A slime monster and a binding ritual

Venus tried to move and push the weird liquid off, but it moved and began to take shape on its own. Once the liquid that Venus now realized was a bluish slime monster had been completely poured out of the jar, Baba Yaga set the jar aside and moved back to give it space to work on her. Venus started to cry out for help but suddenly a tentacle like appendage grew from the slime and push into her mouth. It felt cold on her lips and tongue as it slid in, stopping before going down her throat. A foamy substance formed inside the slime and worked its way out until it was drenching Venus with the weird foam. Her meager cloths began to smoke and then were suddenly gone as the foamy acid ate them away.

In her corner of the room, Baba began chanting quietly. She had to keep her concentration as the slime had its way with the girl or the blessing wouldn't work and the poor dear would have to go through the whole ordeal again. And making this happen a second time would be considerably harder now that the girl knew the truth about her. Binding something as simple as a slime to the girl would have been much easier in Baba's youth but her age had weakened her. Now instead of just snapping her fingers to do it, she would have to let the slime feast upon the girls orgasm and the the girl taste her new familiar. The slime had easily taken care of that bit. Even if it hadn't pushed into her throat, bits of it would coat her tongue and mouth and she would swallow some of him eventually.

Without her cloths to protect her, the slime had easy access to all of her body. Part of it slid up to her tits and a tingling sensation began to spread through them. Her eyes fluttered and she hummed a moan around the tentacle in her mouth. It swirled around her tongue for a moment before retracting and sinking into the main body of the slime. Then the creature began to slide around her, encasing her most of her body but leaving her head and legs mostly untouched. Venus reluctantly cooed as the could liquid body slid across her ass and pussy. The tingling on her tits suddenly grew as she felt her breasts squeezed and groped inside the ooze covering them. The her ass was being caressed gently by the slime as it pushed apart her cheeks and pressed carefully against her rear entrance. Then it slid across her pussy a little too hard and she let out a surprised gasp of pleasure.

This seemed to catch the slime's attention and it rubbed again. When it received another soft moan, before suddenly withdrawing from her cunt. Venus was momentarily disappointed that the pleasurable teasing had stopped, but then she looked down at it and saw it once again making another tentacle near her pussy. This one was larger than the one that had invaded her mouth and she watched in shock and awe as it began hardening the tentacle. Once the tentacle was hard it began rubbing against her pussy as it had before. Venus new this feeling was wrong but she was enjoying the Slime's caresses. The slight pushing she had felt at her ass grew suddenly and a tiny sliver of the slime slid into her from behind. Venus cried out, surprised by how much she enjoyed the slight intrusion. Just as this new pleasure hit her, the tentacle at her pussy found her warm, soaked entrance and slid in forcefully. Venus's cry of pleasure turned into one of pain as her chastity was taken from her by the most base and simple of monsters.

Baba almost broke her chanting at her surprise. Such a beautiful and well endowed young woman was still a maiden? Had she known that, she would have thought of a different gift. But even still, this would only help strengthen the binding.

A small amount of blood trickled from Venus as the tentacle began to piston into her, twisting and drilling into her in ways that no real cock could have ever done. Although there was still some pain, it was quickly being replaced by pleasure again. The slime though was feasting upon her juices, taking the blood and wetness from her into itself. This fueled it even more and it pressed more of itself into her pussy and ass. To facilitate this it removed most of the ooze around her tits, but left two strands on her nipples since those seemed the most sensitive and had hardened as her pleasure increased. It kept these two strands pulling and teasing on the two little nubs and increased the girth and length of the smaller tentacle in her ass. Venus was feeling stuffed and now moaning and crying out in bliss as the slime pleasured her. Her head was now thrown back and her eyes rolled up in her head as the pistoning at both entrances increased even more.

Suddenly a shock ripped through her body and she arched her back as she experienced her first orgasm even. The slime drank up her juices and its mass began to increase. Baba saw the sudden change as Venus came and began chanting louder. Suddenly both Venus and the slime began to glow until the light was almost blinding. When the light finally faded and disappeared, Venus was laying on her back panting heavily. The slime had slid off of her and was splayed out next to her, just a little of its ooze still draped over her tits. Venus looked over at Baba and tried unsuccessfully to glare at the old witch. She wanted to be mad at her, but such hard sexual release had made her very content.

"What did you do to me?"

"Blessed you child."

Venus started to say something else but then she felt a pulsing her mind and then suddenly words.

(Momma happy. Did I do good?)

"Wh-what was that?"

"What child," Baba asked with a knowing smile.

"I just heard a voice! What was it?"

(Is momma mad? Voice raised, shaking.) Beside her the slime moved and it slid over her and held her tummy tightly.

"It feels your emotions and will react to them. This companion is my gift. It will take time to fully master it and I'm sure you will hate me for this, but I wanted to do something more for you. I have not seen a young woman like you in such a long time. I'm sorry for disturbing you. Please, get some rest."

With that, the old woman turned and went up the stairs. Venus lay there for a long time, unsure of how she should feel. The cool feeling of the slime was almost calming as it continued to cling to her.

(Is momma mad?) it repeated in her mind

"No, I'm not mad at you," she said, gently running a hand over the creature. A small bit of it clung to her hand, like a child wanting her to comfort it. Part of her wanted to hate Baba Yaga for this, but looking at down at the poor creature, she couldn't help but feel sorry for it. So she told it good night and tried to sleep, unsure of what the morning would bring.