5.19 – Mini-Goo I
Content Advisory: Miniature sligirls (and the stuff you’d expect with that)
Zoey and Delta exited the arcade restroom with so awkwardness, having obviously gotten carried enough to be heard by anyone passing by. Loud, semi-public hijinks did co with an unfortunate reality—and in this case, it was the uncomfortable, blushing young employee who told them they had to leave. The two of them had at least cleaned up after themselves. That was the bare minimum of consideration they could give.
Delta walked a bit funny on their way back to the guild. She’d handled bigger problems than what Zoey had just given her—naly down in the second shard, with that special encounter—but that had been with the help of a stretchiness potion. Two fourteen inch cocks had pushed the poor foxgirl to her limit, even accounting for Zoey’s passive accommodation skill.
“You don’t have to look so smug about it,” Delta said, elbowing her. “Yes, I can’t walk straight. Of course I can’t. It still hurts.”
“I didn’t go too hard, did I?”
“Back to sweet and caring, now?” Delta snorted. “Yes, two of those monsters was too much. And I can’t wait for it to happen again.”
That was sothing, at least. She did feel a bit bad about how roughly she had used Delta, even if it seed she was happy about the situation.
They made it back to the guild with Delta hanging on Zoey’s arm the whole way through—and this ti, probably because she halfway needed the help to walk. Even with a wayfarer’s massively improved constitution, being stretched in the way Zoey had punished her, Delta might need a night’s rest before she was fully recovered. She tried not to feel smug about that, but failed.
They split off to their own rooms to get cleaned off. Zoey would have joined Delta in the shower if she didn’t fear being unable to help herself from ravishing the foxgirl another round—and she really thought Delta needed the break.
Walking in, sothing sitting on the nightstand caught her eye—an item that Zoey had halfway forgotten about until just now.
The jar of green goo that l had given her had changed. Before, it had just been a green puddle sitting at the bottom of the glass container, seemingly inert. l had said it was ‘her’, in a way, so Zoey hadn’t stored it in her inventory; she carried it along the manual way.
But rather than being a jar with so green gelatin at the bottom, it was a jar with a person inside, now.
Or rather, a miniature sligirl. Not more than seven or so inches tall, not even reaching the top of the jar itself—which was a large, thick piece of glass ant for alchemy reagent collection.
Shocked, Zoey ca closer. Having also seen Zoey, the green goo-girl inside patted the glass jar in excitent, then waved rapidly at her.
“l?” Zoey asked.
The goo-girl continued to cheerfully go wild, ecstatic at Zoey’s arrival. Her bouncy curves were as generous as l’s—and as on display. She was more or less an exact replica, just scaled down.
“l? That’s you? Really?” Zoey grabbed the jar and lifted it up to get a better look.
Inside, the goo-girl hesitated, then shrugged. She nodded, then shook her head.
“You can understand ?”
A nod.
“But … can’t talk?”
Another nod.
“Huh,” Zoey said. What did she an by the confusion in her response to ‘are you l’, then? She had both nodded and shook her head. Then, she both was and was not l? She guessed for a separate entity spawned from l’s body, that made so kind of sense. Maybe they had co from the sa template and she had l’s mories, but technically wasn’t l? “Here, let get you out of there.”
She uncapped the jar, then held a few fingers down into the space, which the goo-girl eagerly grabbed onto. She was, like l, warm and sticky to the touch. Zoey lifted her out, then set her on her palm. She held her, the experience feeling sowhat surreal—having a sapient mini-l sitting there in her palm, beaming at her.
Then, sothing that Zoey probably should have expected happened. l pointed at Zoey’s crotch, then pointed at her own mouth.
“Uh,” Zoey said.
l repeated the action, then stomped her foot and crossed her arms.
“l said you’d need to be fed,” Zoey said. “That’s what you’re asking?”
Gooey green hair bounced as mini-l nodded rapidly. She gave two thumbs up and a bright smile.
“How’s that supposed to work?” Zoey asked, a bit incredulously. The goo-girl was like, seven inches tall.
She pointed insistently at Zoey’s crotch, then mid dragging her pants down. Then she mid so cruder actions, and Zoey’s eyes widened.
“You want to handle it yourself?”
l looked at her incredulously.
Which, yeah. Obviously l would want to handle the extraction herself. But with a seven-inch version of her body? Seriously, how would that even work? Zoey’s cock was literally bigger than her.
Zoey kind of wanted to find out—even if the idea was pretty weird. But weird wasn’t bad. Plenty of things she’d gotten up to recently were weird.
Still, a seven inch sligirl? Pleasuring her?
l stomped her foot impatiently, demanding to know why Zoey was hesitating. She was, it seed, eager to get started.
Well.
Might as well, then.
The poor goo-girl did need to be fed.
Zoey placed l onto the bed, then sat herself, tossing off her shoes and wiggling down her pants. Despite having just emptied herself into Delta several tis, her cock had already grown to full mast. Ephy’s blessing really ca with a versatile, always-ready tool. She took off the portal panties next, revealing the fourteen inches of twitching girlcock—a sight that l, to her side, audibly cheered at. She couldn’t talk, apparently, but could still make noises. The miniature sli girl threw herself onto Zoey’s lap, arms wrapping around the giant mber she would soon be extracting her al from.
After wiggling her body against Zoey’s cock for a mont, the sli girl seed to co to terms with the reality of the situation. She stepped back and frowned. She shared a glance with Zoey.
“Yeah,” Zoey said dryly. “That’s what I was saying.”
l—or mini-l, she supposed, but sharing the na was easier—gave a firm, determined nod, indicating she wouldn’t be dissuaded from her task. She wanted to handle extraction herself, so she would figure out the inconvenience of the size difference.
Her body rippled, and after a shapeshifting attempt—a skill even miniature slis apparently had—she managed to put on about two more inches. Which left her at nine, five short of Zoey’s own cock. Still, it closed the gap sowhat. Maybe l would be able to grow more in the future, but she didn’t have enough mass to manage it right now. Presumably she’d one day grow back to a normal sized sligirl, though that was guessing on Zoey’s part. This was obviously unexplored territory.
Now a bit taller, l hugged Zoey’s cock a second ti, and Zoey let out a soft sigh, cock twitching in pleasure as the sticky, hot sli of l’s body massaged her. Her tits pressed into the pillar of Zoey’s cock, and she rubbed her body up and down. Zoey would give the sligirl credit; the tight squeeze of her body, and the warm, sticky sli sliding against her cock, felt pretty good. It might take longer than usual, but if she worked hard at it, l could accomplish her goal.
Zoey leaned back on her elbows and enjoyed the show. l worked away, massaging her shaft, for about a minute before she stepped back and considered a better approach. She looked around the room, then pointed at a pillow, then at the base of Zoey’s cock. She intuited what the sligirl wanted: a platform. Zoey grabbed two pillows and stacked them on her thighs. The sligirl climbed up, now in reach of Zoey’s cock tip—sothing she took advantage of.
She hugged around the ridge of Zoey’s tip, sliding her arms up and down, making her cock twitch in pleasure. A bead of precum leaked out, and l happily cleaned it up. She ran her tongue and mouth across the head of Zoey’s cock, still rubbing her tits and arms around the ridge, and her stomach and lower body across her shaft.
Zoey exhaled, the pleasure building. l knew her way around a cock, and her hot and sticky body provided an amazing sensation, especially when her assault was focused on the more sensitive tip.
She pleasured Zoey that way for a while. Eventually, though, l wanted more. With so effort, she grappled up Zoey’s cock until she she was perched on top of it. She straddled Zoey’s cock head, rubbing her lower half into Zoey—as if she were trying to penetrate herself. The idea made her heart jump, but Zoey couldn’t help but let out a short, incredulous laugh.
“That’s not gonna work, l,” Zoey said. “Seriously? Co on.”
l pouted. She continued to rub her lower half against Zoey, desperately trying to work herself down. She gave a pointed look to Zoey, as if saying, ‘Co on. At least try. Help .’
Zoey hesitated. Would it be possible? l was a sli girl; she could expand about as much as she needed to. And Zoey had a skill to help too. But really? She was nine inches tall.
Seeing the curvy miniature goo-girl desperately rub herself against her cock tip, Zoey made up her mind. There was no harm in trying. She reached out and grabbed l by the torso, enveloping the girl with her hand. l was asking for it.
She gripped l tight around her stomach, her hand engulfing the miniature sli entirely, then pressed down, lowering the sticky sli girl down onto her cock. l’s thighs brushed around her cock head as Zoey pressed, and l wiggled back and forth, helping where she could, too. Zoey grunted as she pushed harder, and to both of their surprises, l’s tight entrance finally started to open up.
At the enticing sensation, Zoey couldn’t help herself. She shoved down, forcing l onto her. Her cock slid into l’s tiny body. Squishy hot sli squeezed around her from all sides, and Zoey let out a gasp at the insanely constricting sensation. l wiggled and whined atop her, crying out in pain and pleasure as Zoey’s cockhead pushed forward to be suspended in her see-through stomach, bulging it outward.
“Fuck,” Zoey moaned. “It worked.” She stared, enraptured at the sight—and the sensation. “I—I want more.”
She didn’t give the sligirl a chance to reply, pushing down harder to slide herself deeper into l’s body. Her cock slid up several more inches, l’s sticky, flexible form barely able to fit her. Zoey grunted, then lifted l up, then slapped her back down, sliding the top four inches of her cock all the way up to the top of her torso, using the tiny sligirl as a personal cocksleeve.
l moaned as Zoey slowly started pounding into her miniature body. Her sli wobbled and jiggled with each hard slap, Zoey using her like a pocket-pussy. She stroked herself, l’s pussy providing an unbelievable pressure, and feeling the grip of her hand, too. She worked l up and down her cock, hard and fast, her goo slapping and squelching as Zoey’s cock filled her up over and over.
“You’re so fucking tight,” Zoey groaned. “God, l, I can’t believe it. Can I—Can I finish in you?”
l nodded rapidly. She hugged her own stomach, bouncing up and down as Zoey’s cock filled then unfilled her. Her eyes had glazed over, the extre pressure almost too much for even the insatiable goo-girl.
With each thrust, l's flexible body was pushed to its limits, her skin stretching and bulging outward as Zoey's massive cock slid deep inside her. But still, l moaned and gasped in pleasure, completely lost in the sensation of being stretched and filled by Zoey's cock.
Zoey jerked her hips in small thrust and used the miniature woman as a stroker, her pleasure slowly building. The sensation of l's tight, stretched body enveloping her cock turned her thoughts hazy. She wanted to explode inside the goo-girl, to stuff her tiny body with wave after wave of hot cum.
“Okay,” Zoey grunted. “You ready?”
At another bout of rapid nodding, Zoey gripped l with both hands and pumped desperately, l’s stomach and body distending outward. l shook atop her, her entire body contracting as she ca to her own climax, and the sohow-tighter pressure of her orgasm milked out Zoey’s own finish.
She ca hard, filling l up with warm seed. Zoey trembled and shook, toes curling as she spurted deep inside l, the goo girl taking everything she had to give. l let out a low, groaning moan as she was filled up with ejection after ejection, stomach stretching wider with each pulse of hot, thick, sticky girl cum.
Zoey held her toy there for a mont, savoring the sight of her bulging stomach as she ca down from her high. Cum poured from l and down Zoey’s cock, even l’s elastic body unable to handle the entire load. l lay slumped in her grip, twitching as she likewise ca down from her explosive high. Both of her hands rested on her rounded stomach, cradling her hard-earned load.
Finally, Zoey pulled l off of her, her dick leaving with a squelch. l clamped down with her hands between her legs, stopping her al from escaping. She gave Zoey a hazy-eyed look, then forced a smile, satisfied despite her exhaustion.
Zoey shook her head, incredulous at what had happened, and a bit embarrassed, then laughed. She stood and carried the goo-girl back to her jar and put her inside.
Well. That had been an unexpected detour.
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