Erotic Sentient Slime

REVISED BY Vestiphile with permission from lrocks911

Sometime in the not-too-distant future, in a clandestine lab that's not so much top-secret as it is unassuming, somewhere in one of the big buildings downtown, passed by tens of thousands of people every day, a scientist has created Artifical Intelligence wetware.

This wetware is so small, and so enmeshed with its semi-solid medium that he was able to physically embed it into a substrate of goo. Whether it was a jelly, an agar, or even some sort or even some kind of commercially available 'toy slime', the scientist could install his AI into a substrate of sufficient complexity by injecting or pouring his compound into it. Provided it was resilient enough, it would have a lasting effect.

This chemical was essentially embedded with something like nanorobots, each of which were meant to be dependent on a central command unit to control the body of mass. Originally this central unit was to be some kind of external remote control...either a computer or a mobile device that issued instructions over the airwaves that would be tuned very specifically. Depending on whatever commands were sent to the infused media, the slime could begin moving around of its own accord. It could become thin, thick, hard, soft...it could, to some extent, push the physical limits of the substance it inhabited.

Whatever command was issued, the nanorobots, and thus the substrate would follow as best as physics would allow.

But the real story begins when this scientist (who, beyond fulfilling his grant and working for a prestigious nascent tech company, was actually sort a perv trying to manifest a bit of a fetish of his), came across a substrate so advanced that it hadn't been made public. Only a couple of the company's staff knew about it, and even most of the directors were kept in the dark at first. A team of two female scientists had created a type of polymer--something like a clear putty--which responded uniquely to external forces. It was, in some ways indestructible, but soft to the touch. Malleable and plastic, but firm and even immovable under certain stimuli. It could be dense, or insanely buoyant.

When our programmer scientist was given a sample of this incredible polymer, it was as if all of his former hurdles were tossed aside. With this new polymer--the strange properties of which he couldn't even make sense of--he had something that he could really put to the test.

But the test he had in mind wouldn't happen in a lab. He snuck out his data, his sample, and pieced together a makeshift laboratory in the safety of his apartment, where he could apply his experimental wetware to the sample.

Bringing the polymer slime sample to his makeshift lab and issuing commands from his laptop--connected to a strange network of electrodes, probes, sensors, and other spectra--he sat down to see if his command program could link to the wetware he'd 'installed'.

CHECKING INSTALLATION:
COMMS CHK . . . . . . . . . . COMPLETE
ECHO AFFIRMATIVE
STIM TEST . . . . . . . . . . . COMPLETE
SAMPLE RECEPTIVE

He navigated to a specialized list of physical options he could make the slime do. This particular menu wasn't exactly something he had on his at-work devices. Rather, it had more...exotic applications.

PERFECTPLAYTHING v0.61
*FLESHFOLD
*PLUMPLIPS
*VACCUUM
*STARFISH

Anxiously, he clicked to set the Fleshfold setting to on.

After a few seconds of waiting, the scientist watched the sample take shape. It seemed to expand, moving into the telltale shape of a lovely mound with a very recognizable shape at its cleft. For all the world, it looked like a disembodied clear jelly vagina.

The amount of the sample was limited, and the membrane appeared to be a little thin, but the scientist was quite happy nonetheless.

To test it, he reached out and pinched one of the labia-looking flaps at the cleft. To his delight, rather than just becoming deformed like it might have without his wetware, the slime gave a little like moist clear flesh. The excitement showed on his face...he'd done it!

Obviously he wasn't finished just yet, though. He pulled the thing off the table, noting how solid it seemed for such a small, but expanded sample.

"I figured it would be more fragile," He muttered. "I can't believe it can hold like this, but...it's exactly the right size."

Taking a solid grip of the thing, as moist as it felt, he peered inside through the labia of the disembodied mound.

"Huh," he said to himself "The cavity's so real...right up to the entry, but I can't tell if it actually goes inside."

By now he found himself quite hard; eager to test out his new creation. He stripped down, and took the disembodied mound, lowering it onto his penis. Beginning with his tip, the slime took him in quite smoothly, compressing around him a little, taking the complete shape of him and suddenly hugging his head from all sides tightly.

The shaft was firmly restrained by the slime, feeling like a soft velvety bubble was squeezing him. The pressure felt astonishingly good, but the weight was light enough that the scientist was able to let go of it and it remained suspended on his rigid penis, fastened quite tightly onto it. Just as he programmed the Fleshfold function, he could even feel the thing starting to throb against his penis.

With his right hand still on it now, he moved his left hand over to mess around with the motion settings.

PERFECTPLAYTHING v0.61
-FLESHFOLD VAR
*ROCK
*TURN
*PUMP

He made his selection, moaning a little when the slime began to rock back and forth against his cock. He let out a pleased little laugh, adding another option. Now the thing rotated side to side, moving on two axes as it jacked him off without any intervention from his other hand. He noticed the sample becoming warmer with his own body heat.

Finally, he hit pump. He let out a low, long howl of pleasure as the sample slid up and down his shaft, almost like it was humping against him. His penis was becoming hotter and harder to these new unique sensations. His penis was having sex with a...programmed sample of soft, rubbery slime. The slime was continuously tugging his foreskin up and down every time he pumped it.

He was even beginning to perspire a little, beading around the thing as he began to pump against it. Every time he brought the slime back up, he could feel little cooler drafts of air currents in the room tickling his shaft. Every time he brought it back down, he was submersed back into the heat, and the reacting slime went back to constricting all of his penis.

He could feel himself about to cum, with the slime tickling his urethra a little bit every time it descended. He gripped the sides of the disembodied mound and began to push against it faster, and suddenly it responded, accelerating its motion as though it knew what he wanted. He groaned as he came, his cock contracting rapidly as he spurted semen into the priceless sample.

The slime was there for each contraction, applying a constant . His shaft felt like it was being milked, as if his cum was being out by the slime. The orgasm almost felt slowed; he found himself still trembling 20 seconds after the initial burst of cum.

But even as his exhausted penis became flaccid, the slime compressed itself against him. He noticed that the slime was somehow retaining his cum. Even when he removed it from his penis, the cavity sealed up, and the form was perfectly clear. There was no evidence that he had ever ejaculated.

He brought a finger to check if it could be true, working it around inside and watching through the form. It had really absorbed...everything. What a strange polymer.

"This is one hell of a sextoy." he remarked, extremely satisfied with his first functional test. He disengaged the commands, and the sample slid back into its original form...with the scientist's cum still somewhere in there. He returned it to its container, unaware that he'd triggered some change in the polymer. It wouldn't become apparent immediately, but like his wetware--his 'swimmers' carried information. They carried intention. They carried programming of their own.

As far as the scientist was concerned, it was time to take his lovely sample back to the lab to document the more boring "standard" tests that he'd elaborated on to win him his grant. In his mind, though, he was thinking about more possibilities to improve this delicious new toy.