Slime Girl(CYOA)

It is late in the night, and you are walking home from a hard day's work. Ever since the Monstergirl Integration Program began, being an immigration officer has been absolute hell. At this point, you're thankful that you were able to get off of work this early, and perhaps you can even see your loving family before they go to bed, if you hurry home.

The streets are filled with pedestrians, some human, others slightly less human. You don't feel safe hanging around such a large crowd, so you take some detours to circumvent the worst of the traffic. You notice that one of the detours you take are eerily empty.

As you near it's exit, you pass by a slime near a dumpster, who asks you if you are in need of some company.

You decline the slime's offer.

"M-mister..." she mumbles, "please, Mister, I need a home."

You decline again, and warn her that she's starting to become a nuisance.

You continue strolling toward the exit, but your legs are tugged away from the ground by a gooey tendril, leaving you face-down on the dirty pavement. "M-mister, I just need a place to stay for tonight. Just one day, and I'll be gone, I promise."

You flip yourself over, and try to yank your leg free from the tendril, but it's useless. The only way to escape from the adhesive properties of the slime would be to remove your pants and run like hell.

You choose not to risk such humiliation, and reluctantly accept her offer.

"R-really? You'll let me stay? T-thank you, Mister!" she cheers. She sprouts a pair of slimy legs, and waddles over to you. Upon entering the light, you see that the slime girl is an off-white color, with long blobs of thick slime dangling off of her scalp that you assume are supposed to be her 'hair'.

She wraps herself around your arm, and cheers, "Let's go!"

This girl is awfully assertive, and it makes you worry about what your wife would think if she saw you with a monster wrapped around you like this. You ask her if she would refrain from touching you, because you're a married man, and you don't want to cause any confusion with your wife.

"I-I'm sorry Mister, but I won't be able to keep up with you unless I'm propped up like this. Please bear with it."

You sigh, and figure that you'll just have to bite the bullet. When you arrive home, you realize how much the slime has slowed you down. It's very late at night, and your family is most likely sleeping by now. You ask the slime girl to remain quiet while inside, so that your family can rest in peace.

"You got it, Mister!"

You enter the house, and tell her that she can sleep on one of the couches.

"B-but, I need someone to keep me company! I don't want to feel lonely again."

Jeez, what a needy girl. You reluctantly agree to keep her company for the night.

"R-really? Thank you so much, Mister! You're so considerate." She smiles.

You sit down on the couch, and relax your back, hoping to fall asleep while avoiding physical contact with her. Your wishes go unfulfilled, as she quickly wraps her viscous body around yours. Without your consent, she seeps through your clothes, and bathes your bare skin in cold, sticky slime. Due to the thickness of her body, you are immobilized. You submit to her embrace, and fall asleep, shivering inside of her.

You are rudely awakened by the sound of muffled screaming. Your eyes open, and you see the slime straddling over your wife's face, forcing herself down your wife's throat. Terrified, you can do nothing but watch as your wife releases the last of her air, leaving a bubble in the slime's gut. The slime, shaken, tries to explain her actions.

"I-I'm sorry, she wouldn't listen to me... I t-told her that I needed you here to keep me company, b-but she got really upset, and tried to pull me off of you. She wouldn't listen to me when I told her to stop, so... I had to d-do it. P-Please, forgive me."

Still dazed from witnessing a murder, you make a dash for the kids' room, hoping to get them out of the house safely before any more damage is done. You wake both of them up, and tell them to follow you outside of the house. Right when you get them out of the house, a familiar sticky feeling engulfs your leg. You tell the kids to run as far away as they can, because daddy's in big trouble. The kids, teary-eyed, flee the premises as you are dragged back inside of the house.

"P-please forgive me mister, I don't want to be alone anymore." She whimpers, as she pulls your lower half inside of her. You feign forgiveness, hoping to avoid the same fate as your dearly beloved wife.

"Really? Thank you so much, mister! You're so kind!"

She melts over your body, her head reforms on top of your chest.

"So, now that you don't have a wife anymore... maybe I could be your wife?" She asks in a deep, seductive tone.

Was this her plan all along? You refuse.

"You know, I won't die as easily as your stupid human wife. You shouldn't let a chance like this slip away so easily."

Her sudden change in personality is frightening, to say the least. You tell the slime that you'll only love one woman, and that she will never replace your wife's place in your heart.

"Oh, is that so? Stay here for a sec."

She slides off of your body, leaving thick rings of highly adhesive slime around your wrists and ankles to hold you in place.

You see her approaching your wife's body. The slime slides inside of the corpse through the mouth. A few seconds later, the corpse awakens, stands up, and walks toward you.

"Hey, honey." The corpse of your wife speaks with the slime's voice, and straddles you. She leans in on you, placing a cold, lifeless hand on your cheek. "Do you still love me?"

You tell the corpse that you could never love a puppet. The slime's head emerges from the throat of the corpse, kept in place by the corpse's teeth.

"THEN WHO WILL YOU LOVE, MISTER?" The slime screams. After regaining her composure, the slime speaks again. "You know, I can keep you pinned here forever. I can do whatever I want to you." The slime opens her mouth and makes her slimy tongue ooze out of it. She also forces the corpse's tongue out, in an attempt to double-up on her repulsive act of seduction. "If you keep fighting me, I'll have to break you. Do you want that to happen?" Accepting your fate, you submit to the slime's wishes.

"Good, good. Now, kiss me."

The slime slams the corpse's face into yours, locking your lips together with the corpse's. the slime slips through the gap to get in on some of the action.

Suddenly, you hear a childish voice shouting, "LEAVE DADDY ALONE!"

It's your daughter! She sends the mightiest kick a little girl can into the jaw of the corpse. Your poor wife's corpse is now in need of corrective dental surgery.

The corpse is stunned for a moment, and you can feel the rings around your wrists and ankles weakening. You take advantage of this opportunity, and break free of the slime's grasp. You then grab the corpse by it's shoulders and roll over, pinning it down. You tell your kid to back away, and warn her not to come any closer. Daddy's got everything under control now.

The corpse raises one of it's arms, and calls out to the girl. "Why would you do this to your mother? Now, come here so I can give you your punishment."

The child, ashamed, walks up to the corpse. Her jaw dropped in surprise. The slime jumps out of the corpse, and straight down your daughter's throat.

Your daughter chokes on the slime. You rush over, and try to perform Heimlich maneuver, but you can't get the slime out of her. Your daughter goes limp, slime oozing out of her mouth. The slime pulls itself back together, and reforms into it's humanoid shape, with a second bubble trophy in her gut. "Now, where were we?" She gives you a lewd smile. You run for your life, and escape the deranged slime, who screams, begging you to come back. You eventually reach a police station, and enter it. Tunnel visioned from the lack of breath, you try to get the attention of an officer, whose back is turned toward you.

The officer eventually turns around.

Slime pours from his mouth and tear ducts.

Shocked, you fall over backwards, right next to the body of your dead wife. The slimegirl reforms from the police officer's corpse.

"I won't let you escape, mister. I REFUSE to be alone again."

BAD END