Slime Study: Eshere's Awakening 2
Story by TikTikKobold on SoFurry
While hiding out from the Judicators of Anteronia, Tik Tik has decided to do some studying on the nature of slimes and slime-like beings. She finally gets a chance to learn just what is going on in Eshere's mind as the slime opens up to Tik Tik about the time she first became aware.
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I had never experienced losing a part of myself before. The tendril that was drinking from the horse fell upon the ground and dissipated in a useless puddle. I quivered as I felt the lack of myself for the first time. That's when the fear built up in me. It was much different than the self-preservation I was sure I always had.
There is an instinct all living things have to live and stay alive, but now with fear, I finally had context, dread, anxiety. There is a distinct, acute difference between desiring to continue and fearing the end. Despite how subtle its effects, the sensation left a terrible void buried in my heart—which, in itself, I did not realize I had.
I faced the one who had harmed me and found a young woman, dressed in a frilly pink dress. Her hair and eyes matched the brightness of her outfit, and styled intricately with many flowing locks done up in tails and braids. She held out her hand, and a heart-shaped shield flew into her grasp. Upon that shield was residue, my residue, dripping off of it and onto the ground before her.
She pointed at me with a gloved hand, her brows furrowed, and her conviction burning. I didn't understand the words that came from her lips then, but the way she spoke them triggered my need to defend myself.
The canine form I had taken would no longer do. Instead, I lept at her, spreading out into a net of protoplasmic goo.
Our battle was swift. She slashed at me with the bladed edge of her weapon, but it wasn't enough to break through. Each attack only broke apart parts of me that quickly healed, and soon, I was upon her, enveloping her form, covering her completely
She tried to scream, but I filled her mouth, sucking on her spit and pushing my sedative slime down her throat.
They all stop fighting after that. They all become complacent, but she did something I didn't expect. Her eyes rolled back and she shuddered as I traveled down her throat. I didn't pay much attention to her at first, so I grabbed at the unnecessary garments getting in the way of the sweet nutrients. They burned away under my dissolving enzymes as I pinned her down, spreading thin and spreading her out underneath of me.
The initial fight is enough to produce enough sweat and pump enough blood to sate me, especially from a creature of her size. From her flesh, I lapped up the secretions of every pore, and suctioned against her sensitive, perky nipples.
I saved the most succulent treat for last, thrusting up between her legs and filling her as I did with her mouth. Her skin prickled against me, and she shuddered as I brushed over her, and she laughed.
How odd then that I would understand what laughter was, but there it was. She was the first sapient I fed from, and the more I fed, the more I understood.
Sensing that her breasts would not provide me nourishment, I worked my form into two tiny points. They pushed inside of her, injecting her with the proper mixture of my being to help her along. Soon enough, her breasts swelled beyond their original size, and sweet, warm milk leaked out from the nipples. I suctioned around them, extracting the white liquid, which flowed around inside me before finally disappearing into my essence.
She gasped as I injected her, but also pushed herself up as I suckled. Odd, indeed. Her arms and legs started working—did she overcome my sedative? I tried to push her back down again, but she didn't try to push away or pull herself free. She wrapped her hands around my back, holding her fingers against my outer membrane.
That's when I realized that I had taken on a humanoid form—her humanoid form, and my lips had been around one of those nipples for some time. I pulled back, letting her flesh wobble as I let go.
She gasped, squeezing my back tighter, her legs then joining in holding onto me. I tilted my head, but pressed my fingers to her chin, trailing them down along her neck and over her collar. She had produced more of that sweat, and I was enjoying the taste upon my members.
I squeezed her breasts, making the milk squirt out from her and drizzle down her body in lovely white trails. I licked up her stomach with mine, picking up the mix of flavors.
Still, inside her most nutritious of openings, I realized that she was producing much more than any other creature had before. I slid back and down off of her, looking inside that glistening mound with fingers spreading the lips open. I licked my lips and pressed them against her, lapping up that nectar with my long, translucent tongue.
Her gasps became higher and higher as I feasted upon her, lapping at the succulent treat from within. She kicked and squirmed and finally locked her legs around my head, pushing me in closer. She had held onto me before, but when she pressed her hands upon my head, forcing me in deeper—that's when I realized that something was different. This wasn't just a feeding, not for her and, as I soon felt the warmth building up in my core, I realized it was no longer just a feeding for me, either.