You choose cock, of course.

You're way too horny to pass up a hard cock right now, especially since it's Devlin's best feature. Thinking how much nicer it would be if you could take the cock and leave out Devlin, you get a wicked idea. You stroke your slime cock, focusing on getting it big and thick enough to envelope the **** demon's dick. You shrink a little due to sparing the slime, but not too noticeably. When it grows big enough, you pull it off with a lusty PLOP and then slowly and quietly wrap it around his shaft, forming a perfect mold. You hear him moan pitifully in his slumber and you suppress a giggle. Pulling the slime free, it closes up and form a demonic dildo that can still feel sensation. You stuff it in your backpack and smile, perversely proud of all the new tricks you are learning today.

You take one last picture of the slime shaft pressed against Devlin's exposed ass and you know he'll do anything you ask to avoid it being shared with the whole school. You quickly dress, then blow him a kiss goodbye and head out into the halls, feeling like a new slime. On the way back to your dorm you are practically glowing with the thrill of victory and the naughty secret hidden away in your bag. You have no problem meeting the curious gaze of your fellow classmates, who seem slightly confused by a slime boy with such swagger.

You make it to your room and to your relief, Red isn't there. You plan on dealing with him eventually, but preferably not while fucking yourself stupid. You check the clock and you still have time for a quick "cram" session before your next class. You eagerly pull your "cock" out of the bag and give it slow strokes, shuddering as you feel it throb in your hands and all throughout your body.

You saunter over to the mirror feeling a heady combination of studly and slutty. You bring it to your shiny lips and form a tongue to lick it all over. You don't really need a tongue to taste it as anything you put inside you allows you to experience its flavor, but it looks so sexy that you can't resist. Similarly, any hole you open in lust is in effect a cunt, but the idea of sucking a cock feels so deliciously decadent right now that you decide to go with it. Watching your reflection with a smooth groin and androgynous features wrap his plump lips around his own demon shaped shaft has you blushing all over.

Something about sucking yourself off feels so super..natural. You feel sweetly submissive and dreamily dominant at the same time. You feel the thin membrane of your veiny, bumpy ridged cock throb and tease the nubile nubs of your throat, milking exquisite euphoria from both. You aren't sure which feels better, but the beauty is not having to choose, and just enjoying what feels right in the moment.

Feeling extra slutty...or possibly studly, you feel yourself growing a second cock, a little smaller than the first, but in the same shape. You PLOP it off lustily, realizing with giddy glee that once you make a mold, you can replicate as many as your slime can produce. You ponder the possibilities as you form a wet pussy to fuck with your free hand and watch the most preternaturally pornographic sight you ever imagined as you watch your reflection get double teamed with his own dicks.

It doesn't take long for you to lose control, your cunts climaxing and spasming and seizing around your slime shafts. Your dual dicks in turn swell and spurt ropes of slime seed inside you, sending you to your knees in convulsions of white hot ecstasy. You watch yourself with deviant delight as you absorb the cocks back into yourself, growing back to your full height. You notice you've lost much of the rosy hue you got from slurping up Red's slime seed, and it is a relief to know it's not permanent as long as you can feed on your own. Food for thought if you decide to keep playing the role of bottom bunk bitch, but you suspect there will some changes to the sleeping arrangements coming soon.

You check the time and reluctantly slide into your uniform to make it to your next class on time. You have a real strut to your walk and a spring in your step as you make your way to your next course in the nick of time. Then you check your schedule and remember what your next class is. You aren't sure if you should be more terrified...or thrilled.