User blog:Ore-samma/Short-Shot My Giant Slug (Sticky) (Lewd)

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'' may I suggest what a giant slug does in her free time? ''

It is a tricky one, and I thought that I shouldn’t just do the easy cop-out and give the slug girl legs.

Time for ME to think outside the box and see what she can do to get a man and / or what she does on her free time!

I hope you like it!

Ever your Servant-

Ore-samma

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“Thank you for your patronage!” I said giving a double wink to my latest customer.

It really was a good thing that my oil infusions promoted such good skin health! I really wouldn’t know what I would do if it weren't for my sticky concoctions that commanded a premium price for all manner of mamono and humans!

'' Olivia’s Oils and Ointments! '' The sign on my shop read and I just saw the last customer out the door and immediately went about the store and locked up my wares in their shelves.

A familiar knock sounded.

“Come in, Wanda!” I called out from across the room.

“Hey Olivia! Guess what! I got a man! A husband for my very own!” She cheered as she made her delivery of magical oils in my delivery shelf.

“How wonderful!” I cheered and slid over to her. “I am so happy for you!”

“Yeah! So, uh….Olivia….are you sure you don’t want a transmutation potion? I just sold one to another giant slug girl the other day and-”

I shook my head and held out my hand. “I know it may seem strange, and I know that most slug girls transform themselves, but I am happy the way I am. I am certain I will eventually find someone who will like me for me as well!”

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Wanda sighed and slumped against my countertop and immediately recoiled as she got her arms in a small smear of my oils. “Awww- common!” She whined as the stickiness hung to her in several spots.

“Now, now, Wanda, it's your own fault.” I said, holding up a finger. “I clearly mark where customers should, and should not stand!” I said, pointing out that not only her sleeves were coated, but so was the back of her coat and shoes.

“You really must be absent minded-today to forget where to walk and stand.” I said with a giggle.

“Grrrr!” Wanda glowered and raised her hands. “Bippity! Bobbity! Boo!” She hollered.

In a flash, all my oils swept up from her and from the surfaces of my store and flowed into a pot she conjured from thin air.

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“Easy as pie!” she sighed, setting the pot down and looked up at me with a smile.

“You know, it’s not as bad as everyone makes it out to be.” I said in a low voice, placing the pot away to be processed later.

Wanda nodded. “You’re right. But- I’m going out on a double date after this delivery!” She placed her hand on my arm and smiled with a warm sincerity. “You know I would never be insensitive to you.”

I shrugged and sighed. “I suppose you never would be, knowingly.” I said. “Enjoy your date, Wanda. Please leave.”

Wanda’s face slipped into a strange worry but she left without another word.

I sighed as I started to re-oil all the surfaces that Wanda cleaned. Hardly anyone else other than slugs knew this, but we travel so much faster on surfaces we pre-oiled and so much slower on surfaces that are clean.

But of course, Wanda couldn’t know that- she wasn’t a slug girl, and more than that- she was all in another headspace from being freshly married, and reeked of male spirit energy.

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“Ah! At last!” I sighed and looked at my shiny newly oiled floors in the “non-customer” areas and dusted my hands together.

I tipped the large pot Wanda conjured into my distilling kettles and added some enchanted wood that would slow burn my oils at the correct temperature to be mixed in later with the proper beauty ingredients and other essential oils.

“Well, at least Wanda left me with such a wonderful pot!” I said, feeling a little better...and a little hungry...

“Now! Time for some food!” I said happily and went downstairs to make some lovely shrimp flavored gourmet ramen!

“Mmmm!” I squealed in between slurps of the delicious, slippery noodles. No salt- just the way I liked it!

I saved the shrimp for last and started to munch on them as well as the tofu slices that were made extra thick. Nice and spongy!

“Hmmm…. I wonder if I am forgetting something?”

I heard the bell above my door ring- oh no! I forgot to lock the door!

“Hello? Is anyone here? Hello?” A male voice called out….wait a second, I recognized that voice! It was Daniel the new guardsman! He was always checking up on me at the end of his shift!

“Hello Daniel!” I cried out from below the shop. “Please! Do not step across the blue line! It is slippery!”

“What? Olivia? Is that you? Hold up, I’m coming-” His sentence was stopped by his crying out as he slipped and started to tumble down the stairs.

“Oh! Oh no!” I cried out and quickly moved to-

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“Ooof! Uh, hello Olivia!” Daniel said, as he landed right on top of me. “What’s that you were saying?”

I huffed as I tried to pry his body off of me, but it was no use. “I said- don’t cross the blue line! It’s slippery!” I almost shouted. “Now I have to get into the bathtub to get you off me!”

“Hey, I’m sorry but.” He grunted and tried to push him self off, but his hands slipped on my stomach and slid up to my breasts, each hand grabbing a full handful of my bosom.

“Hey! Watch it!” I shouted, and smacked his face.

“Sorry! Sorry! I really don’t mean to! I- uh...oh geez, what the heck?” He cried out as he wiggled his legs that slipped out of his pants that were stuck to my body.

“Ah geez! Now look at what you’re doing!” I huffed and pushed again, still trying to get to the tub.

“Not that way- you’re gonna-”

Suddenly both our hands slipped and for some insane reason….our lips locked.

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I felt his heart thunder against my chest and...his….swollen flesh now pressed against my body.

“Daniel….are you….do you like me?” I whispered, feeling my face start to flush.

Daniel gave a sheepish grin. “Well, yeah- actually.” He kept eye contact and slid his hand to my face and kissed me again. “Why do you think I always come by to visit at the end of my shift?”

I gasped as his other hand pulled my dress free, allowing my bosom to push against his soaked shirt that I helped off him.

“I can’t imagine why.” I purred as I pulled my skirt free and surrounded his member. “But now that you’re here. I think I just realized I might be a little scared. Could you stay the night?”

Daniel nibbled on my neck and kissed me again. “Of course I will.”