Slimy Flesh Binge

Echoes of wet, squelching sounds rumbled through the walls of a narrow chamber, where a green big slime writhed around a massively bloated Fubuki, sprawled across the cold floor. The B-Class heroine struggled to summon her telekinetic strength, trying to keep the translucent green masses from pooling further around her swollen form—but her focus kept slipping. The slime slowly moved over every corner of her naked body, constantly caressing her enormous nipples. From behind, another part of the slime touched her fat butt, making a sort of pushing gesture so the fat of it would rise.

“Aah~ If my sister saw me like this... What kind of mess have I gotten into... I have to resist… aaah~”

One slime, previously latched to her chest, slithered up the bouncy valley between her breasts, stopping inches from her face.

“Huh? Wh-what are you… planning to do?”

Fubuki stared at the slime in front of her, looking at it with a certain erotic desire. Something about this whole situation awakened a primal feeling in her.

“You’re… going to fill me, aren’t you? With your sticky, green goo… mh~?”

As if responding, the slime brushed against her lips—softly at first, then with a teasing push—before suddenly forcing its way into her mouth.

The intrusion caught her off guard, even if some part of her had been yearning for it. She moaned softly as the cold mass slithered down her throat, only to spread a tingling warmth through her stomach moments later.

Fubuki’s enormous body began to swell further, each pulse of slime feeding her growth. She could feel her belly rise, feel her thighs expand, her softness deepening with every slick surge.

“Mmmf… Mmhh!” She pretended to resist, seeking some reaction from the green goo, which luckily she got.

So the slime grabbed both of her arms, restricting their movement, while thick tendrils latched onto her swollen nipples, suctioning with rhythmic, greedy pulses. Behind her, another gelatinous mass slithered into her rear, spreading around her mountainous backside and making it bulge even further—so much so that her butt now rose higher than her tummy. And so her belly stretched wide, broader than the span of her arms. She had become a living waterbed.

The green-haired girl continued to put up a false resistance to get the slime to react more aggressively.

No one would ever imagine this side of her… The esteemed "Blizzard of Hell", one of the most admired heroes in the Association, now being pumped full by a slime, surrendering to the pleasure of expansion. No one would believe it.

“That’s it, you oozy beast… Keep filling me up~! If anything would make my sister furious, it’d be seeing me EVEN BIGGER than her, hehe~ Fill me—fatten me—inflate me!”

Her body, now nearly unrecognizable, spread outward across the confines of the chamber. Her breasts protruded far from her chest, swollen and heavy, lifting her torso by sheer mass. Her hands disappeared into the plush folds of fat, and her big butt eclipsed all else. Slime oozed in rivulets across the chamber floor, displaced by the weight of her bloated form.

The leader of the Blizzard Group had been thoroughly, deliciously expanded.

What had started as a simple mission had turned into something else entirely—a secret indulgence in transformation, in fullness, in gluttonous pleasure. An erotic evolution into a human fat mass of pure softness, voluptous and shameless body. She would undoubtedly become the envy of her sister Tatsumaki now.

"I’m not full yet, naughty slime… so keep fattening me up—with all of you~"

• by: @anotherwolfboy (Twitter)