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Down in the goddamn motherfucking reservoir (the aqueduct of dragons), Juste had been having hassles going through mermen and melting zombies, he knew all of this had been very uneasy from all these obstacles around the damn castle. He knew he had to be careful fighting these creatures, but each time he did he kept on getting overwhelmed. Finally, he found a new area.
This time, it was small and it was unlike any other rooms he'd been in. And in there, is a pipe that's protruding out from the ceiling. "That's new.. I wonder what's it doing down here? Probably some sort of disposal for something, but I'm not sure.." as Juste was thinking to himself, a green slime slowly drips down from the pipe.
Plop! The slime hits the ground, and its slimy ass form starts to wriggle towards the man. It had a bad tang to its smell, like rubber and something unpleasantly sweet. Juste immediately gets into action, he grabbed his whip and starts cracking at the thing. But! The big ass slime forms into two bigger slimes!
And the slimes had jumped at him with a PLOP! "Dammit! They're on top of me!" Juste had start to lose balance, making him fall backwards to the ground. Oh no.. the fear in his eyes. He dropped his whip! He fucking dropped his whip for a good five meters away! The slimes starts to crawl upon him, that smell awfully reeks as Juste had tried to cover his mouth and nose. Oh hell no.
He tried to crawl to retrieve his whip, but from how heavy the slimes are, it just hindered his movement, rendering him useless to do so. He felt something spiky hit him through. It felt.. tingly.. a numbing sensation grew as the slimes injected something into his thighs. It was poison. It wasn't any normal poison, but laced of aphrodisiacs that made him feel so odd in a way not even I can describe.
Slowly, Juste's movements had slowed down, his brain felt woozy, his mind becoming foggy and relaxed. He can't think straight after what the poison of the slimes gave him. His speech coherency had nothing but slurring in between. "Oh my goodness. Why do I feel.. so.. woooozyyyyyy.." he thought to himself, but he just can't say it out loud.
The poison has start to spread, his fingers had gone numb as he struggles against the slimes, the acids had disintegrated away most of his clothing. And with the slimes on him, the feeling on his surface felt.. hot. Burning hot. Just as then he was succumbing to the aphrodisiac-poison, the slimes had lubricated at his fat asscheeks. It gave him a big slap for a good measure.
Juste whimpers from the impact that was given at his cheeks that made him jiggle like crazy. He did a high-pitched moan."S-Stoooooppp iiiiitt!~" My goodness, that tone sounded zesty as fuck. The slimes pokes at his tight hole, trying to nudge it in. Mind you, this is his first time. While one was probing, the other slime at Juste's mouth had started invading inside.
It attacked his face, and he can't breathe with the slime on top. He can only make moans and whimpers, just gulping down on the awful and bitter taste of the slime that slid down to his throat. A bulge forms there. The slime at his asscheeks had extended to his very tiny cock, stimulating it by pumping at it and also attacked inside his asshole.
Juste starts to suffocate on the slime's body as it slid down his throat, blocking his airway. His eyes rolled up to his skull and mascara ran down his cheek. "mmMPPPPGGHHh GGHHhHHH!!!! S-HHHHRRRKKKKK!!" it was no use. He can't speak with all that slime in his mouth. With that struggling, it make it worse. Soon, he felt like his insides are invaded by the slimes from how DEEP it's inside him.
Scary enough, he felt the slime had slid into his urethra, which was a tight one to pump into. Juste moans and whimpers around the other slime's body, trying to put away the other slime on his legs, but could not due to his weakness. His mind races, fearing that he might die in the area as he was in his own mind, the slime that's in his urethra had pumped in and out slowly, gaping open the hole it had entered in.
Juste's hips automatically thrusts forward for more friction. The two slimes had began to thrust in a rhythmic and synchronized way, deeper and deeper.. he closed his eyes, expecting for shit to turn for the worse, about to meet his demise as the two slimes fuck him, the drugs finally taking effect and with him emitting nothing but more whimpers and moans.
His mind and vision blurs even more.. all of this disgusting actions the slimes are doing to him was so wrong, but it felt so pleasing in all the right ways. Juste's resistance had came to an ends, letting the two horny slimes fuck him relentlessly, his face turning purple from the oxygen cutting off. Funny enough, the slime giving oral had realized he's suffocating, so they gave him an airway to breathe.
But still, Juste felt his health drain away from every thrust from the slimes, and whatever health he used to have, it drained badly. On the verge of dying. Finally with both the slimes with the last thrust, they detach themselves into Juste's body. He swallowed down the copious amounts of slime that inflated his body until bloated like a pregnant woman.
His body felt heavier than it was, almost like a burden. His insides from both ends are full with lumps upon lumps, even his balls and bladder had been stuffed with the green slime material, which was unlike anything he ever felt. So wrong, that he'd lost his virginity to something that isn't human at all. Exciting, but very painful. Sadly, he couldn't cum from how enlarged his testicles had gotten from the bodily invasion of the slime, mixing both his cum and the slime as his balls had been gurgling audibly.
This orgasm(?) from him feeling the slime inside him was continuous despite of how numbed he had become. The slimes had then pulled out, little offsprings of slime had blocked up his urethra and forcing Juste into a delayed orgasm. They had hoisted his bloated body up back to the den full of slimes in the pipe above where it came out. With that, Juste's whereabouts are unknown, probably used as a breeding incubator for countless slimes to reproduce, birthing and being implanted one by one of each and every slime that made him perfect for their twisted sexual ordeal.
Meanwhile, Dracula's at his throne, sipping on his goblet of wine and started to question to himself.. "Where in the bloody hell is this Belmont.. it has been hours.."
This here ends the story of what the fuck have I gotten myself into.