Chapter 7 - Convergence

Roland was dumbfounded.

How?
When?
How long?
 
Nothing made sense; he had presumed that Sarah surely had perished. There was no way that anyone could survive a wound such as hers untreated for this long, her arm had been caved in!
 
Yet here she was, naked and unashamed, standing before him. Her once clean-cut bob was now wild and unkempt, her every movement was laced with sultry seduction. He had never seen her breast before yet could tell that her nipples were fully erect; twitching at the very draft. This was not the girl that he knew. She would never-
 
She trotted towards Roland, shining her trademark grin. 
 
Roland noticed her eyes as she approached, their once deep amber now replaced by a glimmering purple… the slime! This- gunk, it had to be the cause of her unbecoming transformation. 
 
Sarah kissed Roland on his cheek before bouncing back energetically; she was nearly bursting with anticipation, but for what?
 
Roland?
 
What? This voice was unfamiliar, hollow, as if it were echoing off the nearby walls. 
 
You’re confused. Understandable really, anyone would be! This voice spoke in a welcoming manner, a politeness that was surely a masquerade Roland presumed. 
 
“How do you know my name, and better yet, where are you”? Roland maintained his composure seeing as there wasn’t much else he could do. For some reason he felt it would be appropriate to challenge the creature, “D-demon”!
 
Whoa! No demons here friend, well, as far as I know. Aishura was amused, he thought to himself, “So this is Roland…”
 
For the moment I mean you no harm, but in case you insist to keep asserting yourself remember what’s at stake.
 
The tendrils that held Astrid loosed, dropping her to the slime-soaked floors of the dungeon. The young witch let out a slight groan, yet she was still unable to open her eyes, her situation had not improved.
 
“Astrid”! Roland exclaimed, panic quickly spread across his face. Not her, had this creature had no dignity or recourse?
 
“F-fine. What do you want?” The creature had Roland’s full attention, he had no intention of angering a creature that held all their fates in its hands.
 
I’m glad you wish to cooperate. I really do appreciate it. Let me spare you (and the readers) a long story. 
 
I am a cursed man-turned-slime, I know, it sounds absurd. I’ve been here for a considerably long time, alone and abandoned. That said, fate had shined on me and presented me with an opportunity for some well needed, “growth”. As I came to understand more I desperately wished to escape, to enjoy the everyday pleasures of the outside world. Simple things! Sadly, fungus such as myself can’t really grow outside; just look at where I live. Anyhow I realized only recently that I could live vicariously through others, kind of like a-
 
“Parasite”. The pieces of this convoluted puzzle were beginning to come together in Roland’s mind. 
 
Well, not exactly. I prefer… second set of eyes. I just wanted the simple things, truly I did! I understood that the only people to come into this lovely residence would be individuals such as yourself, adv-
 
“Adventurers”.
 
Well yes, I-
 
Dammit. This slime was more insidio-
 
Hey pal! I don’t interrupt your monologues! I mean dammit, can I finish so the plot can progress?
 
Plot?
 
“Yes, I-I’m sorry. Go ahead”.
 
Thank you… So, where was I? Ah yeas, you adventurers were my only chance at getting out. Seeing what the world was like. It started off entirely innocent really, it did, but once I saw the extend of my powers effect on the lovely maiden Sarah-
 
Sarah performed a cute curtsy, exposing her nether regions to the slimy mass. She turned her head back and looked at Aishura with innocent puppy eyes, batting her long light green eyelashes. 
 
Fine, Aishura sighed. 
 
A large tendril suddenly rose from the floor, quickly plugging the elf’s asshole tightly. She let out a deep purr of relief, all was right in the world…
 
Better? Back to the point, again, all I know is that I want more. More minds to explore and learn from., seeing the outside world is small potatoes to experiencing the outside world. , and what better way to experience through firsthand accounts.
 
Roland didn’t know whether to be disgusted or amazed at this things level of intelligence. This slime was unlike anything he’d ever heard of or seen. The best course of action seemed to be to keep it talking, not thinking about its next move… perhaps that would buy him time.
 
“I have…questions, if you’ll answer them”.
 
Fire away! The creature was pleased that someone wanted to talk without needing to be, coerced.
 
“How did you get here, initially”?
 
Your ilk, adventurers. We made a deal. Led me to my unfortunate predicament. Which isn’t so unfortunate now. Not at all really! What an exhilarating conversation already!
 
“I see. So, how are we communicating, you haven’t done anything to me… have you"? Roland’s stomach churned at the idea.
 
Oh no! This is relatively new, I assume that my psychic abilities are developing, but it takes a lot of me being in one place; for the moment I can only speak to you, nothing more.
 
For the moment, lovely. Roland grew tense. If he’s developing this fast just by infecting a few creatures…Maker protect.
 
“We have a friend, she may be in trouble”. Roland had not forgotten poor Isolde, after saving Astrid she was his next concern. Sarah was most likely lost, she would be saved, if she could be, later. 
 
Ah, Isolde. All I know of her fate is what I combed through from Sarah’s mind, which wasn’t much. Any tips? I’d love to help you all, after all, without any of you I’d be alone...
 
Roland knew that he could not trust this thing, but its abilities could help them save Isolde. Astrid too perhaps. 
 
“Isolde was taken by a cave troll, one presumably not too far from your own abode. The beast is powerful, Astara only knows what it could be doing to her if she isn’t already dead. You seem reasonable, sir-?
 
Aishura.
 
“Sir Aishura. Your help would be invaluable”. The proud warrior could not believe he was making a deal with such an entity. He was at his lowest. All that mattered was their survival and potential escape. 
 
Now sir “knight”, Sarah has told me you are a man of honor. Unfortunately, I am not. I do not assist for free, even if there is some possible benefit. I need insurance. Guarantees. Listen, I understand your plight, but I can’t let your goals be met without mine being met as well.
 
Roland grimaced. What did he have to offer? His body? His mind? If he were to fall there was the chance that none of them would escape. He was caught at a crossroads. 
 
Astrid interrupted their conversation with a series of coughing fits. 
 
“Astrid”! Dammit, again these restraints were too sturdy. How could goo be so resistant?
 
Snapped out of her not-so-private time, Sarah pulled the gooey phallus from her rear with an audible pop, prancing over to Astrid to assist her. 
 
She’s sick you know. 
 
“I know”. Roland gritted his teeth. She was not a bargaining chip. He could anticipate the creature’s thoughts, he knew it had no decency to leave her out of this. 
 
I assume that you’ve noticed Sarah’s wound. Or lack there of one. I don’t fully understand it yet Roland, but perhaps I can heal your witch. 
 
“Never”! Roland was now beginning to fight back tears forming in his eyes, just look at Sarah! She was testament to this monster’s sick depravity. The warrior would not allow the same fate to befall the girl he recognized as his little sister. The poor witch Astrid. 
 
I can feel your mind, not read it, but I can feel your anguish. Aishura truly could sympathize with Roland, perhaps more that he thought possible. All these free wills around him were affecting his decision making!
 
For external wounds I would just slather a little bit of me on it, seeing that it worked for Sarah. But for your little magician, things appear to be internal. Perhaps if she only consumes a few bites, I may not be in full control-
 
“I know but what if-“! Roland was desperately trying to reason with Aishura, to find an alternative!
 
Listen! Her survival falls on you. Now you can choose to be a gambling man or think reasonably. On one hand she’s very likely to perish, but she’ll die entirely human. On the other, she has a very likely chance of surviving, potentially with a piece of me permanently inside of her, for whatever that means to you.
 
A faint stream of tears flowed from Roland’s eyes. Fuck. Fuck! There was no Maker, how could this fate have befallen them. It was always so unfair! He clenched his fist in frustration, his face contorted I anger. His mind raced wildly, but there was only one choice…
 
“No”.
 
No?
 
It was a truly surprising response to Aishura, to see so much commitment and resolve in a young adventurer. It was commendable, foolish, yet commendable. 
 
I understand, in a sense. The lesser man would’ve betrayed his ideals for a loved one. While I may not agree with your decision… I understand. 
 
Roland raised his head. He was heart-broken, but proud. If Astrid was to die her memory would never be tainted. She would die entirely herself, a fate he could only wish for all of them. He glanced ove-
 
“WHAT THE FUCK”!
 
What the fuck!
 
What the fuck indeed, as both Aishura and Roland glanced over to behold Sarah and Astrid's encounter. 
 
Sarah, had firmly planted her lips against Astrid’s, and was using her throat to pump thick globs of the purple goo down her throat. Sarah was obsessed with viscous slime, she had no qualms about swallowing mouth fulls at a time. Her right arm wrapped around Astrid’s petite body, her hand playfully dancing in the young woman's undergarments; Astrid gasped lightly in her sleep in between kisses.
 
Sarah couldn’t help but giggle and moan at the same time, passionately kissing her unconscious comrade, she’d secretly wanted to do this for a long time. One could only argue whether this was a caring act of love or a defiling act of perverted passion.
 
Roland’s entire body strained against his restraints, his muscles on fire, tears clouding his vision. His rage was unbridled, as if all of creation had betrayed him in this sinister act of sadism. 
 
“Y-you, e-evil whore…” He was sobbing now. As only a defeated man could, his rage quickly turned to heartache. 
 
Sarah released Astrid’s mouth from hers with a loud slurping noise, “What”? She had been completely oblivious to their conversation, acting on what to her was common sense, with a tinge of lust. 
 
“She was going to die, so I thought the obvious thing to do was save her”. The corrupted elf spoke so innocently, as if she had no idea the potential ramifications. Her eyes darted from wall to wall, truly dumbfounded by what the fuss was all about. For her the choice was simple, and beyond that, she was too self-consumed to care.
 
“Ro, listen to me sweet- “
 
“I’ll kill you, I swear to the accursed Maker I’ll do it”!
 
This is some “I-am-your-father type shit”. Aishura was too shocked to act initially, but as Roland was beginning to break from his binding he realized it was time to intervene. 
 
Quickly, several tendrils reinforced those that had begun to tear from Roland’s wrath, one could only imagine what he’d do if he could reach Sarah. 
 
What’s done is done Roland, I’m sorry. The best I can do is try not to influence her mind. Beyond that-
 
“You can’t even keep your feral slave in line”! Roland was fuming once again. What’s done is done? What an insult to his choice, to his decision, to Astrid. 
 
But. 
 
But dammit. This creature, this abomination, was right. He had lost, to some lust ridden succubus. One that was once his friend. All he could do now was attempt to move forward… to save Isolde. To save them all. He needed to bide his time, to suffer, but ultimately survive. 
 
“O-ok. You’re right… If she’s ok… I-I’ll move forward”.
 
Good; and you! Bad elf! You need to be more aware! I can’t protect you from your own idiocy!
 
“Yes sir”. Sarah spoke meekly, she had truly upset her master. She examined Roland, and began to grasp her wrong doing. 
 
If we’re going to find and potentially save your friend, we’re going to need a plan. 


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Now that was long, and one of my favorite chapters to write so far! Hope I'm getting better and that you gals/guys are looking forward to the upcoming chapters!



