It's a nightmare!

The realization of what is happening creeps up on you like Sally's slime. You've never dreamed of yourself in bed before this. You're never hesitant in your dreams. If this was a dream, you would have woken up moments after wondering if it was a dream. Which means..."EEEEEEEEEmmph" your scream is stifled by Sally's lips. You expect her membrane to hold firm for a kiss, but instead she just kind of lets her slime fill your mouth and throat. You try to scream louder, and pull her out of your mouth, but she just clings tighter as she sucks the desire inducing drool from your tongue and shares it with you through osmosis.

You hear Sally's voice "Oh God...are we doing rapeplay? I loOOOoOoOove rapeplay. Usually I'm the one getting raped of course. This is waaaaay more fun!" She slithers deeper inside you as you futilely thrash and fight back, but with your own almost irresistable aphrodisiac turning you on from the inside out, it comes across more like you are writhing against her, begging her to breed you, which you are almost 100% certain you aren't. Then again, slimes are natural empaths, especially once they get inside you, or vice versa, so if you really wanted her to stop, wouldn't she be able to sense it?

"Oh fuck you taste good, Jordan. Hey...can I suck on your heart while I fuck your ass? I promise not to bite...unless you are into a little nibble?" You hear Sally coo inside your ribcage and try to scream 'NOOOOOOOOO!', but your throat is full and Sally seems to taste a earnest 'oh Heaven yes!!!' from your heart. You try one last time to free your self, stabbing at the slime seductress with your tail and slashing her with your claws. Too late, you remember that slimes can sense the intent behind penetrating them, and as artificially and, let's face it, authentically aroused as you are, Sally's slime body forms a warm, welcoming, starvingly sucking sheath for every limb you have. You are stuck...swooning...and spiraling down fast...

And then the bitch starts nibbling...

"Mmm oh my MMPH LICK SLURP you taste so...GULP girly! Are you sure you aren't a suckubus on the inside?" Sally asks as she takes a tiny bite of your heart and slowly savors it. Your gender confusion will have to wait, as your more immediate concern is the heart eating harpy...no offense to actual harpies of course. How is this happening?! She shouldn't be able to eat it without you offering it freely! Sure, the first bite filled you with a feeling of acceptance and warmth you've waited your whole life to feel, but that doesn't mean you asked for it! You try to will yourself to tell her no from the inside out, when Sally says, "Oops. Got so distracted by how beautiful you taste I forget to fuck you. Sorryyyyyy."

Before you can send any signals but gushing giddy glee, Sally is sliding into your ass and tickling the taut tender tissue, throbbing as thousands of thousands of nerves sing out a hellish hallelujah. Your hungry holes slurp up the slime girl greedily as you tail thrashes inside her sending sticky spurty climaxes throughout both of you. For one sublime splendoriferous second you feel like you've died and gone to Heaven...then you remember where you really are...what you really are...and Sally takes another bite.

"CHOMP MMM That's the best heart I've ever tasted. Mmm are you sure you want me to keep eating? I think you should mostly be okay if we stop now. You will probably grow most of it back. But if you SLURP let me LICK eat all of it, then I can keep you and protect you as my little fantasy fuck doll." Sally says it like it isn't your worst nightmare wrapped in prettier packaging. That said, the second bite felt even better than the second. You can feel your heart inside her...it feels so much more longed for than you ever imagined after years of lonely longing. You tell yourself that's just Sally's stomach talking, trying to bind you into slavery with a nice new bow. You imagine a pretty pink ribbon for just a second...imagine having one...imagine not having to worry about what it means because Sally will do all the worrying...and choosing for you.

"Yes?! OMD! You said yes! No one's ever let me go all the way before! I promise I'm gonna be the best heart owner ever!" Sally sings out as she starts ravenously devouring your increasingly devoted heart. Every bite bursts like a big bang made of burning bliss exploding and creating whole new utopian universes. With every swallow, you care less and less about whether you willed this or not and why it should matter. You are getting everything you dreamed of deep in your heart of hearts, whether you realized it until that heart was sliding down the throat of a slutty slime sub who will wear it as a trophy behind her transparent, bouncy breasts. And you get...a girlfriend? A Mistress? True love, whether you like it or not?

It doesn't matter in the end. As you offer the last piece of your heart willingly, wet, and wantingly, you feel your cock shrink into an already climaxing clit and your groin glisten and glow and part into the perfect petals of your flowering fuck hole. Sally wastes no time with tenderness, pounding into your new pussy and ass with all the love and affection as she can muster, or is she just feeding you back your own desperate devotion? You suppose it doesn't matter...it feels like love either way. Isn't that all that matters in...