Turning in the quest and meeting new friends!

“Uh, Lyn?”

“Yes? What is it, my trusty human companion?”

“Are you sure you don’t want my jacket?” I asked as the two of us re-entered the quest hall. She had already gotten more than a number of looks from the other students as we passed them by. The reason for my concern was fairly evident, she was still completely and utterly naked. All of her curviest bits jiggled and swayed with each step.

“O-hohoho, I told you, didn’t I? You need not concern yourself, as a member of the superior elven race, I am well-accustomed to the current climate! And as the school’s most gifted sorceress, I have plenty of useful spells that can protect me from the elements.”

“That’s…” I began but then trailed off. It wasn’t exactly the problem, but hey, I couldn’t deny who I was. If she really didn’t see the issue in wandering around campus in the nude, I was frankly the last guy who was gonna try and make her understand. I was just going to enjoy the show while it lasted. The wonderful, bouncy show.

We both walked to the quest counter to turn in the contract. In my inventory were a grand total of four gallons of blue goo, each in their own half-gallon container. I popped the jars out of my inventory and began dropping them on the counter one by one. I nearly dropped one of my cum flasks as well, sometimes the inventory system could be twitchy if you weren’t paying attention. In the meantime, my naked elven companion confidently slapped down the parchment contract.

“We have completed this important quest!” Lyn announced proudly, “and so, we would like to collect our reward posthaste!”

“Wow, that’s a lotta goo,” the lady behind the counter said in a seductive manner. Her tone made me think that hearing her say something similar about sperm in a porn video wouldn’t feel out of place.

After placing the last of the eight jars on the counter, I took a good look at the lady. She was fair skinned with many freckles across her face and hefty breasts, which were about on par with Lyn’s in terms of size, even if the elf was taller. She also had a wonderfully soft-looking pair of plump lips which were covered in a cobalt blue shade of lipstick. This color, interestingly, was shared by her hair which was pulled up into an explosive curly topknot. Her half-lidded vibrant lime-green eyes looked at me and seemed to like what they saw.

“Hey, you’re that new student, the boy.” she said, grinning. “Gotta be honest, when I heard the rumors, I thought it was just nonsense. But here ya are, a real-life stud.”

“Nice to meet you, I’m Murasaki,” I greeted, unable to keep my eyes away from her cleavage.

“Mellon Azurebell,” she replied, then grabbed the jars of blue goo. They began disappearing one by one, presumably into her own inventory. She was wearing something akin to a medieval barmaid’s outfit, but not exactly. It did thankfully feature the wonderfully low-neckline common in that garb, and I couldn’t look away as her breasts wobbled and bounced each time she reached for and grabbed the jars. It even seemed she was performing this task slowly specifically to give me more time to watch her. I liked this woman already.

Once all of the jars were gone, she produced an abacus from beneath the counter and began fiddling with it while I continued to stare. The jiggling was much more subtle now, since her movements had become tighter and more focused, but I was enjoying it regardless. When she finished with whatever calculation she was doing, a bag of coins appeared in her hand, and she placed it on the counter. It was surprisingly large.

“Here you are,” she said, smirking at how long it took for my eyes to stray from her chest to the bag.

“That much?” Lyn said, slightly surprised.

“Four gallons of blue goo is no joke, missy,” Mellon replied.

“Well, as congratulations on your very first completed mission, I shall graciously permit my human servant to keep it all!” Lyn said and then laughed into the back of her hand. “O-hohoho!”

“Wait, really?” I asked, then the other important part of that announcement occurred to me, “Wait, servant?”

The elf responded by clapping her hands on my shoulders. This gesture also made her breasts bounce thunderously. “But of course! The experience from all of the green slimes leading up to the final and fateful fight was all I truly needed. Enjoy the spoils of your victory!” I did glance at her stats to find that she was, indeed, a level higher than she was before.

Well, if she was satisfied then I supposed it would be rude to argue. Besides, I did technically do all the work, even if that work was admittedly just jizzing all over Lyn for an hour. I grabbed the bag and then let it vanish into my inventory, and my mind’s eye watched in amazement as I saw the huge sum get added. Four gallons of blue goo really was serious business.

In the meantime, Lyn had begun walking away, “Until we meet again, Murasaki! Contact me anytime you need to lean on my impeccable skill and talent!”

It wasn’t until I saw her perfectly-shaped ass disappear through the door of the quest hall that I realized she hadn’t clarified the whole “servant” thing. Not that I really minded such a hot lady thinking about me in any remotely familiar context. While I liked to consider myself a top in most situations, I didn’t swing completely in one direction. Even the idea of her using the term in a sexual context made my cock, already erect from the bouncing breast show, twitch a bit with delight.

“Don’t worry, she’s like that with everyone,” Mellon said, waving a hand.

“She’s definitely odd,” I replied. “Is she really going to be okay wandering around in the nude like that?”

“Oh, she does that all the time. I’m her dorm building supervisor, if she isn’t in class, it’s about a fifty-fifty chance she’s nude for whatever reason. Even in class, sometimes. Everyone over at the Diamond Shield are intimately familiar with her body. I think she actually likes to show it off.”

“Hot,” I said.

“Agreed, but now I might be a little jealous of all the attention she’s getting.” After saying that, Mellon reached over the counter, grabbed my wrist and forcibly brought my hand to her breast. The softness immediately destroyed my willpower, and I began squeezing the smooth and delightful orb.

“Wh—” I began and then got silenced by a finger against my lips.

“Tell ya what, sugar, keep completing quests with that level of efficiency and not only will you get rich, but it’ll also make me look good,” she winked as she slipped my hand down into her dress to feel the breast more directly. “Think of this as your reward for bringing me so much of this stuff. The client’s gonna be really happy to get this. When my clients are happy, I’m happy, and when I’m happy, you’ll be happy. Got it?”

I only responded by pinching her hard nipple and nodding furiously.

“Mnh, Good boy. I’m afraid I can’t do much more today, it’s almost time for me to end my shift. You oughtta head back to your dorm.” She removed my hand but then placed a smooch on the back of it before releasing it. It had a very distinct dark blue lip-print left over. My brain couldn’t help but imagine distinctive blue rings showing up somewhere else as she gave one of her extra “rewards”.

“You got it! I’ll work hard for you, Miss Mellon!”

She winked and blew me a kiss before disappearing behind a staff-only doorway.

I left the quest hall with an extra pep in my step.

I sighed as I returned to my dorm room. A lot happened today. I got access to a job, I got an amazing tittyfuck from the school nurse, I got to jizz all over a hot elf as part of a quest, and struck a deal with a hot quest clerk. Not only that, all the blue slimes, as well as the multiple climaxes, contributed to my exp gain. As such, I had gained a level, I was now officially a level 2 eromancer!

With that level came stat gains across the board, as well as a brand-new skill, one that was oddly appropriate for the quest I just finished. I was eager to try it out, so without wasting any time, I held out both hands in front of me in my spacious room and activated the skill.

“Summon Familiar: Pink Slime!”

A neon pink magic circle appeared on the floor of my room and there was a bright flash of rosy light. Then, almost as quickly as it had appeared, it vanished, leaving something in its place. A shape that was all-too-familiar by now. It was a basketball-sized dome of translucent jelly, sparkling like a dewdrop in the light of the room. The difference between this slime and all of the others I had seen up until this point was obvious, it was pink.

“Oh, hello there,” I said, somewhat absently. I had to admit, I was expecting something more like a slime-girl, but frankly, even just this simple sphere of goo was kinda cute, especially now that it was pink.

It did not respond to my greeting, but it did jiggle a bit. I suppose I shouldn’t expect something like this to be able to talk.

“I guess you’re my new familiar huh?” According to the spell description, a familiar was a creature that I could summon at will and that would remain at my side until such time as I decided to store it. Apparently, I could store it in my inventory if I wanted to. “You’re kinda cute, actually!” I said, grinning as I sat down on my bedside.

It jiggled in a manner that I could somehow describe as “happily” at my words. I had no idea how exactly I could tell that, but frankly I was willing to take all the help I could get when communicating with something in such a one-sided manner.

“Come here,” I said patting my lap.

It did not hesitate, immediately bouncing from its current position and into my lap where it jiggled happily again. It was extremely smooth and very soft; it actually wasn’t too out there to describe it as distinctly breast-like. It didn’t even seem to stick to my hand as I gently pat it, I guess it could control how smooth or sticky it was. That was pretty cool.

“I think I’m gonna call you Slime-tan!” I announced confidently.

She responded with another happy jiggle followed by a vibration that reminded me of a cat purring. I couldn’t help it, by the way, the color and the boob analogy were both making me think of it as being female already. I had no idea if slimes had genders or even cared, but I couldn’t help my first impression. Until I was informed otherwise, that was what my brain was doing.

As I gently patted the vibrating slime, I looked over her list of abilities. Apparently, she wasn’t anything especially combat-effective, but I had no room to judge her on that metric. Her abilities seemed to be primarily utility-based. She could dissolve specific objects by making her body acidic, and even more usefully, could store objects in my inventory that had less volume than her. This was handy because ordinarily in order to store things in my inventory I had to touch it directly, but Slime-tan would be able to store things while at a distance. I could even send her all the way back to the dorm to grab something I may have forgotten.

“You’re the best, Slime-tan!” I said and then yawned. A lot certainly had happened today, and it was catching up to me.

Perhaps sensing my exhaustion, Slime-tan hopped off my lap and then plopped herself among my pillows, changing her shape to match them. That was interesting, I found myself wondering what a slime-pillow would feel like. Probably heavenly. However, since she already kind of felt like a boob, I had a better idea.

After explaining what I wanted, Slime-tan changed herself into the shape of two separate domes like a pair of breasts. There were even little tips to represent nipples, though they were literally just small points, there wasn’t any graphic detail to them.

“Aha! Perfect!” Then I hurriedly removed my clothes and tossed them into my hamper before practically leaping into the bed to feel the wonderful sensation. Though I didn’t actually know what a boob-pillow felt like, I could guess as much, and this feeling was exactly what I had in mind. So much softness and smoothness, and just the right amount of support for my neck. Boobs truly did make the best pillows!

In addition to the softness and unlike a regular pillow, my own body heat never seemed to make Slime-tan any warmer. She remained perfectly cool no matter what, and that was glorious.

It was no wonder that with such a comfort as this, I would fall right to sleep without any problem. It was also no wonder that my dreams would consist primarily of the glory of boobs until morning came.