Spooky Season Day #7
'Become an adventurer,' they'd said.
'You'll never have an empty purse or bed again,' they'd said.
Why in all the hells had you, the latest in an endless line of farmers, listened to them?
The hot summer sun beat down on your dirty, sweat-streaked skin, making every one of your listless steps feel like ten. The sword and leather pack strapped to your back weighed nothing compared to the massive, bloated dome of your gut, a feature that you hadn't sported only a few hours prior. Each step left the taut flesh jiggling, while its contents continued to shift and gurgle beneath your skin.
Everybody knew that slimes were practically harmless, their semi-transparent bodies like soft, moist jelly as they bounced their way through the dank caverns they called home. Hardly even worth a thought when prowling through the caves in search of deadlier prey.
The mischievous kobolds you'd been sent to clear out, however, who'd been helping themselves to nearby livestock, had been another story entirely. Especially when encountered in groups, where they'd turned out to be a bit more scrappy than you'd anticipated. You'd quickly found yourself outnumbered and overwhelmed, and sometime during the fight, you'd taken a blow to the head and passed right out.
That's when you'd accidently discovered a whole other side to the slimes.
Apparently the slimes were attracted to warmth, and your big, freshly exercised body made plenty of it after the kobolds ran off. The little creatures had swarmed closer and closer while you lay unconscious, and since you'd been unable to fend them off, they got *quite* close indeed.
It wasn't until you groggily came to that you realized what they'd been up to.
Dazed and confused, you weren't initially sure what to make of the pressure wriggling against your hole. You could only lay there moaning as something opened you up and pushed inside, your body closing around it before the next intrusion began. But as weird as it was, the faint jolts of pleasure they caused left you even more confused.
Finally you got enough of your wits about you to crawl out of the cave on your hands and knees, the unknown sensations continuing until you managed to emerge into the light. There, you shoved a hand between your legs to grab at the latest assailant. The slick jelly oozed between your nerveless fingers and back between your legs with uncanny speed, leaving you to suck in a sharp breath as it buried itself inside of you.
As weird as it was, you'd tried to ignore it in favor of getting back to safety. Obviously you'd overestimated your abilities. You could deal with your unexpected passenger later.
Only you hadn't gone more than a quarter of a mile when your belly had started to swell.
Now you're huge, and even a simple peasant like you could understand that your ordeal had something to do with the slimes. You just pray you can find help before something else happens.
(A Spooky Season story.)
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No but what the fuck did I actually just watch. I had hoped for baking to come back but for it to do it like this feels absolutely unreal. They were so unhinged and fun and so much was happening at all times. I've watched the video twice now and I still feel like I couldn't take everything in. They are so dumb and I absolutely adore them.
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