Shimoneta Love Nectar Slimegirls

Unending BE - episode 1132641

This was a bad dream. That's all. It had to be. It's the only way things made sense. And he had just watched 'The Blob' last night and that was a horrible mistake. Now he was being chased by slimy, gooey monsters who seemed intent on snatching him and doing horrible, horrible things with him. It was bad enough in the film when there was one to fight, but he had more to deal with.

Three of them. Three horrible, monstrous figures whose appearance was so horrifying that it only solidified his belief that he was in the midst of a nightmare. Their gooey bodies were translucent light blue, with denser spots of color marked throughout in specific locations. Even their eyes, their eyes were creepy, despite being pink, a normally non-threatening color. They crawled towards him in a manner that could only be described as predatory. It was surreal how they moved. Sometimes their arms and legs would form to pull them forward, or even get them standing. Other times they would merge their limbs together and just slide forward in a strange fluid motion. Either way freaked him out.

"Gah, no, get away from me!" Tanukichi cried out, backing up further into the room. He knew he was getting himself trapped, but he didn't have many other options for escape. His best hope was to get the creatures to lower their guard so he could slip away. It didn't seem like they had any offensive capabilities, or surely they would have used them by now, right? The young man gulped and looked around, hoping somebody could save them. What on earth could distract these creatures, what did they want?

"Don't let them touch you!" he heard someone say. He recognized the voice, but couldn't see the face who it belonged to. She was back near the door to the classroom he had stumbled into, and his vision of that area was obscured by blobby slime. He tried to peer through, but one of the terrifying faces of the slime creatures got inches away from him and made him shudder. He could barely see Ayame through the blurry blue slime. He just saw that face. That familiar, creepy face. With pink hearts for eyes.

"I, I know that!" Tanukichi said. He didn't want to get his skin melted off or his bones dissolved or something even worse. Come on, Tanukichi, wake up, he told himself. They were close now. So close he could almost smell them. No, he could smell them. And weirdly they smelled familiar. He could almost place it, like a forgotten taste on his tongue. But he didn't think it would be enjoyable if his body was smothered to death by them.

"Hey, you, ah, get away from him!" Ayame shouted. That got the attention of one of the slimegirls, but it was the one furthest away from Tanukichi, which didn't do him much good. He winced and closed his eyes, unwilling to see what they would do to him. Suddenly he heard Ayame panting, moaning, groaning. Oh no, they'd gotten to her as well!

"Ayame!"

"C-Come on, yeah, ah, g-give it to me," Ayame muttered. Tanukichi tilted his head to see that Ayame was currently standing in the doorframe with her fingers buried inside her womanhood. Her cheeks were as red-tinged as Kosuri's hair, and she was obviously embarrassed about what she was doing. He had no idea why she was doing this either. But, the slimegirls all started to turn around and face her.

"Huh?"

"Yeah, give it to me hard you fucking monster prick. Shove it in me so deep you make me gush all over my thighs and fill up a pool with my fluids. Make me cum my brains out, gah, nngh, fucking fucking fuck," Ayame said to herself, holding her phone in one hand and her slit in the other. She must have activated the function on her phone that disabled her peacemaker.

"Ayame this is no time to-"

"Shut up Tanukichi unless you want to take your big-ass dick and ram it in me so hard I see stars and slump against the floor with my tongue lolling out of my mouth and ahhh!" Ayame finally did what she set out to achieve and climaxed. She took a few moments to recover, but quickly removed her panties and held them up. Like a pack of dogs watching a sausage held before them, the slimegirls looked at the soiled undergarments with their pink eyes widening, the darker blue spots that marked their nipples thickened up as well. "You want these? Go get em!" Ayame said, slinging them against the far wall. The slimegirls all moved quickly to the panties, and before he knew it, Tanukichi was getting pulled out of the classroom by his savior, only getting a brief glimpse of the slimegirls licking and sucking on Ayame's panties.

The two ran down several hallways until they reached a closet, where Ayame threw Tanukichi inside and pressed herself up against him. Purely because there was nowhere else she could stand of course.

"Ayame?! What the hell is going on? What were those things? What did you do? What's happening!"

"Tanukichi, hah," Ayame said, trying to catch her breath. "There's one answer to all those questions. 'Love nectar'."

Let's take a quick break to talk about love nectar, ie femcum, or, to be blunt about what it really is, vaginal discharge. The fact of the matter is, unlike semen, there's no one description that would suitably describe love nectar. Its texture, color, and amount can and will change during the month depending on where a girl is on her cycle. It can be more watery, thick, clear, yellow, or any mix in between. At least, that's the way it is in a normal woman.

However, the poor girls of Japan had been, for years, living in a society where any hint of sex is snuffed out, stuffed away, and silenced. Dirty jokes were outlawed, sex education was nonexistent, scandalous attire was illegal. This meant that most females were going through their teenage years without any proper outlet for their emotions and hormones. It was all locked up behind barriers of governmental subterfuge and constant lessons that may as well be brainwashing.

No girl was more repressed than Anna Nishikinomiya. Raised since infancy to be a sheltered, pure girl by her mother Sophie, Anna had every belief that she was a just, pure being. Incorruptible. Unperverted. Perfect. And, for all intents and purposes, she was. Until she fell in love. That's when the dam broke, and her loins became steadily stoked with a fluid she could only describe as love nectar, not knowing the proper medical term for it.

It seemed to flow out of her constantly. It left a trail behind her when she walked, like a slug's slimy residue. During moments of passion it dripped out of her like a broken faucet. When she rubbed her crotch up against anything, she produced enough fluid to completely drench and soak through her panties. Anna had been fascinated by this development with her body, and wanted to know what it could be used for. She'd already been taking to using love nectar for a few recipes, baking it into cookies and mixing it with water for her love to drink. For that was the odd thing about her love nectar, it was always the same consistency and color, and it was pretty darn tasty to boot.

So, Anna begun to collect it. She put it in glass mason jars, water bottles, paper cups, whatever she could get her hands on. She would stuff her panties with super absorbent material and then squeeze it out later to get more of the precious fluid. It really didn't take her very long before her locker at school was filled with various bottles of love nectar, along with several reservoirs at home in her closet, and a few hidden stashes she'd stored on the school premises for surprises. There was something devious about her love nectar, but Anna would never suspect such a thing. She simply kept collecting it all, making more and more fluid until she opened up her locker one day and several glass jars fell to the ground, shattering.

"Oh no!" she said. She was worried about two things. Obviously the loss of her love nectar was a tragedy, but she was also concerned about the broken glass. After all, she cared about her fellow students. Really, her priorities on that should have been shifted, but again, this is what happens when your upbringing is so ethically twisted that you're breaking down from the inside-out. "Okay, hopefully there's not too much," she said, returning with a dustpan and a broom to sweep up the glass. "Hm?" That was a peculiar sight. Three bottles had broken on the ground, and she could see the fragments, but she couldn't see her precious love nectar. Had it been absorbed into the tile? No, that didn't make sense. She looked around and didn't see anything unusual, except for three slimy figures being created just a foot away from her.

There were three puddles that each began to slide together, like footage of a spill had been reversed. She stared at the one puddle in the middle as her love nectar coalesced together and formed what appeared to be a pair of legs, that looked somewhat familiar. Then, they kept going, up, higher and higher, until they flared out at the top for a pair of womanly hips. She saw the other two puddles doing the same thing, as arms formed on hourglass-thin torsos and goo dripped from slimy fingers onto full, heaving breasts with dark blue nubs where there should be nipples. Anna knew she should be offended at the sight of nudity of any kind that wasn't Tanukichi, but the slimegirls had no vagina to speak of, or navel for that matter, and those were obviously the most lewd parts of a woman's body.

"Hello?" Anna said, looking at the figures as they formed heads. Oh, that would explain things. They looked exactly like her, except for their eyes, which were odd heart shapes. That seemed a bit silly to her, but Anna had clearly never seen her reflection when she was in a lustful daze. Even the hair looked a bit like her silver locks, being lighter in color than the rest of the creatures made out of her own love nectar. The three finished forming and looked at her, smiling. "Oh my. So, this is what happens when someone isn't loved by their true love enough? I see…" This conclusion was perfectly logical to the poor insane girl.

"Well, fascinating," she said, rubbing her thighs together. "This means there's even more of me for Tanukichi to love! Oh, he'll be ecstatic to see this! Could you be a dear and go track him down while I clean this up, please? I don't want anybody getting cut," she added, wanting to take care of the glass. The slimegirls looked at each other and silently nodded. She wasn't sure if they could talk, but Anna was certain her love would get the message. Anna bent down to begin cleaning up, unaware that a certain green-haired scientist was laying on the ground between her legs, furiously writing notes down.

"There we go, much better," Anna said to herself.

"Have you been keeping this material in a specially isolated chamber with a specific temperature, or did it form sentience due to being left out in the open air after being encased for so long?" Hyouka mumbled, turning around and looking straight up at Anna.

"Ah! Hyouka, what on earth are you doing on the floor. That's filthy!"

"I'm trying to determine how those creatures you created came to exist."

"What?! The reason is simple. My purity is so strong and intense that I am able to create life, that's the reason."

"I see. How did you collect this fluid. Was it done with injections or does it flow out of you naturally?"

"It flows out of me like a cool spring flows through a grassy knoll, refreshing all lucky enough to come across it. Now, Hyouka-"

"Can I try some?"

"No you may not! That is for Tanukichi only! Now, I just need one of them to go find him and then-" Anna turned around to face the slimegirls, but couldn't see any of them to be found. Hm, well, they must have gone after Tanukichi. It's not like anything that had her figure and personality could get in any sort of trouble.

She was somewhat accurate. Most men would not consider getting a blowjob from a figure that felt as cool as the underside of a pillow to be 'getting in trouble'. But Ayame had stumbled upon it, as she often did, getting drawn to perverted incidents like she had a homing beacon installed in her body to track these moments down. She was rightly freaked out at the sight of a man's penis, but more at the fact that there was a translucent version of Anna sucking the man off, and sucking, and sucking. She didn't seem to be stopping even when the man tried to squeeze her head, and his fingers just went through her gooey hair.

"Oh no," Ayame said. "Tanukichi."

And that is how we wound up back here, with Ayame's body pressed against Tanukichi's, finally calmed down after her impromptu masturbation session.

"Wow, that's incredible," Tanukichi said. "How did you know they'd be attracted to your, um, your lady batter?"

"I didn't. But if you were going to shrivel up and die I wanted to at least fantasize about losing my virginity to the thought of you if I couldn't get the real thing."

"Ah, I see," the young man said. "Wait, what?!"

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Thu Nov 12 01:51:57 2015

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