A Kingdom for Slimes Ch. 01

"Wait, so you really are the prince? But, why would you- Hey!" The knight's question was cut off as she jumped up to back away from the approaching slime, her towel gripped tightly about her breasts. Although she wasn't as well-rounded as Stathis's new body, she possessed a lean grace that came from years of dedicated service in the knighthood. The tease of it behind the short, fluffy bath towel was too much for the slime to take.

She leaned forward, her hands puddling around Elaine's feet. The knight pulled back, but the slime was thick enough that the motion only pulled her farther forward.

"Wh-What is this?" Elaine stuttered, her face turning pink.

"I'm making you feel good," Stathis giggled. "I can do even better, too. Watch!" The slime rose to her full height, nearly half again as tall as Elaine, and lunged forward to pull the knight into a tight hug. Elaine tried to jump away, but Stathis was too fast for her. The gooey arms splashed against Elaine's back and the knight slowly started sinking into her translucent, bubbling body. The towel wrapped around the knight first came undone, then dissolved completely as the fabric was eaten away.

"Wh-Wh-What is th-this?" the knight repeated, her stutter growing more pronounced as her face shifted from pink to scarlet. Her legs, completely submerged in the warm slime of Stathis's body, twitched slightly as she felt herself filling up with the slick substance. A small moan escaped her lips, making her blush grow all the more intense.

"I've always liked you a lot, Elaine," Stathis cooed as she pulled more of the knight into her. By now, Elaine was submerged up to her breasts and still slowly sinking. "I'm glad I can make you feel this way."

"P-Prince, you don't have to-"

Stathis pulled her in farther, cutting off her sentence. "You don't need to call me Prince anymore, Elaine. I'm not the prince anymore. I'm free."

Elaine wriggled about in the slime's slippery grasp a bit more, but even as she did, she found herself wanting more. The strange bubbling feeling was immensely pleasurable, more so than anything she had experienced before. Hesitantly, she leaned in and placed a kiss on Stathis's cheek. "You taste sweet," she moaned in surprise.

"Xera told me," the slime replied, quivering with the sheer pleasure of having her favorite knight inside her like this. "Taste me all you want, Elaine. It won't hurt me at all."

The knight was clearly still embarrassed, but the curiosity was too strong. She lowered herself until her face was pressed into one of Stathis's massive breasts and began licking, letting the slime enter her mouth just as it had entered other, more private areas. Her moans drew forth fresh bubbles in the slime-girl, sending the pink light flashing wildly with ecstasy.

Elaine didn't last nearly as long as Xera had. Within minutes of giving herself to the slimy embrace, her body tensed and bucked with the force of the strangest orgasm she had ever experienced. When the last throes of pleasure had subsided, Stathis oozed off of her, leaving a bluish trail streaking over her body. "Did you have fun?" she asked breathlessly.

Panting and short of breath from being under for so long, Elaine nodded weakly.

"I'm glad. I had fun, too. I hope we can play together again soon, Elaine. Now that I'm not prince, we can do whatever we like."

"Where... will you go?" the knight asked. "You can't stay here like... this."

"There's a cute swamp to the north of the castle. I can live there with the frogs."

"But winter is on its way. Won't you freeze in the cold?"

Stathis frowned. She hadn't thought of that. "What should I do, then?"

"You could stay with me. I'll need to store you in a jar or two for now, but I can find you a better place soon."

"Just like the jam!" Stathis giggled. "That sounds fun."

Elaine nodded and smiled. This situation was still exceedingly strange, but if it was what her prince wanted, she would gladly support whatever decisions came to be. She would just need to be careful from now on. A missing prince was sure to cause an uproar among the court, and as his personal protector, she would likely be the first questioned.

Still, she would take the questioning stoically. After all, her job as protector was far from finished.