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Limini giggled. She'd used this spell many times to toy with servants, waiters, maids, guards—it was delicious to see how red they could get. Especially when they tried to argue, and gave her an excuse to really indulge. Insecure boys and girls were always such easy prey. Not that it was predatory, of course, to manipulate and mind control people to have sex with you. That would be absurd. Limini was just having fun.
She leaned in slightly. "Listen, pretty girl. The three of you could put a Thriae to her knees. Y'all's boobies are the sweetest, ripest..."
She trailed off, blinking. She had a weird ringing in her head. Like deja vu, but... not. Like something about what she'd just said felt strange to her.
But the slime girls were giggling, not bothering to cover their blushing cheeks. Hat Slime seemed even more bashful, judging by the deepening flush of her gorgeous tits. She squirmed. "A-Are they? Really?"
Limini was still a bit off-balance, but she kept talking, not wanting to show weakness when she had these silly sweeties blushing and giggling like drunken fairies for her. "Sweet as cherries," she said with a smile. "An' big as melons. Maybe Lushi's the biggest, but a girl'd count herself lucky to have any one of ya in her arms." She batted her eyelashes.
Or all of you, her mind added.
The slime girls were loving it, cooing and giving nervous giggles of delight. Limini giggled at their responses, admiring their jiggling bosoms and licking her lips. She felt the sweet suckling around her hands and at her knee, and kept pouring in her magic, waiting for the opportunity to snag her next victim. Hat Slime was relaxing more and more, her form getting gooier and goopier... just a little more flattery to get them all nice and silly and oblivious... "Pretty, pretty girls," she cooed, "with pretty, pretty boobies! Such sexy goddesses with such pretty, bouncy boobies. Big, bouncy boobies."
The tits were rippling and quivering as the slime girls barely held in their shy laughter. They were overwhelmed, swept away by her kind words, blushing as brilliant as embers. Their tits glowed like big, bright coals.
Limini's head felt... funny, staring into the ripping slime, the bouncing tits. "Big and bouncy," she went on with a wistful sigh. "Big and... and bouncy... and..."
She started to trail off. That ringing feeling was back. Wrong. Something about this wasn't... wasn't... oh, it was so hard to finish her thoughts when they kept jiggling like...
"Oh, please," one of them whimpered, and all Limini was conscious of was the speaker's bouncing breasts as her hands sensually massaged them, as her fingers toyed with the nipples, "please, you're making us blush..."
Limini smiled wickedly. Or... just smiled, really. It was hard to control her face perfectly—she was concentrating. Concentrating on her plan. Her plan to compliment these slime girls into. Into complacency. So they'd keep bouncing and blushing and being cute and flattered, because they were so cute when they were flattered, and something about their response made her feel so giddy, because they liked her compliments! They liked her. That made Limini's cheeks burn.
A tiny part of her brain realized that she'd somehow gotten the enhance flattery spell on herself, too. That probably didn't matter, though. She just had to keep them gooey and blushing so they wouldn't think to take advantage.
"Big and bouncy," she sighed. "Big and bouncy. Big and bouncy."
"Bounce-bounce-bounce?" cooed one of them, as they all oozed closer and closer, three gorgeous, slippery, shimmering pairs of the most perfect boobies Limini had ever, ever seen since Mommy. Ever since Mommy.
She missed Mommy so much. Missed being a good diplomat, bringing Mommy lots of fun toys... Mommy giving her lots of yummy milk, and then making her all-but forget, making her such a good, silly girl for the Milky Baroness of Nova...
"Bounce-bounce-bounce," Limini heard herself burble, as she realized that she had absolutely no ability to stop."Big and bouncy. Bounce-bounce-bounce!"
The slime girls giggled in wicked glee.
Limini giggled back, gazing happily, entranced, as the three buxom slime women moved closer and closer, feeling her brains bounce-bounce-bounce, squish-squish, drip and drool from her parted lips as those perfect nipples came closer and closer...
"Bounce bounce bounce," she heard herself coo, sinking into those bouncing, hypnotic sways and jiggles, her eyelids sinking but never quite closing. "Bounce bounce bouuuunnnce." Her voice slowed down unconsciously as her eyes latched onto one tit that seemed to be smooshing and squishing in slow-motion.
Her squish-squish mind raced, struggling, quivering, to find a way to fight off the slime girls' sway. She wiggled her head, trying to clear it of the images, to bounce back. She needed to squeeze her eyes shut, to stop drinking them in. It felt like a weighty task just to heave her mind out of their caress, of their grip... she needed to stay sharp, stay pert and perky and firm...
But the boobies sucked her eyes back every time, drawn to those sweet, bouncy, squishy... boobies.
Hat Slime was moving closer. Closer. Limini's heart was pounding. Her breaths came in time with those swaying sky-blue tits as Hat Slime smiled coyly, brushed back her 'braids', and circled her finger around a nipple.
"Silly lost girl," she cooed.
She did not touch Limini. Limini wasn't that lucky again. Limini's heart sank with her mind, which sank with her head as she lowered down towards those breasts. Limini wasn't going to get lucky this time. She was lost to the slime's cavernous... plush...
She was transfixed. She was whimpering, trembling, drenched with sweat and arousal. Her hands and knee tingled as endless little kisses were planted on them, a constant, mild pleasure that was now suddenly overwhelming when paired everything else. She couldn't even pull away to touch the hatted slime, to fill her with her magic. And her legs were trapped beneath her.
I'll spell her, she thought desperately, her eyes glazing as her dry lips parted. I'll get her as soon as I touch that nipple. Just one touch, that's all I need. Just one suck, and then I'll spell her. Just a suckle to see how she tastes, then... then she's mine. Just a suckle, and then she's mine. She's mine. Mine to suckle.
Her thoughts were slowing to sweet, sappy desire. The breast consumed her entire vision. She was panting, mewling with need. I'll spell her soon, she pleaded with herself, even as she melted with pleasure at the thought of going limp here and losing herself to Mommy's tits forever. Oh, it would be so easy.
They weren't in the Western Plains, and Mommy was sky-blue. Mommy jiggled and quivered more than before. And maybe she would taste different. But... just one little taste, and Limini knew she'd find her Mommy. Just one little suckle. Just a few little hours of suckling obediently, pressed to a soft, squishy breast, letting her mind drip-drip-drip away into gooey obedience...
And then she would spell her. And then. And then. The others?
The others.
The others!
In a jolt driven more by surprise than willpower, Limini surged her magic through to... to Sugar. And through Sugar to Slippi—gorgeous, huge-titted Slippi, so big and round and firm and—and through Slippi to—
Mistress wants you to silently crawl away and start masturbating.
She pounded the message in with all the subtlety of a battering ram.
"Ooh." That little sigh told Limini that a three-person charge was definitely pushing her limits. But the shudder that went through Hat Slime's perfect tits told her it didn't matter. It didn't matter one sweet, sticky bit.
Hat Slime pulled away, blinking wide eyes, as Slippi's hand petted hers. She was trembling as she turned and crawled way, whimpering, helped along by Slippi. She turned, locked eyes with Limini, and started stroking herself with her fee hand.
Two remained—two cute, nameless slimes, green and blue, as eager and buxom as all the rest. Limini shuddered with relief—and effort. The tingling of magical effort was getting stronger, and that put a bit of a time limit on finishing this spell.
Perhaps it was time to cut her losses. Five was a massive haul—she didn't really need all seven. She bit her lip. It galled her to think of fleeing such basic, low-level fey. Surely she could handle two more, now that she knew their... their pathetic little tricks.
But she didn't like taking risks. This was a big risk. She examined the last two—a green and a blue. A big, heaving risk. Wasn't it?
Still. There were only two to go. Two cute, bouncy slime girls.
Bouncy.
Bouncy-bouncy-bouncy. Bouncy-bouncy-bouncy-bouncy...
Limini was starting to pant as the green and blue slimes simply slipped into Hat Slime's vacated place, beaming at her. They leaned in very, very close, their lips so plump and kissable... oh, with one kiss she could enslave another, wouldn't that be worth it?...
"I'm Shlup," whispered the blue slime girl, her eyes sparkling.
"I'm Lippa," whispered the green slime girl. Their tones were almost conspiratorial, mischievous, as if only they and Limini existed in the whole world.
And staring at those two pairs of breasts, Limini whimpered, because it felt true.
Lippa and Shlup smirked, turned to one another, and seized each other in a wet, passionate kiss.
Their eyes closed in bliss as those lush lips locked, and they both released torturous moans of pleasure. Their tongues were visible through translucent slickness, writhing in each other's mouths, almost like pseudopods, questing, merciless.
But Limini wasn't looking at their faces. She was staring at their tits. Once again.
Their tits were pressed together, sliding, bouncing, squishing as the pair moaned and smacked and sucked and slipped. The thought of being caught between the two would not leave her head, not even for a second—and every second oozed on like molasses from a wide jar as they clutched each other.
Their eyes were closed. They were touching—oh, gods, were they touching. All Limini had to do, she realized, was reach out a single finger, a tongue, to command Sleek... all it would take was a touch...
But Limini whined as the image of herself caught between them, squealing and crying in ecstasy, lost in Mommies' tits, just a dumb, silly pet, a slutty, milky bimbo, their happy little cowgirl, flowed through her empty head.
She was barely keeping her concentration, and the slime girls knew it. All of them did. She felt Sugar's breasts bouncing around her hand again, felt slick pink slime slipping up her arm. Sleek was moaning, her gooey form immersing Limini's arm up to her elbow. Sucky-suck. Kissy-kiss.
Down below, Lushi's hand was flowing over Limini's knee, down her ticklish ankle, up her thigh. In heart-wrenching panic, Limini tried to muster the will to keep Lushi from rising... any further. She let out a strangled whjimper as Lushi's touches slowed, tender, endless, just along her inner thigh...
Sucky-kiss. Sucky-kiss.
And in response to her cry, Shlup and Lippa finally pulled apart from one another, their lips dripping with something like saliva. They grinned like twin succubi at her and licked their lips, slowly raising their breasts up towards her.
"N-No," she whispered unconvincingly, staring in helpless, squirming adoration at those beautiful, bounteous boobies. "Don't... don't wanna..."
"Suckle?" suggested Shlup.
"Drink?" Lippa suggested.
"Nurse like a good silly little baby?" they cooed together, bouncing their breasts in time with their words.
Staring at those beautiful boobies, the good, silly little baby gave a tiny whine and managed to shake her head. It sloshed. Jiggled. Oozed. Bounced.
The slime girls exchanged giggles and knowing looks. "Okay!" Lippa chirped. She beamed and slid away slightly. "No suckling! No good little baby."
"That's right," Shlup said, licking her lips with that long tongue.
And she leaned in.
"Bu how about a kiss," they sang in unison, "for a beautiful lady?"
Limini's cheeks were burning. She stammered. Impulsively, she closed her mouth tightly, realizing what was coming.
And as the slime slipped along her body, slick and sweet and tingly, Shlup wrapped her arms around Limini and smooshed her chest up against hers with a wicked wink.
Limini's lips parted.
"O-Oh."
Her bra was being removed—slipped away, absorbed, gone, gone—and she felt those sucking, kissing slime touches on her naked breasts. She tried to close her mouth, but a second later a squeak burst out of her as Shlup gave her a gentle squeeze.
It was like a million pairs of hot lips kissing her—her sides, her belly, her hands, her thighs, and worst of all, her tits. Sucking her nipples. Licking and smacking against her aerolae, her sensitive skin. She was submerged.
Shlup met her gaze, beaming, and leaned in. "Open wide," she cooed, tongue twitching like a probing tentacle, her whole body thrumming with excitement...
And as she heard Sugar, Lushi, Slippi, Sleek and Hat Slime cooing over her, as she started to slip and fall onto her back beneath Shlup's glorious chest, still sucking against hers seemingly with a mind of its own—and sucking her own mind away in the process—Limini realized she had lost control of the spell at last.
The tingling in her mind was gone, the spell's exertion relieved. Finally, it was no longer taxing her subconsciousness.
But she knew, as she giggled nervously up at Shlup, those plump lips coming closer and closer with that wicked, lewd tongue, all that was left up there was goopy lust anyway. And soon there would be... even more.
They started to crowd around her, laughing—lovingly, but also triumphantly—as she squirmed and whined. She opened her mouth to try to speak...
... and Shlup was all-too-happy to take advantage.
Her lips were so soft. So plump and wet. Her tongue slid into Limini's mouth, almost down her throat, and Limini felt the moan wrested out of her as if by force. She tasted sweetness—almost maple, but citrusy, and so, so unbearably
She felt herself being hoisted up into their arms. The seven sandwiched her in, some kissing her toes and feet, some pressing up against her back, some straddling her legs and belly. They squeezed her tightly between them, trapping her amid their gooey, slick, amorphous bodies, a slippery, slimy heaven.
Shlup broke off the kiss with a smile. Limini stared into beautiful blue eyes as Shlup's tongue slowly slid back out of her mouth, and Shlup made a big show of savoring Limini's taste as she slid away to plant worshipful kisses and licks on Limini's tits. Limini bit her lip, her head spinning with pleasure as every available inch of her skin was stroked, kissed, sucked...
But she could only stare up in wonder as Lushi returned to her.
Lushi smiled down at her, her big, pink boobies (Why can't I stop calling them that? Why do they have to make it feel so good to call them that?) bouncing before Limini's wide eyes.
Limini stared in mute awe as they bounced. Her eyes followed their every motion, fixated on their every intoxicating motion. As the pleasure down below started to build, she bit her lip to hold in a whine. Her whole body was going limp.
"Aren't they pretty?" Lushi cooed, as Sleek planted suckling kisses along Limini's neck.
Limini squeaked.
"Ooh, that sounds like a yes, Lushi!" Sugar purred from behind her. "Is that right, baby?" Limini wriggled in helpless pleasure. "Does Mommy have pretty, pretty boobies?"
Her tongue slipped into Limini's ear.
Limini tried to squeak again, but was cut off as she felt an exquisite presence inside her. Oh, gods, they—they were—it was just like her—
Quivering, Limini burst out, "Yes! Yes, M-Mommy!" She stared up at Lushi in defeated worship.
The slime girls praised her, of course. That was the worst part—good girl literally echoed in her ears as they lavished licks and kisses along her vulnerable frame. Sugar's tongue—her tendril—the thing fucking Limini's brain right now seemed to pulsate, and Limini could square she could feel her brain being rewritten, even though she knew slime girls didn't actually do that, it was fake, it was all in her head—
I'm all in your head, Sugar whispered, or Limini imagined she whispered. You're aaaaall full of Sugar now, silly wizard.
In front of her, Lushi was giggling, petting her hair with both hands as she held her inches away from her glorious chest. She beamed down at her, guiding her head upward to meet Lushi's gaze. "Would you like to... kiss them?"
Limini stared up at her. She couldn't see Lushi properly. Her eyes almost refused to focus. It felt so, so easy to imagine that Lushi's body was solid, imagine she had a pair of flattering cow horns, imagine she was the Milky Baroness come to reclaim her errant agent...
No. Limini had moved on. She had quit! The Milky Baroness had never, ever managed to make her so much as say the words
"Yes, Mommy," she said quietly, and parted her lips, leaning in to plant her lips upon her sweet reward.
Lushi stopped her. "What was that?"
Limini's head spun in struggle. She was not a holstaur's toy! She never had been! She'd been careful! Mommy had never—the Milky Baroness had never—
never asked her to stay a few minutes longer, to further negotiate Limini's payment contract
never encouraged her to come closer, to make it easier to hear Limini's requests
never sweetly suggested that Limini might be thirsty, with the way she kept licking her lips
never
never big her farewell with a giggle, Limini dazed and disoriented, unsure what had happened but certain that she had managed to negotiate a fairer contract, even though later she would notice her pay had been cut to little more than room and board...
... and she would go to the Milky Baroness to complain...
... and the Milky Baroness would... would ask her to stay a few minutes longer...
"Please, Nommy," she cried, licking her lips, "j-just one kiss?"
The slime girls tittered as Lushi smiled.
Sleek and Sugar took control of her body, using their hands to smoosh her cheeks together, part her lips, guide her to Lushi's teat. It was humiliating. Degrading. Shameful.
It was heaven. Limini felt a part of her melt down completely as soon as her lips touched that sweet nipple, and strange, glorious relief flooded her mind. She moaned happily and writhed in the slime girls' grips, savoring the flavor. If her eyes closed, she could almost believe she was back in Mommy's arms, wriggling like a good little pet as Mommy explained to her how Mommy's milk and lap to sit in were the only room and board she really needed, how unimportant it was to remember this...
And Sugar was pumping in suggestions all the time. Her ears rang with that sweet voice, telling her how to obey, how to love them, how to be a good girl. Limini was melting. Melting completely.
And when they pulled her away, drooling, her eyelids fluttered up at Lushi with pure adoration in her heart.
She was ready to beg again.
As she earned her second kiss and suckled greedily, they teased her, giggling amongst each other. At how easily she'd broken. How easily she'd slipped. How easy she was for a pair of tits. How anyone with a pair of tits could own her.
And all of it was pumped right into her mind, as easy as powdered sugar through a sifter.
