7.72 – Sli I
Natalie's question barely finished leaving her mouth before the sli-filled barrel reacted. The liquid inside shuddered and began to flow upward, spilling over the lip to congeal in a pool on the floor. She retreated several steps, hefting her hamr up in a combat ready position. A part of her wondered whether she should take advantage of the monster's formation ti. The green goo was clearly gathering into a humanoid shape as it spilled out.
She didn't lunge in for two reasons: first, out of curiosity, which wasn't a great excuse, but second and more importantly, attacking a monster that might allow them to pass by via other ans would result in one hell of a fight—possibly one more dangerous than she and Vanetta could deal with. And then, if it won, the monster would be able to do whatever it pleased with them. Seeing how Vanetta stood to her side, daggers in hand but holding off on dashing forward as well, she had made the sa appraisal and decision.
So, with fascination, she watched the monster solidify. In no ti at all, the barrel had been emptied of green goo, and a humanoid creature had taken form. The final details sharpened into focus, a statue appearing from gooey marble, and Natalie felt heat rising on her cheeks as she drank the image in.
Because wow. The woman made from sli had the sort of curvaceous figure that could only be found in art. Monsters custom-made for fucking, she supposed, would have impressive bodies.
It could've also been the novelty of being see-through and jiggly that had her heart racing, too. It was definitely an ... interesting monster she'd run into. Whatever the case, there was little doubt whether this would be a regular encounter. There would be 'alternative paths' of progressing.
"Jeez," the goo-girl complained, raising both arms above her head and stretching wide. She made a lewd sound that could conceivably be mistaken for regular pleasure, but which she definitely played up for effect. "It's been days since soone's bumped into . You know how unfair that is? Making sit in a barrel and wait for prey to co along for that long?" One arm dropping to rest on her waist, and the other to point a finger at Natalie, she said, "I know it's not your fault, but I'm gonna take it out on you. I'm expecting a great make-up session."
The monster's voice was energetic and teasing throughout her intro, but it trailed off near the end, inflecting upward in a silent question. Natalie didn't know why. The two of them stared at each other, the sli-girl's head cocking slightly and her brow furrowing.
"Hm. You're different from the others," the sligirl said. "You're Hers, aren't you? I can see Her touch on you."
Ah. This again. Hadn't Malice said sothing similar when Natalie had t her? Sapient lewd monsters could apparently recognize the divine influence enshrouding her at a glance.
The sligirl scrutinized Natalie for a few seconds longer with narrowed eyes, then her gaze flicked to her hamr, which she still held in a raised position.
"Hey," she said, seeming offended. "Put that thing down. That's not the hamr of yours I want slamming into . Much too brutish, don't you think?" The sligirl's lips curled up in a grin. "Not that a brute's not fun here and there. But pulverize my insides in a way that won't leave sared across the wall, please."
"Uh," Natalie replied, a bit on the back foot from the whole 'you're one of Hers' comnt.
"Then again, that might be fun too," the sligirl mused, tapping her lips with a pointer finger. "Nothing wrong with a normal fight, and if I win, you two get to be my spoils of war. Mine, until I've had my fill." She sighed. "But I doubt Her champion would turn down the more fun way to challenge . So really, put that down. You're being rude."
"Champion?" Vanetta asked. "Who's champion? What are you two talking about?"
Natalie winced. Catching up on the reality of having another breathing, talking dungeon monster who recognized her and her class, she had half forgotten Vanetta was there. She couldn't speak freely with this sligirl about those topics. Or, at least, she had to be aware that Vanetta would hear everything if she did.
The sligirl's gaze shifted to the rogue. Her gaze went up and down her body with such blatant admiration that the other girl took a step back and covered her chest—which was already well concealed by her armor, but that was how thoroughly the sligirl eye-fucked her.
"One of your squeezes?" she asked Natalie. "Sorry, I an 'teammates'? I approve."
"Excuse ?" Vanetta asked. She was at a loss for words briefly. "I'm not anyone's squeeze. What sort of monster uses slang, anyway?"
The sligirl ignored Vanetta, still facing Natalie. "And she's still a virgin?" She gave her a disappointed look. "I expected more from one of Her champions. I can sll it from here, that girl's basically in heat. Why haven't you put a baby in her already?"
Vanetta sputtered loudly. "How—how can you even tell? What, you have a skill for it?"
"No, cutie, it's just obvious," the sligirl said, smirking at her. "We could fix that issue of yours, though, if you want. Either of us. Or both." She cupped between her legs. "This body's easy to add or remove parts."
Vanetta floundered more, but rallied after a second. She waggled a dagger at the sligirl. "You're avoiding the question. What were you two talking about?" Her gaze flicked to Natalie too, but ended on the sligirl.
"The Lady Lust, and her influence on your stud here, obviously." She paused, then gave a cheeky look to Natalie. "Was that supposed to be a secret? Oops. If you're mad, I guess you'll have to punish ."
Natalie sighed.
It wasn't like Vanetta didn't already know—or deeply suspect—the circumstances of her class. And she trusted her not to go telling anyone about it. So it wasn't a disaster that the sligirl liked running her mouth.
Maybe it was smarter to be more suspicious of the girl she'd only known for a week, but Natalie wasn't that type of person. She'd rather trust too easily and face the consequences than refuse to rely on people who seed good. Doing otherwise would be an exhausting way to live.
Ignoring the direction the conversation had taken, she asked the sligirl a question of her own.
"Do you know Malice?"
That produced more of a reaction than she'd expected. The sligirl's teasing act dropped in an instant, expression flicking to pure surprise as her gaze jerked to Natalie. Her mouth opened and closed several tis as she failed to find an imdiate response, which, while she hadn't known this sligirl long, seed to be out of character of her.
"Also, what's your na?" Natalie said. "I'm Nat." She thumbed toward her companion. "That's Vanetta. It's nice to et you."
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