User blog:Gnomehunter/Day 8: Slime Variety Pack

Day 8: Write a story with a semiliquid-type monster

This is a part of my 30-day October Writing Challenge.

Slime Variety Pack

A WWYD response, found on page 2 of the Shoggoth comments section, by Ronchellster

One day your father received a letter. The sender's name was written with scribbles that hardly looked like letters, as if the writer was from the Middle East. When your father reads the letter he paled and asked you to go to his room earlier.

It was strange, your father often got into confusion and almost always a girl was involved, human or not, and more importantly, he always involved you in these things, even against your will, but this time he did not, very strange.

Curious you followed the night into an alley, there was a Shoggoth waiting for him. The two of them talked about something, but unfortunately you were too far away to understand anything.

When the conversation ended, she expanded her gelatinous body, revealing that she already cover the entire street with parts of her body.

What happens next?

'''I don’t know why it was important to mention the Middle East, could have just said it was messy handwriting. '''

'''Steven tailed his father. The strange, almost illegible note ate away at his curiosity, and his father refused to tell him where it came from. Luckily, he was easy to follow, and the impromptu stealth mission led him to a quiet street, not far from their home. His father snuck into an alley, and Steven was afraid he would lose him, but realized that he could hear voices if he hid himself near the corner and listened.'''

'''“I am NOT allowing you to have my son! That was an unfair deal you made with me when you knew I needed help. Your trickery won’t get you any closer. I’ve taken proper measures to prevent you from accessing the house”. What the hell was dad talking about? Every time he found himself the object of a monster’s attention, he’d ask Steven to help. Steven had gained some basic combat skills, managing to fight off a lizardman (managing to end the fight without drawing her attention to him), administering a dose of healing potion to cure him after being stung by a manticore, negotiated his way out of almost signing a demon’s contract, and wrestling him to the ground on a hike through the forest, after his father was entranced by the scent of an Alraune. He had just started reflecting on the time his father begged for help in escaping a will-o-the-Wisp, “Steven I’m begging you! I’ve been a good father, haven’t I? Taken care of you? I can’t fall to such a monster, she’ll never let me go! You’ve just got to throw her off the trail for a while!” When he snapped to attention. A woman was speaking, her voice slithering out of the alley and straight into his ears, sending a chill down his spine. '''

'''“Jimothy, my dear. You may judge me for my methods, but I think you’ll find me far more persistent than you give me credit for”.'''

“You know that’s not my name!”

'''“Besides, it seems we have a guest, listening in on our meeting right now”. Steven almost screamed. He turned and started to run. Dad was going to have to deal with this by himself. '''

'''“Steven? What are you doing here! I left protections on the house! You've got to get out of here!” But Steven tripped, and found himself covered in purple goo. '''

'''“I thought I’d lay down a bit of insurance”, the voice said, accompanied by the sound of something oozing toward him. “Oh, and for you, Jimothy, I have a present”. An awful stench crept into the air.'''

'''“No! It can’t be!” His father tried to flee from the opposite end of the alley, but a slimy green woman was waiting just outside the entrance, and he crashed right into her, falling into her slimy arms. She caught his head in her hands and pressed her face to his, dripping a mouthful of slime into his mouth. He tried to gag, but soon found himself filled with lust. “Oh, god…” He murmured, and took the chance to kiss her again. She slowly slid away, carrying her catch with him. The smell lingered, and it clouded Steven’s mind as he lay on the ground, unaware of his father’s fate. But he could hardly spare a thought for his father, as he attempted to escape. But the purple goo held him in place, and a woman emerged from the alley, smiling at him as she drew closer. She appeared to be made of slime, a dark purple hair-like covering on her head. Tendrils of slime wriggled and crawled over the ground where her feet should have been. Her eyes glowed yellow. But most horrifying, more yellow eyes on various parts of her body, all seeming to stare at him. As she stopped in front of him, he caught sight of a mouth opening near her base, a tongue hanging out.'''

'''“Steven, my dear. It’s lovely to meet you. I don’t wish to harm you. Won’t you come with me?” '''

“Who are you?” He asked fearfully.

'''“Call me Susie. Your father asked for my help once, and I told him I would do so if he allowed me to marry his son. It was time for him to fulfill his end, but I hope you know I want nothing more than to care for you and serve you”. She extended a slimy hand towards him. He timidly took it, and she lifted him off the ground, into her arms. “Well, I think it’s time to get you home and cleaned up”. She led him to another house in the city. As they stepped inside, he felt the atmosphere grow heavier. It had appeared to be a normal building from the outside, but here, the walls were covered in the same purple goo she had left in the alley. Small yellow eyes watched as she took him into an empty room. '''

“I don’t see any sort of bath”.

'''“Just wait”. She smiled, and her body began to shit and ooze along the floor, the same goo that had covered the wall crept into the room, merging with the rest of her body until it formed a small tub just big enough for him. It was filled with a purple tinted liquid. He blushed at the thought of being naked, but she sat there patiently.'''

'''“There’s nothing to be ashamed of, darling. I want to get to know every inch of your body, so I may serve you better”. Steven relented, and undressed, getting into the bath. Susie spent some time cleaning him off, and when they finished, the water vanished back into her body, reforming with the rest. She gave him a kiss. “That’s for being so good. Are you hungry?”'''

“Do we have anything to eat?”

'''“Of course! Let me make something for you.” Susie led him into another room, and began to prepare a dish of pasta, chicken and vegetables, using her body to cut, prepare and cook it all. She presented it on a plate, including the necessary utensils, all made of the same material as her body. She fed it to him despite his protest, and he found it to be delicious and filling. '''

'''“I think I’m kind of tired. Do you have…” Susie grinned. Leading him back into the empty room, she reformed her body until it was shaped like a soft bed, covers included. He climbed in, her lower half forming legs that turned into a pillow, and as he drifted off, he looked up at her, a smile on her face as her eyes glowed faintly both the ones on her face and the ones on the wall. '''

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'''So where is my father? And what did he ask your help with?” '''

'''“Oh, he’s just fine. Your father asked for my help in convincing a Will-o-the-Wisp to leave him and find someone else. No small feat either! They’re so obsessive, I had to talk with her for weeks, taking her to meet other men, until she found one who was far more enthusiastic to be her partner. And even then, I thought I might have to give up and let her have your father. But it seems I was successful, and now here you are. And I still haven’t gotten to the best part of our marriage”. '''

'''“Marriage? What are you, wait where’s Dad now?” '''

'''“Oh, I encountered a bubble slime on the way, and she was so insistent on seeing your father. I decided I couldn’t tell her no, so I thought we could both get what we wanted.”'''

'''“Wow. I’ve had a few monsters try to appeal to me for his attention, when they saw my mom was gone. But I never thought he’d be taken a bubble slime. '''

'''“Oh, it must have been hard to live without your mother”. '''

'''“Well, she passed away when I was younger. Just never thought there would be anyone who could take her place”. '''

'''“Well, I don’t know if either of us can take that role, but I promise you I won’t keep you from seeing your father. They probably went back to your house and we could go right there. But first, there’s one more thing we have to do”. '''

'''“You mean-” She kissed him, her tendrils coiling around his body and beginning to remove his clothing. '''

'''“Oh yes, there’s an important job I have as your wife, and we creatures of the abyss have a special way of doing so”. Steven’s eyes went wide as they coupled. His mind felt like it was melting, he glanced down and saw their bodies had begun to merge, but he felt no panic. Just pleasure, and his wife’s pleasure, both mingling together. She moaned, her body writhing around him. She could feel his nervousness turn to joy as they became one in body and mind. '''

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'''“So Steven, it looks like you’ve gotten along well with that nice lady”. They were in his family’s house now, both men sitting in the seat provided by their slimy wives. '''

'''“Bit of an understatement, dad”. Steven was trying not to gag at the other slime’s smell. '''

'''“Here honey”. Susie extended a tendril to cover his nose, and a pleasant odor wafted into his nose. '''

'''“I keep wondering if there’s a limit to your capabilities”. Steven said. '''

'''“You haven’t seen the last. I could even create more of me, if you wanted. Or change my body, to mimic other body types.” Her body began to shift and change until it stretched into the shape of a long lamia tail, coiled around his midsection and legs.'''

'''“Woah. Could you keep that?” She giggled. '''

'''“Ahem”. '''

'''“Uh, sorry dad. Didn’t forget about you. So uh, you like um...her?” He gestured to the slime. '''

'''“Well! Let’s just say her scent grew on me. Sweetie, this is Steven. My son. Do you know what that makes him to you?” She listened, then stared at Steven for a while. '''

“Son?” 

'''“That’s right, he’s my son, which makes him your son as well”. The slime shifted, reaching out for Steven. He took her hand, and she stared, before smiling and releasing him. '''

'''“Well, Stephen, I think we’re going to go home now. But if your wife spends enough time in a cleaner environment, she’ll lose her distinctive odor. And I can assure you, we’ll be back to visit. Maybe Steven would like us to live together?”'''

“Uh, I think I’d prefer to live alone.” His father guffawed at the remark.”

'''“I won’t have any problem with that. See you both again”. Both father and son rose, giving each other a rather slimy hug, and Steven and Susie left, heading for their own. '''

'''His father watched from the window. “Looks like my son is grown up. Our son”. '''​​​​​​​

Red Slime

'''Walking back home late at night, nothing but the stars overhead and the occasional streetlamp shining a pool of light onto the ground every few hundred feet. A noise? Strange dripping, oozing noise. Look up in fright, hoping he had imagined it. Appearing ahead of him, a large amorphous red mass. Illuminated by the street lights, it’s a Red Slime! Wait. Has she seen me? She turns to face him, slowly creeping in his direction. She’s definitely seen me. Run far to the side, then straight ahead, pass her without any issue, and increase pace as he runs straight home without looking back. Of course, outrunning her isn’t the issue. It’s avoiding her the second time. And the third. And every other time she might find him due to her slow but dedicated nature in hunting down prey, and her innate abilities to sense human mana.'''

'''At home, close and lock the door. Pace around the house. Listen at the door to see if there’s any sound. Decide to stay awake to await her arrival. But he is undisturbed, save for being exhausted the next day. The next night, trying to wait out her potential assault, he decides to turn off the lights, in order to appear like he’s asleep. Of course, he falls asleep almost immediately. '''

'''Waking up to the feeling of something soft, warm and wet. He tries to see what it is and as his eyes adjust to the darkness, he sees another figure in front of him, attempting to scream, his mouth is covered by another’s, and she smothers him with a long, drawn out kiss. He swallows a bit of slime, and oh, it tastes mildly sweet. Her body oozes and engulf’s his lower half, rendering his clothing a poor defense against her aggressive attempts at copulation. When she’s finished, the sun has risen and she stares at him quietly before...slinking away? Right out the door, leaving almost no trace. He ponders the ordeal. '''

'''Despite leaving him alone, she has begun to trail him more regularly. He catches her out of the corner of his eye, hiding behind things, following him late at night, lingering outside his door. But he is unable to forget her, or all the sensations she gave him that one night. Finally, he opens his door one night, to see her waiting outside on the step. “Come inside. I can’t forget you. I want you to do more of that”. She smiles, and enters his house. Pooling around his legs, she catches him in a pile of her own body, moving to strip him. This time he kisses her. “Don’t go. I want you to stay with me forever”. In the morning, the sun rises, and they’re sleeping peacefully. She wakes up first, to see him dozing in her arms. '''

“Love you, husband”.

Sea Slime

​​'''A man sits in his boat, the sun just peeking over the water. Alone on a fishing trip for several days now, he seeks to fish, travel, and find some solitary enjoyment. A tug on the line. Whoa, this must be a big one! He pulls, trying not to lose it. Hauling the catch onto the deck. It’s a...woman? A blue, transparent mass of slime in the shape of a woman, who stares at him curiously. She has what appear to be pieces of cloth hanging from her arms and head, and a big round shape around her waist, with tendrils hanging from it. He thinks about trying to throw her back, but upon poking her with one of the tools at hand, it seems to sink into her body. There’s no easy way to get a grip on her. She grins invitingly at him, and starts to shake her hips. It’s been days, and he hasn’t had much contact with women for a while. He approaches her, wondering if he could have a little taste.'''

'''As he kneels down and reaches for her sides, she opens her arms. He tries to kiss her and she welcomes it, her soft lips holding his own, giving him a taste of the salty water she came from. Suddenly he feels a sharp pain in his arm. He looks down to see one of her tendrils has reached out and stung him. He looks back at her, giggling, and slumps over. She rolls him over, slowly climbing up and freeing his pants. She mounts him, shaking her hips wildly, until satisfied, and at last he is able to move again. Now filled with pleasure, he continues to kiss her, unable to even fathom parting with her. '''

'''Returning to port, he docks his boat and walks onto land, with the slime holding on as he carries her under his arm. '''

"Chuck!” A friend calls out, “I was going to ask how your trip went, but it seems like you landed quite a catch!”

Queen Slime

​​​​​​'''A young boy left defenseless and alone, after some horrible tragedy befell his village. His family nowhere to be seen, all he could do was weep for their loss. When he saw an enormous blue blob approaching him from far out in the plains. A slimy woman, accompanied by two other younger girls who were also made of slime. As the group drew closer, the smaller bodies split off and came closer, leaving the large body behind, but still attached. They came closer, and when they saw he was crying, one spoke up. “Sweetie, is there something troubling you?”'''

'''“My parents are gone,” he sobbed. “I don’t know where to go.”'''

'''“Why don't you come with us?” One of the girls asked. “We’ll take care of you”. They each took one arm, and led him back to the woman. She took them all in her arms, embracing him. She kissed him softly on the forehead. '''

'''“My dear. I see that you’ve been left all alone. But fear not. My daughters and I will treat you well. You have no need to fear”. She slowly began to move out of the village, the boy watching as it disappeared from sight. '''

'''As the boy grew up, the Queen Slime continued to care for his needs, using her bodies to catch food, provide shelter, and love him as best as she could. One day, he awoke in the same place he always had, in the arms of the two girls whom he addressed as sisters, and their mother looking over them. But now they were giving him a different look than they had previously. One of them reached out and kissed him on the lips, unlike how they had ever treated him. '''

'''“Sister, what was that for?” He asked nervously. '''

'''“Darling…” The other spoke up. “ Have we been good to you?”'''

'''“Of course! You’ve given me all I could ask for. I’m so fortunate to have met you.” She stole a kiss from him as he finished speaking.'''

'''“Well...It’s been a joy taking care of you. But now there’s something we want from you. Do you think you can give it?” They murmured in his ear, telling him what kinds of things they hoped to do now that he had begun to mature. He turned a bright shade of red. '''

'''“With all of you? Sisters? And mother?” He looked up at his mother, who beamed down at him, patting his head.'''

'''“You haven’t experienced the greatest source of pleasure that a monster can give you. Will you let us show you?” '''

'''“Well, maybe with you…” His sisters laughed, happily, each snuggling closer as they started to teach him how monsters treated their husbands. His mother sighed as she felt the same sensations, at last able to deepen their relationship. When they were finished, she held him in her arms, as he still looked bashful about the whole ordeal. '''

'''“Sweetie, you did very well. I hope tomorrow you’ll have some time for me”. '''