What a Way to Start the Weekend
 
 
The end of the week! Sarah had made it! Work had piled up again... again, but in a "radical" move she had managed to stay ahead of her boss's excessive perfectionism and micro-managing by working later than usual each day. Turning what should have been a strenuous 40 hours into an utterly exhausting 50. This was all the more important to Sarah, as the load she was dealing with had begun to back up enough that her boss was threatening to eat into her saturdays:
 
 
"If you can't finish 5 days worth of work in 5 days, then you'll need to use a sixth" Sarah cringed as she recalled the nasally voice of Mrs Blanc, whose occasional shrill notes etched themselves in Sarah's head. The way she would lean in just close enough over Sarah's shoulder that Sarah could feel Mrs Blanc's breath run up the tips of her hairs or would stare just long enough to concern Sarah even when she had done nothing wrong, aggravated her immensely.
 
 
And, quite possibly the most irritating part, how she refused to respond to anything other than "Mrs Blanc" as if she were a grade school teacher and not a 45 year old woman managing a bunch of 20-somethings. Acting like her marriage was so perfect that she needed a title.
 
 
With the busy season that had led to this particular wave of nonsense coming to a close soon, life would return to a much more manageable schedule, but for now she had earned a couple days of proper relaxation. At least, hopefully relaxing enough to carry her through the next week or so.
 
 
But none of that mattered now, the weekend was hers!
 
 
With a pep in her step, she walked briskly out of the office. Quick enough, should sHaRoN (Mrs Blanc) want to ask something else of Sarah, she’d be out of the building, but not so fast that she’d appear eager to get away from her job.
 
 
Her journey home was pretty standard for big city living, a bus and a train with a just lengthy enough transition in between that she’d feel awkward standing around waiting for the latter. However it was in this awkward period that she actually got a chance to appreciate the world around her.
 
 
It was still a relatively recent development in the grand scheme of history, but about a dozen decades ago the world had been introduced to the idea of magic as a reality. Or more specifically, a number of magical species introduced themselves to humanity.
 
 
From Sarah’s seat at the station she could immediately see 2 families of elves. One a more Tolkien-esque, human sized trio with lithe bodies and eyes that ranged from golden brown, in the child, to shimmering silver in both parents. By comparison, the other family could almost be compared to pixies. Roughly 12 to 18 inches tall, childlike eyes that took up a larger portion of their heads than most humanoid species, that could also take on any number of colours depending on their mood and beautifully glittering wings comparable to the most wonderful of butterflies.
 
 
The fact that these 2 groups apparently shared a common ancestor was still shocking to Sarah. However neither would relent on what they should be called as separate species and as such were referred to as either “Winged” or “Non-Winged” to be as politically correct as possible.
 
 
Beings from European folklore weren’t the only ones to reveal themselves, as Sarah could also see a naga (from India), who regularly took the same train as her as well as a woman with an incredibly long neck whom Sarah believed was from Japan, probably on holiday.
 
 
The introduction of magic into society as a solution to common problems stunted technology quite a bit. While it didn’t completely stop or even regress such advancement, changes to everyday devices slowed to a crawl. The simple gems they brought over could power amazing magical items, but couldn’t interface with the modern tech that was so baked into our world.
 
 
A number of older folks were pretty happy that the gadgets their grandchildren were using stopped advancing at such a rate they could never keep up. They were, however, also the same people who pushed back the most against the general immigration of all these new peoples.
 
 
They too in time were swayed as the “Magical Council” that led the merging of the 2 societies made some important promises regarding the safety of everybody going into this new era. The 2 most important of these were designed to control who could cross onto our plane:
 
 
1. Only sentient beings would be allowed to cross. No creatures that could go feral would be allowed through. This would be policed by The Magic Council and their representatives.
2. Even with that rule in place, beings that could not properly integrate with human society for any reason other than intelligence would also be restricted in their access.
 
 
For the most part this limited the number of larger species such as giants and cyclopes. Who were mostly only brought over on work visas to help with large scale construction projects.
 
 
On the other hand, it did not limit the East-Asian dragon (she couldn’t tell if it was Chinese or Japanese) that was currently flying by Sarah’s window. Its looming head peered in inquisitively then laughed at the sight of Sarah’s startled face before its serpentine body darted off into the rich purples that were swallowing the sky.
 
 
Outside of that little adventure, Sarah’s return to her flat was relatively mundane. Both the bus that took her to the train station and the train that took her the rest of the way home were annoyingly and expectedly late. Home was just a short walk from the station, along a few streets with cracks and the occasional pothole, because even with magic, bureaucracy got in the way of local infrastructure.
 
 
To Sarah, home was a dinky little 2-bed flat that was simultaneously a step up and step down in quality from her life as a university student. Down, because of the extended distance from work rather than getting to live on or next to campus, as well as the responsibility of regular upkeep that was now placed upon her instead of campus staff. Up, because of the flatmate in the bedroom next to hers.
 
 
Bella was just a year older than Sarah, but to Sarah it appeared like she had her life completely sorted. A fulfilling job working as a primary school teacher, with a lovely class that she would always brag about, as well as a boss that wasn’t constantly trying to hover over her shoulder. Bella also had much of the routine of the day to day down to a science, finding time to regularly go to the gym, go to parties and keep up with her main hobbies of music and film.
 
 
It wasn’t uncommon for Sarah to come home and find Bella absentmindedly marking her students’ work while laughing her head off at some incredibly campy, outdated 1980s flick or crying at the latest art house piece that generally left Sarah bewildered. Bella was also somehow capable of listening to the most random set of songs one after another. One particular evening, Sarah came in to Bella dancing to the latest Synth Pop followed shortly by headbanging to the grimiest Metal Sarah had heard and then softly singing along to an old folksy ballad. According to Bella that last track was sung by a long forgotten German actress from the 1970s. How Bella found all of this out or even just the songs themselves stunned Sarah to no end.
 
 
Bella’s charms didn’t end there for Sarah though. Over the course of the roughly 8 months that they had been living together, ever since they found one another on an flat-renting site, Sarah had become truly enamoured with many of the little details that made up Bella. From the way Bella would always close her eyes when she laughed, even the smallest giggle, to the way she cooked like she was on a tv show, muttering silly innuendos under her breath.
 
 
The last thing, or rather, few things about Bella that had caught Sarah’s attention was Bella’s body. Skin that looks gently sunkissed even in the middle of Winter, despite her denying any Latine or Mediterranean heritage. Mid-length dirty blonde hair done in a bob to frame her face but show off enough of her neck and shoulders. As well as curves that jiggled just a little bit more than you’d expect whenever she danced to her favourite music, currently Vampire-House. In these moments Sarah often found herself stealing glances, that would turn into the occasional meandering gaze when she felt more intrepid or even an outright leer should alcohol become involved. That extra jiggle apparently came from the fact Bella is a half-slime person.
 
 
Having parents that are one human and one magical person was pretty rare. Most species tended to stay amongst themselves, much to the chagrin of many internet dwellers. Slime people were particularly interesting, while normally as bare as a jelly mold barbie doll, are capable of displacing their own mass to create new body parts. On a basic level this could mean extra arms and legs, but more complex biology could be recreated such as mouths, eyes and even sexual organs. Many adult slime people were apparently even able to reproduce the necessary parts for procreation with other species.
Since slime people could swap between genders, Sarah wasn’t certain who technically mothered and who fathered Bella. However, it was one of the few things that Bella liked to keep secret simply quipping “I have 2 loving parents”, leaving Sarah to wonder. The one thing she did know about Bella’s parents was that one was a green slime. It was obvious from the brilliant emerald colour of Bella’s eyes, that no human could naturally have. Eyes that would drink you up and caught the romantic attention of a number of people, including Sarah.
 
 
The journey home had sapped Sarah of her remaining energy leaving her to trudge up the 3 flights of stairs to the flat. Night had fully fallen and the only light that was illuminating her attempts to open the door to her flat were from street lamps outside. Because of course, the motion detectors connected to the lights in the hallway were on the fritz again...
 
 
Suddenly, without the key quite in yet, the door swings open and Sarah is greeted by the warm smile of her flatmate.
 
 
“Well, hello there stranger!” Bella beams through her grin, “It feels like I’ve barely seen you all week. How are you?”
“I’m ok, just tired. Long week.” Sarah responds, offering her own meek smile.
“Hmmm? I think I might have just the thing for that” Bella laughed, gently pulling Sarah inside.
“How about one of my patently amazing massages?” continued Bella, “I’ve made some recent improvements, also, I’m not taking no for an answer. You need to relax.”
“Well, if I can’t say no, I won’t. Not like I have enough energy to resist right now.” Sarah happily conceded.
 
 
Bella led Sarah into their shared flat, replacing the soft twinkling of a piano with some warm and lively Soul music as they passed by, directing Sarah to the sofa. This wasn’t the first massage she had received from Bella, who was actually quite happy to be physically affectionate with many of her friends. Affection mostly expressed through hugs and kisses on the cheek though, so a massage felt a tad more special. Still, Sarah worried she only got these semi-regularly because they lived together.
 
 
“First things first, take your clothes off.” Bella calmly commanded.
"Is that necessary from the get go? Can't we start a little slower?" Sarah queried "I've only just got back"
"After the week you've had we need to get you as relaxed as possible, as soon as possible! And do you really want to stick around in your stuffy work clothes for a second longer?" chided Bella.
 
 
Relenting, Sarah began taking off the jacket, shirt and shirt she’d been wearing since 7am, only to notice Bella doing the same.
 
 
“Uhhh... what are you doing?” Sarah asked
"I told you, I've made some improvements" Bella giggled, removing her striped top "Now get rid of those tights, your underwear and sit that way" instructing Sarah to sit along the sofa.
 
 
Continuing to trust her friend Sarah did as she was told, though she was worried about the next level of intimacy they were about to experience. Behind her she heard Bella get up and move to another room and come back a moment later. She dared not turn around and see Bella naked. Not that she didn't want to, or hadn't seen glimpses when one another may have forgotten to bring a towel to the bath. There was just something different about this moment in which they had both decided to strip.
 
 
"Needed to grab some oil," Bella noted as she sat behind Sarah. Bella popped the cap and began to pour the sticky liquid over Sarah’s shoulders, allowing some of it to drip down her back.
“We’re going to start at the bottom and work our way up” she continued “so I’m gonna need you to lean forward”. Sarah complied, leaning far enough for Bella to have easy access to her lower back.
“I’m going to need you to lean a little bit further, if I’m going to really get down there” Bella added
“I don’t think that’s necessary.” Sarah responded, a little unsure of herself and the current situation “I’m not that tired or stressed and we’ve only done my back-”
“Ok, ok” Bella interrupted “But I’m pretty sure you’ll wish we had done it my way once we’re finished”
 
 
Bella then drizzled more oil down Sarah’s back, capped the bottle and began working the oil into Sarah’s skin. Once Sarah’s back was sufficiently covered, Bella focused on properly kneading the muscles in Sarah’s lower back, swapping between using her thumbs, the bottom of her palms and even her knuckles, depending on how tight the flesh under her hands felt. Noticing a new softness to Sarah’s breathing, she slowly made her way up Sarah’s back. Trickling more oil in places that had dried, Bella made sure to also massage Sarah’s sides, eliciting a light giggle from her.
 
 
“You’re going to have to lean back up, for the next bit” Whispered Bella, into Sarah’s ear
“Awwwmmm” Sarah simply moaned in annoyance, but, with overstated effort, did so.
 
 
Not entirely aware of how exhausted the week had made her or how effective Bella’s massage had been, Sarah basically fell backwards into Bella’s arms. Both women laughed at this and Bella wrapped her arms around Sarah, pulling her into a warm hug. It was this point Sarah remembered just how little clothing her friend was wearing. Rather than get embarrassed at this, Sarah had entirely warmed to this situation and in fact was beginning to embrace it, as much as she was embraced. She’d wanted something between Bella and herself for a while, so If things were happening, she wanted them to happen.
 
 
Recognising that Sarah was no longer on edge and was instead enjoying the moment, Bella decided to continue. Squeezing the 2 of them together and moving her arms just a little higher, Bella began to gently stroke Sarah’s chest, leaned her head forward and started kissing Sarah. Starting with Sarah’s shoulder Bella slowly moved upwards, her lips continuing the massage. She licked Sarah’s neckline, kissed her briefly on the cheek before nibbling on her ear, each action earning little hums and moans, letting her know just how well she was doing.
Finally Bella’s lust-inducing “assault” on Sarah had reached the top of her head, where she planted one more little kiss. A little peck on the back of her head that slowly spread as Bella opened more of her mouth. This wasn’t the first time Bella had turned a massage into her own silly game. She loved teasing Sarah as if she was going to actually eat her up, like a character from a fairy tale, but after everything Sarah had hoped for the massage to end a little differently. It was as she was thinking this that she noticed the crown of her head was beginning to feel oddly tight and just a little moist...
 
 
"Bella, what's happening?" Sarah queried, too tired to actually check or even open her eyes. She didn't get a response, or at least not one she expected. Instead the ring that had formed around her head inched down, with the top covering most of her forehead.
 
 
“Bella!” Sarah called, her anxieties beginning to creep back in, only to be questioned as Bella’s roaming hands gave her a gentle, reassuring squeeze. This new blend of emotions came together in Sarah’s mind as confusion. Too many questions rattling around her mind: Was Bella trying to eat her? Why was she doing that? How was she even able? Is this actually Bella? In the midst of which her assailant pushed forward, now making swift progress of Sarah’s face.
 
 
Her eyes now slipped into darkness, Sarah decided she needed to struggle. Lashing out was swiftly subdued though as her attacker was definitely stronger than she was and Sarah herself was still so drained after both work and the massage. Unable to really speak and with arms pinned, Sarah tried pushing off the sofa with her legs just to be met with a tapping on her side that once again left her bewildered as to what was happening. It took Sarah a moment, but she realised that the tapping was to the rhythm of one of her favourite songs. Was this actually Bella? Surely someone who had taken her place wouldn’t know, right?
 
 
With Sarah briefly not fighting back, Bella used this opportunity to properly reassure Sarah that things were going to plan. She started humming along to her tapping, even swaying her upper body, with Sarah’s head in it, to mimic a kind of dance. As Sarah continued to stay still, Bella took another swallow, moving down Sarah’s neck towards her shoulders.
 
 
“Way Be-Uh” the bulge in Bella’s neck moved, a peculiar sensation for her, but she was pretty sure that was Sarah trying to say “Wait Bella”. If it would help settle Sarah, Bella could take a moment to try and communicate.
 
 
"Uh hmm" she grunted, even less capable of speaking than Sarah, stopping for a second.
"What are you doing?" Sarah asked (translated)
"Hmm" Bella thought for a moment.
 
 
An idea struck quickly. Bella let Sarah's hands go, happy to find Sarah was also willing to try and talk. Bella then began to stroke and caress Sarah's stomach, sides and chest, soon rewarded with a happy squeak
 
 
"Wait!" Sarah shouted, or as much as she could, "this is part of the massage?"
"MmmmHmmm" Bella softly moaned in affirmation, continuing to touch and knead the parts of Sarah she could reach.
"But why? Isn't there a better way to do this that's less dangerous?" Sarah questioned
"Uh uh" Bella responded. Deciding to try and get Sarah fully on board, Bella wanted to Use a different tact.
 
 
Sarah was already bewildered and even a little scared and the latest bit of tapping and humming from Bella was not helping. It had an odd rhythm, but after a minute or so it changed and Sarah began to recognise it. Bella was trying to sing/play on Sarah's body, one of the few songs that Bella had shown her and that she'd really loved. A lovely Pop song with lots of fluttery synthesizers as well as plenty of piano and guitar, Sarah tried to remember the chorus, which Bella was currently “singing”.
 
 
"Please place your head next to mine. One day soon I know we'll be fine.
We just need to trust one another and drift here forever and ever.”
 
 
“So you want me to trust you?” Sarah asked. Almost immediately she received another big hug from Bella, who then went back to massaging Sarah and soon, swallowing. Now that she was properly on board she noticed that Bella was taking her time, slowly squeezing her into Bella's mouth, whilst also gently caressing Sarah's stomach and even thighs now that Bella had managed to fit Sarah's chest inside herself. Sarah also began to notice that she was enjoying this.
 
 
It certainly helped that Bella was still massaging her the normal way. Deft fingers helped to relax her as she went through the strangest moment of her life. Though she couldn’t deny that the rippling muscles of Bella’s throat along her stomach and arms, the gentle scraping of Bella’s teeth across her bottom and the cheekily wandering tongue weren’t doing anything for her. It was also pretty obvious from the moans surrounding her that Bella was thoroughly relishing this too. Around this point, Sarah found her head in a slightly less constrictive part of Bella, probably her stomach.
 
 
Sarah softly mewled as Bella mockingly chewed on her bottom, before cramming both cheeks into her mouth, firmly pushing Sarah’s shoulders into her belly. Bella adored this wonderful feeling of fullness, that she knew would only grow as more of Sarah slid into her. With only Sarah’s legs still outside of her, Bella wanted to properly take her time and appreciate the slow sinking of her friend inside of her, both as someone wanting to get closer to another, but also just a little bit as a predator enjoying their helpless prey.
 
 
Sarah was absolutely loving her part in this now. As more of her was drawn down Bella's throat and into her stomach Sarah felt like she was experiencing a full body massage like no other. With more of her finding its way there, deposited in Bella's steadily growing gut, she was surprised at how spacious it could be. It wasn't like it had ballooned out to give her lots of space, but it was far from the excruciating tightness she had imagined being compressed and squashed into a person's stomach would be.
Instead it was like an all-over hug, she felt embraced rather than trapped. As Bella’s belly stretched, light from outside began to softly illuminate Sarah’s surroundings. She noticed a green tint to Bella’s stomach lining, especially in some of the veins that would be a shade of blue or purple in a regular human. Then, as the last of her was approaching Bella’s mouth, she suddenly felt fingers wriggle across the bottoms of her feet.
 
 
She initially just wanted to do it as a little joke, but the feeling of Sarah shuddering with laughter all the way down her throat and into her distended gut was overwhelming for Bella. In an accidental reversal, she was now the one experiencing an irresistible massage, only for it to come from inside her. So that she wouldn’t lose control of herself and accidentally fall over or bite down on Sarah’s feet, she swallowed hard and fast. She revelled in the twin feelings of her throat slowly relaxing back to its normal size, while her stomach continued to grow. With Sarah now fully put away, she took a moment to appreciate the fact that she was effectively twice as large and heavy as normal, but still felt completely normal, even a little better.
 
 
Her own skin stretched over Sarah, just taut enough for Bella to tell how Sarah was orientated, she gave Sarah a hug, stroking Sarah’s head. In response Sarah started really stretching herself, almost like she was trying to hug Bella back, only to end up just squirming inside her soft, humid prison.
 
 
“Y’know, you tasted extra lovely with that vegetable oil” Bella hummed to herself, chastising Sarah’s wriggling with a tap on the head and a cute giggle.
“Eh? You rubbed vegetable oil all over me!?” Sarah asked in shock
“Yeah I couldn’t use something inedible like baby oil! I’m surprised you didn’t notice the smell” Bella laughed “I have ordered some edible massage oils though. Y’know, if you ever want to do this again.” she continued sheepishly.
“How were you even able to do this? Does it hurt?” Sarah queried
“First of all, it doesn’t hurt a bit. In fact, it feels absolutely lovely with you in there” Bella cooed, stroking her belly and Sarah. “How? You know I’m part slime person, right?”
“Yeah, but I didn’t think it meant you could do this!” Sarah exclaimed
Bella laughed “Well it does. An odd part about demi-slime people is that they mostly look like the other parent, while their slime half really affects their insides, making them extra flexible, in quite a few ways”
Sarah sat for a short moment before responding “Ok. Why did you eat me?”
Giving Sarah another squeeze, Bella replied “Because I wanted to get closer to you, a lot closer actually” A little stunned at this, Sarah remained silent, so Bella carried on “It’s been a little while now, but as we’ve spent more time together I began to notice things. Like the cute way you rush around in the morning when you’re worried you’re late, even though you never are. The way you always make time for my films and music, even if they’re just nonsense to you. The browns of your eyes that are as warm as a cup of cocoa and far sweeter. And just the fact that no-one else hugs me back the way you do.”
Bella briefly paused “Believe it or not, swallowing another is a huge sign of affection for slime people and usually reserved for just one person... Only for the one they love the most. Which, for me, is you. Is that ok?” she bashfully asked
Without even thinking Sarah pushed her arms out as much as possible, hoping Bella truly was as stretchy as she claimed, and wrapped her arms around Bella. It came across as a fleshy kind of glomp. “Of course it is!” she cried “I’m just a little surprised is all!”
Bella hugged her back “Well, I’m not” she laughed
“Huh?” was all Sarah could reply with
“You’re not the most subtle when it comes to checking out others.” Bella softly admonished “I have caught you a couple of times, I just liked it enough to let you go”
Shocked, Sarah didn’t say anything for a second “If you knew for so long, then why didn’t you just ask me out like a normal person?” she grumbled
“I was going to wait for the massage oils, but opportunity struck, so I did too” Bella laughed again “Y’know, I can hold you in there for a little while, but you will have to come out at some point.”
“Can I stay for a bit. It’s actually quite comfy and I’m still pretty spent” Sarah replied
“Just ‘a bit’” Bella repeated “I want to try a few other things with you over the weekend”
 
 
It would seem that Sarah’s crush was not quite so secret and was wholly reciprocated