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Demask attempt 8 vs 8 tie to PC Mask removed. Bound 1.
Creature makes with more bondage with squirts
8 vs 7 Bound 2.
Christine makes with the kickage.
17 vs 9 Creature is punted! 3/4
But rude goop monster is back on the offensive!
11 vs 6! Bound 3! There shall be no more kickage until escape!

Conjuring a fire to remove the mask, Christine felt the hardened substance go brittle as it froze, before it shattered while the monster had finished encasing her hands, and had started to glue them to the small of her back, soon anchoring them firmly into place as it stayed focused on it's task of preparing it's prey.

Spinning hard, Christine managed to dislodge it from her body and bounce it off her knee, before delivering a punishing kick to it's side, sending it sprawling out, where she'd see it was a light blue slime that had bonded itself to the foliage, giving itself a more solid body, a large fist sized red core resting in it's center while it used it's mass to manipulate what it had picked up. It was a slime that had learned to camoflage itself... clever little bastard.

But it was quick to return to it's task, launching itself at her chest and wrapping around her legs with it's tendrils, secreting it's crystal like gel over her legs in a criss crossing pattern that tightly bound her thighs together and left her a squirming bundle as it continued to do what it wanted.
 
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Falling over as her legs are bounds, Christine continues to flail around with the foxfire, trying to get rid of the rest of the bindings before it was too late.
 
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12 versus 11. The bindings fail to dodge! Christine regains the use of her hands!
Goo monster! Go!
20 >.> versus 14 Christine loses the Use of her hands! And her Face!
Bound 4.
Christine tries to escape! Again!
11 versus 17 Failure! Bound 4.
Goo monster! Go!
7 versus 2. Bound 5 and Game.
Good lord your luck man >___> I didn't even apply the penalties for the bindings because magicy escape methods O.O; RNG just fucking Hates you.

Flailing her fire around, Christine managed to free her hands, but on the ground and out of luck entirely, she was rehooded, and remasked, before her hands were seized again, and bound to the small of her back, Again. That pretty much sealed her fate as the Slime took the opportunity to press it's central body against her upper back, and slide under her clothing, leaving her within the swirling mass of stolen plants and slime as it rhythmically started to tug her nipples and massage her breasts, while slipping a tendril down to squeeze into her pucker, ballooning slowly within her until a large mass had been left inside her, anchoring the beast to her body firmly.

Further attempts at magic only pulsed into the slime, and made it larger as it had pressed it's core firmly against her flesh, and she could feel it sliding down her body underneath her clothing towards her unoccupied slit, warm and hard against her skin as it moved while she struggled to breathe through her tight masking which the slime was currently molding and tightening until she was firmly hooded, blind, deaf, and mute. Her lungs were starting to burn just as the last tendril began to tease her folds, working slowly and deliberately to slicken her up while she writhed on the ground. She was certain she would pass out, until the covering over her nose dissolved and she drew in a great lungful of air as the creature spread her petals.
 
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Trashing around, Christine keeps trying to get the monster off of her even as it continues stimulating her orbs, tensing as she feels something slip into her ass and starting to stretch her, firmly entrenching the creatures hold of her. Despite realizing the futility of her efforts, she continues struggling anyway, starting to yell obscenities at the creature as soon as she gets a lungful of air.
 
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Her obscenities were matched and exceeded by the obscenity of a tendril pushing between her breasts and into her mouth, starting to violate her mouth as it lacked the consideration of Lillith. She was simply a captive as she struggle, the fucking she was taking seeming intentionally miss-timed as it's goal went from eating the fox, to using the woman. Her body had different ideas as the slick tendril in her folds thrust away, molding itself to her inner walls and stimulating her easily as she squirmed and writhed on the ground, the slime eventually hooking her bound legs and drawing her into a strict hogtie to hold her still while she felt what could only be the slimes core grinding against her spread petals, starting to work itself into her. The little fucker was going to take her for a joyride!

Not that there was much she could do about it as each thrust worked the orb into her further until she felt it slide into her depths, starting to grind it's way along her inner walls towards her cervix, which was being slipped passed, and opened. She was going to be force to cum whether she wanted to or not as she was fucked, and it did happen, the blast of pleasure over-riding any pain she may have felt as the core of the slime pushed into her womb and sat there, hidden safely within the heat of her inner sanctum entirely while the slime continued to fuck and abuse her body.

She could feel the gel that had hardened around her starting to crack and give, though whether it was from her struggles, or it simply didn't last forever, Christine was unsure, what she was sure about was that her hands had been bagged by the plant pods the slime was using again, and tethered using the vines to limit her reach, while the slime further adhered it's outer body to her back, wrapping around her neck and hips while destroying her original clothing, soon leaving her clothed only in the slime, her holes spread around the tendrils still thrusting into her, or in the case of her ass, simply holding a plug wide enough to resist any and all attempts at removal, while a band hardened around her mouth, the tendril using her mouth and throat as it's plaything drawing back to form a wide ball behind her teeth before it was cemented into place.

Once all that was done, which took almost an hour, she was allowed to move about again. Her mask had crumbled, but the band and gag seemed made of stronger stuff, and her hands had been mitted firmly. Collared by the same slime, and with bands crossing her front along her hips, upper thighs, and across her breasts, she continued to feel wet suction and pleasant strokes across her nipples with timing she could set a clock to, while the tendril in her folds had stopped thrusting, and withdrawn, leaving the core inside her womb and instead doing the same to her clit, covering, and milking the sensitive little jewel like it was doing to her nipples, keeping her constantly on edge and feeding off of her, while also putting her firmly on display to anything else that would want a piece of her ass to feed it as well, using her as a host for it's own parasitic purposes. Her ankles had likewise been hobbled by vines, but not bagged like her hands and her magic continued only to feed the slime. The frog had blessedly fucked off.
 
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Christine gags as the tendril thrusts into her mouth and bites down, hard. Occasionally letting out muffled sounds, she cums hard as the thing continues teasing her sensitive breasts and its core slides into her folds while her legs and arms are bound behind her back and cums again when it reaches her womb. Her struggles slow down and then stop as the slime keeps abusing her body in new and intriguing ways. Cursing mentally, there's nothing she can do as the slime first dissolves her clothes and then binds her in a most humiliating way. Feeling shivers as the slime starts to milk her nipples, she hesitantly tries to move around and finds something to break the bindings on her hands with.
 
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Able to move around, Christine looked for something to unmitt her hands with and found to her dismay that it would be very hard to pick anything up... at all. There was always the option of looking for a pointing rock or something, or finding help. Tam was probably still getting her brains fucked out by the mushrooms...

And the thick plug in her rear wasn't helping her not stay wet as she fumbled around. As a consolation price the slime continued to suck and milk her nipples steadily. There was nothing around her immediately however that would get the bags off her hands however unless she wanted to try punching a tree until they fell off and even then she wasn't sure it would work.
 
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Letting out a whining sound, Christine continues to look for a rock or something to break the slime on her hands with as she is milked and the plug up her ass continues pulsing and driving her crazy.
 
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Christine managed to stutter step her way to a riverbed thanks to the damned hobble lines, and there's no shortage of rocks. But water meant other creatures, and she was just a piece of ass laid out for free use if she wasn't too careful.
 
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Stubbornly determined to get rid of the slime, Christine picks a rock with suitably sharp edge and starts rubbing her hands along it, occasionally looking around to see if anything was coming for her... not that there was much she could do if there were.
 
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While she was rubbing away at her hands, she glanced over her shoulder to see a small humanoid. The creature was maybe 4 foot tall and change with a long muzzle. Lightly scaled and sniffing the air curiously, his long tail slid around like a snake while a long tongue slid into the air to taste it. She was making progress but not fast enough, having cut the leaves around her hands to ribbons but not the slime.

He grinned revealing a fairly impressive set of teeth when he noticed the state Christine was in, turning to look over his shoulders and making a sound somewhere between a yip and a shout, 6 more stepping out from between the trees while he approached, reaching his hand between her thighs and rubbing her insistently. Prettttty thing... he hissed, his other hand stroking his erection while the others bickered to get in line for their turn as he started to pull her away from the water, and her pointy rock, two others forcing her to her back as one mounted her chest, his rod pushing between her breasts, while the other was stepping between the hobble on her ankles, grinding hard against her folds.
 
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Severely annoyed but not surprised by this turn of events, Christine does her best to resist being pulled away from her rock and when that fails, punches the kobold trying to ride her chest.
 
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Getting punched, the Kobold hissed angrily and used his tail smack her back, lashing her side painfully while he grabbed her wrists and forced them away from him, the slime being particularly unhelpful and pushing her breasts together for her so he could thrust his length between her orbs, while the slime tugged and suckled on her nipples furiously, eager for the feeding.

Between her legs, she felt the clawed hands of the other one sliding along her thighs before he pushed into her, hissing into the air in pleasure as he slid into her depths and started to thrust, the others getting excited and helping to pin her down so they could all have their turn. They were annoyed to see her gag but they'd wait. They'd likely smelled her open arousal caused by the slime.

Between being molested by her parasite, and being fucked from below, she was still sensitive then before and quick to cum, her cunt spasming around the flesh thrusting inside her and only egging them on, the one fucking her breasts the first to cum, spraying his seed across her face, and moving aside for another to take his place after he'd recovered enough to move, his tongue hanging out and a blissful look on his face before Christine was treated to another of the creatures using her breasts as his plaything.

She got to think on that for about 4 more minutes before the one using her folds, the alpha, finally came, filling her with heat, the slime core inside her pulsing and vibrating softly as it was fed, drinking in the seed. Pulling free from her spasming flower, the Kobold stood and oved out of the way, another jumping in and instantly filling her, enthusiastically hammering away at her pussy while she was forced to simply take it all and her body continued to give little regard to her thoughts on the matter as she was made to cum.
 
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Grunting at the lash, Christine continues to struggle even as the alpha takes her hard and her breasts feel like they're on fire from the pleasure. Cumming hard, she finds the things getting even more unpleasant as the first kobold cums onto her face, only to be replaced by another. As the alpha cums, she finally ceases her struggles, just doing her best to enjoy the ride.
 
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Giving up as she was filled, the second fucking was shorter, but no less enjoyable as his enthusiasm gave her a hard and wild ride while she recieved another facefull of cum, the bold on her chest painting her breasts as well, the slime absorbing it all before she was filled again, the hungry creature inside her taking it in easily while she tried to enjoy the pleasure burning through her body.

After several more forced climaxes, and a liberal painting, the creatures going until they were flat out exhausted, they left her there, albeit under guard. The Alpha stayed with her, tugging her into the water to clean up while the slime core felt heavier inside her, but the constant teasing never stopped while the Kobold hissed and pulled, raising his tail if she resisted overly much as he roughly cleaned the cum off her thighs. Lord Coming. Be Present...Present... Clean. Beee Pollllite. he hissed harshly, though he was trying to be gentle if she let him. Slime Smart. Slime Clever. Will Remove if Behave.
 
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As she receives the second load on her face, Christine remembers something...something about kitsune and how they gain more power... Moaning through the gag as she cums again, she reaches out towards the kobolds with her mind, trying to feel their souls.
 
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Feeding on those who took their turns with her body, she found their enthusiasm growing swiftly, her situation unchanged except maybe an impressive increase in their stamina, two hours of near constant use at their hands while she fed on their essence, and once it was over, she didn't feel worn out, or tired. She felt incredibly Alive.

Of course this changed nothing about her overall situation except now instead of waiting to meet someone, she was basking in the afterglow of near constant sexual stimulation surrounded by corpses. They had fucked her until they literally died. Because of the increased fucking she recieved however, her belly had rounded steadily while she felt the core bask in the feeding it recieved.

The slime itself didn't seem to have anything she could feed on like the kobolds did, or perhaps it was just the nature of the core protecting it. Or in this case, Cores.

Feeling contractions start, the onslaught of energy in her body helped her birth the cores, 7 gemlike stones sliding from her depths, along with the original, which then removed itself from her body, slowly and carefully sliding itself off of her and started planting small amounts of it's mass around the new cores while it shed the plants it had used to ambush her, each new slime taking a wide leaf to wear on top of their little round bodies, wriggling for the trees or the water, each one about as large as her head. She wasn't sore, there was no pain. She was frighteningly awake, colors and scents were sharper, and her ears twitched around atop her head at the sounds of the forest.

The main slime was scooting towards a large tree, as if nothing had ever happened.
 
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As she reaches out towards the kobolds' souls, an incredible feeling overcomes Christine. Every touch, every smell, every sensation is heightened. More cum flows into her and splashes onto her face and breasts, its smell nearly intoxicating as the pleasure keeps building up, each orgasm more intense than the last. It should all be too much, yet her mind stays clear making the experience all that much more intense.

Once it is all over, Christine feels herself smiling wildly, even as the contractions start. No longer feeling tired or sore or nervous, the birthing is nearly enjoyable experience and once it's over, she casually stands up and stretches, cleansing herself with the help of some frost before looking behind her, to see if she had actually gained a new tail.
 
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Looking behind her for another tail, she would be slightly disappointed to see she did NOT have a new tail, but she had a hunch she was close because wisps had formed behind her among her tails, curling like a serpent, and that while it had felt great, that what she had gained was more due to quantity, not quality. Breathing deep as the slimes all make their escape, Christine spots her cat perching up above her in a tree, seeming to regard her before jumping down in front of her and looking off to the east, and then back to her.

Her evil ghost resin cat knew where another soul was...
 
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Smiling at the cat, Christine leans down to pet it. "Why am I not surprised to see you here?" she says out loud while pondering whether to go rescue Tam or see about the other soul. Finally deciding to at least see what the familiar was about, she starts following it.
 
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