Day 11 - /Restraints/Sounding - Tales of Androgyny

The world could be a cruel, uncaring place. But life was easier when you had a good attitude, a can-do personality, and were mostly indestructible through conventional means of warfare.

Tea slid happily around the glade, reaching up into one of the trees and pulling a bird down, perched on her gooey finger. It lifted one and then the other of its feet in confusion, seemingly unable to quite figure out why it was having trouble moving them, then flew away. She blew a kiss to it as it went. Two little footprints like a pair of chicken scratch lines remained indented in the teal slime of her finger for a moment until she bubbled softly and erased them. As she moved around, she maintained - roughly - the shape of a particularly curvaceous woman. Though, without people around to see her she relaxed the strictness of the form somewhat. Moving around the glade she would pool a bit more around where her feet would have been, becoming fairly bottom-heavy to ambulate around faster. Then when she’d reach up into the trees after a bird or a bit of fruit, she’d stretch long and thin. No matter what shape she took, a heart-shaped core of slime packed dense as a ball of clay remained between her hips, roughly where her sex would have been if she were actually human.

As she plucked a piece of fruit from the same tree, the branch shook off a handful of loose leaves that landed on her and decorated her. She pushed the fruit into her face. Without any teeth, she couldn’t have split the soft skin of it even if she wanted to. But as it rested inside of her, she sucked on it like a piece of candy, slowly dissolving the fuzzy surface. The leaves slowly sunk into her as well as she stopped paying attention to them, but as her body discovered they were neither tasty nor the kind of thing she could digest, they fell back out semi-autonomously.

At the corner of her eye, Tea saw something shifting out toward the edge of the glade. It was quite far from the usual footpaths, so seeing something that lingered and stomped about instead of skitting away was a rare treat. She pulled herself a little more into shape. Pooling her slime around where her breasts and hips should have been, away from her stomach and legs. By the time she was done, she had a pretty literal hourglass figure. She hesitated in the glade, waiting to see if whatever it was came closer or was moving away.

Not long after, she caught sight of what it was, as they came tramping toward the glade. A human, androgynous in appearance but leaning male (though they all looked the same aside from their crotches). His hair was black and shoulder-length shaggy, his skin lowlander pale. When Tea noticed how he was dressed, she nearly scowled. A pair of armored boots and gauntlets, but a fabric top and a loose fabric skirt. A Paladin, then. She had never understood why they would wear so much armor in some places and so little in others, surely it would be better to go all-in on one or the other? But Paladins almost all tended to be irrational.

He got closer and Tea could see that his eyes were a dawn-colored gold, his lips plump and girly. His hips round and legs chubby, though his stomach flat. Beneath the cloth of his shirt she could make out barely-there protrusions of breasts. Even by human standards, he was androgynous. Beneath his skirt as he walked, she could occasionally see the glinting flash of gold. Being a Paladin, his little penis would be caged, so he may as well have been a girl. He was scowling angrily, sword hanging at his side, not looking at Tea. She waited until he came into the glade, and when he kept going like he was going to walk right into her, she cleared her throat.

“Hello,” Tea spoke gently but loudly. When the human turned to her, she gave her chest a little jiggle and bobbed in place.

The human jumped like he was startled and his eyes finally found her and focused on her. No sooner had they done so than he clumsily drew his sword, fumbling it and all but throwing it to the ground a few feet away from him. He scambled for it and picked it up, bending over and showing that he was, indeed, caged. Then he turned on his heels and brandished it at her.

“Humans usually don’t come out this far,” Tea made her face as friendly as she could and moved a little more of herself into her hips. She approached him, no concern for his sword or his glare. “What brings you to my haunt?”

“Stay back!” The human barked, his voice high and girly as he brandished his cruddy sword. “I’m warning you.”

“Oh honey,” Tea slid a little closer to him, but finally stopped when he started taking steps back. “I’m a slime. That little old thing isn’t going to hurt me. You’re a Paladin, right? Didn’t they teach you that you couldn’t kill a slime?”

“No, I-” The human started uncertainly, then started brandishing his sword more furiously. “They told me that the world was full of monsters like you that would try to steal my virtue. Even try to kill me or eat me.”

“Well, I don’t really think of myself as a monster.” Tea made a gesture like she was scratching her chin, but her fingers simply sunk wetly into her face. The display seemed to horrify him. “I guess at one point I was a non-sentient slime who just went around eating anything it caught, but at some point I ate something sentient and-”

“So you do eat people!” He made a gesture which the church considered a protective ward against evil.

“I’m not sure what I ate,” Tea shrugged. “Maybe it was a person, but it probably wasn’t. It was probably a snake or a mouse or something.”

“You’re telling me you’ve eaten so many people you can’t remember how many?” The human’s face went even paler.

“You’re…” Tea hesitated. Paladins, on top of being irrational, usually weren’t the brightest either. “I haven’t even touched a person in a long time now. Besides, most of the things slimes eat, we don’t kill. It’s a sort of-”

“Well you’re not going to break your fast on me!” He cried.

“You’re really being very rude,” Tea sighed. “And unreasonable. I’d much rather be your friend than your enemy. I can’t even begin to guess how you made it this deep into the woods without falling afoul of something much meaner.”

“I don’t want to be your friend, beast!” The man squeaked. “I’m lost on my way to Silajam. Just point me on my way, and I might let you live!”

“We must have gotten off on the wrong foot,” Tea relaxed her body, making herself less curvy and less human-like. “My name is Tea, what’s-”

“You don’t need to know my name!” The more Tea looked into his eyes, the more she could see a mixture of dumb terror and genuine spite.

“Okay,” Tea slithered a little closer. “What would you like me to call you? Boy? Paladin? Human? I’ve only been to Silajam once, but you’re quite a ways away from it. You may want to find somewhere safe to camp, I doubt you’ll get there before nightfall.”

“You’re trying to trick me,” The human seemed to lower his sword, just a bit. “I’m wasting my time here.”

“I’m really not,” Tea slunk a little backwards. “I don’t know why you’re being so hostile-”

“You’re a monster!” He took an aggressive step forward, seemingly taking her step back as him having effectively scared her. “Me not slaying you is better than you deserve!”

“You’re just awful!” Tea scowled. “I don’t know what they’ve told you in the church, but it must have been absolutely worthless to make you like this.”

“A monster and a heretic!” The human took a step forward and raised his sword.

“I told you, that thing isn’t going to hurt me-” Tea started, but the human leapt forward and slashed at her. A small handful of her goo spilled on the ground beside her, but she held her shape.

He kept flailing his sword, he wasn’t very good with it. Tea kept backpedaling away and trying to convince him that what he was doing wasn’t worth his time, but he kept knocking little bits of her out. It didn’t hurt, she’d never actually felt pain so far as she knew. But it was frustrating. Each little glob he knocked out of her was going to take time to regenerate. And as he kept going, his swings growing wild, without even meaning to her knocked the half-dissolved fruit out of her, as well as glancing against her core. The feeling of her core being hit was like a nasty little bolt of lightning. Not pain, but concern.

Eventually, his thrusts growing weaker and slower, the human had pushed Tea to the edge of the glade. She held out her hands.

“Careful,” She tried to caution him as the roots started to grow thick and the underbrush started to tickle the bottom of her form. “You might-”

He tripped right before she could finish saying it, sword slipping from his sweat-damp hands and dropping into the underbrush. As he fell forward, Tea suddenly felt herself distorting and bulging. Face-first he tumbled right into what resembled her hips, slipping inside of her completely and floating within her. Sighing, she moved back toward the center of the glade.

“I did try to warn you, you know,” As she moved, Tea could feel that more of her was missing than she’d maybe even thought. It was a struggle to carry him, despite how short and effete he was. “You know, you didn’t even have to be nice to avoid this, you just had to avoid being as aggressive as you are dumb.”

She started to shift her body, congealing the parts above him and softening the parts around him, trying to push him out. If he would hold still, she was more than content to plop him out onto the ground, let him go get his sword, and leave her the hell alone for the rest of both of their lives. But he started thrashing, trying to claw at her despite her being all around him, kicking his feet impotently.

“Hold still!” Tea grimaced, “I can’t get you out if you’re squirming!”

The more he thrashed, the more the slime around him kept trying to congeal to keep him in. It wasn’t something she was controlling. She didn’t want to be carrying around an angry little piece of shit for the next few days any more than he wanted to be carried around. As he kept thrashing, the slime around his head got thick enough that his eyes widened, his mouth starting to gasp into her as he struggled to breathe.

“When you squirm, my body gets firmer.” She sighed. “I don’t control that. You have to stay still.”

Even as his face got redder and he started grasping at his neck, the idiot kept squirming. He was churning her lower half nearly to the point of a solid. Tea tried to pull all of the slime she could away from him, leaving him with just a skin-thickness layer, but even then he just kept thrashing and moving.

“This isn’t a joke, you know.” Tea moved her face around until she was looking him in the eye. “You could die, and I wouldn’t be able to do anything to stop it.”

He kept thrashing.

Tea sighed. Some creatures simply weren’t long for this world. Either through predation or through their own mistakes, they were just going to find a way to the afterlife regardless of how much you tried to help them. She had once seen a hunter free a deer from the snare it had fallen into, only to watch it run away and fall into a nearby snare before he could finish fixing the first. If she let him free, assuming he didn’t accidentally kill himself inside of her first, there were probably far nastier monsters that he would meet along the way. One of his stray kicks hit her core, and she had an unpleasant, full-body shudder.

“Alright, you know what?” She shifted form, growing thinner and thinner until she looked like a snake with a single, human-shaped lump inside of her. Her face hovered right around his. “You’re clearly too dumb to be reasoned with, and you’re not going to make it to Silajam even if I let you free, so I’m going to teach you a lesson and send you running back to wherever they taught you to act like this.”

Tea reached out with her senses and probed his body. He was still gasping and thrashing, but his movements were starting to weaken. She slid between his legs, lingering over his caged cock for a moment. His cage was a few thin strips of golden metal with a dome that pressed the head of his cock in toward his body, his tiny balls dangling through a metal ring. She probed the cage just slightly and felt a narrow tube rubbing from the dome into his cock. While she wasn’t an expert on Paladins, she didn’t know what church it was that gave their servants catheter cages. If they were that cruel, it made sense that they would produce especially nasty Paladins.

She moved away from his cock and toward his back door, which he hadn’t made any effort to cover. Not just a cruel church, but a dumb one too if they thought the main danger a boy like this posed to his own virtue was ever getting inside of a girl. Tea pressed her focus against his asshole for a moment before, wet and thin as she needed to, she started to trickle inside of it. As she started to seep, her slime thinned and softened. Her natural regeneration behavior took priority over her digestion ones. That did mean that if you trapped an animal you didn’t want to eat, the best way to release it was… to enter it… but you could be back out again before anybody noticed. Usually.

He must have felt her entering him, because his weakening, twitching movements gained a new bit of life. But as she got more of herself into him and the slime peeled away from his face, he gasped for air and choked hard enough to stop struggling at least for a moment. Tea started to open him up more, letting herself flow in faster. His hole widened without much resistance, **** apart by strange abuses of differential pressure that mother nature probably hadn’t ever planned for. Holding herself as mostly liquid and applying **** in a certain way in other areas, the slime that moved inside of the human was pushing outward in every direction with equal **** at all times. Even if the Paladin was a virgin, his clenching was not stronger than hydraulic mechanics.

It took a while for him to quit **** and get his breath back. Long enough that when he finally seemed to get over his panic of dying, he realized with a start that his stomach was starting to distend. The Paladin set one hand on his stomach as it gurgled and filled, while with another he kept trying to slap and claw at Tea. Eventually, she had **** him wide enough that her core moved up against his hole. Feeling something solid and large press against him, he started to clench as hard as he could manage. For a moment, he kept her from getting in, her core pressing against his hole and effectively sealing it.

“You don’t want to do that,” She spoke, half in his mind and half out, “Delta-P is going to-”

His resistance didn’t even last as long as her explanation. The **** of two bodies of fluid (or slime) trying to equalize was enough to shove the core past his hole and careening into his gut like a cannonball. It slammed against his stomach, making a bulge for a moment like a baby kicking, then started to slide back toward the rest of her, stretching him a little further along the way. She settled it roughly next to his prostate, and the feeling of it pressing down on his bud must have been pretty intense, considering how his cage started to leak from the tip.

“I keep trying to warn you, but you never listen to my warnings.” Tea sighed, again only half out loud. “When you try to block something like that, it pushes with a **** equal to the area of the hole, times the difference in depth and psi.”

She burbled to herself for a moment, continuing to stuff his growing stomach.

“Not sure how I know that. Maybe the sentient being I ate was a scientist or something.”

The human clutched his stomach as the last bits of her slipped inside and the world suddenly went dark for Tea. She connected enough to his brain to look through his eyes, though she doubted there was very much in his head worth learning. Looking down through his eyes, his stomach had rounded out like he was heavily pregnant. Which in a way, he kinda was. Even with her core and more than half of her mass down lower in his guts, stretching his back door and squeezing his prostate like she was trying to crush it. His name was Sam, that was one thing worth learning. He also was convinced that this was the wrong way for things to happen. Boys weren’t supposed to be the ones that had things go inside of them. Though, he supposed, they did have a hole for it after all.

“Half correct,” She spoke like a voice in his head. Maybe she could be the first one that could make sure he knew better. “There are two more, but one of them is just for girls like me.”

She consciously broke herself apart, leaving her core and a good-sized chunk of slime plugging his asshole and resting against his prostate. Then the rest of her, mostly watery or honey-like fluid, crept up through his stomach into his throat and began to seep slowly out of his mouth. Tea made herself light and thin enough that he didn’t gag, but he looked down at her in horror as her face started to dribble from between his teeth on a little teal current. As she oozed down his chest, she lingered for just a moment on his surprisingly perky nipples under his shirt, then started to pool and congeal around his crotch like a weight. She considered for a moment dissolving his cage, or any of his clothes for that matter. But, she decided, when she was done with him, he was going to need all the help he could get. The cage would make things a bit snug and uncomfortable, but it wouldn’t really ruin her pleasure.

Pressing gently through the slit at the tip of his cage, she squirmed her way up through the catheter. He must not have realized what she was doing until he felt her, not much warmer than the evening air, start to leak from it into his balls and prostate. Sam screamed. She was pushing against herself from two sides of a thin wall, and she made both of them vibrate for a moment, more to shut him up than anything else. As she kept moving she drew out of his prostate and slid down continually into his balls. Looking between his legs, the roughly person-sized puddle of slime kept shrinking while his balls started to grow. Not very comfortably, she could imagine. He grimaced and started to grind his teeth, pawing at his cage and his crotch. There was still a lot of her left. Gallons.

“You took a lot out of me with that sword of yours,” She murmured to him. “For a slime to regenerate bits of herself, she needs somewhere cramped and warm and wet. Your stomach would be pretty good, but this place feels even tighter. Plus, there’s so much yummy food already waiting here.”

Sam kept whimpering and trying to scrape slime away from his cage. His balls had grown bigger than his fists now. Despite his protests, Tea felt his body starting to squeeze and contract, felt his balls starting to try to pump cum up through the wet mass of her body. She grabbed it and blocked it before it even got into his limp dick. Shoving it back inside of his nuts, she surrounded it and drew it into her. Given enough time, it was one of the materials she could form into a new core. His face went from pathetic to ****, his balls squeezing in orgasm but only growing larger and more full.

“I know it feels bad now, but I’m going to have to come out eventually,” She cooed. “Think of how good it’s going to feel when you’re shooting all of me out of your body.”

“I don’t…” He started, sniffling.

“You don’t want to?” Tea’s voice was more of a sneer, he must have really flipped a switch to awaken this kind of mean streak in her. “Would you rather carry all of this slime around inside of you from now on? I mean, I wouldn’t mind the company, but-”

“No!” Sam gasped, his balls were bigger than his feet now.

“I didn’t think so,” Tea burbled teasingly. “So just hold still and let me finish stuffing them!”

As she kept going, she started to move her detached core around in his ass. Rubbing it this way and that, giving his prostate a moment of relief before pressing against it again. Pumping it up and down inside of him like a detached love dart. He didn’t stop whimpering and whining, but he started to moan too. Leaking more and more both cum and precum into her, where she greedily absorbed it. Actually, it was probably better that she left him caged. Otherwise, she might have gotten impatient and started to stretch out his cock hole to get herself in faster. This not only assured that she didn’t permanently warp his body too badly, it also meant that he was going to have to work harder to get her out again. One ball was nearly as big as his head. She’d probably fit a gallon of herself in each.

By the time she was all the way in, all that Sam could do was whimper and lie on his back. His balls rested between his legs, each one almost as big as a goblin. The tip of his cock leaked tiny little teal drops. It was almost too tight of a fit, she was losing a bit of herself the longer she tried to stay in, but she couldn’t help it. Tea wanted to collect as much cum as possible, but she had also been holding him right at the edge of actual release for probably twenty minutes now. Even if she hadn’t been continually adding onto his edge, he’d have been a mewling mess. She started to vibrate her core against his prostate.

“Ooookay,” Tea made herself sound annoyed, like he was telling her to go home from the playground. “Are you ready for me to come out?”

Sam simply nodded. His eyes were leaking, and by sheer volume of what was in him, they had a teal tint to them. She might have actually been in his bloodstream. Maybe he’d never really be rid of her.

She gave his prostate one final coaxing squeeze and then released the block. Sam gripped the ground and screamed, Tea burbled happily, feeling a sort of communal, second-hand orgasm. The first shot that came squeezing out of his caged cock was probably more than a pint. As slightly white-tinged teal leaked from his cock, she could feel his guts contracting and pushing her core up against his back door, crushing his prostate in the process. That first shot alone probably took about as long to conclude as it would have for him to go pee. She reveled in the horrifying, inhuman orgasm that was playing out in her head as well as his.

The second shot came out even harder, probably closer to two or three pints, nearly breaking the cage and the catheter at once. A hose-like spray of teal that arced several feet away from him out of his downturned caged cock as he bucked his hips in the air. His balls were physically shrinking with each shot, but there was still so much more left in him. Each shot took more than a minute to fully empty.

His ass squeezed and contracted so tight that her core came shooting out, once again like a cannonball. The abused hole gaped and winked at the air as the detached core and little bits of slime it landed in formed a cube and slithered away on their own. Tea didn’t even notice.

It was so far beyond pain or pleasure, Sam wouldn't have had the words for it even if his dumb little brain could form them. It was like his mind was going soft around the edges with each successive squeeze of his shrinking testicles. And one after the other on into the dozens they just kept coming with no end in sight. Tea started to pool on the ground around him, little floating clusters of white dotted around her surface. His balls were shrinking more rapidly now, each spray less pressurized but no smaller, coming pouring out of him like an upended bottle.

When his head finally dropped to the ground and his eyes glazed over, the last little bits of Tea that his body could **** out came dripping from his cage. He was still covered in her, and she could still feel little bits of herself inside of him here and there. Maybe he would manage to clear her out fully, maybe not. Even if he did, there would be little bits of her in him for weeks if not months. His balls had also been permanently changed. Not so freakishly grown as before, but seemingly stuck now at fist-sized. They looked absolutely out of place on his feminine body and hanging from his cage.

“Oopsie,” Tea chuckled as she pulled herself roughly back into human shape. She pooled the cum all together between her hips where her womb might have been. “Looks like this monster just stole your virtue. And it looks like she just ruined normal sex for you in the process, too.”

Sam was breathing raggedly, his body entirely limp. As Tea bent down into the shrubs, she found his sword. Setting it beside him, she looked around.

“I think…” She hesitated, then beamed. “I think you lost my core at some point. That means that there’s another little me running around somewhere. I guess you’re kind of a mommy now. Sorry if that goes against your religion, or whatever.”

Sam finally passed out. Tea left him like that.

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