This Ascent to Divinity is Lewder Than Expected

7.17 – ❤ Gooey Transmutation II

While Delta was busy getting her first taste of—apparently fruity—slimegirl pussy, Zoey leaned against the headboard and admired Rosalie's reaction to having her pussy licked. Several little noises issued from her as she squirmed and enjoyed the foxgirl's attention. The sounds morphed into long, breathy moans as Delta's tongue worked deeper in. However enthusiastic Rosalie usually was to get her mouth around Zoey's cock, she seemed to temporarily forget her own task at hand.

"A-Ah." Rosalie’s head dipped forward to bounce against Zoey's cock. "It feels—weird. The same, but different?"

"Tastes the same but different, too," Delta’s muffled voice said—or that was Zoey’s best guess, since she was somewhat incomprehensible with her face buried between Rosalie’s legs.

A bit hazily, Rosalie rallied herself, grabbing Zoey's cock and focusing on her own mission. The first long swipe of her tongue up and along Zoey's length drew a shiver from her, and left a string of glistening light blue slime-saliva behind. The substance was gooier than regular saliva, noticeably so, and the sensation was incredible. The texture of Rosalie's tongue as it clung to her cock as it ran up and across her sensitive rod was something to remember. Every part of Rosalie's new body seemed to cling and hug her more than normal.

Swirling her tongue around the top, Rosalie dipped down and took her into her mouth. Zoey's cock sank into her semi-transparent cheek, goo-skin bulging out as it rubbed against her teeth. Amazed, Zoey watched her cock be pleasured while she could still see it. Changing angle, Rosalie worked her tongue against the underside and sucked and bobbed, working up and down Zoey's length.

Bit by bit, with increasing enthusiasm, Zoey's cock disappeared into the slimegirl's throat. Her arousal spiked as the tight tunnel of her throat accepted Zoey's tip, and, wiggling her head, Rosalie dived down. Zoey's cock slid and slid—essentially into her chest. In only a few moments, Rosalie had her nose firmly buried in Zoey's crotch, having taken her all the way. Her throat bulged with the shape of the thick cock inside her. And more than just the imprint, Zoey could actually see her cock bulging her skin out.

Zoey always enjoyed the sight of Rosalie buried onto her, but it was much more erotic when the girl's body was see-through, her full length on display through the light-blue material of her partner’s body. Rosalie looked up with her cute nose smooshed against her crotch, eyes proud, and she gagged once. Zoey nearly came right there.

Adding to the experience was how, through Rosalie’s body, she could see the foxgirl eating her out. Rosalie was groaning and trembling no small amount from her own pleasuring down below, and really, that just provided a better experience for Zoey.

Basically, it was the best of all worlds. Slimegirls were seriously the best.

The two sets of oral pleasuring continued for a bit, before eventually Delta pulled away, gasping, and shuffled out underneath from Rosalie. Rosalie protested the lack of stimulation with a whine that vibrated through Zoey's cock, but she didn't stop lifting up and down, determined to continue massaging Zoey with her throat.

Recovering from her extended period submerged, Delta elbowed up and appreciated the show for a moment. She caught her breath as she watched, Zoey's cock disappearing down the other girl's throat, plunging nearly to her stomach with each eager dive of Rosalie's head, before the foxgirl announced:

"Alright. I've gotta see what that’s like."

The foxgirl pulled her own potion out of her inventory, the glass vial appearing magically between her fingers. Without input from Rosalie or Zoey, she uncorked it and tipped it back, swallowing the liquid in one smooth motion.

She shivered as the transformation took hold, her tail flicking wildly behind her in agitation, suggesting how strange it must feel. Like with Rosalie, the process lasted less than ten seconds. Incrementally, the foxgirl transmuted into her slimegirl form. The end result wasn't that different from her shadow clone skill, honestly, except instead of black, she turned purple. A much more transparent purple, too. And gooier, rather than the clean black lines of her Shadow.

Purple. Same color as her eyes, Zoey noted. Was that how it worked? Did that mean she herself would be an emerald slime when she took her potion? She and Mel would be sisters, she thought amusedly.

Like Rosalie, Delta took a second to orient to her new body. She flipped her hands around, then looked down at herself and craned her neck side to side to inspect herself from every angle.

"Whoa. Weird."

She patted her stomach, and the impacts made a slight squelching noise as it suctioned to the goo. She cupped and bounced her breasts, and they jiggled even more delightfully than they normally would. Delta was visibly fascinated by that, keeping the act up for a good twenty seconds—to Zoey's viewing pleasure.

Rosalie, in the meantime, had half sat up, licking and using her hand to pleasure Zoey rather than her throat, wanting to also watch Delta's transformation. Kissing Zoey's tip and swirling her tongue around, Rosalie's blue eyes tracked the foxgirl's breasts, and Zoey had to admit the bouncing was hypnotizing; she didn't blame Rosalie for getting distracted. Delta playing with herself would've been hard to ignore even if she hadn't been made of slime, and the extra jiggle made it all but impossible.

When Delta finished her initial exploration of her new body, she looked up and grinned at them. Zoey instantly knew she had an idea. Or maybe she'd had it since the beginning.

"Remember how Mel could change shape however she wanted?" she asked.

Zoey paused, taking only a second to put together the implication. "Think you can, too?"

"Would save us a potion, wouldn’t it?" She laughed. "Let's find out."

Focusing, the purple slimegirl looked down at her crotch, and her gooey eyebrows pulled together in concentration. Slowly, her lower half started to ripple, material gathering above her pussy before swelling outward. A cylindrical shape extended, bulging and stretching, until a purple goo-cock had taken form between her legs.

"I'm going to kiss Sabina the next time I see her," Delta breathed. "And look, I don't have to be second place anymore. I get to pick how big I am."

Indeed, since her body was as fluid as she desired, she had the final say on how large she wanted to be. Her cock swelled until its length and girth matched Zoey's, and she gripped the purple gel appendage and shook it.

"Wow. This thing is kinda unreasonable. How do you even deal with it?"

"Carefully," Zoey said dryly, playing with Rosalie's hair as the girl continued to lick and toy with her—temporarily keeping out of the conversation, since she had a cock to service. A diligent princess, for certain.

"But I'll leave this for later," Delta said, morphing her body again, returning to her original form—sans the extra equipment. "Was just wondering if I could." Getting back onto her knees, she crawled over to the other side of Zoey's cock, joining Rosalie. "Gotta reward the lovely alchemist who made it possible, first," she murmured. "We can team up on princess after."

With Delta kissing one side of Zoey's cock, Rosalie intuited the plan: she joined the other girl. And so, shortly, Zoey had a seal of lips to caress her length as the two girls slid their slippery, gooey lips and tongues up and down her. The slimy, clingy texture was wholly unique. Having two girls' mouths around her would've been dizzying enough, but the fact it was a pair of slimegirls' mouths was plain overwhelming.

Her hips joined in the rhythm without Zoey actively intending them to. Leaning back on her hands, she pumped herself up between the pair of slimegirl lips. The sticky texture clung to her, leaving trails of green and blue residue behind.

"Fuck." The word hissed out from between her closed teeth. "That's nice." Her head fell back, hips thrusting rhythmically as the two girls held on and continued pleasuring her. "Honestly, I have too many ideas to even start, when it comes to you two."

Delta snorted. "Same. I’ll pick for you," she said, pulling away. "Blondie—" The foxgirl paused. "Bluey?" she amended, confused. "Princess," she settled on, since that first nickname didn't work at the moment. "Go take a seat." She gestured at Zoey's face, and Zoey had no complaints with that part of the plan. She was curious what an apparently 'fruity' slimegirl's pussy tasted like, especially since Delta had seemed to enjoy it.

Zoey lay down, and Rosalie took her seat as ordered, putting her knees on either side of Zoey's face and settling in. It was a hell of an experience, being able to see through Rosalie's body as her gooey lower half squished into her face. Taking her first exploratory taste, she discovered that Rosalie did, in fact, taste fruity. Sweet with a tinge of citrus. Slightly different from what she remembered of Mel. Did each color of slimegirl have a different flavor? Like candies? The amusement of that thought pierced even her mounting arousal, though not enough so to stop her from digging her tongue in, drawing a gasp from Rosalie.

Zoey's image of Delta was slightly blurry with Rosalie suffocating her between her thighs, but she could make out enough of what her other partner was doing. Delta, strangely, had stood. She positioned the heel of her foot at Zoey's cock tip, poised so that when she rested her weight downward, Zoey would pierce—her foot? And be engulfed all the way up through her calf, probably, considering her length.

Huh.

Weird. When a girl asked to be stepped on, this probably wasn't what they meant.