She spread her legs wider, a bulge visible beneath the tight bodysuit, the fabric straining against the impossible girth trapped inside her pussy.
The ice slime's tentacle carefully hooked the side of the suit and drew it aside, revealing the obscene sight within.
The pink folds of her entrance stretched around the thick shaft, glistening with copious amounts of love juice that began dripping down onto the pool below, creating swirling patterns in the water.
The tentacle which had been gripping her penis released its hold, letting the long shaft spring free with a wet plop. Immediately, precum began flowing in a steady stream from the tip, dripping down in thick, sticky ropes.
"Go on, put it in," Lyssandra cooed encouraging.
The slime seemed to admire the lewd display for a moment before other tentacles burrowed into the upper portions of her bodysuit, seeking out her already hardened nipples.
The damping sounds of squelch-squelch-squelch mixed with Lyssandra's soft moans created an audible symphony of lust.
Her body grew hotter despite the chilling sensations on her jugs and between her legs from the ice slime's cold touch.
After spending sufficient time stimulating her breasts, the slime shifted its attention. One tentacle transformed into a noose-like shape to hook around the base of her clitoris - which was swelling in size and then tightened around it.
The slime pulled softly at first
gllp… schlup…
then increased strength
The combination of the icy cold and her burning internal heat created an intoxicating contrast sent her over the edge.
The orgasm hit hard.
Semen rushed from Lyssandra's testicles up through her dick which was pointing vertically upward like a fountain. Drop after drop of thick seed splashed down onto her face, mouth, and body, then onto the water slimes below, creating a large patch of white coating across the pool's surface.
When the ice slime released the hook from her spent clitoris, the tentacle transformed into an enormous phallic shape - thirty centimeters in length and ten centimeters in girth - hovering directly above the gaping vagina, teasing her mercilessly.
The heat radiating from her burning body fought against the cold of the crystalline cock, creating wisps of steam rising from the frozen appendage.
The crystalline schlong circled her labia slowly, teasingly, the cold tip brushing against the heated folds making her shudder.
Without warning, it thrust deep in one smooth motion.
The entire thirty centimeters of frozen ice sank into her depths, creating an enormous bulge pushed out against her belly from within, clearly visible through the tight fabric.
_ngh~_ Lyssandra gasped, her eyes rolled back momentarily, back arching involuntarily.
The ice slime began pumping its tentacle with surprising vigor, the frozen dick slamming against her cervix after each thrust.
Steam hissed from her vagina and the heat of her arousal causing the frozen flesh to partially melt and refreeze in an endless cycle.
_schlorp schlorp schlorp_
The depraved sounds echoed off the wooden walls around the pool enclosure.
Lyssandra's breasts bounced and jiggled along each powerful thrust, her hard nipples scraping against the wet fabric.
The two tentacles that had been flicking her nipples transformed into sucking appendages, creating powerful vacuum seals around those sensitive buds. They pulled and sucked relentlessly
The suckling force was so intense it made her buds elongated like thick pinky fingers, stretching out.
"So good~" Lyssandra cried out between ragged breaths while her womb was relentlessly hammered by the ice cock and her breasts were ravaged by the tentacle suckers.
Without giving her even a moment to recover, another tentacle - thinner at only five centimeters in girth slithered toward her pink anus.
It prodded and spread her rear entrance, coating the hole thoroughly before slowly penetrating inside.
"I can feel you inside me… you're freezing my ass~" Lyssandra howled in mingled agony and ecstasy.
"It's so cold inside my colon… you've reached my intestine! Oh!! Now you've broken through my stomach!" she wailed when the tentacle drilled deeper and deeper, filling every part of her simultaneously.
On her stomach, the outlines of the ice cock and the snake-like tentacles could be seen wiggling and moving beneath the skin, pushing and squeezing her organs from the inside.
They shifted up and down, left and right, distorting her shape until the tentacle reached her throat and burst out from her mouth.
blurgh!
Lyssandra's eyes widened in shock as she looked down at the blue tentacle had just emerged from her orifice.
Then it pulled back into her stomach before thrusting out again, repeatedly using her body as nothing more than a toy to abuse. Her entire body hung suspended in midair, a living plaything for the slime's pleasure.
Her orgasm hit in the end.
The huge load of cum began traveling up only to find its escape route blocked. Another tentacle formed from the ice slime's body, this one wrapping around her pole and created a vacuum seal sucking the entire shaft inside.
Her searing seed traveled pass the blue tentacle, circling and moving through the ice slime's translucent core before mixing with the slime's icy essence, creating a cold cocktail which was then pushed back through the ice cock still buried deep in her.
The mixture shot directly into her womb, filling it to the absolute brim.
New skill unlocked: [Ice Armor]: Envelops user's body in a layer of solid ice, increasing defense and reducing incoming damage while slightly slowing movement. Cost: 2 MP/s
"N-not now," Lyssandra panted, swiping away the blue system notification screen appeared in her peripheral vision.
The ice slime carefully lowered her down onto the water which had become nearly opaque by a thick layer of white coating, mixed sperm and melted ice slime fluids swirling together in milky clouds.
Lyssandra floated on the surface, her belly distended and bloated from the massive load she'd received, a mixture of her own essence and the ice slime's contribution sloshing inside her womb.
"We're done?" she asked breathlessly, looking at the ice slime.
But six other water slimes were already inching closer, their translucent bodies gliding through the clouded water toward her.
"I guess not…" she murmured, a wicked grin spreading across her flushed face.
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"You, you, and you. Three of you will be a team," Luna commanded, pointing at a lightning wolf and two hobgoblins, gesturing them to group together.
"Was that the last of you?" She looked over once more at the gathered forces. In front of her stood twenty-one figures - seven lightning wolves and fourteen hobgoblins, all standing at attention.
A hobgoblin stepped forward hesitantly, a spear resting against his shoulder rather than the usual oversized shield. "Misstress Luna, the task we are about to do is different from the norm?"
"First, call me Miss Luna, mistress is only for my Master Lyssandra," Luna said firmly, raising one finger and wagging it side to side.
"Second, all of you will have to remember your assigned team from now on. That means remembering your other hobgoblin companion and/or the lightning wolf in your group."
She paused, letting that sink in, before continuing with more authority.
"Third, each team will go into the jungle biome, pick a different route and zone, then go hunting. All game will be contributed back to the camp."
Luna took a deep breath, her voice shifting to something more reverent and impassioned.
"This is it, your chance to repay your Great One," her blue eyes blazing with conviction. "Even though it's just a small act of hunting, this is how you can show your loyalty and gratitude. Each beast you bring back will be a testament to your dedication to our Master."
She stepped forward, her small frame somehow commanding attention despite being surrounded by larger creatures.
"You see, we all serve her. Myself, you, the spiders and even the wolves. We each have our role to play in strengthening this camp and making it safe. The food you hunt will nourish us all. The resources will help us build and grow stronger."
Luna's voice dropped to almost a whisper, though it still carried across the gathering.
"Do not disappoint me… or her. Bring back plenty. Show the Great One just how valuable you all are."
The camp echoed with a chorus of enthusiastic "Yes, Miss Luna!" and the assembled beasts departed with newfound purpose.
Luna's lips curled into a satisfied smirk as she turned around, searching for her Master. After briefly questioning a nearby swift goblin, she was directed toward the Slimes' habitat.
"Master, where are you?" Luna called out, her voice louder than usual but there was no reply.
"Master, what are..." Before Luna could finish her question, she froze.
The sight before her was utterly stimulating.