This choice: "...You'll just have to take his place!" • Go Back... Butterflies race in your stomach as Sylvia creeps up on you, hands raised like some schlocky B-Movie monster, eager to get you in their grasp. Talk about a good deed never going unpunished...
You gulp, but don't make an attempt at escape. She's like two or three heads taller than you, and has longer (and shapelier) legs to match. All running would do is 1) tire you out, and 2) get even more slime all over the place.
Huffing, you hold up your arms in an 'I give up' gesture. Your sitter takes the opportunity to tackle you into a hug, covering your entire front half in slime, and pushing your face into her squishy, sizeable bust. She bursts into a fit of giggles as she squeezes you tight. You squirm a bit, but honestly? It's kind of pleasant. Her slime is cool and thick, but apparently not sticky enough to completely ruin your jeans or t-shirt. Your resistance is more because of the marshmallow hell you're in than anything else.
Eventually, you manage to slip your nose into a pocket of fresh air, stopping you from completely suffocating. A mad blush spreads all across your face as you realize how much of you is pressed up against her thighs, waist, tummy and breasts. You've never been this close to a girl before...
"Heehee! See, isn't this fun?" she laughs, rubbing her body on you more in the process. You gasp as one of her thighs brushes hard against your crotch. If everything before didn't already start to get you hard, that definitely would've done it. She didn't make it entirely obvious whether or not it was intentional, too, so you couldn't really speak up about it. After that, you pretty much stopped struggling entirely, instead just resting your head on the slimy bra covering her massive, gooey pillows.
"Aww, done so soon?" she winks, giving you a knowing look. "That's alright. We'll just have fun in a different way..."
She ends her quip by lifting herself slightly off of you. You almost thought she was going to give you a break, but when you see her close her eyes and purse her lips, she makes it all the more clear that she's not done playing with you by a long shot. You start squirming some more as she slowly descends on you like a vulture. Instead of stealing your bones, though, she's looking to take something much, much different.
You start hyperventilating. Now that she's made her intentions clear, you've become intimately aware of every single square inch of skin she's sharing with you. Her slime is even seeping into your t-shirt, making it feel like it's not even there."W-wait, please sto--"
Your plea is interrupted by her lips pressing into yours. You squeak. You'd never expect your first real kiss to go like this, not in a million years...but it was happening. Right here, right now, in the middle of the living room with the slime monster babysitter your parents apparently trusted enough to take care of you. Well, she's certainly 'taking care' of you now, but you're not sure Mom and Dad would approve of her methods.
Despite the bizarreness of it all, you feel yourself give into the kiss. Sylvia chuckles as she feels your lips push back. Hers are so soft, wet, and sticky that they send shivers down your spine. The concerns you had about her, about this, both leave your mind as you continue to share the moment with her. I deserve it, you think, For putting up with all of Dave's crap over the years. This is really, really nice...
And it is nice indeed. So nice, in fact, that you somehow don't register that the rest of your body is... indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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