Riley Gendreau
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The Slime of Pleasure (Exclusive March 2025)
🕑 Added 2025-03-11 23:36:28 +0000 UTCRumor around markets is that the forest of Gufolopios has a new type of slime living in it. One that uses magic to lure women in close to them in order to attack. The crazy thing, every woman attacked by one says it was the best thing they’d ever experienced.
They saw that it not only leaves them unharmed, but leaves them incredibly satisfied and happy once it lets them go. Some say it was such an amazing experience, they’d pay to have one of those slimes for their home.
Upon hearing that, Bishop Fouchier, a merchant trying to make a name for himself in town, heard this and knew it was what he needed to get his name out there and strike it rich at an early age. So he pulled together his life savings and prepared to capture these slimes.
He bought a couple of horses and a nice carriage filled with crates that the slimes wouldn’t be able to escape from. He also bought something special, a bottle of the most feminine-smelling perfume he could find.
He had to lie and say it was for his lover, but it was really so he could trick the slimes into coming out, as they only appeared to women. Bishop then made his way into the forest of Gufolopios and started to look for the slimes.
After twenty minutes of not seeing anything, he finally decided to cover himself in perfume and then check the area again. This worked, as when he rode by an abandoned tower, he felt like something was calling to him.
Bishop rode as close to the tower as he could. He tied his horses up, and left them with enough feed for a few days in case something happened while he was looking for the slime. He then went inside the abandoned tower.
Once inside, he took a quick glance around. There was a staircase that went around in a circle to the top, as well as a giant hole in the floor that led to the basement, and sitting there in the basement was a bright purple slime.
Bishop smiled; this had to be the slime that likes to pleasure women. Now all he had to do was bring in some containers, make his way down and grab it. Bishop went to turn around when suddenly a glob of slime jumped down from above and landed on his face.
Bishop grabbed the slime and tried to pull it off, but as he struggled, he took a step backward and fell down into the slime pit. Upon falling into the pit, Bishop’s entire body from the neck down was submerged in the slime, and his clothes started to melt away.
Bishop struggled against the slime and tried to break free, as he was sure it was going to find out he was a man, and when it realized it was tricked, he knew it wasn’t going to be happy. However, the slime couldn't even tell.
It thought Bishop was a woman, just one with a strange body, which wasn’t a big deal; it had powerful magic and would use it to correct what it deemed was wrong. So after dissolving everything but Bishop’s hat, it started to grab him tightly and push magic into him.
That magic worked quickly to alter his body, though Bishop couldn’t tell since his face was covered and his body was floating in slime. The first thing to change about him was his size. He had previously been slim and small.
However, the slime made him a bit taller and made him incredibly thick. Not only did it make his hips pop out a lot, but it gave him thick thighs and a round, bouncy butt. The second thing to change was his chest.
The slime saw he had no boobs and wanted to give him some, and it decided to give him the biggest pair ever. They grew size by size until they were touching, then they continued growing larger and longer with each passing second, until each one was twice the size of Bishop’s head.
While that was going on, the part of the slime on Bishop’s face decided he wasn’t pretty enough, so it began to make his face more appealing. It spread itself over his entire head until it was the one wearing his hat.
Then it started to use magic to reshape his face, changing his chin shape, making his nose smaller, removing the few facial hairs he could actually grow and finally, it started to grow out his short green hair until it was long enough to touch his butt.
Finished with his face, the slime let go and melted back into the main slime, allowing Bishop to breathe and yell to let him go. As soon as he spoke, though, he noticed his voice was higher-pitched and got a bit worried; he asked the slime what it was doing to him.
Bishop knew that the slime didn’t interact with men, so he thought he’d be fine, but using the perfume to trick it could only mean one thing. That it was about to fuck him. Bishop started trying to negotiate with the slime.
He was trying to tell it if it came back with him, he’d open up a brothel for it, and then it could fuck all the women it wanted, all day long. All it had to do was let him go. The slime didn’t respond, not that Bishop really thought it would.
Instead, it started to feel up Bishop’s body, looking for anything else that was out of place before it did its thing. Well, sure enough, it found something: the last bit of proof that Bishop was a man. The slime began to use its magic to take that away.
Once it was gone, the slime finally prepared to do what it does to women on Bishop. It grabbed both of Bishop’s arms and wrapped itself around them and pulled them closer together; it then did the same thing with her legs.
With a firm grip on her that she wouldn’t be able to get out of, it lifted her out of it to the point where only the bottoms of her legs were still in the main pit. This was the first time Bishop had seen her body since falling in, and she was in shock.
She started yelling at the slime, calling it an idiot for turning her into a very thick woman with the biggest breasts ever. Bishop then stopped talking and turned bright red… Now that she was a woman, she knew it wasn’t going to hurt her… however, before it released her…
Bishop gulped and let out an awkward smile as he asked the slime if they could make a deal. Again the slime didn’t answer, and instead two very long tentacle-like globs of slime came out of the main body. One in front of Bishop, which she could see, and the other behind her.
The one in the back pressed against her butt, and that’s how she knew it was there; it then spread her butt cheeks and went into her ass, filling it up until it couldn’t hold any more. Bishop let out a gasp, as she felt it.
She couldn’t believe how good it felt to have something so thick and long in her ass. She had no idea if this was because of what the slime did to her body, if it was some special property of the slime, or simply if she’d always liked it.
One thing she did know was from the slime: her sudden desire for the other one to enter her body from the front. Bishop started to drool, and her breathing became heavier as the part of the slime in her ass started moving back and forth.
After a bit of her drool dripped onto her breasts, she couldn’t take it anymore. She begged the slime to fuck her, to show her its magical pleasures, and the wonders of sex as a woman. The slime seemed to respond to that, and finally moved forward.
It pressed itself against Bishop’s vagina and started to rub the outside of it slowly. Bishop let out a quiet moan and her heart started to race as she got more and more excited, yet more and more embarrassed about giving up her manhood for the pleasures of womanhood.
Bishop was starting to get wet from the excitement, and the slime took that as his cue to go in. It took its tip and shoved it inside her. Bishop’s head went back and she moaned loudly. The real wonders of the slime were underway.
For the next three hours, it fucks Bishop’s front and back, and the whole time she’s moaning like crazy, begging for more and having this strange warm feeling growing inside her, ready to burst; all it needed from her was to let go of the last bits of her that considered herself a man.
She just wasn’t ready for that, but the slime was, and it was going to help her get ready. It created a few more tentacles and used them to start caressing different parts of Bishop’s body, playing with her nipples, and squeezing her breasts.
The stimulation from all of those combined with her ass and vagina being fucked solidified in her mind without a doubt that she was a woman, and would be one for the rest of her life. Bishop’s body began to erupt.
Bishop could feel her body orgasming, but she couldn’t feel any cum coming out of her. All of it was being absorbed by the slime the second her body released it. As it consumed cum, it converted it into mana, which it used to increase its size and use for magic.
Since it wasted a ton of mana on converting Bishop into a suitable female for harvesting, it needed to recuperate a lot of lost mana, so it was far from done with Bishop. It started right back up, and fucked her until she came again, and again.
Nearly a week passed before it finally had enough and released Bishop. Bishop then awkwardly walked back to her horses and carriage with only her hat on. She then sat in her carriage and ate some of the food she had brought since she'd gone a week without any.
Though she was pretty sure she didn’t need any, as she believed the slime had done something to make it so she didn’t need to eat, sleep, or anything else while it was fucking her. Once Bishop finished eating, she looked at herself.
She was beyond embarrassed about it; this new body was ridiculous, but it felt so good. It left her conflicted about keeping it, not that she may have a choice. Bishop said as she realized she was going to have to pay a fortune for new clothes, not that she had the money to do so.
She then looked back at the containers. She then smiled; there was no reason she couldn’t still do what she set out to do. Bishop grabbed a container and went back into the pit. She was able to fill up a box and lock it up, but the slime then decided it needed to recover more mana.
So it took her again, and another day of being fucked was upon Bishop. It took her nearly a month to fill every box, but once she did, she returned to the city, traded a bit for enough money to buy new clothes and purchased a building to renovate into the strangest, slimiest brothel the kingdom had ever seen. A couple of weeks after that, The Slime of Pleasure Brothel was open for business.
Comments
Riley
I found it to be truly amusing; Bishop is a merchant at heart, and he seems to think he can make a deal anytime, anywhere, and with anything, and that really shows as he tries to negotiate with a slime. Bishop for sure uses it, I'd say after it's closed for the night. I mean, she's got to make sure it's still properly working, and that it continues to recover mana. Totally not because she (like all the other women) loves how it feels. C:
last_of_workers
I really liked this story because humor and sexuality are very harmoniously intertwined here. For example, I liked how throughout the story Bishop tried to negotiate and pay off every difficult situation... Have you ever tried to negotiate with a wolf or pay off a bear? As for me, this is exactly the situation! And one question haunts me: does Bishop use the services of The Slime of Pleasure Brothel and if so, how often? Maybe she literally never leaves there?
