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Stranger in the Rain (w/ Laa)

Jerry glanced absentmindedly across his kitchen before realizing that there was something very wrong in there. It was all too clean. His first reaction was to tightly close his eyes, wiping the eyelids as if something had gotten stuck in his eyes. Once he re-opened them, the same odd scenario appeared in front of his eyes. He couldn't have cleaned up his kitchen and then forgotten about it, right? That would be impossible; although it would be more possible than any other scenario he could think of.

While standing still, shocked, his stomach growled. It was begging for food, the food which was on the counter of his kitchen. He took two large steps, positioning him right above the food. Quickly, he removed the cover protecting the food and began to eat it like a hungry dog. As he wept off the last crumbs of bread from the tips of his mouth, he noticed something from the corner of his eyes. No. No way. That's... Not possible. Right? Blue... Blue liquid? Blue thick liquid?

With small cautious steps, he walked over to the sink, looking down to see just what it was that was in the sink.

"What the...?"

Upon closer inspection, it definitely was blue liquid. Blue. Thick. Liquid.
 
As he peered at it, the blue liquid remained still. If he were to touch it, he would find it of a strange consistency. Resistant to his touch, bending like a plastic before him and bouncing a bit if he pulled back. However, if he continued to press firmly, the surface tension would break. He would be allowed to penetrate the gelatinous form, the cool liquid closing around him slowly and tightly as he did.

Dimly, the slime girl became aware of a warm sensation. It sent a thrill through her and the surface of her body rippled slightly in the sink. It could only mean one thing, her human was near. Oh joy! The liquid in the sink began to bubble and suddenly boiled over, splashing onto the kitchen floor. After a moment it formed into a single, translucent mass, twisting and growing until it was in the figure of a curvy and buxom young woman. Her ample breasts bounced cheerfully as she popped into shape.

"Good Mmmmmmorning~" she sang in her bubbly voice, smiling gleefully.
 
He couldn't help but poke the strange thing a little. He had never seen anything like it before... Perhaps it was some of candy? And all of this some kind of weird prank, cleaning his kitchen but stuffing his sink with candy? Gah, who knew. It wasn't like he knew anyone that would actually construct such an odd prank, and it wouldn't explain how his arm got so beaten up... Hmm... How did that happen? Could it had been some kind of -- Wait, what the hell?...

While caught in thought, the slime had begun moving on its own, small waves floating across the surface. Almost instinctively, he took a step backwards, scared witless by what he was witnessing. Then, as the slime splashed onto the floor, he jumped back, heading straight for the exit. However, as he was about to leave, a strangely familiar voice called out to him. It was her... From the day before. He had subconsciously written off her existence as being merely a dream, even though he had held on to no better explanation to the happenings that had occurred the day before. Now, it was a different matter entirely.

"Y-You again?"

That which replaced fear was pure anxiety, along with uncertainty of what to do. By now, he knew the slime probably wouldn't hurt him, as he had passed out in front of it the day before... But, you know... It was following him around everywhere, which was creepy as hell. The fact that she knew where he lived without ever having visited his home didn't put him at ease either.

"Err, uhm... Good morning... Or... Something..."

He paused for a moment, still standing in the doorway into the kitchen, nervously pacing forth and back.

"Soooo... I'd like some time on my own now and stuff..."

He paused again, not sure what more to say.
 
The slime tilted her head at him, jelly locks bouncing at the motion. She watched him curiously as he paced. At least he wasn't yelling and running away anymore. That had been tiring and a little bit frustrating. When he repeated her greeting, her mouth parted into a happy smile. She had communicated with him successfully! This bit of success was too much for her and she was unable to contain herself. Without another thought, she dashed forward to hug him.

"Hee~ GoodmorningGoodmorningGoodmorning~ ♪"

Either she had not heard or did not understand his request for space. It didn't matter anyway. She wasn't going anywhere soon.
 
"So yeah... If you could just leave, I'd--"

Suddenly, the slime glomped him, happily uttering the same word over and over. Jerry just froze, not quite sure what to do. On one hand, the slime-y thing didn't seem hostile at all. On the other hand, the slime-y thing seemed overly attached to him for some reason. Why? What had he done to make her this attached to him? While pondering a little, he faked a smile, but to a human, it was obvious that it was a pained smile, due to the furrowing of his eyebrows.

"Ehm... G-good morning..."

It was by then it struck him that she had followed him ever since he had given her his umbrella. Could it really be something as silly as that which caused the slime to follow him? It didn't seem likely. It simply couldn't be!

"So, err... Could you let go of me now?"
 
The slime cooed and cuddled herself against him, her jelly body molding around his a little. Her bouncy round breasts pressed into his chest and she rested her head on his shoulder. It was so nice to finally hold him. The feel of her body was cool against his warm skin, but she was designed to absorb heat quickly, so the chill would vanish soon. His words didn't seem to affect her one way or another as she did not loosen her hold on him. With a happy sigh, she closed her eyes and rubbed her cheek against him contentedly.

Glancing briefly up, she saw that he had eaten his breakfast. All of it. Her little heart swelled with pride knowing she must have pleased him. Of course, she was also happy because, now that he was nourished, perhaps he could help her slake her own appetite. Ignoring his request to let go, she slid herself up him so that she could bring her face closer to his. Playfully she licked his cheek as her leg pressed slid against his nether regions.
 
"Watch out, you're... Molding around me?"

He had thought that a tighter hug would've meant he was about to get squeezed, but instead the slime had slowly molded around him, shaping itself to fit his body even if only a little. As she rubbed her cheek against his and pressed her breasts onto his chest, he couldn't help but feel that the slime liked him in a very different kind of way from what he might had first expected.

"I- I'm sorry, but I'm not quite sure if I'm that into slimes, and-"

It didn't seem his words mattered too much to her though. Suddenly, the slime licked his face in a playful manner, making his face go red. To be teased like this felt very weird, even though it also felt instinctively comforting for some reason. Then, when he felt her leg pressing against his member, he instinctively tried to pull away.

"W-What are you doing? I-I... Let me go!"

Even though he'd probably like it, the idea of doing something like with something as alien as a slime scared him witless.
 
It felt good to wrap her gluey blue arms around him, pressing herself so firmly into his skin. She'd like to wrap herself all around him, enveloping him completely, but she was worried that might frighten him. Another day, perhaps. For now, she would content herself with rubbing herself against him, pressing as much of his warm, salty skin against her as possible.

Not like slimes? That's impossible, she thought. She gazed at him curiously as he spoke. And anyway, how could he know if he hadn't tried? Even if he said that, the slime girl knew it was only a matter of training. In time she could figure out what made him happy. Then, he'd forget all about his trepidations and whatever silly preconceived notions he had about what he was "into." Besides, with a little practice and proper nourishment, the nureonago could morph herself into anything he pleased to suit his tastes. It was too bad she didn't have the energy to play on those finer points of seduction at the moment. She was far to hungry to use mimicry. For now, she'd just have to rely primarily on physical stimulus.

When he tried to pull away, she gave a small startled cry, but held fast. Her sticky flesh was hard to push away unless she allowed it. Sighing she pulled her head back and gazed at him. Her leg stayed stubbornly against his member and slowly began to move against it. Gently she caressed it, trying to encourage it to life. She smiled gently at him as she did this and raised one clear blue hand to his face to stroke his cheek. Then she pulled herself up to press her lips on his. This one was deeper, more impassioned than last night's kiss. There was liquid to lubricate the playing of her jelly tongue, but not the drugged saliva like before. The slime was aware that its overuse could be damaging. Besides, if she needed a chemical to subdue and arouse her human, what kind of nureonago was she?
 
Ironically so, the slime's surprise surprised Jerry a great deal. What, was it normal for slimes to just up and... No, that question should not be stated in its full form. The answer would be too explosive for him to deal with.
As the slime kept caressing him, he kept trying to push her away with whatever power he had in his body. It wasn't like he hated her or anything; he just didn't feel like getting sexed up by a complete stranger... Let alone an alien creature.

"L-Let me go, I..."

He struggled on, his muscles stretching and flexing restlessly until suddenly, a kiss was planted on his lips. It was by then he paused, a grim thought going through his head. Perhaps this wasn't all that bad after all, eh? Bam. Too late. A moments hesitation, and his member was already slowly raising its flag in surrender to the slime's soft, gooey and perverted leg. A moment later, he regretted his moment of doubt, restlessly juggling around again, distancing his lips from hers.

"Ergh, no! No means... No!"
 
The slime wasn't particularly pleased about his struggling. It meant he was uncomfortable or unsatisfied. This forceful manner was not her way. But she was hungry and the driving instinct to cement their relationship overwhelmed her breed-specific sensibilities. She was going to have her human right now whether he liked it or not. Well, she planned for him to like it by the end at least, or that would sort of defeat the purpose.

She was about to get discouraged, but then she felt him melt a little. His muscles relaxed ever so slightly and he seemed to be enjoying the kiss. Further encouragement blossomed in the form of a distinct firmness beneath his underwear. The slime smiled triumphantly. He was responding to her! Maybe things would turn out well after all. It was time to remove that last bit of barrier between the two of them now. One hand released its grip on him and snaked down his chest and to his stomach, leaving damp trails on his skin. It traveled further and began tugging at the waistband in and effort to force it down.

His final jerk away from his lips gave her pause however and her hand halted its movements. She stared back at him and her lips curved down into a frustrated pout. Why must he be so difficult? Everything she did was only wanted to make him feel good. Her eyes peered back at him, wide and pleading. Then the hand began to slither down again, slowly, determinedly working its way towards his member.
 
The demon and the angel. Sitting on his shoulders. Give in..., his urges begged of him. Resist!..., his paranoid self begged of him. He was torn. Torn between letting this... This cutesy slime do what she wanted, as she didn't seem evil and... Resisting. Fighting as if it was life itself that was on the line. But was it, really? Was it?

As Jerry kept thinking for himself, he resisted her, trying to get away from her. It was he default way to act, so it was the only way he'd act while conflicted. It feels good... She's kind..., he thought to himself. She's forceful... She'll stay around forever..., he continued. As her hand began to reach down towards his shaft, as he saw that depressed look in her eye, he made up his mind.

"Argh... Fine!... Fine..."

He stopped moving, slowly letting the slime have its way.

"J-just this once though..."

It wasn't like she had been evil or anything... Just creepy, at worst. She did bring him back to his house and she did bring him breakfast and everything. Not to mention... That kiss... That slimy touch... It did feel... Different.
 
There were a few tense moments where her human seemed to be working through some mental dilemma. A struggle was going on inside that complicated sapien mind and the slime wished she could see inside. If she'd had lungs, she would have held her breath in anticipation. When he finally relented, the slime thought she would explode with joy. Crying gleefully, she giggled excitedly and planted another kiss firmly on his lips.

With new confidence, she continued her explorations of his body. The hand that had paused at his waist, now continued its advance. Carefully, it peeled back the soft stretchy material of his underpants and freed his member from its confines. She took a moment to admire it, licking her lips in anticipation. It was the first time she'd seen one up close, but centuries of generational knowledge were stored inside of her every cell; she knew what to do. Delicately, she ran her fingers along the underside, marveling at the sensation of his flesh. Then she closed her sticky, wet hand around him and began to move up and down his shaft. She watched it intently for signs she was doing the right thing and occasionally glanced up at her human's face to see if he was pleased.
 
As the slime kissed Jerry again, he couldn't help but feel relieved in some way. Although it might seem weird, he felt happy when he saw her happy reaction. Perhaps it's part of the curse of being a human, having a all-too well-developed empathy... Regardless, he felt better.

As he had already made his choice, he was able to let go of all his restraints. As her hand traveled down towards his erect member, he couldn't help but take note of the alien feeling of her slimy exterior. It had a wet yet firm feel to it, a bit like some sort of strange lotion... Regardless, it felt nice. Once she grabbed a hold of his shaft, his facial expression changed drastically. With an open mouth, he couldn't help but hold his breath in some sort of excitement as to how her hand would feel on his member. Then, as she began to move her hand up and down, he closed his eyes and opened his mouth as a sort of an aroused amazement. It felt amazing, and his face revealed that feeling to anyone who saw him. He didn't say any words, as he didn't expect that she'd be able to understand, but his face - oh, his face - it said it all, the hormones rushing and gushing through his blood.
 
The slime, while she could comprehend a fair amount of human language, didn't need words to understand how he was feeling. She could smell it in the air, the scent of his arousal. She could feel it in his growing member, becoming more rigid by the second. Then, she could see it in his face. The closed eyed, slack jawed, euphoric expression said it all. The slime beamed at him, quivering with excitement. He was pleased. That meant she could finally get some desperately needed nourishment. She continued to stroke him, and she could probably feed just this way. All she needed was for him to release where she could absorb it. But, the nureonago knew something that would feel much better.

Slowly she pulled away from his body, though still keeping a hand lightly on his member. Then, she sank down, low to the ground, until her face was in front of his groin. Looking up at him with her crystal blue eyes, she gently leaned forward and sweetly kissed the head of his engorged manhood. Then, a translucent, jelly tongue darted out and licked it playfully.

"Mmmmm~" she murmured and licked him again.
 
He couldn't help but smile awkwardly at her smile. This slime seemed so innocent yet so perverted at the same time that it was hard for his brain to understand precisely what it was that was going on. Regardless, her slimy hand felt too good for him to doubt what was going on. Then, she suddenly dropped down.

"W-what are you doi-"

As she licked his erect member, he almost stopped speaking.

"Oh god, that's!-..."

As she began to lick his member, he almost began to grow impatient, excited to see what this slime would do next, even though it felt wrong to be turned on by such an alien being. Instinctively, he put his hand on the back of her head as if to tell the slime to move on to the next step as fast as possible without uttering a single word.
 
The human ideas of innocence and perversion were alien concepts to the nureonago. She was only doing what came naturally to her. Pleasuring male humans had been the way of her kind for centuries, it was how they had survived. So, as she licked his member with her slippery tongue, she gazed up at him sweetly and shamelessly.

Feeling his hand settle onto her head and his fingers sink into her spongy locks, she giggled a little. Clearly, he was ready for the next step. Parting her lips, she gingerly took the head of his member into her mouth. Moaning a little, she sucked the bulb and swirled her tongue around it. Then, she began to move forward, taking more of him into her gelatinous throat. Uninhibited by human anatomy or the need to breath, she took him in smoothly and in one simple motion. That's not to say there wasn't friction. The slime girl could change the viscosity of her flesh to tightly clench against his manhood as she swallowed him. Soon, her face was pressed against his stomach and his manhood was fully inside of her. His erection, completely engulfed, could be seen dimly through her translucent head. She paused a moment, savoring the taste and feel of him.
 
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