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Waterbeds & Slime Monsters (Jamie the Brown and Blue Jade)

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Angie smiled winningly as the two strong delivery men muscled the key part of her new bed upstairs. "Oh, my, you two are so strong!" She made sure to bend over enough that her shirt dipped to show off some cleavage, "How can I ever thank you for hauling all of this in here for me?"

The men grunted something, and she sighed as they hefted the massive package into her bedroom. Damn it! What did a girl have to do these days? This wasn't working out at all like the pornos.

Angie wasn't the typical porn starlet either. She was 5' 4" tall, but heavier than her ideal weight by a good bit. She was hardly obese, but she wasn't a waify thin beauty like people liked either. She was plump, with large, rounded hips, a generous, jiggly ass, and large, high, plush breasts the size of her head. Her flame red hair was a turn on to a lot of guys, as did her pale skin, almost like white silk, but most of them couldn't get past her weight. Or her glasses; delicate rectangular frames perched on the end of her nose. She was wearing a green button down shirt that was somewhat strained over her chest, and a brown skirt that reached just above her knees. Her feet were bare, her plump calves far closer to being cankles than she liked to think about.

She headed after the men, watching as they unpacked the bed and began to assemble it. Oh, it was finally here! She couldn't wait to try it out!

Angie liked sex. A lot. But her sex life was, well...a bit parched at the moment. So she'd thought of a way to try and jazz up those occasions when she could get someone home. A waterbed! And not just any waterbed, but a special, hand crafted frame from Japan, along with a special mattress filled with a super new scientific gel newly created by Japanese comfort scientists! And she'd seen enough hentai to know that the Japanese knew plenty about sex, which meant this was the bed for her!

The workmen were very competent, finishing up her bed in a dismayingly fast span of time. "S'all done, Miss. If you'll just sign, we'll get out of your hair."

"Oh, uh, right." She blushed, taking the form. Do something, Angie! Don't just let them walk out. You're missing your chance to break in your new bed being stuffed by two hot...well, two guys! "Are you, uh...sure you don't want to, um, get in my hair before you leave?"

The older man stared a moment, obviously confused. "Uh. No thanks, Miss. We got other deliveries to make."

"Oh." Angie sighed, signing the form and walking the men to her apartment door. She watched the truck pull away, sighing bitterly. "Looks like I'll be trying out my new bed with a stunt cock. Again."
 
Or so Angie might have thought. Whilst Angie might have simply been ordering a bed to spice up her sex life, perhaps she had not counted on a few things. 1. How well Japanese men -really- knew sex. In a country where fleshlights came in cans with a picture of a hentai girl on them, underestimation wasn't the smartest thing to do. That, and a man who had worked on her bed had discovered that he was going to be fired in the very near future, so a desire to be the good Dr. Frankenstein had stolen over him, and he had... altered her bed.

The trip from Japan to America had been a rather long and hard one for Toshida, especially once he had become his own Frankenstein's Monster. He sloshed in the transparent cover of the bed, coming to grips with his new eyes. He could... see. Sort of. His mind had become sharper as a gel, without such bodily functions like eating being much of an issue, and thusly some amount of telekinetic ability had been a byproduct, especially with the amount of electricity that had marked the end of Toshida's life as a human. He could not see with eyes, but with his mind, a trait he discovered thankfully when it turned out he was to be shipped to a fellow named "Buck". He had seen to that, and he was now being sent to a miss Angie. That sounded a bit more promising, he'd thought.

He... warbled in his container, for that was the only word for the sound he made, seeking out with his mental eyes his prospective Angie. Man... big, black, with burly arms. Another man, white, a bit on the portly side, though with a surprising amount of muscle. No, no, that was wrong... a-ha! His mind had latched onto a rather more feminine presence, and with his mind's eye, he assessed the woman... insofar as he could determine attractiveness with his rather muddled mind, he could tell she was sexy, with large breasts, wide hips, and so on, though she would have to be much closer for him to truly make out her appearance. He warbled again, a sort of tactic used to draw the attention of people. Warble, warble, pop... One of the seams had come loose!

Had he been capable of grinning, he would have, though he quieted down after his brief display of... power?
 
Angie was almost through the second glass of wine when she heard an odd sound. The redhead was sitting on her couch, watching a favorite movie and having a few drinks to soothe the sting of striking out with the deliverymen, and in a kind of terribly mockery of an actual date.

The sound she'd heard was like...like the sound a fake animal in a video game would make. Kind of chirping, but kind of stretched out, and kind of shaky. She pursed her lips. There was a word for that...a warble. It was definately a warble.

But she didn't hear anything else. Angie sighed, "Now I'm going crazy too. Perfect. Nothing between my legs or my ears." She drained the last of the wine, getting up and heading to her tiny kitchen to pour another glass.

As the red liquid filled her glass, she heard it again, her head jerking up. "What the..." And there it was again! It sounded like it was towards the back of the apartment.

Curiosity and possibly the wine over-ruled her good sense, the plump white woman walking back towards her bedroom. She heard the warble again, followed by a popping sound. What was going on? "Hello?"

She stepped into the bedroom, "Oh no! You're kidding me!" Her new bed! One of the seams had burst somehow! "Oh, shit, what do I do?" At a loss, she slammed back her wine, setting the empty glass on a cabinet. "Oh, crap, oh, crap, oh, crap!" There was some gunk, not water, something much thicker and ooze-like seeping out of the seam. She had to get soemthing to put it in before it got in the carpet!

Angie ran out of the room and into her bathroom, rummaging around to produce a set of basins she used for soaking her and her girlfriends' feet. Thank goodness they'd left them all here the last time! Then she headed back to the room, "Oh, I hope this doesn't make a huge mess..."

Little did she know...
 
Toshida felt a presence, a voice in the air... both of them that of a woman. Strange things had been happening to him since he'd performed his little experiment. His mental faculties were quite a bit sharper, true, which was why his body had started to seep back under the mattress, rather than laying there on the floor, though most of him still remained inside the bed itself. That, and despite his lacking a physical body, that which used to focus on the daily functions of his old body had turned to his libido. In short, a sex drive that could put Angie to shame.

When the Angie in question returned to her room, and the small puddle beneath the bed, out of sight, the bed would almost shiver. As she leaned down to catch him in the basins, the goo beneath the mattress slowly oozed forward, and with her wrists right by the bed... he leapt out at her, his puddled self wrapping around her hands, sticking back to the bed to hold her leaned over there. Now touching the warm flesh of her hands, the creature gleaned a bit more info on her, though not as much as he would have liked. The big breasts certainly intrigued this creature, and he more or less vibrated on her hands as he held her glued ther,e, his body starting to more or less flow out of the mattress, filligng the basins, reaching up to join the hand in holding her right next to the bed.
 
Angie set the basins down, barely paying attention to what was happening, pushing the first one under the slow pouring goop. "Perfect, just great. COuld this day get any wo-aaaahh!"

The stuff jumped, actually jumped out of the basin to her hands, pulling her forward and sticking her wrists to the bed. "Ahh, damn! What the hell just..." She pulled back, trying to free her hands, "Hnnn! Let go already!"

Then the stuff holding her fast quivered. Not from the motion of her trying to free herself. On its own. Her eyes went wide as she looked down, seeing a shape sliding out of the bed and into the basins. "Oh, God...that's impossible...what...who...Oh, my God!" The shape filled the plastic containers and started to rise up from them, Angie staring in shock and horror. "What...is this? Wh-who are you? What are you? Let me go!"
 
The goo, though it held her in place, did not stay stationary, slowly oozing over the bed, pulling her along with it. Once the goo was at about the middle of the bed, she would have no choice but to move stand up, or be roughly jerked onto the bed itself, squeezing more of the goo from the busted seam. It came out on her stomach, given her position and force involved, and it began to ooze downward to her skirt, oozing past the waist of the skirt, whilst that which was in the basin slopped, for such was the only word one could use for it, over the brim. It oozed toward her legs, wrapping around them, keeping her glued there, too.

"H--o," she would be able to hear faintly, almost like a voice heard over a scratchy radio. "T--s---a," came that same voice again, as she would be able to feel her skirt starting to pull over her hips, as that which was below her skirt began to drag it off.
 
Angie yelped as she was hauled onto the bed by the ooze, the substance powerful and strong despite it's formlessness. "H-Hey! Stop, l-let me go!" More of it squished out under her weight. She felt more of the stuff slopping out of the basin and wrapped around her legs. "Ahh! Don't do that," she pleaded as the mysterious substance not only held her legs fast but pulled, spreading them apart.

Then the slime that had gone down her stomach began to push her skirt down. "Oh, God! Hey, wait! I'm not that kind of girl!" She wanted to be, but, but not with some crazy ooze! Oh, fuck! She hadn't worn panties either, wanting to seduce the delivery guys...oh, crap!

She whimpered as her skirt was slid over her hips and down her legs, feeling the stuff spread further under her and about her. Then she froze when it spoke. It spoke! "Y-you can..." It sort of came from all over this strange creature, no one place. "Why are you doing this? What are you going to do to me?"

Her skirt was pulled compeltely off her legs, leaving her bare from the waist down. Her pussy was a bit moist, not yet touched by the slime, her well trimmed red landing strip just clear of it. "Oh, God, this is like a hentai or something!" Then she gasped, "You don't...you're not going to...to fuck me, are you?"
 
"H---ai" came that odd voice again, fragmented pieces of a full word, it seemed. The goo continued to tug her onto the bed, as her skirt was tugged the other way. And soon, it lay in a heap on the floor, leaving her naked from the waist down. "T-rn" the voice commanded, the goo pushing against her, forcing her to slowly turn onto her back, allowing her to bring in her legs a bit, before she was finally on her back, and on the bed, her legs being forcibly spread once more.

However, there was one bonus. With her entirely on the bed, crushing Toshida beneath, his words were no longer so garbled. "Yo-u a... are mine," came a voice, monotone and still somewhat broken. Two more seams broke on the bed, and goo started to flood from then, too, and whilst her feet were glued to the floor, some of the other goo began to pull her hands apart, keeping them against the bed. The goo from the other two seams slowly oozed over toward her shirt, slipping beneath the bottom of it, slowly moving up her stomach, towards her breasts, feeling warm and somewhat tingly as it went, and she would be able to hear her shirt stretching as the goo expanded. It was trying to declothe her entirely now.
 
Angie squirmed on the bed, spread eagle and half naked. Her hands were held glued up above her at the bed's corners, her feet as well. "I-I'm the one you ordered you, pal! I'm the owner here! Let me go!"

More and more ooze flowed out as more seams burst. She shrieked as the new flows touched her, slipping up under her shirt. "Nu, No, no, don't!" She gasped as the warm,tingle stuff moved up her body, covering her large tits, "Oh! Oh...mmm!" It felt...it felt good! But it was so wrong! This thing was going to rape her, she shouldn't...but it was warm and all over her...ohh.

The fabric stretched as more and more of the goop filled her shirt, ballooning it out. It grew larger and larger until there was a sharp, ragged, ripping sound and the cloth tore apart. The slime pulled the rag off and let it fall over the edge of the bed. Angie was totally naked now, except for her glasses.

Her nipples were stiff and erect and her pussy was starting to glisten with wetness. Fuck! She couldn't be getting turned on from THIS! "Suh-stop, don't, I don't...want this..." Did she really? She did want sex. But not like this!
 
With her top shorn and rid of, the goo thinned out a bit, forming large... cups over her breasts, squeezing the soft white globes, making them tingle, her nipple even being squeezed with the rest ofthe breast. The bed deflated quite a bit as the goo came out doubly quick from the original rip in the water bed, a long tendril that made a bee line for her pussy. Smaller tendrils erupted from it, teasing her cuntal lips, one small sucker forming on her clit to lavish attention there. More goo joined the tendril, warm pieces of goo laying on her thighs to gently rub up nd down them, causing her innermost thighs to tingle, as well. It effectively had her, now.

"Rel-x.. it wi-l feel g-d," came the disembodied voice. One tendril, separate from the rest, began to roam her body. Not her more private areas, but her legs, her stomach, even her face and gently across her hair. "S- s-xy," the voice intoned.
 
Angie moaned, rolling on the rapidly deflating bed. "Ahh, oh, oh, God, that's, ahh!" This thing, it was all over her, touching her, everywhere, all at once! The cups massaged and toyed with her large tits, teasing her nipples.

The small tendrils caresses the lips of her cunt, "Oh, fuck! So...so good! I don't want it to be, but, ah! But it is!" The suction cup teasing her clit was maddening, the redhead nibbling her lip at the increasingly powerful current of sensation, "Oh, God, oh, God, yes, yesss...I can't believe..."

Then another long tendril rose, caressing her. It was almost like a lover's touch, not a rapist's grope. It left a trail of slime across her skin where it touched. Angie moved her face as it caressed her hair, her lips brushing against the body of the tendril. Oh! What a feeling...she'd never felt anything like that...or tasted...mmm. It was good!

She squirmed, starting to give in to the pleasure, "You, ohhh, you bastard. I can't...he-can't help iiiit...making me feel so good! Ohhh, God, mmm! Muh...more...give me more..." She blushed, feeling like a whore.
 
Angie's words of passion were not lost on Toshida, and the goo seemed to literally shiver and delight at her words, the goo redoubling its efforts in squeezing her breasts, teasing her nipples, and working over her clit with the tiny suction cup. Though the bed was nowhere near as thick as it was before, it did not seem like it would matter much to Angie, especially when another long tendril erupted from a fourth burst seam, slowly working its way through the air toward her pussy. That which teased her clit moved out of the way a bit, and the tendril hardened slightly, finding its way to her pussy. The side of it rubbed against her, up and down, teasing her mercilessly, before it slipped back to her hole.

Twisting this way and that, it slowly worked its way inside of her a good six or seven inches. It pulled back slowly, scrunching up, before it darted back inside of her, fucking her wet, pink pussy. "Do you l-ke it?" came the voice again, slowly getting clearer and clearer as their body connected in the oldest and most intimate of ways.
 
Whatever this was, it seemed to like what she said. As soon as she asked for more, that's what she got. The cups of goo fondling her tits worked harder and faster, squeezing and massaging the mountains of flesh. But it was the quickened suction on her clit that really drove her wild, "Ahh! Fuck, yes! That's, ohh, so nice! Mmmp! Y-you dirty, ahh, dirty fucker!"

Then a new tendril burst forth, long and thicker than the others. She suddenly knew as it grew towards her cunt its purpose. "Oh, God," she moaned. She whimpered as she felt it caress the lips of her pussy, moving over and around them, "You tease...feels warm, s-strong..."

Then it pushed in and she cried out, "AH! Fuck! Oh, GOD!" Her back arched, tits and belly jiggling as she fell back down onto the much diminished mattress. The slimy appendage was pushing in and pulling back, over and over, fucking her now. God! "Ahh, yes, that's it, oh, fuck me...so wrong, so nasty and sick, but feels so good!"

She closed her eyes as the voice resonated around her, "I...I...I like it. I do like it. Please, don't stop fucking meee..."
 
It would not take long for Angie to feel her back touch the ground, the goo having extricated itself from the water bed. It It began to swamp her hips, and that which felt rather like hands would be on her hips, as the rest of the goo took definition. It formed the curves of a body, rather compact and heavy for being only goo, and the tentacle slowly became part of the gelatinous mass which was taking a certain shape; that of a man. Legs were not exactly needed, the body only going from the waist up, and the mass of goo beneath it slowly worked its way under Angie's body. Two additional arms sprouted from the creature, and a third pair from its chest,the second's hands coming to both sides of her head, the other two squeezing her large, soft breasts. Suckers on both palms worked over her nipples.

Another cock would be felt, starting from the mass, slowly teasing the puckered hole of her rear with its thick head. And, speaking of heads, the creature slowly leaned over, pressing the "lips" of what one could generously call its head to hers. But it was no kiss. A third cock burst from its mouth, filling hers in the middle of her pleasured calls for more. "Do you -ike it now?"
 
She felt her body touch down, the mattress completely empty now, but she hardly noticed. Her mind was too captivated, stunned, almost disabled by what was happening to her. "Haah, uhh, oh, yes, fuck me, yes, just like that, push that...that...thing into my pussy!"

Well, she couldn't really call it a cock, after all.

It was taking hold of her more firmly. It felt like giant gooey hands held her hips as the thing rose up to a more or less humanoid shape. From the waist up anyway. Two more sets of arms and hands grew from it, one set seizing her tits again, mauling them wonderfully, suckers on them teasing her nipples. The other caressed her cheeks, slimy fingers sliding into her hair. "Oh, God, this is so crazy! I-ahh, I should be, ohhh, should be ffreaking out! But it's just...ahh!"

Then she gasped, feeling something new and cock-like prodding her asshole. "No! Not there! I've never done it there!" The 'head' of the thing was leaning towards her, "Please, fuck my pussy, fuck it more, but do-mmphh!" A new cock suddenly burst ouf of where the rough mouth was and speared into hers. "MMM!"

The cock started to fuck her mouth, warm, gooey, melty. Her eyes softened, "Hmmhmmuhhh," she whimpered. It felt nasty! But in a good way! This was all so wrong but so fucking sexy! She was getting fucked like never before!
 
Toshida was far, far too gone to truly comprehend what this beautiful woman was saying as he brutalized her holes. This body came with a variety of odd new quirks and the like, and despite not having a readily identifiable body, he was more than capable of feeling severe lust. And pleasure. Oh, gods the pleasure. The two cocks pounded into her holes, pussy and mouth, enjoying the heat and moistness of both. He reveled in the feel of her gigantic, soft breasts, and two more arms yet sprouted from his body; a -lot- of goo had been inside of that bed. They were smaller, almost childlike, and they began to stroke over more erogenous zones, such as her inner thighs and elsewhere, as well as gently stroking over the soft flesh of her stomach, cheeks, or hips, coming to know every inch of her body.

Toshdia was not to be dissuaded from the path one of the three cocks was taking, the goo's naturally slimy body, the cock's head slowly working into Angie's asshole, spreading her slowly. It lessened in size with every centimeter, becoming little mroe than a finger to prevent his "lover" from being too pained, and all three cocks stroked against her, filling her, speeding occasionally.
 
Angie was lost. She couldn't see anything past the monster raping her so wonderfully, feel anything other than it's slimy touch all over her, in her, her world was consumed with pleasure, all else ignored.

As the third cock finally penetrated deep into her ass and spread it, swelling to a fuller size and starting to plunder her back door, she could hold back no more. "MMmmHHHh!" Her eyes clamped shut, the woman screaming around the slimy cock in her mouth as she came hard, her pussy clenching on the gooey dick in her cunt, her muscles spasming and clutching at it. She writhed in the creature's grasp, her back arching, pressing her breasts into its hands all the more.

She fell back, weakened, as the orgasm left her, feeling as though she were floating. But still, still it took her, filling her, all of her, over and over and over.
 
The wonderful rapist of a slime monster continued to piston in and out of Angie's welcoming body, the cock in her ass slowly growing with each thrust, until she had a decently sized appendage in all of her holes, a fourth even joining in when her beasts were pushed together, extending from his stomach and thrusting into that valley of pale, soft flesh.

Toshida did not last much longer than Angie did, and despite what seemed like an impossibility, he came. His cocks became moister, more gooey, losing solidity as spurts of goo were shot deep into her mouth, forcing her to swallow, as both pussy and ass were filled with the blue goo. The fourth cock shot a glob of goo over her face. Her body was flooded with its cum, the goo leaning over her, resting for the moment, blissed out.
 
She was full of slimy, gooey cock. It filled her cunt, her ass, her mouth, even the vallye between her breasts, the top of it almost bumping into her chin as it fucked her huge tits.

Angie moaned and gasped and almost gagged around the monster dick raping her mouth. God, it wasn't stopping! There was so much pleasure! It was hard to think straight. The thing that had captured her seemed to quiver all over, and she wondered what was happening.

It came. All of its' cocks, all at once. Blue goop fired over her from the cock between her tits, filling and spurting out of her ass and pussy, and forcing her to swallow the strange, hot, viscous liquid to be drowned it in. More and more of the stuff gushed over and into her, and she felt that amazing wonder of cum spurtin in her pussy, all over her body and magnified tenfold.

The monster slumped over her, the invading cocks seeming to halt. Angie would have spoken, would have said something, but the dick in her mouth was still far too long and thick. She moved to look up at the creature's non-existant face as best she could. Was...it over?

She tested the goo holding her hands, seeing if she could free them...
 
It took several moments for Toshida to collect himself after brutally raping Angie as he had. His thoughts were scattered, and in turn, his body and voice. After several moments, however, his oozing cocks regained solidity, and slid out of each of her orifices. He became heavier as mass was added to his body, forming into something of a human shape. "Did you enjoy that?" came the voice. It was there inside of her now.. everything he thought would be felt by her, and any words formed would be transmitted directly to her brain. And the feelings he had, were,well, that ANgie was the sexiest thing he had ever come across. Or, in certain cases, cum across, a gooey finger trailing across a puddle of com between her tits.

There were no facial features on this creature yet. Only blankness, and a rather smooth face. It was the mold of a man, if not a man himself.
 
"GUH!" She gasped as the big cock pulled out of her mouth, letting her fully speak and breathe for the first time in minutes. THe others all jerked out of her holes and her tits as well, just leaving slimy trails of bluish cum. "Oh, God..."

Angie pulled herself back from the monster, panting, trying to get her breath back. Her huge tits rose and fell rapidly. Then the strange disembodied voice sounded again. Inside her mind. She jerked her head up and stared at the monster with horrified eyes.

"You...I...I didn't ask to be raped!" She put on a defiant expression. Through the mental link, Toshida could feel how much she had enjoyed it, and how embarrassed she was that she had. "You just...you didn't have any right..." But it had felt wonderful, her mind told him. She wanted it again. "Even if...if it felt good, I..." And it had felt so good, her mind whispered to her attacker, she'd cum harder than she had in over a year. She'd loved the feeling of being full from so many directions at once. Loved all that cum spurting over and in her.
 
Toshida looked at her critically. With a smooth face and no eyes, one could note. "You didn't have to. And I think it stopped being "rape" fairly quickly," he said, the monotone voice carrying a touch of reproach. He advanced on her a bit, his "head" cocked to the side. A mental connection.. was odd. Yes, he could feel the pleasure thrumming through her body, even now. He could tell how much she had loved it. How much she wanted to do it again... He could have smiled.

"Would you like it again?" he asked, moving a bit farther across the deflated bed, his hand forming into something of a cock shape. She wouldn't even have the time to move as his "hand" delved between her thighs. And with her still slick, and him already being somewhat naturally lubricated, his cock spread the puckered hole of her anus, his other hand groping one of her large, fleshy tits.
 
Angie shook her head at his question, "No, I don't, stay ba-aaAAAHHhKK!" He was on her and in her, in one fast, inescapable motion. The cock that sprouted from its hand plunged into her ass and spread it open, sinking in easily having lubed and loosened it last time.

She fell forward, supported by the hand that began to grope and feel her chest. "Uhh, wha-what, ahh, God!" She licked her lips, whimpering with enjoyment and displeasure at having no control as he began to fuck her ass with the hand cock. "Feels, mmp, so good, I don't want it to, don't want to admit it, but...oh, fuck, yes," she moaned.

Her glasses were barely perched on the tip of her nose as she looked up at the formless, featureless head. "More. Please." A tear streaked down one cheek, a tear of shame. "In my pussy, please, fuck me there too."
 
Toshida's cock of a hand continued to plumb her recently virgin hole, twisting this way and that with every thrust into an area he was becoming intimately familiar with. Slowly, the goo of his body slowly coalesced into a more humanoid form, shifting so that his cock was in the right area, still thrusting into her poor ass. Hands went down to her hips, and he slowly jerked her around to where she was on her stomach. Gripping her hips, a secondary cock slid into her pussy... and he began to thrust, causing her chubby ass to jiggle every time his hips met them.

Hands grasped her dangling breasts, groping them, feeling them jiggle like jello every time he thrust.
 
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