Drenched

Jill swung her head around just in time to see a blob of green mucusy-vomit flying straight for her head. It splattered all over her face, making her even more grossed out than she already was. She had to figure out a way to beat these guys, or at least to get away. More goop came flying at her, completely coating her tits and midriff. She got up to run, but another Slimer got below her and tripped her, causing her to fall flat on her face into a puddle of goop. Conveniently, this also left her ass and pussy completely free for the rest of the ghosts to play with, which they hurriedly did. Jill lay on the ground, defeated. She had to think of something. She was Jill Valentine, after all. After all of the shit she had killed, there was no way she was going to let some fat green blobs be the end of her. But as much as she tried, she couldn't think of anything. She needed a miracle, or else she would become an eternal playtoy for these phantoms. It was utterly overwhelming. Her entire brain was consumed with pure disgust and humiliation, as she fell victim to these little groping, fucking, gross pieces of shit.

Suddenly, it all stopped. No more cold fingers playing with her pussy, no more waves of snot vomit flying at her, and no more little green men squeezing her nipples as hard as they could. She could feel their presence nearby, so she knew they were still here, but something had made them stop. Honestly, she was scared at what could have made this unstoppable phantom army take caution. She glanced backwards, and realized it was much worse than any kind of other creature scaring them off. No, they weren't scared at all. They had just found something better than her to play with. A vial of FORMULA X.

Jill knew she needed to grab that bottle in order for her mission to be complete, but she had no clue how in the world she was going to get past the massive green horde that had swarmed around it. It seemed like they were trying to pop the lid off of the small glass vial, and while she knew they would eventually be successful, it seemed like she had plenty of time to think before they figured it out. And that was precisely the moment when the Slimers started merging. Two at a time, they flew into each other as fast as they could at high speeds, and they would pop out as one larger, merged entity. Slowly but surely, all of the slimers began to merge together, until finally they were one massive goopy entity. The vial appeared to be inside of the creature's stomach area, although luckily still intact. And a horrible idea began to form in Jill's mind.

Jill was not prepared for the experience of jumping straight through a massive blob made up of a substance that was somehow both like mucus and vomit and the same time. Needless to say, it certainly wasn't a pleasant experience. Not to mention how she got stuck about a quarter of the way through, making her fingers just out of reach of the vial. She desperately reached deeper and deeper, but couldn't quite make it. The creature began to attack her within. She could feel a slime tentacle slide down her throat as the entire gloopy body began to pulsate in and out, groping her tits. She concentrated, trying desperately to ignore the horrid sensations she was experiencing. Finally, she kicked her leg hard off of a nearby wall, giving her just enough momentum to thrust her hand deep into the creature's gut, grabbing the vile. As soon as she did, the monster dissipated back into a pile of liquidy green goop, drenching jill in more slime than she was already in, and with a lot of it now in her mouth. How charming. She noticed the puddles on the floor beginning to move again, so she quickly sent the vial of formula back to base using the built in mini-teleporter chip (capable of transporting small, non-biological objects) Sansa had made her install in her wrist, then bolted out of the room and down the first random corridor she found.