A reality altering slime monster

It started low, wet and heavy, like a barrel of thick oil being tipped over. Then it grew louder, faster, until a huge pile of slime rolled out of the door and into the fighting pit. The thing was massive, easily twice the height of a person and wide enough to block half the gateway. It glowed a faint pinkish-purple under the spotlights, translucent enough that you could see faint shapes moving inside its body. The crowd erupted into loud cheers the moment it appeared, the invisible audience roaring and stomping like they had been waiting for this exact monster all night.

The announcer’s voice boomed again, full of theatrical excitement.

“And the monster chosen for our brave champion is… the Absorbing Slime!”

Elizabeth froze. Her legs started shaking before she could stop them. This wasn’t some ordinary dungeon beast. She had only ever read about absorbing slimes in old, dusty books, mythical creatures from ages long past, things that didn’t just kill you but took pieces of you while you were still alive. If even half of what she remembered was true, then she didn’t even stand–

Before she could even finish the thought, the slime moved.

It was deceptively fast for something that looked like a slow-moving blob. One second it was twenty paces away; the next it surged forward in a rolling wave, faster than any normal slime had any right to be. Elizabeth tried to dodge, dark magic flaring around her hands, but the slime simply flowed around her like water. In less than a heartbeat it had engulfed her completely, trapping her inside its translucent body.

Chell watched in horror from the side of the pit.

Elizabeth thrashed inside the slime, arms and legs pushing against the thick gel that held her suspended a foot off the ground. Her mouth opened in a silent scream as the slime **** its way between her lips, pouring down her throat. One hand reached out desperately toward Chell, fingers stretching, before the entire mass of slime suddenly shone bright pink. A huge wave of light burst outward, forcing Chell and Roisin to throw their arms up and cover their eyes. Dheris just barked once and shook her head, confused.

When the light faded, Elizabeth had stopped struggling.

She hung motionless inside the slime, body limp, eyes wide open and full of raw fear. Her clothes were starting to dissolve, fabric breaking down into tiny sparkling particles that the slime absorbed greedily. The white-and-pink bard outfit melted away piece by piece, leaving her petite body completely bare inside the translucent mass. Small breasts, narrow waist, tight little ass, smooth shaved cunt, all of it on full display for the audience and the streaming orbs.

The announcer spoke again, voice dripping with mock sympathy.

“Behold, ladies and gentlemen! The Absorbing Slime is a creature from a time long forgotten, beyond anything your average adventurer has ever faced. It hungers, and it takes whatever it wants. Seems like our pretty little streamer is providing the first course, her clothes, for your viewing pleasure!”

Loud laughter rolled through the invisible crowd. Some of them whistled. Others catcalled.

Chell couldn’t look away. The slime began to compress inward, squeezing tighter around Elizabeth’s body. What had been pink and translucent a moment ago turned opaque and thick as it molded itself to every curve. It looked like it was pressing into her skin, into her head.

“Looks like the slime is eating her mind,” the announcer continued cheerfully, “but do not worry, ladies and gentlemen. This noble beast is never selfish. It always leaves something behind. It just takes what it needs.”