'Cause you know how sticky it get (ayy)

Mary made it back to her bedroom. She kicked off her cowboy boots and flopped down in bed, trying to stop her heart from beating so fast.

I can’t calm down… She let out a moan, clutching the cross around her neck so tightly her fingers turned white. I just feel so hot inside!

She clenched her thighs together in an effort to stave off the improper feelings welling up in her loins. I’m not that sort of person! She chastised herself.

Mary may have been a virgin, but she wasn’t some naïve child who knew nothing about sex. She’d experienced arousal before, and as shameful as it was to admit, she’d been experiencing it with increasing frequency since she was brought to this island.

But she couldn’t let those lecherous feelings win. Her body was urging her to do things that no decent girl would ever do. Even now she could feel the area below her stomach burning, yearning, aching for something to fill it.

My womb… Mary reached down and traced her over her belly, feeling the warmth of her flesh beneath her fingers. She let out a yeep as a bolt of pleasure shot through her body.

“J-Just from that?!” Mary let out a moan, arching her back slightly. She hadn’t even reached the delta between her legs. All it had taken to feel like that was the touch of her fingers above her heated-up womb. She snapped back her hand like she’d been burned, and felt a stunning emptiness throb inside of her.

It took a few seconds for Mary to catch her breath, and in that time she realized that this heat wouldn’t subside until she did something about it. If anything, the longer this dragged on, the harder it was going to get for her. Shopping with Nick while showing off so much skin had nearly made her collapse from shame and heat, and that fire continued to be stoked until she reached the point where she couldn’t hold it in any longer.

“It’s not playing with myself, right? After all… all I’m doing is touching my belly. It’s not like I’m laying my hands on my private parts… s-so… this should be fine…” She swallowed away the dryness in her throat and returned her fingers to her midriff, kneading gently at her boiling womb as she imagined why it felt so hot.

I’m making eggs… for my husb- for Nick to fertilize…

With how hot she felt, her womb must have been working overtime to meet production demands. That thought was enough to drive her over the edge. She arched her back and let out another moan, grateful that Kim was stuck tending shop in the boutique.

Nick and Mimi had run out of conversation topics a long time ago. Questions to try and get a sense of her true nature seemed to roll right off the girl, and after what felt like hours of walking through the shopping district in silence he finally gave up and took her back to the elevator.

“I suppose we might as well go back to the room and order some food,” Nick sighed.

“Food?” Mimi tilted her head to the side in confusion.

“Yeah, you know, food. Stuff you eat?”

“Oh. Semen.” Mimi’s eyes shot to Nick’s shorts and he quickly covered his crotch.

“N-No!” He sputtered. “I mean real food! Like burgers or something!”

“…Oh. Food.” Mimi nodded. Her fingers danced across her lips. “I’ve never… eaten before. Food, I mean. What’s it like? Eating.”

Nick didn’t have an answer for that. She might as well have asked him to describe breathing.

“I guess… Try it and find out,” he offered lamely. “Also, um…”

“Yes?”

“…You don’t need to keep holding my hand.” They were already in the elevator, and she still hadn’t let him go.

Mimi shook her head. “Warm.”

“I know my hand is warm, but do you really have to keep holding onto it?” He didn’t really mind, it just felt a little embarrassing. She may have been human, but no one would mistake her for a normal one. Her palm was sticky and hot, with a sliminess to it like she’d smeared it with warm jelly. As nice as it felt, it was unnerving.

“Okay. I will let go.” Mimi let go of his hand. Nick was surprised by how obedient she was. Then she turned to him, and he saw a strange look in her eyes.

She held out her arms.

“Hug.”

“What?”

“I stopped holding hands. Now hug?” She looked up at him with those big pale eyes that seemed to stare into his soul.

“Um, sure, I guess,” he agreed, wrapping his arms around her in a hug.

“Haaaaah…” She sighed, hugging him back. “So warm… feels good.”

Hugged the Master! +1 VP

Nick let go. Mimi didn’t.

“Um, Mimi…”

“More. More cuddles,” she insisted, squeezing him tighter.

“I-I’ll give you more cuddles later!” He pleaded as the elevator came to a stop. “But right now, we need to get off!”

“…Okay.”

Mimi obediently dropped her arms to the side and stepped back, staring innocently at him. Nick sighed and regained his bearings.

“Good. Thanks. Let’s just go inside and get dinner prepared.” Nick led Mimi out of the entrance and into the main section of the Master’s Suite.

…Where he was immediately blindsided by Holly, kneeling obediently in front of the door.

“Welcome back, master!” She greeted him with a smile. “Would you like to eat dinner? Or perhaps take a bath? Or maybe you’d like to take your newest harem member and plow her into the mattress while I watch?”

Nick’s voice escaped him as he stared at Holly’s frantic expression. She was practically drooling.

“Um, just… just dinner would be… whoa!”

The dining room table was covered with mountains of food. Steak, roast chicken, a mountain of mashed potatoes with a saucer of gravy the size of a small swimming pool, and countless other delicacies.

“While I was waiting for you to come back I just whipped something together,” Holly explained. “I hope you both enjoy!”

She stood patiently at the side while Nick walked over to the spread, feeling like drooling a little bit himself.

That’s right… Holly was a great cook, wasn’t she?

Sylvia may have turned her into his sex ****, but she’d also gifted him a fine personal chef, as well.

“Allow me to serve you, master,” Holly said, setting a plate in front of him. She began shoveling oysters and steak onto it.

“Uh…”

“More? Absolutely, master!” She chirped, going for seconds and thirds.

“Why are there so many oysters?” He asked suspiciously. “And pineapple fruit salad?”

He had an inkling as to the reason before she even opened her mouth.

“To ensure you’re vigorous tonight, master!” Holly replied. “We’ve also prepared a lovely red for you and your partner this evening, it’s my favorite vintage!”

She presented a bottle of wine for his approval. He glanced across the table at Mimi, who was starting to drool as she looked at the feast before her eyes.

“Um, no. Absolutely not.” Until he had a better idea of what **** would do to the slime girl, he wanted it far, far away from her.

“As you wish, master,” Holly said, stepping aside with a bow. “Let me know if I can be of further assistance!”

With that, she walked over to a golden cage in the corner of the room and knelt down on the mattress inside, staring lovingly up at him.

Nick shivered slightly and turned his attention back to Mimi.

“So, um… are you hungry?” He asked. A stupid question, because anyone with eyes could see that the answer was yes. Mimi bobbed her head up and down frantically.

“Can I… eat all of it?” Her question ached with hopefulness.

“Sure. Eat whatever you want,” Nick assured her.

It became readily apparent that the first thing Mimi would need to learn was good manners. She ripped into the steak with her bare hands, biting off chunks of it. Blood rolled down her chin and stained her sweater, causing Nick to wince. They’d need to wash that. She drowned the steak with water and kept going, reaching for the apple pies Holly had baked next.

“You’ve got quite an appetite, huh?” He said, offering a weak laugh.

“I don’t know what this is!” Mimi exclaimed. “This feeling in my mouth! It’s like I want more!”

“Not like absorbing semen?” Nick asked, raising his eyebrow.

“NO!” Mimi shook her head so hard Nick thought it was going to come off. “It’s so… it’s so warm, and… I don’t know! There’s no words to describe it! But I like it so much!”

She’s become much more animated, he noticed. Are these her emotions leaking out?

“When you like food, you say it tastes good,” Nick informed her. “That’s what the sensation in your mouth is right now. Taste. And if it tastes really good, then you say it's delicious.”

“Do all humans have this ‘taste’?!” Mimi asked incredulously.

“…Most of ‘em, yeah.”

“Wooooow... Then how do you not spend all your time eating?!” Mimi continued to shovel food into her mouth like a pig. By the time they finished, the table was empty, and the slime girl was lying on the floor with her stomach bulging out like she was pregnant.

“Sho goooood…” Mimi moaned. She rubbed her belly and to Nick’s shock it slowly sank inwards until her figure returned to a slender hourglass. Then she picked herself up off the ground.

“…Not done yet,” she said, looking down at the stains covering her sweater. Slime began to ooze off of her hand and her fingers merged together until her arm turned into one big blob. She wiped the gunk over her clothes, sucking away all the stains and leaving the fabric pristine and white again.

Nick was amazed. “Whoa, uh… you should get a commercial for that.”

“What’s a commercial?”

“Never mind. We’ll talk about that later. For now, let’s-”

“Bed.”

Suddenly she was in front of him. With more **** than he expected she shoved him back, rolling over him like a tidal wave as he found himself pushed onto the bed.

“M-Mimi-!” He gasped, not expecting her to be so aggressive. He didn’t know why he didn’t expect it, given how they’d met, but given her childish glee as she devoured her meal earlier, her forceful personality had slipped his mind.

She stood beside the bed, staring down at him. Then she melted into a puddle of slime.

“Mimi?!” He exclaimed, sitting up in horror, wondering if something had happened to her. But a few seconds later she reformed herself, naked as she was when he first saw her. Then she returned to her human form and climbed onto the bed.

“Faster this way,” she replied, not even glancing at the pants and sweater she’d discarded. “What comes next is sex, yes?”

Nick fumbled for the right thing to say. He glanced at Holly, but that was a mistake. She looked even more eager than Mimi did to see them do it.

Mimi hovered above him on the bed. He felt a strange sense of fearful nostalgia, flashing back to earlier that morning when she’d loomed over him in a similar pose back in the garden. Back then, her eyes had looked hungry but now he saw something different. She seemed curious.

“What should I do?” She asked quietly.

“H-Huh?”

“Before… I just took you inside of me and drained you. But… I don’t want to do that right now,” she whispered, squeezing her chest. “I want to feel you… warm.”

“I-I see…”

That’s right, she’s a virgin. She might have done that stuff to me in her slime body, but when it comes to being a human, she must not know a lot about sex… okay then. Nick swallowed, looking into Mimi’s eyes.

“We don’t, um… we don’t have to go all the way tonight,” he said gently.

Mimi tilted her head to the side. “Why not?”

“Because… um…”

Nick could name half a dozen reasons why he wasn’t comfortable having sex with Mimi right now. The childish way she was growing acclimated to the world, so at odds with her adult body? The fact that said adult body looked exactly like Carly’s, and it felt weird having sex with it? Or how about the fact that, as human as she appeared, she was still the slime girl that had attacked him in the forest just this morning?

He was awash with reasons not to go through with this. And one that stood out over all the others.

“Because you’re still learning,” he finally said. “Mimi, you just got the chance to become human. Don’t you think you’re rushing things a little bit?”

“Rushing?” She asked, blinking in confusion. “What do you mean?”

“Think of it like this,” he said, taking her hands and guiding them from his chest. “For a long time, you were growing in the flower, right? Maturing and incubating, and then you finally emerged this morning. And then, if that wasn’t enough, this afternoon you just became human! You’ve got so many things to experience ahead of you; more food like the kind you had tonight, more people to hug, all sorts of stuff. And sex… well, your first time having sex… it’s an incredibly special moment.”

Nick smiled as he remembered his night with Gina.

“Trust me, I know.”

“This isn’t special?” Mimi asked. Nick thought he heard a wobbling in her voice.

Is she… going to cry?

“No, it’s special, it is,” Nick said, quickly trying to soothe the slime girl. Her emotions didn’t show on her face, but he knew she was concerned. “But it’s a different kind of special. I think… before we have sex… it might be better for you to explore being human for a little longer. Figure out what sort of things you like.”

“My fetishes, you mean,” Mimi said bluntly, and Nick nearly choked.

“Wh-What?! Where did you hear that!?”

“On the beach.”

“Well, uh… I was thinking more along the lines of making new friends and exploring your emotions, but, uh…”

“Fetishes,” she repeated, cutting him off. Her stare was adamant.

“…Sure. That works too,” Nick sighed.

The two stared at each other.

“So… what should I do now?” Mimi asked pitifully.

“We could just sit here together,” Nick suggested. “And go to bed.”

“But what about that?” Mimi pointed at the bulge in Nick’s shorts, and only then did he realize how aroused he was. The idea of a girl with Carly’s body being so eager to please him just hit a strange spot in his brain, and he couldn’t help getting hard at the idea.

“This is, um…”

“I could… take care of it?” Mimi asked, her eyes brimming with hope. “Not sex, but… other stuff?”

“Yes!” A tiny voice squeaked from the corner, and Nick’s eyes shot to Holly, kneeling in her kennel, hearts flashing in her eyes as drool wet the front of her outfit.

His dick throbbed in his shorts and he realized that there was no point fighting it. His body was aching to cum; did it matter if it was from Mimi’s hands, or his own?

“Have you ever… do you know what a handjob is?” Nick asked.

“Hand… job?” Mimi shook her head.

“It’s where, um… you use your hands, to, uh…”

“Drain the semen?”

“…Yes.”

“I will try,” she nodded. “…If you want me to, I mean.”

Nick gulped at how submissive she sounded asking him that. He nodded back and unzipped his shorts, kicking them off along with his boxers.

“YES! Fuck!”

Holly was starting to get annoying. He glanced at her and she quickly shut up, settling for staring lustfully at his erection instead.

She wasn’t the only one. Though the look in Mimi’s eyes couldn’t exactly be described as “lustful”.

“Interesting…” Mimi leaned down and poked at Nick’s cock, watching it bob back and forth as she did. She moved around his crotch to look at it from all angles, completely innocent to the way her breath was tickling his shaft and making him even more ****.

She reached out to wrap her fingers around it, giving it a testing squeeze.

“Ungh!” Nick grunted. Her hands still had that strange texture to them, a bizarre mixture of sticky and slimy.

“It’s so hot…” Mimi said, amazed. Her lips curled up into an excited smile. “And when I touch it, I just want to… hm.”

She squeezed tighter, drawing her hand down to his crotch. Then she stroked up to his head before dropping down again, jerking him off a few more times.

“Yeah, like that…” Nick hissed. It was intoxicating, seeing her innocently exploring his cock like this. The sort of taboo feeling he got when imagining sex with someone as innocent as Mary. He felt his shaft pulsing in her hands and thrust up again, letting out more moans.

“This feels good?” Mimi asked.

“Fucking yeah it feels good,” he grunted in response.

“‘Fucking yeah’,” she echoed, nodding thoughtfully. Then she retracted her hand.

“Wh-Why?” Nick asked desperately. They’d been having a good time together, so why did she let him go like that?

“I wanted to try something,” Mimi murmured in reply. She brought her hands together and interlocked her fingers. Then she pulled them apart, and Nick stared in amazement at the strands of sticky white goo spiderwebbing between her fingers. It seemed to be steaming with heat.

“That’s… aaaaaahhh!” Nick threw back his head and moaned as Mimi wrapped both hands around his shaft this time. The sticky white substance felt even better than when he’d thrust inside of her slime-mouth. His cock felt simultaneously hot and cold at the same time as the cool sensation of slime rolled over the surface, heating him up from the inside with its insistent warmth. He’d never used lotion before to play with himself (his natural lubrication had always suited him just fine) but if this was what he was missing, he might reconsider that in the future.

“Fuck, that’s so fucking… fuck!” Nick couldn’t control his hips, thrusting frantically into her hands as she stroked him off. He felt like his cock was encased in a liquid cocoon, and everywhere it touched bathed it in the substance. Every second Mimi’s slime engulfed him is pleasure rose exponentially, and in a couple seconds he was pushed over the edge. “Fuck, Mimi, I’m cumming!” He groaned, spraying out an arc of semen that covered the slime girl’s face and chest in his seed.

She blinked curiously, not expecting that.

Handjob! +3 VP

Facial! +3 VP

“Hah… hah…” It took a second for Nick to catch his breath. When he finally did, he saw that Mimi had received quite a glazing, looking like a slime girl once again now that she was covered in his seed.

“Um, uh… wow, that was…” He didn’t know what to say.

Mimi reached up and scraped a bit of semen off her cheek, mixing it together with her own slime. She slipped the finger into her mouth and smiled, apparently liking the taste. Then she shocked Nick as her body melted away into translucent slime once more. Her skin absorbed all the semen covering her, and a second later she turned human again, completely clean.

“I like it,” she decided. She leaned down and ran her tongue up and down the length of Nick’s shaft, licking it clean. “I like it a lot. It is... delicious.”

Nick was still shocked he’d cum that fast. His stamina had only been improving since he first started doing sexual things, but when Mimi touched him…

“Wait… that slime, was it…”

Mimi nodded, already sensing what he was going to ask. She had grown much more perceptive of his mental state in their time together.

“I wanted to make you feel good,” she replied. “Perhaps I… used too much?”

She shied away from him, almost… bashful? He wondered if she could blush.

“I’m… sorry?” She tried the word out, staring hopefully at him. Nick just shook his head.

“It’s fine,” he said. “Remember? You’re still learning. Next time, I bet you’ll be able to adjust it properly so I don’t get overwhelmed.”

Mimi stared at him and nodded obediently. She glanced at his softening dick, and could sense that she’d drained him dry.

“So what now?” She asked curiously.

“Now we go to sleep, I guess,” Nick replied.

“Sleep… I’ve never done that before,” Mimi admitted. “Is it… nice?”

“Very nice,” Nick assured her. She smiled a little.

“Then let’s ‘sleep’,” she agreed.

“First thing’s first.” Nick grabbed his boxers and pulled them on, walking across the room to where Holly was waiting obediently in her cage. She was squirming, on the cusp of orgasm, but unable to cum because Nick’s partner for the night hadn’t yet.

“Holly, how was that?” He asked gently. He still felt bad that she was in this condition. If she was going to spend the rest of the show in his room, he wanted to make sure she knew he hadn't forgotten her.

“Amazing!” She gasped, relishing in finally being able to talk again so she could gush over his performance. “Seeing you cum so hard, because Mimi was simply that good at pleasuring you!? I was overwhelmed! Please, can’t you keep going?” She whined pathetically, even while knowing he was down for the count.

“Sorry, uh, looks like that’s out for tonight,” he apologized. Holly sighed, sinking down into her cage.

“It’s fine, master,” she smiled, her eyes tinged with desire. “Being denied like this is part of who I am, after all!”

The way she came right out and said that broke his heart. Holly didn’t deserve this.

“You’re a wonderful girl,” he said, unlatching her cage. “I know you like thinking that you’re worse than the girls in my harem, but that doesn’t mean you’re an inferior person.”

“Master?” Holly stared at him in confusion, trying to make sense of what he was saying. Nick sighed, taking the chain around her collar and pulling her from her cell.

“Come on. You can sleep in bed with us tonight.”

Holly gasped, her eyes bulging in shock.

“N-No! No, I could never presume to-!” Sleeping with the master?! That was for girls in his harem, not… not someone like her.

“I mean it,” Nick insisted. “Just because you’re not in my harem doesn’t mean I don’t care about you. And besides…”

He leaned down and whispered in her ear.

“Mimi needs someone to cuddle.”

Holly’s face lit up with glee. “I can do that!” She nodded vigorously. “I may be rubbish at sex, but I’m great for cuddling!”

Nick led her over to the bed, where she stared hopefully at a blank-faced Mimi.

“Um… mistress…?” Holly squeaked out, fidgeting in place. “May I join you and the master in bed tonight, please?”

Mimi blinked, and glanced at Nick.

“Hugging,” he mouthed to her.

Mimi’s lips formed a tight line and she pointed at Holly.

“Cuddles,” she demanded. “Now.”