Luciel cursed at the male adventurers at adventurer school, mocking that she and her fellow female adventurers aren’t fit to wander the world in search of glory and adventurer.
 
 
The angry girl cursed at all the stares she got as she walked around town, her slightly more endowed body drawing the eyes of almost all the perverted men. She cursed at herself, for foolishly believing that everyone was helpful, especially to a novice adventurer starting out. A rogue can’t do much without someone else to draw attention in combat, after all.
 
 
The desperate girl cursed at the scum that she partied up with, with a rather handsome man as their leader, drugging her food, breaking her bones and robbing her of more than just everything she had on hand, tossing her broken body down a monster filled cave after they had their fun, knowing that , like all their victims, something would eat what’s left of her.
 
 
The now broken girl could barely move as she saw a blue creature slide into her vision, hearing the rough laughter of her rapists get softer as they left her to her fate. She closed her eyes and let unconsciousness take her, letting the monster do what monsters do.
 
 
She woke, and sighed in relief that she was still alive, her body felt better and wondered if all she experienced was some horrible nightmare. It was then she decided to open her eyes, and was greeted with a sea of blue. Slimes of various sizes bounced, flowed and rolled around the cave she was in, their bodies lit by a massive shimmering blue gem above her head. She looked towards the gem, and realised that it was a massive slime core, the light created by mana flowing through it. In a panic, she struggled to get up, finding her arms and legs still broken, and bound by slime.
 
 
Realising the state she was in, she stopped moving. Her arms and legs didn’t hurt, but she could feel the bones sticking out of her flesh. A bit more focus led her to realise the slime seeping into her body from the wounds, slowly pushing the bone back down into place. She could feel the slime reaching deeper into her body, pushing through the fat and muscle of her arms and legs, wiggling towards her torso, her body relaxing at the strange, but somehow pleasant internal massage.
 
 
A few hours passed, and her body was healed, though she still felt the slime squirming within her, the creature’s core still outside her body, controlling its mass within her from a small hole in her skin. She noticed the slimes gently massaging her body all over, wondering what they were doing before her stomach rumbled in hunger. As if ordered, a slime came up to her face, and stuck a tendril of slime down the surprised girl’s mouth, squirming its way down her throat and into her stomach, leaving only its core behind to be picked up by another one of the slimy creatures, which began rubbing her belly, as if wanting to help her digest faster.
 
 
Luciel was more than confused now, being healed and fed by monsters, worried at the possible plans the giant slime core has for her. She heard of rare instances where slimes gained a form of unity, commanded by a massive core similar to this one, the collective term known as Slime Nests. Her training taught her that slime nests usually cause massive destruction as they rip almost all organic matter from the environment, leaving only barren wasteland in its wake. Such things would have happily consumed a helpless adventurer like her, but instead it is raising her like a pet, the very thought of that sending a shiver down Luciel’s spine.
 
 
With little chance of escape, Luciel’s mind started to wander, noting the soft slime she is laying on being much more comfortable than any bed she slept in, and the messages not unpleasant too. Her idle thoughts were suddenly cut short when she felt a slime start poking curiously around her crotch, gently sliding into her holes. She gasped in surprise, feeling the cold creature explore her defiled sacred place, wiggling much deeper than anything she felt during her trauma and easily pushing past her cervix. Luciel cried in pleasure as she felt the creature enter her womb and began squirming about, exploring even deeper into her body, bulges of her womb and ovaries as they got pushed around visible even from the outside.
 
 
Her attention focused on the slime in her womb, Luciel didn’t notice the slimes crawling onto her breasts, gently massaging the fleshy mounds as they slowly pushed their way deeper, sending yet even more strange pleasure through her body. She gasped and moaned as her body was explored, as more slimes began poking at all her other holes, her anus, urethra and even ears and eyes, exploring all her organs, even her precious brain. The slime slid all through her body, all the movement almost breaking the poor girl with pleasure.
 
 
Weeks of endless pleasure pass, Luciel’s bindings coming off at some point, but the girl was reluctant to leave her new companions. Spending most of her time cuddling with the much more comfortable slimes, even as slime leaks from every hole of her body. Unknowing to her, a slime core was slowly growing within her skull and fusing with her brain, letting her understand the desires of the slime nest. It wanted to explore, leave this dark cave and travel the world. It had experimented upon those unfortunate and broken souls discarded by her attackers, but she was the only one who survived, the others dying from untreated wounds, accidental suffocation or digestion, the nest as a while learning from each mistake.
 
 
Luciel knew she was changed, and actually enjoyed her new form. She was much faster than ever, and is able to take in slimes within her body, hiding them from the world beneath her flesh. Few more weeks pass as Luciel acclimates to the changes, the slime core completely encasing her brain, and even allowing her to move the precious organ around, protecting herself from a lethal decapitation. Her organs are more or less gone as well, though she can recreate them as she wishes, keeping her lungs and heart around just because she is used to her own breathing and heartbeat. She spent the rest of her time learning how to compress the slime within her, eventually taking every one of her new companions within herself before moving out, all that compressed biomass making her body surprisingly sturdy for her size. The mana within the main core caused her eyes to glow faintly, letting her see her way out of the cave, and it wasn’t long before she arrived at the familiar cave exit, where she was discarded like useless trash.
 
 
Luciel climbed out of the shallow hole, able to hear the gruff laughter of her attackers in the distance even before she did. Sneaking closer, she overhears one of them remarking about their latest catch, laughing as they relish in the pain they caused and wondering when the boss will be back with supplies. Unable to hold back her rage, Luciel leapt out of the bushes, throwing slime at their heads to muffle their cries before smashing their arms and legs with tendrils sprouting from her back. She wants them to suffer, but there is still a broken girl to rescue. The last two scum could easily be heard from within the main tent, as they were pounding away at their prey. She burst into the tent, subduing the last two before they even knew they were being attacked, the girl they were ravaging collapsing to the ground, already passed out from all her torture.
 
 
Luciel approached the small girl, ignoring the horrified stares and muffled cries of the thugs she attacked, pulling more slime from her body to make a bed, laying the girl down upon it. She commanded the slimes to heal her, before going to bring together the thugs, having more slime bind them before returning to the girl, taking a more human form as she does, waiting in silence as she learns how the slimes do it, adding her own input and knowledge of first aid to make her recovery faster. It was at that point Luciel realised that they were both nude, and she decided to mould the slime into some simple clothes, using what the slimes examined and digested as a base. She looked around at the loots of the bandits, finding part of the little girl’s clothes and a staff, and dressed her up after a quick clean courtesy of her slimes. She didn’t find any of her old gear, though she didn’t care too much about it.
 
 
The little girl, Jaria, wakes up half an hour later, looking around in a daze, seeing a rather pretty woman smiling at her. “Glad to see you recovered. Don’t worry, they won’t hurt you anymore.” Luciel says with a smile.
“W-who are you…. W-where am I?” She asks, putting her hand to her head as her body works through the drugs.
“I’m Luciel, I was a victim of those scum like you were. You are still in their camp, but almost all of them have been taken care of. How are you feeling?”
“H-hi and t-thanks… Luciel… I’m Jaria…” She replies, laying back down on the “bed”, laying on it for a bit before looking at what she is laying on. “Luciel! H-help! Slime!” She cries in alarm, trying to stumble off the slime, only to be caught and picked up by Luciel.
“Don’t worry~. That’s… my pet. It won’t hurt you.” Luciel coos, wondering if she should use that as the story of her new companions.
“Y-you sure? It won’t pull me into it and drain me of mana?” Jaria asks, worried and clinging tightly to Luciel.
“Completely sure. It follows all I say.” Luciel replies with a smile, patting the slime with a free hand as she does, the slime replying with a light wiggle. “Now just rest, ok? I think the leader is coming back soon. So keep quiet and let me handle it~” She adds with a smile, gently putting Jaria back on the slime.
The two girls continue conversing, Luciel letting Jaria know that she can talk to slimes and have them follow her, even showing the overly inquisitive and quite cute girl the act of drawing a slime from her body, unable to keep her secret. Jaria was surprisingly accepting, though, adapting to the situation and possibly half slime savior with frightening ease. The whole scene made Luciel wonder what kind of life the young mage as Jaria spoke rather generally about herself, starting to enjoy the comfort of the slime she is laying on.
 
 
A loud yell broke their somewhat cheerful conversation as the leader returned, calling for his friends to get their cocks out of the girl to help unload the cart. Luciel asked Jaria to keep quiet, and the slime to protect her, before exiting the tent. The leader notices her and a scowl appears on his face. “You…. You should be dead, you little shit!” He yells “Where are the boys?”
“Don’t worry, they are still alive. I still have to pay back what you did to me, after all.” Luciel replies, watching the leader draw his sword.
“What can you do? I already know you are here, some rogue you are, facing me head on like that.”
“About that, I think I’ll go for a class change. It is much more fun watching the fear on your enemies face, after all~” Luciel replies with a laugh, walking closer and closer with a grin.
“Fear? You? What can a weak girl who took out my boys with a surprise attack do to me?” He laughs in reply.
 
 
Luciel sighed, shaking her head at his foolishness, before simply saying “This” Throwing a glob of slime at his face and 2 slimes beside him before charging in with surprising speed. He ducks down to dodge the thrown object, trusting his sword forward and feeling it sink into the girl’s stomach. “What fear?” He mocked, twisting the blade as he looked at her face. His eyes widened in surprise as the girl grinned, completely ignoring the wound that would down most people, gripping the blade with her hand and seeming to melt it off the handle. “This fear~” Luciel replies, as the two slimes grab his arms and pull them out, the piece of metal still in her body sliding out harmlessly and clanging against the ground. With a swing of her arm, he cries out in pain as his arm gets broken. His cries ring out through the camp as Luciel breaks all his limbs, deciding to melt off his offending member as well and scar his pretty face with acid before binding him with slimes. With her anger taken care of, Luciel decides to return to Jaria.
 
 
Luciel was taken by surprise as Jaria jumped at her, hugging the bigger girl in joy “Welcome back”. Luciel let out a chuckle as she patted the girl on the head. “Come, let’s return to town. I’m sure we can turn in a bounty after what those scum did.” Luciel says, drawing the big slime bed into her body as she holds onto Jaria, nodding in agreement. The two went on the path, Luciel’s slimes dragging the bandits along as they did, Jaria already speaking of plans of working with her savior and the first “Slime tamer”.