Hide in the room

You don't even hesitate for a moment. It's either one threat or a possible threat. It doesn't take a genius to figure out what to go for.

You slip into the room and quickly kill the lights. You duck under the nearest desk and lay down as quietly as you can. You hear the footsteps approach, but then they quickly fade, and you can't hear them any more. Whoever was following you, you lost her.

You let out a sigh, and are about to crawl back out from under the desk when all of a sudden you feel something prod your butt.

"EEeeeek!" You shriek and scramble out on all fours. Sitting on the floor, you look behind you, and are shocked to find a transparent red tendril poke out from the back of the desk. It's attached to the wall, and pokes out from the top of the underside of the desk. Your eyes follow it up until you spot a large mass of red transparent ooze stuck to the ceiling.

It seems to stare at you for a moment, then it drops from the ceiling and splatters on the floor in front of you. You scoot backwards a few feet, and watch as it starts to shake and jiggle. A female figure pops up from the center of the blob. Over half of the blob's mass has taken on the shape of a long-haired female woman, only composed of translucent gel. [Sailor Venus, Sailor Moon] The strange creature simply looks at you for a moment as you stare back into it's pure-red eyes.

"Yum, yum! Someone I don't know! Good! Good! Welcome! Welcome!" The slime exclaims in a high-pitched voice, clapping her hands together. Shaking and shivering, you slowly rise to your feet and start sloooowly backing up to the door.

"You're... Saying welcome..." You say to the creature. "You're happy to see me?"

"Oh, Yes! Yes! I always wanted a friend!"

"So... Can you help me get out of here? Can you help me get further down, friend?"

"Out? Out? No. No. You're gonna stay... Stay with me forever... We can be slime buddies! Yes! Yes! Yum! Yum! Eat! Eat!"

That was enough for you. You break into a sprint towards the door, but the slimegirl's tendrils shoot out at lighting speed. They wrap around your ankles, flip you onto your back, and drag you all the way back to her in a matter of seconds. She lifts you about a foot off the ground, restrains your arms behind your back, lifts up your legs and contorts them into a compromising "M" shape.

"LET ME GO!" You yell at the top of your lungs."Let me go, or I swear I'll- Mmmpgopmphmpmh!"

A red tendril stuffs itself into your mouth. You try to bite down, but your teeth just bounce off of it like a superball. It continues, worming it's way down your throat and ending up in your stomach.

"Rude! Rude!" The slimegirl yells. "So very, very rude! But it doesn't matter. You're gonna be a me! Just gotta melt you into mush first!"

You feel the tendrils around your legs wrap around your calves like snakes, drawing closer and closer to your torso. They feel almost nice. They gently caress your skin and squeeze your legs tightly.

"Let's go! Let's go! Time to eat! Stuff you full and eat you up! Slosh! Slosh! Melt! Melt!"

Your legs shiver as the tendrils glide around your taint. The one on your right leg tickles your labia. The one on your left leg pushes it's way down your asscrack until it pokes you in the anus.

"No..." You think to yourself. "I don't want this... I don't want to be a pile of mush..."

You let out a muffled scream as both tendrils violate your orifices at once. The first tendril feels warm as it gushes and pulses through your vagina and into your womb. The second one feels even better as it continually works it's way through your large intestine. Despite your resistance, you can feel your body getting hot and flustered. Your vagina starts to produce lady-cum that begins dribbling out onto the floor.

As the tendrils flow deeper and deeper into your body, the girl begins to sing.

"Gonna put one in the baby hole and one in her rear end! Pump her full of sloshy juice to blow up my new friend!"

You feel the end of the tentacle in your womb begin to expand, filling it up. The tentacle in your ass worms it's way through your body until it reaches your stomach. You give a groan as the tentacle in your mouth and the tentacle in your ass connect together, and start to fill your stomach up as well. Everything feels hot... So very, very hot... But nothing's burning or painful.

"Ghkkgkk... Urugh..." you moan. The tendrils expand, pushing firmly on your vagina and anal walls, and tightening your esophagus. Your body is limp, and you feel immensely boated. You're lowered back down to the floor, where you slump into a pile and let your arms droop by your side. Your stomach and womb continue to get pumped and stretched, and your belly starts to expand beyond normal size, giving you the appearance of pregnancy. The slimegirl, now smaller than before, uses her tentacles to size up your round, meaty breasts, and then, she begins to sing again.

"Suck her dry and fill 'er up! Fill her now till she's a Z-cup! Digest her through all the holes you've found, till' she's a puddle on the ground!"

Two small tendrils attach to your floppy breasts and begin suckling you. Naturally, you can't do a thing but watch and moan as your warm, creamy milk flows through the clear tendrils. After about 5 minutes, the flow starts moving in reverse as the slime pumps itself up into your breasts, replacing the milk.

After five more minutes, you're nothing but a mess. Your belly has expanded far beyond normal human limits. It sags on the ground like a garbage bag, Your lower body has become gluey and molten and looks like a melted candle. Your legs, knees and ass have fused to the floor in a pinkish puddle, and your stomach has begun to merge with it as well. Your upper body is a bit more intact, but not by much. Your tits have grown four sizes and have begun to sag, and your fingers have melted into a puddle on the floor.

And yet, you still feel no pain. You feel too bloated to do anything, but you actually feel quite good. Sexual stimulation constantly courses throughout your body as the heat of digestion into go continues. You let out a soft moan of pleasure and a small amount of cum bubbles forth from your melted vagina.

"Ah... Ah..." You think to yourself. "What... What have I become...? Winry would be so... so ashamed of me... Or... Maybe... She'd want to join me...I feel so good... Maybe just one more minute... And then I'll really break free... I'm sure... I'm sure I can... can... can..."

Ten minutes later your lower body had melted into a pile of flesh-colored ooze. You were up to your boobs now in your former body. Your breasts looked like scoops of melted ice cream, only about a fourth of your arms remained, and your face was beginning to slide off your head and down your neck. Your hair was embedded partially in your flesh, and all around, you were beginning to take on a red tinge, starting from the bottom.

"Just, just... One, one... More, more minute... So good... So good... So warm... So warm...Ah... Ah..."

Five minutes later, you're nothing more than a puddle of flesh. You're featureless and translucent red around the outer portion, but the inner portion is a peach coloration, with a pair of cute, red nipples, a gelified mop of brown hair, merged in with the rest of the flesh, and the skin-tone lipstick impression where your lips once were.

As the pink begins to enclose toward the peach center, the slimegirl sticks her finger in you and swirls you around. Your nipples and hair easily merge int with the rest of your flesh, as there's no difference between them but color. As you lay there on the floor, swirled around like a puddle of paint, you become completely red, and the slime sing the final lines of her song.

"Once she's melted down to goo, she'll be reborn as a brand-new you!"

And indeed, half an hour later, you started to thicken and bubble. You rise from the puddle and begin to take shape. Once you finish, you open your gooey eyes and look over your new form. It's exactly the same as your old one, only you're molded entirely of a single gooey red element.

However, though you still look like May in shape, your mind has been drastically altered. You still have your memories, but your personality has been completely overridden aside from a few key traits. You still hold a love for Winry, you still have your likes and dislikes, and you still fear the same things you always did. Aside from that though, you've become a carbon copy of the slimegirl that digested you. Brainless, cheery, and lusty as fuck. You poke your boob and give a big, dumb smile as it jiggles energetically.

"Yay! Yay!" You exclaim as you clap your hands together. "Happy birthday! Happy birthday!"

The other slime- your mother, technically speaking - claps her hands together and cheers as well. She pounces on your and pulls you to the floor. Your bodies merge together as you begin to make out, becoming a wobbling, gooey pile of slime sex.

You end up staying as a slime for hundreds of years. You're eventually released from the factory and set upon the world, allowing you to reproduce even further...

[SLIME GIRL ENDING ACHIEVED]