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Somnophilia Slime
🕑 Added 2022-06-11 02:34:57 +0000 UTCThe Great Forest of Darborea was an incredibly large forest, and it was infested to bursting with monsters. Naturally, it was a very well known and beloved place as well, among the circles of adventurers. The power of the monsters, and the quality of their loot, grew more the further you went in, and the slope in difficulty was gentle enough that it was commonly and frequently used for long term expeditions.
It was a good place to gain experience and harvest monsters, for novices and experienced adventurers alike, and as such, it wasn't rare to find groups of such adventurers all over the place there, some would even camp out and stay here for several days or even weeks.
There was so much life, both in terms of fauna and in terms of flora, that it was actually extremely easy to live off the forest, as it would provide all of your needs. Food, water, shelter, all of it could be found within the forest, and with sufficient crafting abilities, some parties had even stayed deep in the forest's innermost areas for months at a time, coming back out with incredible loot.
Such was not the case for a plucky group of folks that went in not too long ago, in fact, it was their very first day out hunting in the forest, and they didn't plan on staying very long, just a week, just enough to get all the experience and loot they'd need to strike their fortune.
The party leader, a young lad, had called an end to the day after multiple hours of slaughtering forest goblins and the occasional danger noodle, the weakest kind of serpent the forest could offer. A single metalfang boar had been enough to push them to their limits, so they pushed back, to the layer of the forest inhabited almost entirely by slimes and big rats, and set up camp.
As the day became night, and the forest went dark, the party gathered and set up their tents alongside a fire pit.
"I'm so tired and sleepy..." Janus, the party's cleric, stated, as he stretched. He'd just finished the bowl of stew he'd been handed, and was stretching his limbs and yawning. He began to undo the knot that held his outer robes together. "I'm gonna turn in early tonight."
Ormus, the wizard, nodded. "Yeah, me too," he agreed, using his staff almost like a walking stick, to get up off the log he was using as a seat, heading to his own tent.
The leader, Arthur, nodded, sniffing the air. "It's humid, make sure the waterproofing enchantments are gonna hold in case it rains," he said, running a hand over his bicep, then turning to the party's ranger and paladin. "What about you two?"
Rita the Paladin nodded. "I shall dedicate my prayers for the night, and then turn in as well," she said, getting up on her feet.
For her part Lyra the ranger threw two fingers up in a peace symbol and grinned, nodding as she gestured with her head to her tent.
Arthur smirked, tried to get up, then fell back. "Actually, not tonight," he said.
"Ugh, reall- you know what, yeah, I'm tired too," Lyra said.
Rita was scandalized. "Y-You, we're in a monster infested forest!" she protested. "Really guys? Really!?"
Sticking her tongue out, Lyra retreated to her tent, leaving Arthur to face Rita's anger. He raised his hands, palms open. "You and Janus blessed this camp, right?"
"Well, yes, but- but, that doesn't mean monsters can't get in and, I don't know, steal food or something!" Rita said. "It only keeps away monsters that want to hurt us..."
Arthur grinned. "Then it's fine, it's fine," he said. "but we're just going to sleep anyway, everyone's way too tired."
Rita sighed, and watched the leader go into his tent, then quickly sent off a prayer to her gods, and went to her own tent.
What neither the muscular fighter nor the armored paladin had noticed, however, was the nearly transparent slime that was creeping up on the camp... that had been spreading one of its most powerful abilities, burning its body mass to produce a sleep-inducing mist that worked through their resistance... with their guard low, with their defenses meant for something else, there was simply no way they could ever imagine that a creature that was such a nonthreatening monster would be able to give them the slip.
As each and every party member went into their tents, the slime slowly, carefully, went into the tent that the Paladin had gone into. Small, slick and slow, the slime was easily able to slip into the tent without making noise, even though the Paladin was awake, and working her way out of her armor.
The heavy, metal plate reinforced coating the Paladin wore over pretty much every bit of her body revealed below it a rather unexpected treasure, a voluptuous figure the likes of which many would be extremely jealous of. She untied her tight bun and let her long red hair drop, slightly stiff and needing a wash, but still quite pretty, flowing behind her back.
She sighed, playing with it a little, and worked off the tunic she wore under the armor, revealing her plain and boring, practical underwear. "Ugh... why won't he look at me..?" she muttered to herself, hands going for her breasts. "Should I... no, no, I must remain firm in my conviction..!"
She shook her head, slapped her hands to her cheeks... and yawned.
"I'll worry about it tomorrow," she said, nodding to herself, taking a deep breath, and laying down on her bed roll, next to her gear and equipment. The night was warm, despite the fact that the sun could not reach, the forest was warm year round.
The slime, calmly and patiently observed and waited, until Rita's breathing evened out, and she relaxed. Soon enough, she fully relaxed and actually entered the embrace of sleep.
After having waited so long, the slime was ready and raring to go, but it wasn't careless. Still with the patient and quiet approach from before, it moved its liquid mass over the ground and onto the bedroll, and slowly but surely, it began expanding and surrounding the sleeping Paladin.
The mist outside would keep working its way into the adventurers' bodies, and put them into deeper and deeper sleep the more of it they breathed in, and Rita was no exception, as she went further and further into dreamland, the slime gained more confidence, moving faster, with more certainty, soon enough, it'd spread itself all over and around the paladin... and after probing and prodding... it decided that it was enough.
Suddenly exploding into motion, the slime grew in size and mass significantly, and covered the entirety of the Paladin's body in a single moment, covering her entire body in a thin and fine film of its liquid, which grew thicker by the second as the slime increased its mass.
The paladin reacted only by the barest hint of motion, her body, unconsciously, panicking for a brief moment as the slime's viscous body covered her face, including her nostrils and mouth, and then invaded both her nose and mouth, diving past her lips, almost forming a cylinder of slimy mass that went past her lips, filled her mouth, and even went into her throat.
The slime gurgled in joy as it found the warm, wet hole very much to its liking, but it wasn't going to stop. It found the paladin was much to its liking, tasting her skin, her sweat, spreading over her hair, covering her in her entirety and delighting in everything she had to offer. Happily, the slime began to work over her body, going between her toes, tightening up and massaging her body over many different places.
It went from the toes up, tightening and loosening its grip over the paladin's body, massaging her calves, thighs, stomach, chest, and even her head, spreading over her arms, her back...
Everything and all of her was made to feel the delightfully sensual touch of the slime's attentions, which were relentless and ruthless, teasing and squeezing every part of her body simultaneously, forcing even the unconscious paladin to moan, her voice muffled by the thick slime lodged in her throat... and it was only the start, as her body was touched, relaxed and caressed... the slime gathered up another big load of mass near Rita's crotch.
The sleeping paladin's voice came out in a heavy, lewd and sweet moan as the slime slipped under her panties and invaded her cunt, spreading her pussy lips, the viscous liquid entering her and filling her up immediately, the slime easily able to caress, fondle and touch every single one of her folds, the slippery liquid limb absorbing all of Rita's natural lubrication, and almost growing as it absorbed Rita's arousal.
Despite being completely out of it, Rita's body reacted wonderfully as she was penetrated from both ends by the shapeless, formless limbs that were plundering her insides, spitroasting her on almost transparent liquid. Her panties bulged as the slime created another big glob of mass that slipped between Rita's fat ass cheeks, and began prodding at her tightly puckered asshole.
Almost as if to distract the sleeping body and make it relax, the slime thickened the cover over Rita's oversized tits, and then began twisting it around, moving the slime around her tits, squishing and expanding it, almost as if it was suckling on her tits, her nipples now almost as hard as pebbles because of the stimulation...
And with her relaxation, the slime went right up her anus as well, filling her bowels with an extreme amount of viscous fluid, cleaning her out from within, leaving her spotless and almost shiny, slick, and covered in warbling, trembling slime, her panties and bra moving from underneath as the slime worked its magic under Rita's underwear.
Thickening up and reshaping its limbs, the slime began stimulating Rita's parts harder, and it quickly chased down all of her soft and weak spots, every weakness in her pussy, her ass, her tits, her throat, all of it, was sought, discovered, and attacked, the slime was vibrating in happiness and excitement as it partook in the tremendously delicious body of the adventurer it was molesting, and knew that its reward would come soon, the greatest prize that any creature could have, as the heat and shaking and trembling all came to a head, Rita's body seizing in a potent, powerful orgasm, her back arching as the slime drained her of all of her sexual fluid.
Happier than ever, the slime drank all of Rita's girl cum... but it was nowhere near done, and instead of stopping, it instead simply intensified its attentions, and through the night, it would continue doing so, all the way until the break of dawn, when it knew the effects of its mist would fade. Before it left, the slime took a moment to clean up after itself, and used its power to restore the body it had enjoyed all night to peak health.
By the time it left, the thick canopy of the forest was starting to let sunrays through, and Rita was first to awake, feeling refreshed, rested, and ready to take the day on!
At night, however, the party had returned to its camp, and this time, when the slime came back to spread its mists, it brought another with itself. With how much it'd fed, it'd been quite easy to split, and the now double slime had a much easier time putting the adventurers to sleep for a second time. The original headed towards the paladin once more, while the newly spawned slime headed into the Ranger's tent.
The ranger, Lyra, was a woman of elven descent, which gave her a willowy and slim frame, but she was just as good looking as Rita and carried it well, blonde, with shoulder length hair, generous breasts and a firm, heart shaped butt... and of course, unlike Rita, Lyra slept in the buff.
Wasting no time, the slime spread itself all over Lyra, and with her sleep having come much quicker and much more deeply now with two slimes spreading their sleeping mists...
Needless to say, the next night, three slimes invaded the camp, and one of the lads had his first turn... soon enough, all of them would have their own nightly visitor, and the more the slimes reproduced, the more and more that they would spread around the forest, reaching for other encampments in the area...
