The Morning After

You awoke exhausted and dazed. Every part of your body ached and burned as if you had endured the most rigorous exercise of your life. Your throat was dry, and your head throbbed with a dull pain.

Light was streaming in your apartment. It cast its rays offensively in your eyes fueling the headache you were trying to endure. It was way too late to be morning. You oriented yourself for a moment. You went to move, but a heavy weight pressed onto your body. Intense worry gripped you as you felt a cool rubbery sensation against your skin. The traumatic events of the night before surged back into your mind.

Pulling the blanket off with one arm revealed a glimmering pink and purple entity. Unlike last night’s tentacled amorphous blob, the creature had taken the shape of a woman.

The slime woman was nestled in the crook of your arm. One of her arms was outstretched over your chest, holding you tightly. Her shapely legs were wrapped around yours. You couldn’t make out the creature’s face from your current angle, but the gentle stillness of her body gave the impression that she was sleeping peacefully. Her skin was mostly pink, almost human-like, with hints of the purple you had seen on the creature the night before. It was as if it was attempting to mimic human skin in the way some octopus mimic their surroundings, but the transformation wasn’t perfect.

Your mind was at war with itself. On the one hand, whatever this thing was had put you through a hellish pleasure against your will last night. On the other hand, how long had it been since you had woken up in a loving embrace like this?

“Christ. Am I that starved for intimacy?” You thought, growing annoyed with yourself.

Even before the divorce, Stephanie had become distant. She frequently slept in the guest room or on the couch, leaving you alone most nights. You hated yourself for pathetically enjoying the clinging of this monster that assaulted you. Despite your fearful instincts about this creature, a part of you relished this sort of loving physical contact. As if sensing your turmoil, the slime stirred.

“Mmm. Good morning, darling.” A seductive womanly voice called out nonchalantly. “You were so wonderful last night.” The slime girl raised her head off you and stared up into your eyes with love and lust so intense it made you recoil in embarrassment.

Her face was beautiful. It was a pinkish hue like her body with distinct features formed and shaped. Her hair was long and the same deep purple as the small blob from last night. It fell into long tendrils that cascaded around her. It was as if an artist had sculpted the ideal female form from the viscous pink and purple liquid. Her eyes were luminous and their color resembled pink glittering jewels. The slime of her face flexed expertly to clearly display all the subtleties of human expression. She gazed at you with lidded and lust-filled eyes as one would a lover.

She adjusted her body to lay more on top of you, pressing and displaying her large breasts against your chest. Instinct couldn’t allow you to avoid peeking. A devious smirk formed on her face as she followed your stare. She caressed your face gently with a hint of playfulness.

“Even after everything I extracted from you last night, my little pet still hungers.”, she purred. “Don’t worry. It’s natural for you to desire me. We are bonded. I also crave your warmth and your taste.”

You were dumbstruck in both captivation and fear. Would she start all over again? You didn’t think you’d survive that ordeal a second time and stared into her gem-like eyes with trepidation. She giggled, clearly amused by your fear.

“Don’t worry, Darling. I won’t eat you up like last night so soon. You’ll need time to rest, afterall. I have no desire to break you.”

She climbed over you like a cat over its prey, straddling your waist and looking down at you with a dominating gaze that oozed sexual energy.

“You’re mine now, Darling. I’m going to take the best care of you and all your needs.”

She finished her words by pressing her lips to yours in an intense kiss. Her jelly-like tongue ravaged your mouth, prodding and licking all around before gripping around your tongue and stroking it. She tasted sweet, and the passion of her kiss caused your head to spin. She pulled away while running her fingers over your chest, and sat up on you.

“What is this, my pet? You’ve become so sturdy.”, she said with a mock gasp of surprise. Her face displayed a look of shock. It completely ran in contrast to the rest of her body, which was rubbing itself rhythmically against your awakening member. The gap in expression and actions was driving you wild. The slime woman’s dominant performance left you unable to respond.

“I suppose a little breakfast won’t hurt you.”, she cooed.

You started to protest, but she had already begun inserting you into herself, slowly. She put just your tip in, watching you struggle with the feeling of her teasing. Her face was dripping with pleasure as she watched you try to resist how good she was making you feel. She licked her lips seductively.

“Is it too much for you?”, her voice was oozing with fake empathy. You could tell she loved teasing. Suddenly smirking and with a mad gleam in her eyes, she lowered herself all the way to the base in one intense motion. You struggled not to cum immediately as her pussy contorted and squeezed around you. You felt her body form perfectly as if it was designed specifically for your cock. She rocked her hips gently in order to make you feel every bump and fold she created. The feeling was intense, and you gasped at how quickly she had built you up.

The slime giggled as she felt you grow and throb within her. She bent her head low towards your ear.

“Let it all out inside me, Darling.” she whispered while gripping you tighter. “Let me have my meal. I love your cum so much, so fill me up.”

Her silky words wove a spell on your mind, and you came all at once. While you writhed helplessly in the sticky grip of her pussy, she stared intensely into your eyes as if savoring the torturous pleasure she was giving you.

She reared back, holding her cheeks with her hands and smiling as if tasting something delicious in her mouth. The slime then groaned, and you saw her form lose a bit of its rigidity as she shuddered.

“Just tasting you makes me cum. I could never forget it. It’s so hard to maintain my body like this.” she stated breathlessly.

The slime girl stared down at you with a gaze that radiated love and ecstasy, and you felt your own heart flutter at its intensity. Responding to your feelings, your cock twitched and pumped one final spurt of resignation.

“Good boy.”