. To suck on her flesh. To caress every inch of her jiggly flesh.
“What is wrong with me?” I muttered.
Name: Kasey
Sex: Female
Class: Fighter
Level: 17
Race: Human
Sexuality: Disaster Lesbian
Status: Horny
“Hey! That’s not even a real sexuality! …I don’t think…” Shit. Why did I sound so uncertain? So nervous? Like I was scared of confrontation, or something.
“Are you feeling okay, Mistress?” the slime girl asked me.
“Yes. No. Shut up! I’m not your-” I froze, the words dying on my tongue as I felt a sudden weight upon me. As if the world as a whole was watching me in that moment. Somehow, I knew that if I said what I wanted to say, and denied the hold I’d been given… well, it wouldn’t end very well for me. Someone had to be the mistress in this relationship, after all, and I’d done nothing but run away from the position.
Was that why I’d found myself acting so submissive? So… weak? Because the world - or the system, or the dungeon, or whatever the hell was sending me these messages - didn’t think I was worthy? Because I was too busy running away to appreciate what was in front of me… a soft, kissable girl that would obey my every whim.
Nevermind the fact that I didn’t like girls, a moment ago. It was hard to figure out why I hadn’t, anyways - they had such soft curves, and so many pleasant places to touch, and they looked so good in so many things… What had even drawn me to guys in the first place? Hard angles? No! I’d always liked the cute look… The soft look. Now I’d just taken it to its logical extreme, and learned to appreciate the sexy look as well.
So as for the cute, sexy, and willfully obedient slime girl right in front of me? Well, I knew just what to do. Once again, my hand reached towards her chest, but this time I wasn’t plunging myself between her breasts, but purposefully groping one of her massive tits.
Honestly, I half expected my fingers to go through her with the pressure I was subjecting her to, but instead her tit stood firm and bouncy beneath my fingers, her hard nipple pressing itself against my palm as she laid her head back and moaned.
At the same time, I felt a surge of confidence rushing through me, wiping away any fears or anxieties I had about this course of action. Why had I even hesitated? There was a hot girl in front of me, literally there for the taking! And she was going to be mine…
Speaking of… “System? Or whatever you are? I want to name this slime.”
“You’re going to name me?!”
I nodded, silently waiting for an answer from the black box. When none came, I shrugged and pressed forwards.
“Jessie,” I said. “Your name is Jessie.”
As soon as the last word slipped my lips, I felt something thrum within me. A connection, an awareness of the girl in front of me, one that completely dwarfed what I’d had before. It was like a bundle of information in the back of my mind - where she was (right in front of me) how she was (horny) and what she wanted from her trainer (to fuck her, and help her produce more babies).
Individuals Kasie and Jessie have been bonded.
I snorted. “Tell me something I don’t know?”
Name: Kasey
Sex: Female
Class: Tamer
Level: 17
Race: Slime Girl (Mimic variety)
“Wait, what?” I protested, blinking at the screen. “I’m not a….” I glanced down at my hands. They were turning transparent before my eyes, shifting from a healthy tan to a light blue. Desperately, I tried to stop it, willing it with all my might to turn back - and, to my surprise, it worked. Sorta. The color shifted back, at least, letting me look normal enough… but I could feel that something had shifted in me. My body felt more flexible, more responsive, and less… Restrictive?
Race: Mimic Slime
“Right…” I whispered. I really should have been freaked out. I mean, my race was just changed on me, without my consent! But looking at it now? Looking so human, yet knowing it could be so much more…
Hesitating a moment, I tried something - focusing on my arm, I caused it to thin, the flesh turning pitch black as it got more and slender. At the same time, the extra mass was put to work extending the arm, making it long and sinuous, until it eventually formed a whip.
“Ooooh, that’s pretty, Mistress…” the slime girl - Jessie - said. “What are you going to do with it?”
I smirked in reply, before drawing my arm-turned-whip back and snapping it forward. To my delight, I felt control over the entire thing even when it was in flight, from the base connected to my shoulder to the slightly bulbous tip at the end. It was nothing but a simple movement of my boneless body to have the “whip” wrap itself around Jessie and tighten - and since it was made of slime, at the end of the day, it didn’t break through her body like my hand had previously. Instead, I used it to tug her close against myself, before sending the tip of the whip questing down between our bodies, so that it could rub its head against Jessie’s wet slit.
“M-Mistress?” Jessie whispered, her question barely louder than a breath. Nevertheless, I could see the pure want in her eyes - not to mention sense it in our connection. “Are you going to… do things to me, now?”
“Unless you don’t want me to,” I teased,” withdrawing the nub of the whip from her sex and leaving it hovering a hair’s breadth away.
Jessie shook her head, of course. “N-no! I want it! I want it!”
“Thought so…” I loosened the whip, letting it slide down around her hips and towards the floor, before suddenly tightening it around her legs and pulling.
She let out a cute squeak in response, falling backwards to land on her bubbly butt. The way she pouted at me for the rough treatment was just… adorable. I found myself biting my lip as I walked towards her, already imagining all the wonderful sounds I’d be having her make soon enough.
“M-Mistress?” Jessie stuttered, looking up at me with wide eyes. “What are you planning to do to me?”
“Hmmm? I wonder?” I teased, tilting my head to the side in an imitation of her innocence. Slowly, I lowered myself, sitting down atop my legs as I eyed the exquisitely adorable looking slime girl in front of me. With her wide eyes, and her trembling lips, one might think she was terrified of what was coming - but I could tell, through our link, that it was anticipation that had her in a tizzy. She wanted this. She wanted me. But I wanted to hear it from her. “Tell me, pet. What do you want me to do to you?”
Jessie didn’t answer so much as squeak. The sounds that came out of her mouth were practically unintelligible - as if she were spitting out consonants and vowels at random. Comprehensible or not, though, her babble still brought a smile to my face. Leaning forward, I placed my hands upon her knees, and - after loosening my whip - gently parted her thighs.
What I saw between her thighs was the definition of a needy pussy - wet to the point of dripping, warm to the touch, and featuring a perky little button that was just begging for contact.
I crawled forward, not caring a whit about the rough cave floor, my hands sliding up the length of Jessie’s legs. Then I squeezed, slime bulging slightly between my fingers as I kneaded it, and lowered my head. My lips sealed themselves upon her slit, my tongue sliding into her channel, my finger gently teasing at her clit. I heard her cry out above me as I began my ministrations, licking at her center and playing with her. Soon, her cries turned to moans, and then whimpers, as she warned me ‘something’ was coming.
I moved my head out of the way in time to allow that ‘something’ - a yellow slime, sporting a red core. It was followed by more of its brethren soon after, to the apparent delight of Jessie who let out a moan that quickly transitioned to a happy squeal with each release.
“So that’s how a Slime Mother works…” I murmured.
Previously, I might have been turned off by the knowledge. Creeped out, even. As it was? I could only see it as the miracle of life. The birth of children…
“I want one, too,” I whispered, placing a hand on my stomach. “Or at least one with you…” I glanced at all the slimes on the floor. They were cute enough, if dumb little things. Not a speck of their mother’s intelligence. Yet they were still undoubtedly Jessie’s kin… Yet, despite giving her my help in the birthing, none of them felt like mine.
Deciding there was nothing to be done about it, I tried to turn my attention back to Jessie. Grabbing her by the wrists, I removed her hands from her nipples and lowered my own mouth to kiss and suck upon her teat. It was… delicious. Fun. Wonderful. Yet still, something felt like it was missing. And I knew what.
So when I heard the echoing of footsteps in the cavern, I wasn’t as annoyed as I could have been about the interruption. Even when the intruder shouted ‘Kasey’ in a horrifyingly familiar and terribly annoying voice, I showed no anger. Instead, I calmly read the new text that popped up in my mission - and smiled.
The Dungeon has been invaded!
It is currently too weak to risk its members.
Quest: Reprocess the intruder via the Mother Slime, turning them into a functioning member of your dungeon family
Reward: New Family Member
After all, my wish was about to come true - I was going to have a daughter.
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Author's Notes
Part two of the slime trilogy... (Which probably needs a better name than "slime trilogy" but I'll worry about that later!)
It took me a bit to get in the mood for the sexy stuff, but I hope it was worthwhile?
