Talk to her. (Mage only)

She looks at you and blinks her big rosy eyes. You grin, you let out a laugh. You might be in a dungeon fighting for you life, but this little cutie was...adorable! The titters and wiggles in response to your happy laughter.

You knew these little slimes were harmless and nearly impossible to damage. She literally couldn't hurt you if she wanted to and you would have great trouble doing anything to her. This was a friendly one. Just the fact she let you see her meant she was more outgoing than most of her kind.

Luckily you knew a spell that allowed you to speak with such creatures. You mutter the incantation and trace the sigils in the air with your finger.

She watches you in fascination, wondering what you were up to.

You grin. "Hello little one." You say in her oozing drippy language.

She is astonished. "You speak!" She jumps up and down. Her flesh wobbles and her little titties bounce and shimmy.

"Of course. I am a Mage of some talent." You say proudly.

"Hee hee hee! I haven't had anyone to talk to in soooo long!"

"What is your name little one?" You ask in a friendly voice.

"Boop."

"Boop?"

She nods and giggles. "Uh huh. That's me!"

You walk over to where she stood. You see a little shiver run through her slime body but she doesn't bolt. She stands on the bright green palm shaped structure and watches you approach. Her head tilts upward as you loom over her. She blinks her big rosy eyes.

Reaching down you touch where her nose ought to be with your index finger. "Boop."

"Hee hee hee hee!" She laughs and covers the spot with both her tiny hands. "That tickles! What's your name?"

"Hakken Slash." You reply.

She titters. "That's a funny name." She holds her hands up, like a toddler wanting to be picked up.

You reach down and take her from under the arms. Her body was warm and not wet like you were expecting. She was tiny and slender, under a foot tall though heavier than she looked. You had to handle her gently so as not to put your fingers into her or through her. You are careful not to plant your thumbs on her well shaped grape sized titties. As you get her close to you she reaches out and hugs you around the neck, her jelly arms squishing hard against your skin. This close you could smell her. She smelled great, like a field of summer wild flowers.

"Ohhhhh." She says. "It's been so long since I touched anyone."

So long since she talked or touched anyone? Weird.

"How long have you been here?" You ask.

"In this dungeon? Just a bit. In this room? Decades? Centuries? I don't know." She sighs forlornly. She settles into the crook of your cradling right arm and looks up at you.

You knew slimes didn't age once they reached adulthood. They were theoretically immortal. As you look around this strange room you start to realize that what you initially though was an alien environment actually just seemed more...artificial.

"Are you a pet?"

She nods. "Uh huh. I was out looking for a mate when I was caught by a witch. She then gave me to a king as a wedding present. They made this...place...for me. Visitors would come see me sometimes. Lots in the early days. I saw them through the glass walls. When the king died I was passed on to his son. Then again, and again. My new owner doesn't take much interest in me. There aren't so many visitors now either. Hardly at all." She turns over and starts to stroke a patch of your skin. "Oh, it is so wonderful to feel something real again. To hear my own language again." She gazes up at you with a heartfelt expression. "How long can you stay?"

"Not long I'm afraid. I have to get through this dungeon. I am..." You point to her head. "...collecting those rubies."

She pouts and nods. Reaching up she plucks the ruby from her head, the divot left behind soon closes up to form a normal looking humanoid head. She puts it in your hand.

"Here you go."

(Add 1 Ruby to your Items.)

"You're not going to fight for it or try to keep it away from me?" You ask. "Didn't you get instructions from...him?" You motion upwards.

She nods slowly and sadly. "Yeah. He might...destroy me. But...that's okay. I'd rather not go back. Maybe Lord Grim would be granting me a blessing."

"Oh Boop. Don't talk like that!"

"You can't know what it's like." She whispers as she turns in your cradled arms and nuzzles into your chest. "The loneliness. It's unbearable Hakken." She sighs. "Can you stay, just for a while? We could play, you could tell me stories of the world, we could make love. I would really like to make love. If you have time."

You smile. Slimes loved sex with humanoids, males in particular. Sperm was like some sort of ambrosia to them. Some of the more bold larger ones would join a humanoid society and set up in brothels or join harems or enter sexual servitude. Some would make a fortune which would sit mostly unspent or be given away. They didn't need to eat or drink, they needed no protection as they were nigh invulnerable, and they enjoyed company more than luxury. Their needs were few and it was the sex they were really after. You had heard sex with them was incredible as a strange sort of limited empathic bond would form allowing both partners to feel echoes of the other's pleasure.

Taking her carefully under the arms again you gently lift her and return her to her perch. Her huge pouting bottom lip told you she expected the worse.

You were still smiling. "You should come with me."

She initially looks ecstatic, but then deflates. "No...that mist in the halls will dissolve me."

"Yeah, I know. You as you cannot leave. Only I may pass through the halls of this special dungeon. That is why you should be me."

She blinks. She then giggles as she thought you were playing a game. "Is this a riddle!? I'm not so good at riddles but I'll try. Ummm...." She crosses her arms then puts a fist against her chin, the two melding together, as she ponders this supposed riddle.

You laugh. "It's not a riddle. I'm serious."

"Huh?"

You get down on one knee so you could look her eye to eye. "Listen Boop, this isn't without risk, but I have an idea. You see...I don't have a familiar. Never have. Never wanted the responsibility."

"Familiar?" She wonders.

"Yes. A servant of sorts, but much more as well. I believe I am skilled enough to take on a creatures such as yourself. If the bonding works you will quite literally become an extension of me. You...would be me, a piece of me anyhow. Then you could leave the room." You look around at the rainbow colors. "And this horrible place. You'll be stuck with me mind you, but I could release you when we get back."

This was a serious offer you were giving her. Not to be taken lightly by either side. Success and failure both had ramifications. You were allowing another being to share of your very spirit and identity. If you messed it up you would both be hurt, if you succeeded you would have a new full time companion. Given her predicament you were willing to try it.

Her hands in little fists she shakes her arms excitedly. A ripple runs up and down her pink-purple body causing her breasts to jiggle. "AHHHHHH! YES! YES! YES! I wanna be your familiar!!!"

You reach up place your hand over her back and side. "Like I said. There is a risk. If the enchantment doesn't take...you could die." It would hurt you pretty damn bad as well, though your life won't be at risk like hers would.

She shifts her form slightly so that she had turned into your palm. She hugs your hand and start to kiss your thumb over and over again. "I'll be a such good familiar! I promise I will. Take me away from here and I'll call you master and I'll do whatever you say and..."

You chuckle. "Okay, okay. Calm down. Let's hope it works. I'll do my best but there are no guarantees."

"I know you can do it!" She cheers.

As you ready to prepare the spell second thoughts begin to surface in your mind.