The slug girls all look down as the human they have in their slights. A complete toy for them to use as they stretched on for miles within the swamp. As it’s bad enough to just be near them with their strong musky, slimy smell, they want to get even closer. Their slug bodies pile on and stretch, forming a ball of pure slug delight. Your tent and even your clothes dissolving instantly as it’s hard to tell how many of them are here. Dozens? Hundreds? Thousands? Whatever the number is they’re all pulling and grinding in your human form without mercy.
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