Later that night

Derek was watching TV with a bucket of chicken next to him. He was starting to get sleepy and was thinking of heading to bed as he sat there watching reruns of an old sitcom he had watched dozens of times.

His penis still felt strange but he was trying not to think too much about it. He had checked it a few more times and didn't see any more green slime anywhere so just figured it was nothing. He remembered feeling really funky being slimed in the past, so he just figured because it was focused on his crotch that it would pass in time.

"Screw it," he said, turning off the TV and throwing the cardboard bucket in the trash before heading to bed.

He had been having trouble keeping his eyes open so he figured it was time. He stripped down to just a t-shirt and underwear before climbing into bed. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep the moment his head hit the pillow and he was snoring moments later.

A few hours had gone by and Derek was sound asleep. So far it had been pretty normal, but now he was starting to moan as his dreams were becoming somewhat erotic.

He was back in that strip club, but instead of an empty building with a ghost flying around, there was this woman on stage, dancing and smiling at him as she twirled around the metal pole. She was already naked except for a pair of pink panties, and she was gorgeous as Derek sat there in a chair and enjoyed the show.

"Thank you for protecting me from that big scary ghost," the woman said in a sexy voice as she began to crawl towards him. "I don't know what we would have done if you hadn't saved us."

"Well, that's what we do," Derek said still enjoying the show.

"He would get slime everywhere, all over our boobs as we danced," she said as slime began dripping from the ceiling, and she was spreading it all over her amazing tits. "Sometimes he would even get between my legs, soaking my panties and getting slime everywhere, even inside," she said as her panties started to drip with green slime as well.

In the waking world, Derek's blanket began to slide off of him, leaving his legs out in the open air. His cock began to twitch inside his underwear. It was starting to thicken, pulsing and growing, stretching the fabric as he became more aroused by his dream.

"If I can be honest with you," the dancer said as Derek continued to dream. "It felt good when he was inside me," she said before slime began to drip out of her nipples. "You'll know this, soon enough."

"What.... what do you mean by that?" Derek asked as he looked down, seeing that he was also naked in the dream.

Back in his bedroom, Derek moaned in his sleep as his cock pulsed even harder. A green stain was forming on the front of his underwear as his penis got bigger, stretching the fabric of his cotton shorts before they ripped apart.

The fabric went flying in all directions as Derek's cock stood straight up, pulsing as green slime dribbled from the tip. His balls were swelling as well as he writhed and moaned in his bed.

Back in the dream, Derek stared down at his penis, which was growing and pulsing just like it was in the waking world. He could feel the pleasure building as he became confused. The sexy slime-covered stripped stood over him with a smile on her face.

"You see, it's already inside your cock. Bonding with it, taking control so it can show you pleasures you can't even imagine."

"No...... this is just a dream," he said before his penis began to jerk itself, bobbing up and down like it had a mind of its own before he let out a moan and tilted his head back in his chair.

"That's it, just enjoy the sensations," the stripper said before she began laughing maniacally while Derek's cock spasmed out of control.

"Shit...... I...... FUCK!" He yelled as he suddenly sat up in his bed before his inflated penis began to erupt with green slime.

It splattered against the ceiling as he bucked his hips. He had never cum this hard before and was filled with ecstasy and fear as his penis had been possessed by some sort of slimy ghost that seemed to take pleasure in making him cum.

He grabbed his cock, trying to control it before falling out of bed, still squirting slime everywhere. He went cross-eyed for a moment as he just laid down on the floor and gave in to the amazing sensation. His balls felt like they were being massaged by soft, slimy fingers, trying to milk his cock for everything he had.

Derek fell to the floor, lying in a puddle of green slime before he passed out from exhaustion. His cock squirted a few more times before finally starting to calm down, shrinking back to a normal flaccid size.