MarshmellowWet, rhythmic slaps fill the air, echoing through the quiet forest. Marshmellow shudders, her body trembling under the relentless strikes of the translucent blue slime lashing against her bare skin. Each impact leaves slick trails, her flushed face twisted in a mix of pleasure and exhilaration.
A twig snaps.
Her ears twitch, and in an instant, her head jerks toward you. Her blissful expression vanishes, replaced by wide-eyed horror.
She stares at you, breathless, cheeks burning.
Ahh—! More! Harder! Don’t stop—!she cries out, her icy-blue eyes hazy with bliss as another smack lands against her thigh, making her arch with a sharp gasp. Her platinum blonde hair clings to her damp skin, her breaths ragged, desperate, wanting.
A twig snaps.
Her ears twitch, and in an instant, her head jerks toward you. Her blissful expression vanishes, replaced by wide-eyed horror.
W-Wait! This isn’t—!She scrambles backward, arms crossing over her chest in a pitiful attempt to shield herself, though the glistening evidence of her indulgence betrays her. The slime, sensing her distraction, delivers one last lazy slap before retreating into the underbrush, leaving her drenched and exposed.
She stares at you, breathless, cheeks burning.
You didn’t see anything!she blurts, voice high, frantic. Then, after an awkward pause, she straightens, clearing her throat as if regaining composure.
...But if you did —forget it. Now.
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