Chapter 11 - Bliss

Roland opened his eyes, sunlight filtering through the windowpane. How long had he been asleep? It didn't matter, everything was fine. Roland had slain the abomination just over a week ago, he had facilitated their escape. They were safe. Astrid was safe. It took some time for their bodies to reject the slime, truly it had been a sick process, but necessary. Roland watched over them at the inn, a room having been given to them for their troubles, the townspeople had been so shocked by his recalling of their ordeal that they banded around them. These people were kind and considerate, assisting him in his effort to help the girls. Mainly Isolde, who was still struggling to cope. That said, there had been promise; they would all heal in time.

The knight approached the window, gazing upon the town square below. Civilization. A smile formed across his face. 

He had remained whole.

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All that remained of Roland was his cock, as the rest of his body was now submerged in a thick bed of goo; his fully erect member jutted from the floor. Aishura had put him there for a reason, as he the slime would guarantee him a life of pleasure; he would need and want not. The master, Aishura, had given Roland exactly what he wanted; a perfect reality.

Roland’s mind was trapped in a dream-like state, his very subconscious manipulated into believing that he had won. In his mind the slime had been defeated, the four had escaped, and they had learned to move on. It was a fantasy. One to keep him complacent, and happy. 

In the form of a large snake the slime made his way down the dungeon wall, slowly approaching Roland’s buried body. He peered through the slime, examining Roland’s facial expressions; he was content.

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With the group collected, their will altered, and his plans seemingly concluded it was time for some experimentation. 

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Isolde panted heavily, her body lightly convulsing on the bed of slime. Her stomach was inflated, pulsing with thick violet goo. Maker it felt amazing. With one had she parted her pussy’s lips, allowing slime to spill forth onto the floor. With the other she finger-fucked her own throat, the combination of pleasure was rapturous. Soon her inflated womb would release its load; a thick batch of fresh slime. 

How, you ask?

After several days of using the girls as vigorous fuck-toys and testing different activities on Roland, Aishura had come to a breakthrough of sorts. Roland’s body, now altered by the slime, was producing a strange kind of semen; thick cum with a milky blue color. It had nearly the same consistency of his slime, but was unable to be manipulated in any fashion. The three lasses were absolutely addicted to it, sometimes preferring to swallow his special load instead of it allowing it to fill them up.

This stuff was amazing. 

When a hot sample of the super-spunk filled up one of the girls their bodies reacted in a peculiar way. Their breast became engorged, their minds were flooded with powerful pheromones, and most importantly their wombs swelled to the size of a festive balloon. They would spend roughly eighteen hours in a state of heat, begging to be fucked by anything. At the end of their “pregnancy”? A thick batch of fresh goo.

Now this is what Aishura was interested in, as this refined slime was more durable, malleable, and most importantly effective. 
Shifting in and out of forms with this goo was fast and accurate, as he could now better mimic the appearance of creatures and people. 
That said, he was still a stickler for his human form, he had yet to give it concrete details; he could be anyone he wanted to be, yet he couldn’t decide. He’d wish he could remember what he used to look like, it was a shame. Most of the time he simply moved as a swarm of insects, their iridescent shells glimmering in the dim hallways of the cave. If no that, he would move as a python or a common dog; it was fun being able to accurately assume the form of creatures. 

Sarah, for her tenure, was essential queen of their little hive. She was a wildcard, a pleaser, an overall excellent servant. She had helped him procure the others, he only felt in fitting. 

That said, the title quickly went to her head.

“A little higher”, she squeaked, “That’s it”. She was holding Astrid by the hair, pushing the witch’s lips into her own, lower, lips. 
Astrid was pleased to serve her, her own stomach bulging from one of Roland’s special loads. These days she thought about him frequently, about the gifts he gave them. She loved that he finally understood, what it was, - to know peace. Her own pussy quaked as she felt the orb inside of her squirm, they had made the right choice.

Once the elf had reached her climax she relinquished her grip on Astrid’s hair, she was such a doll.

“Good girl… you can sleep now, little sister”, Sarah spoke in a deep and sultry voice. Her entire demeanor had been altered. While she still was her energetic and playful self at times she felt commanding, strong; in charge. 

Astrid sunk to the floor, her breast twitched, her eyes misty with joy. As she lay, thick globs of the slime squirmed their way into her twitching anus. She was full in every sense of the word; her heart, her stomach, and her womb. They were all hers to give. To Aishura, to her sisters…to Ro.

Isolde exited the breeding room bow-legged, approaching the queen bee of their expanding little hive. She leaned into her kissing her firmly on the lips, hand moving towards her breast; which were now considerably larger. Exposure to this stuff was leading all their bodies to change. Their asses were now thick and plump, even diminutive Astrid’s. Each of their breast had grown at least three cup sizes, perfect for play. 
“Wait-“, Sarah stopped her sister. “I have something”. 

Sarah reached down to retrieve something from the ground, something she had hidden in the slime. 

The handle of a sword, Roland’s sword. 

Aishura had shattered the weapon several days ago, almost immediately after the sir “knight” was defeated. Sarah, had found the remains of the blade in a corner somewhere, and couldn’t help but feel connected to it. It was a reminder of resistance, Roland’s drive to defeat the slime, a reminder of his own failure. She saw it as an icon, of her Master’s strength; and had some ideas for it’s potential application. 

She returned to Isolde, slowly waving the handle back and forth in front of her face. Her eyes flickered with depravity. She reached around the broken warrior’s rear, and without a moment’s notice, plugged the broken weapon in her pussy. 

Isolde gasped in surprise and excitement. She didn’t expect this.

Sarah resumed their romantic embrace, kissing her friend heavily on the lips and neck.

“This was their home now, she would show her sisters the way”.

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Aishura entered the room, his conscious manifesting in the entirety of the central chamber. Astrid and Isolde were in the other room, taking turns servicing their incapacitated brother. 

He and Sarah were alone...

You know, I couldn't have done any of this without you. 

"I know", Astrid jested playfully, "and without you I'd be dead". This time she was sincere. Her master head enlightened her, shown her the way, she didn't know how she could ever repay him. 

True, yet you expanded my horizons. I wanted to live a normal life, to just feel the sun on my skin. Yet when it happened, as the right, I had forgotten completely. I've come to the conclusion, I don't want any of that. I'm not normal, I mean Mother Astara, look at me! 

Sarah chuckled, there was truth to his words. 

I don't know what to do anymore, but I know that I like this... thing, we have going. Thank you, little whore.

"You know your wish is my command"! She ran her hands through the thick slime, caressing in lovingly. He was their caretaker, their protector, and most importantly; her master. 

Slime slowly crawled up her legs, twisting around back, and finally squirming down her throat. The elf gagged in pleasure and relief; appreciative of her special treatment. Sarah glanced upwards towards the the mass of slime, batting her green eyelashes lovingly. The two of them did make a good team. 

What a love story.

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I think that's all for now folk! This was an interesting first shot and I really appreciate your viewership! I'll do a couple more touch ups on existing chapters as well, for your hard on's sake. Feedback is appreciated as usual, thanks!


