You give in to your fate, a defeatist to the end. The slime girl pulls off your armor and smiles devilishly.
"I'm going to take your fluids!" The slime girl said.
Holding you down, she molded one of her arms into a tentacle, which she slammed into your face. You could feel her slime permeating every hole in your head, your mouth, your nose, your ears, all of them. Slowly, she absorbed the moisture from your face. That was really uncomfortable, but it was nothing compared to what she did with her other hand...
The slime girl molded her other hand into a two pronged tentacle. She ripped off your pants and went to work. One of her tentacles went right into your ass. You screamed loudly as she violated your virgin butthole, drying it out with every passing second. The second prong of her tentacle went into... your penis. The thin prong went down and sucked your urine right from your bladder. It hurt like nothing you had felt before. Then, when she was done with that, she bent her head down and sucked your now erect cock.
"Curse you, boner!" You screamed. This was no time to be excited like that.
The slime girl didn't have to suck long to get that juicy, white fluid out of you. Too much masturbation back at home meant you came without much provocation. When she was done, the slime girl slowly moved off of you to admire your dry, but still breathing body. She giggled.
"That was fun! Since you were so nice and didn't fight back, I'll let you live, okay?" She said. You just sat there covered in slime gasping for air. The slime girl wandered off humming a merry tune to herself.
After catching your breath, you stood up. Now you had no armor and no pants. This just wasn't your day. Also, you were incredibly thirsty. Slowly, weakly, you crawled along the road wishing for water.
...
Several hours later, when you felt ready to give up and die, luck turned in your favor. A passing merchant noticed you on the road.
"Good heavens! What happened to your pants? And why are you covered in slime?" He said, dismounting his horse.
"Water! Do... you... have.. water?" You gasped.
"Yeah, I got some! Give me second!" The merchant said.
He reached into his saddlebag and pulled out a canteen. You desperately drank as much as you could.
"Thank you! I was attacked by a slime girl and she sucked me dry!" You said.
The merchant looked at your wooden sword.
"Oh, yeah, you can't just go out here with only a wooden sword. You're lucky you survived. You could've been eaten! Say... You interested in buying a sword off of me?" The merchant said.
You got out your coin bag.
"I have some gold." You say.
The merchant snatched it out of your hand and gave you a bronze broadsword.
"You had just enough for it." He said, smiling.
"Don't you have anything a little cheaper? I still need to buy food and pants eventually." You said.
"Hey, I saved your life. You owe me one, so you buy that sword, you got it?" The merchant said.
You looked the sword over.
"It's not cursed or something, is it?" You said.
"Heavens, no! It's just that nobody wants to buy it because it's so expensive. Now, if you're willing to part with those boots, I can let you have my spare pair of pants!" The merchant said.
"Forget it." You said.
You just walked off. Pants or no pants, you would continue your quest. This merchant just wanted to take advantage of you. At least you had a decent sword now...
Eventually, you came to a small hamlet on the edge of a meadow.
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