Reysha stashed all of her unused equipment inside the adventurer’s bag. It was odd to see a large spear simply disappear into a piece of velvet the size of a grapefruit, but Apexus got used to such shenanigans rather quickly. Once exposed to magic, the question of ‘how does that work?’ got rather old very quickly. Those who didn’t share that opinion and kept asking usually became mages.

All Apexus knew was that they had to step into the waterrise to get the chunk of Aclysia-metal. The rather important question was if they had to reclear the entire dungeon if they failed to grab the thing in the upstream. That would have been annoying.

“Let us go,” Aclysia didn’t share that hesitation, flying right into the water. As it was her quest he was fulfilling here, the slime simply followed right after on regrown spider legs. Reysha did a backflip in and they were all claimed by the stream.

It pulled them along quite nicely. The direction was set, but the torrent wasn’t wild in any way that would have sent them into a tumble. Through clear waters they were pulled, able to see easily. Apexus’s worries turned out to be unnecessary. Once the metal fairy had entered the waterrise, the magic that kept the black and white orb anchored disappeared, the sphere suddenly becoming subject to the same draft as they did.

The world went dark for a moment, as they were swept through the ceiling of the boss room and rose past the labyrinthian structure of the dungeon hidden in the earth around them. Within less than five seconds, they could see light again. Then, they were expelled into the air.

The force of the water was strong enough to throw Apexus and Reysha just a bit above the surface of the pond, but they harmlessly fell back into the water. The heat from the healing fountain below had also reached this pond, so they weren’t cold despite being drenched again. Its regenerative properties, however, stayed dungeon-bound. To prevent abuses, the waters lost their magic once it was removed from their place of origin.

Aclysia was much lighter than the duo, however, as was the sphere. Both of them were carried all the way to the top of the geyser, where they disappeared in the fine mist of spraying water. After making their way to land, the slime and the tiger girl waited with bated breath.

It was early in the day, some unimportant time between morning and noon. A very sober hour for something that had taken weeks to come to fruition. There was nothing, no glowing, no special effects, no nothing, just waiting.

For Aclysia, the situation was a bit different. ‘So, what do you desire, my child?’ her creator asked and her mind was shifted from reality into a small room. It was something between a famous actor’s collection of old costumes and a library. Costumes and books covered the walls and floors in a sheet of paper and cloth. The world had no colour, just black and white. Only Aclysia’s green eyes lent any difference to this.

That and the shining, golden mask of Hashahin, his face that never seemed to quite synchronize its lips movements to its voice. “Come now, state it freely, I want to hear.”

“Is this question not redundant?” Aclysia wondered. “I am your creation, divine one.”

“That you are, yet, I cannot know,” Hashahin answered, amused. “You must understand that there are two beings of sapience us gods create. One is an extension of our will; the other are the races that inhibit our leaves. Independence is granted to the latter, not so the former.”

The metal fairy understood quickly, “Then you made me the latter, creator?”

“Not exactly… I like to try and create a being in the middleground,” the god sighed, “but there are things even we cannot do. Creating a being that is both tethered to my divine will and independent in their thoughts and fate always fails. At the start, you are indistinguishable from normal creations, until you come into contact with the independent. The mind that had only known my will learns individuality and splinters off the collective.”

“I am deeply sorry to fail you, creator,” Aclysia bowed, unsure what else to do. From what it sounded like, she was the latest iteration in a long series of experiments.

“Don’t be, I do this not expecting things to change,” Hashahin assured her, putting her mind at ease. “I like seeing you children grow into your own beings. It is a bit more intimate than simply flinging entire races into a world, to leave them to their own devices…” The gods voice trailed off. “It makes me feel like a father again,” he sounded hurt, like he had lost something that he could never regain. He shook his head and then opened his arms wide, his body that of a muscular man, albeit without any sexual traits. “Now answer me, finally, what do you desire?”

“I… I desire to be able to help my awakener,” Aclysia stated, shifting uncomfortably. Would her divine creator be as understanding as her… friends? It was odd to think of them that way, but that word seemed accurate. More for Reysha than Apexus, the slime was something slightly different, but still. The metal fairy fluttered her wings. “And I want to understand and be able to fulfil the urges of mortal recreation.”

Hashahin snickered, “Ah, the same story. With freedom comes the pursuit of two things, always, pleasure and purpose.”

“Purpose I have, but pleasure I can neither grant nor feel,” Aclysia touched her chest. “I yearn to act on these feelings I have in something bodily… Want not to be envious of those who can. Is this wrong, creator?”

The black was slowly drained from the scene, leaving only a landscape of white with two orbs of green and a golden mask. “It is only a sin to indulge in greed.” She blinked, then she was back.

Apexus and Reysha were stacking small pebbles in a tower. It had been several minutes now and the slime was getting worried, but if it knew one thing about magic it was that it knew nothing about magic and absolutely shouldn’t interfere. The patience was eventually rewarded with the well-known voice, the first voice it had ever heard, calling out to them.

“I am back!”

The duo immediately turned to check what their companion looked like now. The answer was, the exact same as before. White, backwards kempt hair, a black dress, gloves and stockings that doubles as shoes. The only directly discernible difference was that she was much bigger, going from the size of a hand to being as tall as the tiger girls forearm (including the hand).

“Huh,” Reysha blinked, “somehow expected you to grow a second pair of arms or something of that magnitude.”

“I must disappoint,” Aclysia stated, slowly descending and then landing in front of Apexus. There was a lot more of her to look at now, so the slime was already happy. The two-coloured moth wings folded behind her back like a cape once the metal fairy was on her feet. “But my creator listened to my plea.”

Her dress suddenly broke into a myriad of tiny particles that tumbled through the air like specs of dust, disappearing after less than a second.

Although blushing slightly, Aclysia was too anticipating of what was to come to wait for them to reach a more worthwhile place for their first time. The warm summer air brushed over her naked body, the new layer of skin that was now part of her physique feeling a sensitive tinge.

She had a pear-shaped figure, a comparatively small chest and waist followed by nicely curving hips. Bottom-heavy, that was another way to put it, although it wasn’t unbalanced overall. Indeed, her breasts were smaller than Reysha’s by about one order of magnitude, but the pretty pink nipples that crowned them looked just as delicious as the dark ones on the brown tiger girl. Her milky white skin was completely smooth and hairless. Although the dress was gone, the gloves and stockings had stayed. Weirdly this wasn’t obstructive in any way, simply sexy in a way different from raw nudity. There was not a speck of hair on her, aside from her head of course, the pink of her pussy lips between her legs standing out even more on her white curves, contrasted with her black limbs.

“I hope I am visually pleasing to you, Apexus,” Aclysia said quietly, her eyes fixated on the floor. She wanted this and she felt confident enough to go through with it, but it was still the first time she was doing this. Realizing that she hadn’t shown him everything yet, she turned around and spread her wings.

Her ass was truly a god’s work. It was completely flawless, like someone had taken the quintessence of the female behind, drawn it again and again, then used that practice to shape marble. Except it only looked as firm as marble when it was still, the twirl Aclysia had to go through to show it to her awakener made the round mass jiggle a bit.

Apexus had no interest in careful probing to see if it was as soft as it hoped it to be. Instead, the slime did what it did best, suddenly chomping the metal fairy down in its entirety. Sure, it was harder than before, given that she was now about four times as large as before, but Apexus itself had gotten quite a bit larger over the months.

Still, Aclysia’s head stuck out. “Oh, aw-ah-kennnnerrrr,” as she had already realized with the wind blowing over her, her skin was way more sensitive than her normal exterior. However, what could a gust of wind compare to a warm, gelatinous mass suddenly spilling all around her? She was simultaneously massaged and molested at all sides. At some places it only tickled a bit, in most it created a weird feeling she didn’t know before. It was something like physical happiness, a bliss that the mind alone could not create. ‘Pleasure, lustful pleasure,’ she realized what this was.

Immediately she felt thrice as happy for asking for this. Her wish to be able to please Apexus would have been a lot less selfless if she had known there was something like this involved. That pleasure didn’t just come and go or maintained a level, instead it built and built. She was eager to find out to what.

The slime explored every nook and cranny of her body and spent the closest attention possible on her reactions. Quickly it mapped out where on the metal fairy produced the most pleasing sighs in response to its actions. A task made hard only by its concentration being sapped away by the softness of her curves.

A being made from metal shouldn’t have had curves that were soft in all the right places like this, but it was divine metal so it had to make some bit of sense. Her body was radiating magic like others were warmth, a pleasant tingle within Apexus’ mass. Her breasts were wonderous to swirl around, like small cushions, only the nipples atop, standing erect, were hard and whenever Apexus applied a bit of pressure to them, Aclysia let out a little gasp.

“This feels… very nice… awakener,” she moaned, a sound the slime didn’t even know it needed to hear before its ears received it. The nape of her neck, her inner thighs, her earlobes and even the tip of her knife-shaped ears, they were all areas Apexus could harass to harness more of that tempting music.

Her ass, however, was what Apexus enjoyed playing with the most. It wasn’t just soft or firm, it was both at the same time, a mixture much greater than the sum of its parts. Even under the limited movements the slime could enact inside its own body, it kneaded it, enjoying how it bent in its shape only to return to the original, perfect roundness once left alone.

Apexus found a curious little bump, a tiny pink thing, hidden in the upper folds of her pussy lips. Not thinking of anything, it pressured that point. Its ears went ringing when the first ever stimulation of Aclysia’s pussy gave her to the height of pleasure, the climax, and caused her to shout out.

Aclysia’s world was filled with tiny sparks and bangs, the control over her own limbs greatly diminished. Against her will, her toes curled and her body was tense like a pulled bowstring. What had felt better and better and better as it went on was suddenly unloaded in an intense feeling of raw bliss.

As she calmed down, the metal fairy was suddenly convinced that nothing was wrong with Reysha after all. ‘If I had known this, I would have brought myself to this height again and again as well,’ she thought, air entering and leaving her lungs. It wasn’t the only thing her body was exuding, however.

Between her legs, Apexus tasted something sweet. A nectar of the highest category, beyond even the finest meat it had devoured, only rivalled by the secretions of Reysha’s lust and it came from the same place.

There was no holding back the slime now as its conscious mind bowed out in favour of the state it had been snapped out weeks ago. Its body went from an elliptic shape into a mass of writhing, translucent tentacles. Each of them was headed by engorged bundles of nerves, a level of sensitivity that made them completely unfit for combat but perfect for what was about to happen.

Aclysia felt herself being pulled from Apexus’ body by these tentacles. They coiled around her arms and pulled, once she was in the air, they wrapped around her legs as well. It was a sacrifice of feeling her curves all inside it for the slime being able to see her now wet body in all its glory. Her chest was rising and falling heavy breaths, her mouth wide open and guiding the air sensually through it. Her green eyes, usually so awake and aware, were glassy, hazed over with this feeling that clouded the mind in the best way.

The bit of experience Apexus had over her was minute, for all intents and purposes, this was both of their first times. Even if the slime lacked the normal expressions to show its own feelings, Aclysia could see its own state of mind through the almost supernatural connection she had developed with the friendly beast.

A single, simple phrase passed over her lips, a combination of words unsurpassed in their potency by most spells or rituals, “I love you.” She had no idea what made her say that at that moment or what that even really meant. She just knew that it was true.

The slime slowed down in its movements to lower her down again. In a simple, instinctive response, it affectionately rubbed the fairy against its face, spraying pheromones of happiness in the process. That was the best it could do to express that this was went both ways.

The tentacles wrapped around her legs were too big to fit inside her. Just because she was bigger didn’t mean these tentacles, made for normal sized humanoids, could just be jammed inside her. To cope with this, Apexus increased the density towards the tips, causing them to slowly shrink as they extended further.

The two around her arms slithered around her breasts, squeezing them. Curving away and then towards her again, the tips poked at her nipples. Apexus felt like its entire body was hit by a small bolt of electricity whenever they touched anything, but that soft, fleshy goodness was among the best feelings yet. Some sticky liquid oozed out of the engorged tips and covered whatever they touched in it. The cloud of pheromones around Apexus were replace by a visibly pink puff of exuded aphrodisiac.

That didn’t work on the metal fairy, she could smell but such things did not have an effect on beings without a metabolism. All it did to her was pleasantly caress her nostrils.

Apexus’s many tentacles worked simultaneously on other parts of her body. Still figuring out what it could do with these outgrowths of breeding instinct, the slime managed to part one of the tentacles into many smaller tendrils. Like numerous hands at the same time, they began to knead the soft behind. The shifting shadow that went over her in response to the little valleys that were dug into the mounds of marvellous tissue were a hypnotizing sight.

The tentacle wrapped around her left leg was the one that finally slithered up to the main course. Tight, that was the first impression Apexus had upon trying to part her pussy lips.

“Please… take it slow…” Aclysia requested, her voice a melody of desire. The slime was willing to oblige, it had barely any idea what it was doing itself. Instinctually, it grinded the tip of the tentacle over the pink slit a few times, spreading the sticky juice. The metal fairy’s body secreted her own lubricant in spades upon the direct stimulation.

If she hadn’t made such sweet sounds, Apexus would have been led to believe that the movements of her arms and legs were signs of struggle. Not a word or sound she let out made it seem like she wanted her awakener to stop, however.

Quite the contrary, “Try -mhhhm- again.” Aclysia forced herself to relax as much as possible. It had somewhat of an effect, the slime managing to penetrate the first few centimetres into her. They both froze for a moment, lost in the liquid fire that poured through their nerves.

It felt odd to be pushed apart like this, odd and deeply satisfying, not to mention ecstatic. The teasing of her skin, breasts and ass was like the appetizer to the proper meal compared to the raw sensitivity that this little area of her body possessed.

Apexus had numerous erogenous zones, but simply rubbing them against a body, as warm, soft and beloved as it may be, was nothing next to being encapsulated. Wet folds wrung and pulsated around the tentacle, pressured the entire sensitive head and even the lesser concentration of nerves in the translucent tentacle that let up to it.

As per her wishes, Apexus only slowly went deeper into her. Not that it had any other choice, did it have to push through the clenching tightness. Clenches, just like Aclysia’s teeth, the very first penetration came with a hint of pain. Much more than that was the overpowering liquidation of her thoughts under a storm of this new, blissful sensation. One that grew bigger the deeper it went, the more of her constricting snatch it penetrated.

Parting another tiny tentacle off, the slime sent it towards that little button that had achieved such a great reaction earlier. The pussy lips that had hidden it before were now parted, the hood raised, blessings went out to its accurate feline sight that it could make out such tiny details. Like a miniature tongue, the tendril began to circle and caress Aclysia’s clit. The reaction was immediate, albeit not as volatile as last time.

Her fingers quivered, her toes rapidly changed from curled to clenched and back. “Awakener- please- deeper,” her voice came out in short bursts and at a much higher pitch than usual. Apexus pushed with some force and penetrated into her. The tentacle went forward and forward, until it hit something at the back, something like a locked muscle with only a tiny opening. Pressing against that produced a genuinely pained sound from Aclysia, “Not there…” so Apexus pulled back from it and she went right back to moaning.

Apexus was vaguely aware what lay beyond that, having eaten so many female specimens of other species with similar organs. It was surprising, but not unwelcome, that she possessed a womb. Although, the slime would have done this even if she hadn’t. The feelings it had for her drove it to please her both mentally and physically, sex was a healthy part of that. That much it just knew.

Realizing that it shouldn’t push against or try to part that bit, the slime pulled back. Testing, it glided back and forth inside her. Her moans increased, everything aside from there was fair-game, evidently. Also, it learned moments into thrusting, now that it had somewhat stretched the tight tunnel, the friction of her sheer endless folds along the head and shaft of the tentacle felt glorious. It was like the initial penetration, but continuous as long as it kept moving.

Slowly at first, figuring out how to move correctly, the slime thrust its member in and out of her quivering crotch. “Ah-aa-aa-aa-ahhh,” Aclysia became louder and louder as Apexus went faster. The slime was now experiencing what she had earlier and was again right now: pleasure, building up towards something.

The many tentacles at the side were still doing their work, teasing her nipples, massaging her ass, prodding her clit. This time she knew what was about to happen, but she still wasn’t prepared for just how cleanly it eradicated her thoughts down to a blank slate of rushing torrents of bliss. A state that was only heightened when she felt something pump into and over her.

Apexus had no time to wonder how much longer it could go on. It felt like a strained cord. It was stretched and stretched until finally, it ripped. All the tentacles it possessed that were currently engaged in some sort of a pleasure-seeking activity were suddenly frozen in place and violently ejected a cloudy white liquid.

It covered the metal fairy’s chest, arms, ass and legs, even the tiny tendril at her clit painted it in this indecent white. The liquid was thick, only running slowly down her body.

One place was not affected by that freeze, the tentacle inside her pussy rushed in as deep as it could, stopping dead just in front of the area that would have made it unpleasant, and unloaded the biggest amount of semen there. A breeding reflex Apexus couldn’t have done anything against even if it had been in the state of mind to do so or wanted to.

As it was, the slime’s graduation from virginity was accompanied with the same state of mind as its partner in deflowerment. Nothing could stay, was wiped out immediately in the onslaught of bliss. The sight of the wasted seed on Aclysia’s light skin was somehow erotic enough to make up for it. Beyond their state, they exchanged a gaze that layered upon the physical satisfaction a mutual understanding of happiness.

“You are a man, now, right?!” a panting voice reached both of them. In their shared haze they had forgotten about the one true pervert amongst them, a tiger girl that had been horny before witnessing this and had now basked in the smell of Apexus’ (however weak) aphrodisiac as she watched. “There is no need… no need for me to wait any fucking longer, right?!”

Reysha’s eyes were awake with sexual desire, not glazed over as her less experienced compatriots. She needed this, she had needed this for a while. Curiosity, the attraction of a forbidden fruit, the changes her body had been going through recently, they all whispered into her cracked mind to follow the most basic of instincts. Masturbation had never been anything but a stop-gap measure.

Without even having touched herself in her voyeurism, the tiger girl’s crotch looked like she had wet herself. The clear liquid ran from her shame over the inside of her smooth thighs, causing them to glisten all the way down to the knees. Her brown skin was flush with excitement, the darker stripes stretching intriguingly with every heavy breath she took.

“Pleeeeasseeeee,” she whined, grabbing one of the thick, unoccupied tentacles. The slender fingers, ending in retracted claws barely different from normal fingernails aside from their naturally sharper tips and a slowly spreading red tinge (a new development), wrapped around and started running up and down in a jerking motion.

Apexus took a quivering nod, a movement made difficult by his current bodyshape and the sensitive tingles that went through the tentacle in Reysha’s hands, along with the one still inside Aclysia. The simple act of sex had made the slime certain, he was set in what he was now.

“I need you inside me. Fuck me you strangely adorable goo-ball,” the tiger girl’s dark, pinkish brown lips parted wide, wrapping around the large member and sucking it inside her mouth. For a moment, Apexus thought she was going to take a bite off him. Nothing indicated that her sharp teeth were going to close down, however, instead she did her best to keep them away from the nerve-dense tentacle. A slurping sound accompanied her efforts to suck him deeper inside.

The slime learned within that moment that this hole also felt great to be inside. The wetness and the smoothness of her walls wasn’t that different from the way Aclysia’s pussy felt. It was odd to be inside her foodhole, but if it worked, it worked, right? Having learned his lesson from earlier, he didn’t just slither deeper inside her, instead letting Reysha suck on the thick tentacle as much and as deeply as she wanted.

Instead he focused what attention he had to spare on wrapping around the kneeling woman’s legs. He had no idea when she had disrobed, but there had been more than enough time to do so. Stretching smaller tentacles towards her breasts, Apexus wrapped around them. There was a lot more to play with here than with Aclysia, but both were soft and had their own aesthetic advantages. If somebody had asked Apexus whether he preferred the smaller or the bigger chest, he would have ignored the question and went back to doing what he was doing now.

Tiny tentacles peeled out of the larger ones writhing and kneading her breasts, curving up to her nipples and covering them in the slime’s pre-cum as they moved around them like little tongues. Reysha’s own was circling around the engorged head of her chosen tendril, moaning and gasping as she went. The way her hollowed out cheeks sucked him back into her mouth gave Apexus an idea.

Slithering his way towards the cunt he had almost claimed before, Apexus brought two of his sensitive outgrowths up to Reysha. For a moment, the slime stood still, tried to concentrate. The tip of one of the tentacles inverted and shrunk, assuming the form of something like a suction cup. Tendrils rested on the deepest point, ready to assault whatever this new piece of biological gear was used on.

The choice predictably fell on Reysha’s clit. Running with great success on pleasuring that tiny area, Apexus did not plan on changing a winning strategy. The larger tentacle slid up and down Reysha’s pussy, beyond the brown colour of her outer lips lay the same light, wet pink as Aclysia. Although robbed of the tiger girl’s heavy moaning, the vibrations that reverberated in her mouth and through it the tentacle she was giving a blowjob made up for it.

The vibrations intensified when Apexus succeeded in finding the weakspot and pressed the suction cup atop it. Easily targeted in the tiny vacuum, Reysha’s clit was the receiver of the touch of dozens of miniscule brushes. It was a pleasure unlike anything she had ever felt before, far beyond even the most delicate of foreplays. Combined with her current sensitivity, brought about by the changes to her body, just a couple of moments of this play would have been enough to make her cum.

What did send her over the edge, however, was Apexus slithering inside her with his impressive girth. The penetration she had been seeking for the past weeks finally came in one smooth thrust that scratched her itches deeper than her fingers could hope to reach.

A clear liquid suddenly poured over Apexus’ tentacle, an overflow of Reysha’s honey, after he went all the way into her. He had meant to take it just as slowly as with Aclysia, but when using the same amount of force had simply parted her in an instant. That was not to say her pussy was loose, just not as chokingly tight as that of the presently deflowered.

Apexus thought that he had perhaps done something wrong, but rather than pull the tentacle out of her mouth and let loose a tirade of curses, Reysha sucked him deeper. Past her mouth. Into her throat. An area of mucus and tightness, the vibrations of her orgasmic scream even closer here.

If there was any doubt that Apexus had just done something good, it was cleared when the slime took a look at her face. Her red strands, still sticky from remaining water, stuck to her face in a messy fashion. Through the translucency of his tentacle, he could see her tongue wildly working as much as the limited space it had allowed her. Spit was dribbling out of the corners of her mouth. Her eyes were wide-open, light tears running down as she suppressed her gag reflex. In the dark stripes that surrounded them like warpaint, the fact that her blue iris was rolled up to the upper corner stood out all that much more.

It was doubtlessly the erotic appearance of someone cumming their brains out.

“Apexus…” Aclysia suddenly raised her voice, quivering still but recovered. “…I can… take some more, if you want.” Did the slime ever want to fuck the cute metal fairy some more, while also inside the sexy tiger girl? Absolutely, he absolutely wanted that.

All tentacles began to move again, doing what they did best. Tangled up in his sexual protrusions, both girls were victim to Apexus playing with all the soft and wonderful parts of their bodies at once. Meanwhile, the thickest two tentacles were pumping in and out of the sexes of the moaning girls. The sound was muffled for both of them, following Apexus offering Aclysia a tentacle to suck on. Hesitatingly, she did, much less brazen in her actions than the wildly slobbering Reysha.

Apexus was at his limit pretty much right from the start. The cumulative bliss of being inside four holes, the other minor sources of pleasure in the form of massaging their asses and tits aside, was definitely more than an inexperienced slime was supposed to handle. However, he could be quite the stubborn one and after seeing that erotic perversion of a face on Reysha, Apexus yearned to put that same face on Aclysia.

Knowing that he wouldn’t be able to cum a third time, the slime tried everything while fighting against the inevitable ecstasy. He caressed Aclysia’s sensitive ears, brushed over the nape of her neck, trailed over her body with the tip of tentacle, quivered along the inside of her thighs. What did the trick eventually was transforming the three tendrils responsible for nipples and clit into the same suction cup that was already working on Reysha.

The second these tips came into action, the muffled sounds on Apexus’ tentacle became a freed scream, the metal fairy thrashing in her bindings, unable to continue her beginner’s blowjob. The prolonged scream eventually stopped, her mouth just standing open in an O-shape, as she had no more air, the tongue lolling out, curved upwards. Upwards, just like her eyes travelled.

The moment they reached the edge, Apexus began cumming. This second orgasm was much larger than the first one. Whether it was the prolonged holding back or the slime’s breeding reflex producing more cum in relation to the amount of girls he was fucking, it wasn’t important. Fact was, Aclysia’s body, and her previously clean face, were coated in a second layer of cum, just like Reysha was.

The tiger girl swallowed the first load, then her gag-reflex allowed no more and she had to pull back from the tentacle. Her red hair and her striped brown skin, they were a much more welcoming canvas for the cloudy white. Not one to pick favourites because of that, however, Apexus simply loved witnessing the cum covered shapes of both of them.

The way the thick liquid slowly ran down their curves, was stuck in their hair, slowly mixed with the hot sweat they had worked up, it was all too blissful to behold. Once Apexus had pulled out of their pussies, the trickle of white that followed only added an extra layer to the picture. Apexus gently put down Aclysia and then the tentacles retracted back into the slime’s mass, creating the usual elliptic shape.

Due to exhaustion and the amount of liquid the slime had just lost, he felt that his surface wasn’t as pristinely smooth as usual. He looked a lot more liquid than usual, gravity visibly pulling the whole of it down.

Reysha coughed, only able to open one eye as the other was plastered across with white. “Better take ANOTHER bath while the water is still warm,” she grinned, licking a drop of cum off her lips. She shivered in pleasure, the taste wasn’t anything to write songs about but it succeeded in causing a small aftershock in her satisfied body. “Fuuuuck, I needed that,” she purred.