Re: Mary (the64bitbot)
The slime slowly receded back into the chest, losing its form and becoming a nothing more than a puddle again. Mary climbed into the chest, and the slime allowed her to slowly settle herself into it. When she was fully inside the chest, it slowly closed, and the bottom seemed to go out of the chest. In fact, so did the sides, and as far as Mary could see was blankness; somehow the Mimic had created an infinite space within the chest. As Mary sank down into the depths of the slime, a large number of tentacles rose up towards here; apparently the source of the male voice. When the two converged, Mary felt herself come to rest in the slime as it began to gently caress her body, just as the slime before had. The tentacles got in on the act too, coiling themselves around her and wrapping around her small breasts, squeezing gently. They continued on with their attentions until Mary came hard, her muffled screams of pleasure seeming to cause ripples in the slime. The slime and the tentacles then lined themselves up with her pussy, ass, and mouth, pushing their way in as gently as they could, though having both the slime and the tentacle inside her stretched her uncomfortably.
The mimic gave her time to adjust before it began thrusting, fucking her deeply, but having some consideration for her physical limits. The slime continued to massage her gently as some of the tentacles lightly brushed up against her hands, perhaps inviting her to stroke them. Mary dimly perceived that time seemed to be moving very slowly, as if the mimic was manipulating it through magic to prolong the moment. The mimic began to slowly increase the speed of its thrusts as Mary acclimated to the feeling, her lewd moans slowly traveling through the slime. After some time, Mary felt the tentacles twitch and throb around her as more of them positioned themselves around her. When the mimic came, an intense torrent of its sticky seed poured into her womb, bowels, and stomach, causing her belly to swell tremendously, cum from the other tentacles splattering all across her body, covering her completely in its spunk. The sensation was far too much for Mary, and she was driven to an intense orgasm, her body shaking in her ecstasy. The mimic, satisfied, lifted Mary back up until eventually she was resting comfortably in the chest, though she could feel the cum hardening around her.
YOU may open the chest NOW, distorted FAIRY called out the slime. Mary saw the chest open, and felt the mimic gently lift her and set her onto the cave floor in front of the chest. Do NOT be alarmed by the COCOON that is forming AROUND YOU, this is an UNFORTUNATE byproduct. The child will free YOU from it when it is born. YOU may experience some DISCOMFORT, but few births are WITHOUT that. Aly looked dismayed, and sat beside the now immobile Mary and tried to rub some of the cum out of her hair. Are you okay?