Slime Saint Novels & Stories

Their caustic bodies might deter our would-be attackers. I bent down and grabbed one of the slimes, ignoring the sting. I pulled it up but it remained attached to the ground and just stretched so I had a handful of goo elongated like old gum. It kept moving away from me, getting longer and longer. I wondered if I looked as stupid as I felt as my weapon of choice slowly departed.

she reassured me, taking a sip from her cup. "Slim is like the king of this damn hellhole. Even when he isn't here, nobody tries to take his place. Fucking cowards," Blowjob Guy chimed in, and they all burst into laughter. "Then why don't you give it a shot, Zeek?" the redhead challenged, finally revealing his name.

You likely won't have an opportunity to eat anything but cum once the game starts, so I'm to feed you a light snack now, and I could give you a little alcohol if you feel you need it to calm your nerves. "Sure, a gin and tonic please." "And to eat?" "A half sandwich, lot's of meat. I haven't eaten much today, I've been so nervous." "I've got ham," I said. "Ham is fine, and some cheese." I made her the sandwich and her drink. I had the other half and water. Despite being able to snack during the game as I'd be timekeeper and orgasm controller on her Slave Trainer, I was still hungry all the time. I didn't have to serve food and drinks like the other slaves did. I was too far gone into my preg

These people were all simple-minded but well-endowed poor folks. My supervisor, Scott Warren, gave me a meaningful reminder. "This is a very important job. If we don't ensure they take safety measures, STDs can spread easily." Thinking of the importance of the task, I steeled myself and entered the slum. At first, I thought I'd be dealing with dignitaries and high-ranking officials, so I dressed up very flamboyantly. I was in business attire—a short leather skirt that barely covered my butt, hugging my two very round and perky cheeks, black stockings, and high heels.

Chapter 000 To get a superpower, I joined the survival game. But a small system glitch changed my mission in the Soul Trial from the universal “Survival” to… “Slay Sitri”. Sitri is the great prince of hell who reigns over sixty legions of demons. And his specialty? He creates love between two souls from thin air. When I first met that devil, he smirked with those fox eyes, taking pride in holding the hearts of all mortals in his hand.