7.16 – Gooey Transmutation I

7.16 – Gooey Transmutation I

"What?" Delta demanded. "Why didn't you tell me you had something like this?"

The foxgirl stared at the vial of Gooey Transmutation potion, mouth open and eyes wide. She gave a nearly offended look to Zoey, as if she'd sinned gravely by not revealing the item to her.

"I was keeping it a surprise," Zoey said, rolling her eyes. "Stop looking like I kicked a puppy."

"You've been keeping that in your back pocket? You're telling me I could've had a slimegirl princess," she jabbed a finger at Rosalie, "earlier than today, and I haven't? Don't talk to me. We're over."

"If you forgive me, we can share her?"

"Well, I'm not that mad," Delta said, changing her tune. "Maybe throw in a little extra? Not that I'm easy to buy, mind you." She narrowed her eyes at Zoey as if daring to contradict her.

Zoey summoned two more vials of Gooey Transmutation. Delta gasped. She snatched one away and admired the thick green liquid. "This is the best day ever."

"I'm glad you think so. But it's untested. Er—sort of. Sabina made sure it works, but it's not thoroughly researched."

"It could kill me afterward and I wouldn't care." She held the vial reverently, like she might mean the words. She paused. "When you say untested, though, it will put us back together afterward, yeah?"

"I'm sure it's safe. Sabina wouldn't have given me some if it wasn't. But I haven't used it yet—I don't know what it's like."

"Huh."

"And Rosalie first," Zoey chided. "We'll take ours later."

"Princess first," Delta agreed solemnly, tucking the vial into her inventory.

Rosalie's face, meanwhile, had been turning increasingly deeper shades of red at how excited both of them were to have her take the potion. No doubt imagining why they were eager, and what they wanted to do to her when her body would be made of see-through goo.

Zoey scooted off Rosalie's lap and handed her the potion. The girl, who had been lying on her back, elbowed up and took the vial, eyeing it apprehensively.

"How long does it last?"

"Varies, according to Sabina," Zoey said. "If it's anything like the cock potions, it'll last however long it needs to."

"Ew. I'm soaking into them."

Indeed, Rosalie's clothes were growing damp. Her gooey body left a small amount of residue behind—much like Mel did—and so the light fabric clinging to her body was drinking the fluid in. Rosalie hastily peeled herself out of her shirt, shorts, and panties in a few quick wiggles, throwing them aside.

Which struck both Zoey and Delta temporarily mute, because now they were being treated to the sight of a naked Rosalie-Slimegirl.

Truly, they'd ascended to heaven.

"You've both seen me naked dozens of times," Rosalie grumbled, covering her chest with one arm. "Stop looking at me like that, you ... you lechers."

Hesitantly, Delta reached out and poked Rosalie. Her finger squished into the other girl, and she slid her finger down, feeling the texture of Rosalie's body. Then she pressed more firmly in, and her finger popped through.

"O-Oh," Rosalie said, her back arching slightly. "That's—an interesting sensation."

Zoey remembered something Mel had said, once.

"It feels good, doesn't it?" Zoey said with a spreading grin. She shuffled forward and also poked Rosalie in the shoulder—the arm opposite from Delta. She sank in gently, and Rosalie sucked in another little breath of surprise. "Potion was made from Mel's body. Makes sense there'd be carry-on effects. And she liked being penetrated any which way." Zoey slowly picked up pace, squelching her finger in and out of Rosalie's shoulder, before adding a second one that extracted another noise from her.

"It's—it's not the same as, um, the usual way," Rosalie said, shivering as Zoey pumped her finger in and out. "Not the same at all. But ... it does feel sort of ... I don't know?"

Zoey added a third finger, and the breathless noise became a little groan.

She pulled her fingers out, and Delta did the same. As interesting as that was—and how many possibilities it opened up—there was no way that was the method they'd use to draw out Rosalie's first climax in slimegirl form. Though it would be kind of funny, she supposed.

But 'funny' wasn't the first thing on her mind. She had more pressing goals. Leaning back, she shuffled off her pajama pants and boxers and threw them onto the pile Rosalie had begun creating. Just in time for her to finish hardening: a few more pulses of blood into the thick member had it standing at full attention.

"You get her mouth," Delta announced. "But I wanna taste-test first. I wonder if slimegirl pussy is better than the real thing?" The foxgirl leaned in to kiss Rosalie's neck—and sucked there. "Ooh. You're fruity. Wait, is this cannibalism?"

Zoey rolled her eyes. "Please shut up, Delta."

"Gimme a pussy to eat, and I will."

She made a good argument. Zoey scooted back until she was leaning against the headboard, pulling Rosalie along by the hand to drag her up. The girl knew her role, by now: she crawled over and got on her knees, face hovering near Zoey's cock as she admired the tool she'd be servicing. Delta also seized the opportunity, tugging apart Rosalie's knees to provide better access, then rolling onto her back and shuffling into position so she was looking straight up into the slimegirl's pussy.

"Best day ever," Delta announced—before cupping Rosalie's ass with both hands and leaning up to get her first taste of slimegirl pussy.