You decide to travel deeper into the blue forest. (Dubcon)

Content Warning: Dubcon

Being a valiant knight, you're more than qualified to handle whatever troubles may befall you. You continue deeper into this blue stained portion of the forest. Soon, you happen across roughly human sized stone pillars. Each rectangular pillars of rocks that you pass are incribed in same set of old runes. They're far older than anything you've studied. You can only get the gist of a rudimentary translation, a warning of sorts. It's apparent now that it's your duty as a knight to find out whatever has caused this and stop its villainy. Resolute, you trek forward, passing each new pillar as you travel further.

After a few more minutes, you reach a small clearing in the forest. A small patch of grass with a small ring of mushrooms at its center. You have heard of the fairy rings before, except... the mushrooms here are putrid. They're oozing purple puss and many of them look rotten and in a state of decay. No fairy has tended to these in a very long time. You approach cautiously, the grass inside the fairy ring is such a deep shade of indigo that it appears almost black. You're only a couple meters away when suddenly something grabs your ankle and pulls you. Your knocked to the ground with a... boing...? It caused you no pain or harm to fall, the ground feels bouncy almost. You look to your foot and spot the thing that had taken ahold of you. A transluscent light blue tendril has itself firmly wrapped around your ankle.

It's a slime.

And by the looks of it, an ancient one.

You try and trash the thing off of your ankle, but your kicks only bounce off and cause it to jiggle. Another tendril appears from the ground and grabs ahold of your other leg. Three more gelatinous tentacles grab ahold of your arms and torso. You struggle against your bonds but are trapped. Another tendril appears in your peripheral vision. The end of it looks... phallic in shape? It slowly moves its way to your legs, you gasp as it douses your ass in a cool liquid. It doesnt hurt, and soon a warm tingly sensation begins propping up wherever the liquid is touching your body. The tendrils holding your legs move, propping your ldgs back until your ankles are past your head. You groan but are thankful for how flexible you are. The phallic tendril slides itself up and down your ass, gushing out more liquid and lubricating itself. Its pressure against your entrance gets stronger and stronger until it finally pops itself into you. The sensation is cool and tingles. It wastes no time in going ever so slightly deeper so that it's applying pressure directly onto your prostate. This thing isn't a mindless monstrosity. No. It has an acute awareness and even knowledge of human anatomy. What's more pressing is its knowledge of sexual pleasure.

The phallic tendril begins to shallowly thrust into you. It's hammering away at your prostate and your dick becomes a fountain of precum. Faster than your dick can achieve full hardness, you cum. Shot after shot is milked out of you from the inside. Your cum douses your body and the volleys only shoot farther and farther as your dick swells to being rock hard. You breathing is raggedy and your body twitches from the overstimulation. Your mind races as you grit your teeth, struggling to handle so much pleasure.

Suddenly, the jackhammering of your prostate stops and the phallic tendril thrusts at least 10 inches deep into you and rests there. This gives you a chance to finally breathe. You pant heavily as you recoil from cumming and adjust to the tentacle's new depth. It stays there buried for a few minutes until, with a wiggle that jostles you, it begins to advance forward.

Your abdomen distends as it unrelentlessly winds itself deeper and deeper into your body. You feel an ever increasing sense of fullness. Your head is cloudy, you're sweating from the barrage of sensations. A mixture of feeling like your on fire while being soothed by the coolest waters. Your eyelids half shut, you're in a haze, you barely notice as a new phallic tentacle appears and enters your lazily open mouth. It easily passes through the entrance of your throat, traveling down your esophagus. Your body slightly jolts as this new phallic tendril pops past the entrance into your stomach. Your so far in a euphoric haze that it doesn't phase you when the slime begins pumping a new far more viscousous liquid into your deepest depths. Your tummy swells as your entire digestive tract is pumped full of slime.

You pass out.

Waking up, it's sunset now. All the slime tendrils are gone. You gasp upon remembering all that had happened. You look down especting to see yourself overflowing with slime but... you're not. Your body is completely unscathed. In fact, you honestly feel quite nimble as well as quite satisfied from the encountered. Getting to your feet, you decide it's time to go home.

You walk back the trail from which you had arrived from when you hear a voice call out, "Hiya there!"

Except... the voice you hear is coming from inside your own mind.