Drop Dead Diva
 
Naked, his hands and feet bound, he is coming to, rediscovering his own basement. Vinyl sleeves wrap around him from behind, with a smooth, plush, creaking embrace as he's held tightly into a supple chest in a moto jacket, knee boots sliding pvc over his ankles. Her body arched over his, wrapped around, as her pelvis presses against his lower back with a wet spot through her jeans. His stammering cut short by the voice of his girlfriend, aroused and gentle. "I know what you did in the park a couple weeks ago." She licks deep into his ear, then continues, "A woman disappears, with her wallet and raincoat being all that's found, apart from some portions of cum that weren't washed away by the rain. Don't worry, I won't say anything; I won't be able say anything at all if I get my way. Now what could I want after finding out about this fatal mishap?"
 
She slowly glides her slick right sleeve over his chest until her hand holds his already twitching member, her thumb fiddling with the hole at the tip. Then while clutching him even tighter with her left arm and slowly finessing his member, she asserts "I want you to break me! I'll fuck you from the inside while you fuck my insides out, until what's left of me fucking explodes over every nearby surface!" Finally mustering some words while under pressure and arousal, he tries reason, "W-Wait, we've been together for a year! You want to be melted into cum?!" She then teases any reason, "Well, we've had such a rough patch, and after finding out you could do 'that' to people, I figured instead of breaking up with you, I'd break down in you!" Audibly aroused, he can hardly get out a "B-but--", before she begins to tauntingly quote him with "Oh but wouldn't you love to hear this 'overly sassy', 'condescending', 'annoying' voice's moans dissolve into gurgles?"
 
Unlatching from him, she walks infront of him, aiming to really tease his arousal. She pulls her arms slightly into her sleeves, dangling the ends side to side, zippers clacking, her eyes rolling up, knees slowly bending to give the illusion of sinking, and then she shouts "I'M MEELLLLTIiinnng!" Having finished the performance she looks to the 'member' of the crowd. "My my, that sure got a rise, just look at it grow! It's leaking more than most people climax!" While warming to the thought of her warmth passing through him twice, he thinks "Wait,... if you're a smear, who's going to untie me?!" As she's grabbing her shoulders and scrunching the noisy vinyl, heated by the moment, she states "I told a friend to come by,... sometime in a couple days." Reflexedly he nearly shouts "A couple days?!" She gets a maniacal look as she states "I want you to stew in my melted body as I drip from the ceiling! You know what to do if you get thirsty or hungry during that time.~", not missing a beat with rubbing her jacket.
 
Oddly curious, he asks her "Why haven't you done it already?" She then crawls up to him on all fours, "Because,..." she pauses as she brings herself over him, wrapping arms around him from the front this time, legs at both sides of his cock as she pins him on his back, before resuming with sass, "I wanted to tease you one last time and make sure you're awake for every moment. A more personal touch than just giving you a soaking wet dream before embracing you with the warmth of what's left." Warming up to the idea, he states with a sassy smile and tone, "You seem awfully accepting of the fact you're going to die gargling melted lung as your brain pours out your eye sockets." Upon hearing this she instantly clutches him hard, her eyes shoot up, and her pelvis jerks, wettening the spot of her jeans as she cums, followed by a cum drunk "Oh fuck me, YES!"
 
Her arousal was followed by surprise as she felt something akin to a throbbing thigh moistening her legs, almost a gallon of precum soaking her calves. She felt it up and down with her legs to measure it, soaking her jeans with what would be left, savoring the warmth she'd soon feel. "So this tool's doing the dirty deed? Kinda figured it'd be bigger. Will I even fit?" she jeered, getting a rise from him in more ways than one. He sassily boisters, "Hah! Question is, how long are you even gonna last before I can't tell you from what's soaking your jeans?"
 
Getting a deviously creative grin, she replies "Good point, I'll have to plan ahead how I'll tease you when time's literally melting away for me! I've an acting degree, so I can give you a wonderful range of emotion before going to dead-as-a-pan puddle." Looking off into the distance she strokes his rod between her legs while adding "And then there's the question of my final words, or what could count as my final words! Would my jizz-logged jacket splatting down count? What about indistinguishable gurgles? Maybe a whispy, frothing sigh as I exhale my last. Lung bubbles perhaps?"
 
Her efforts to get him going are very successful, as he begins squirming under her, barely able to relay to her "I-if this keeps up, t-the train's gonna leave without you in it!" She can't help but laugh, returning her gaze deep into his eyes "Heh, I just want a preview is all. I'm not sure if I'll get an out of 'blobby' experience as my liquified remains spew out, or if my very consciousness liquifies, so I may as well enjoy a demo of my final appearance! Besides,..." she moves her head beside his and whispers "I want my body melted into your memory as it overwhelms your senses. You'll always remember me even as another bitch-stain spills out your cock."
 
Just hearing this, he arrives, shooting abnormal amounts, gobs of jizz shooting up before landing on her jeans and boots. Looking back, she sees a gallon at least, pouring down her lower half, and arrives again herself. After a few moments to regain composure, she pulls loose her left arm from him, pulls her left leg up, then looses the knee boot before dangling the cum-soaked footwear beside him and giving a short, melodramatic performance. Eyes shooting to the boot and putting emotion into her expression, "My boots are floating? Wait, where are my feet? THEY MELTED?! AHHHHHHHH!!"
 
Feeling the overcoming effect of having arrived, he reels in place under her, even more sensitive to her recent tease. "Hoo boy, that drained me good. You sure you don't want to wait and say some goodbyes before you really are pouring out of those boots? Maybe give me some time to--" Rather bluntly she interjects "Oh please, I already tested those waters. I went unplugged on everything for a week and nobody cared.", as she put her boot back on, an audible squelch as she steps into her fate. Barely giving him time to recover his breath, she makes her move "Here, I'll take the first step!" she says, peppier than ever.
 
Moving up over him, her chest is over his face as she looks ahead, wrapping around his head and pressing it into her vinyl bosom while bringing her left leg up beside them, and pushing the still hard shaft up and to her left with the other leg, she feels around with her boot for the tip, then the slit, causing muffled moans from him before eventually finding the goal, and turning his moan into a quieted shout, as she shoots her foot into the hole full force. *SQUUORSHLK* "FUH-HUCK!!" shot out her mouth as fresh cum shot up her ankle from the foot end being pressed up by the sack, as the teasing had only exacerbated his voracious loins, her marinaded foot not standing a chance in his balls. After turning his head to catch some air, and between his heavy breathing, overloaded by the sensation of nearly a whole leg inside his cock, he manages "Last chance,... before... you can't tell... your foot... from your head... anymore!", just to get another variation of the same type of response, as her sassy sexual aggression is barely muddled with the arousal of beginning to melt.
 
"How's this for your answer?" she states before using the visible portion of left thigh as a guideline for her right leg,... *SCHLUORPT*, shooting it in just as hard, making him jerk as he loudly moans. "OH GAHHH!!" She exclaims, merely the beginning of the process being more arousing than their best orgasms together, the next foot meeting the same fate up the front of her shin. After all her teasing, the rod latches, jerking her down his front close to eye level. Seeing one last chance, she makes out with him, before being tugged down again by the phallus, now looking up at him, a string of saliva still connecting them. As he was looking down at her, the last of her about to disappear into the shaft, she said slyly, "No matter how much you clean my aftermath from the floor,... the walls,... the ceiling,... yourself,...", being promptly interrupted with a *SHLIRK* as the balls heave her even deeper, the slit pulling over her waist, a big blurt of precum squirting around her. "You'll always be stained by me!" she finished, his last image of her face being a maniacal, aroused mess, one of her soaked bangs hiding an eye while pouring precum down her face, her knees slipping into a bend against the tight, slimey walls, much of her forelegs smearing away into the bottom of the boots before they're bent aside at the knees.
 
The shining lubricant did its work, as she slips right in with one more pull, planting her ass into the sack, onto her boots, the splashed contents blowing her knees away. Not missing a beat, she moves to entertain, even as her nerve endings are screaming with arousal. "Hold on, no! My legs!" she feigns with a frantic look around, before scrambling at where the entrance was. "Please! Let me out! I DON'T WANNA MELLLT!" She spouted, coiling from arousal after her fingertips smeared onto the fleshy, dripping roof. Taking a moment to compose herself, she was more aroused by her own performance than he was, even as he tensed and writhed to the act and feeling of her liquifying limbs. She smeared the last of her fingers across the breast of her jacket and between her legs, her marinated lower half well underway as her right fingers and palm made it through the viscous white coating her pelvis, a mixture of melting skin and jeans.
 
Still finding her wit even as it's well on its way to pouring down her chest, "I don't-- HNF!!" comes out, before briefly interrupted by the arousal of most of her right palm dissolving in her squirt, followed with "--have a leg to stand on, ha ha!", her thighs hard to tell from the rest of the mess. She then took herself by the groin, her left hand now mostly stringy streaks trailing down her front, connected to a stub, before she jams it and the other in the hole, ramming away until she's sliding shortening forearms through her sleeves over her melting hole. One more blast blew it wide open, a gush that's more-so melted hole than squirt blasting around, between, and then away, her sleeves. A gutteral deep groan escapes her, her lower half gone, but still felt.
 
Carrying on with the act, holding up her flattened, dangling sleeve ends, nothing to hold them up anymore, she feigns a sorrowful, quivering voice, drowned in real arousal, "My body, my hopes, my dreams! Like the cum pouring from my sleeves! Everything's melting away from me!", dangling the sleeves with a very genuine "I AM MEEELLLLTIIING-UH!!" She was almost too aroused by herself to notice him twitching from the act, having a bit more time to recover, her upper body at least wearing something and not pre-soaked in anything more then precum. "Everything... is cumming!" she says, breathlessly panting in the sultry musk of voracious cum and hot PVC. "At least... my degree was good for... something!" escapes as she eroticly stares, hypnotized by her shortening sleeves, listenning to the zips jingle as streams of her melting arms escape.
 
She's motivated to get him off once more before she's offed, as she feels her ears dripping down her head. Getting enough together to blast out her last "Wait, WHAT AM I DOING?! I'M ALMOST NOTHING!! I REGRET EVERYTHING!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooOOOoooooo...", her head whitening into a smooth orb with a face the whole while, before she can't even hold the guise with her 'no', and defaults to an elated earhole-to-earhole, toothy smile before her very teeth melt out and pour down her chin as it droops lower, opening a slimy, white cavern. Her eyes whitened orbs, supposedly pointed skyward before the cranium roof collapses and melted skull and brain pour through the holes of her face like somebody pouring yogurt through a mask, audibly tapping the rubber over her breasts before the facade collapses and trickles down her chest, leaving a bubbling neck stub and cum-soaked moto jacket collar and shoulders. Her shoulders and their flaps sag lower and lower, her shoulders narrowing as the rest of her chest barely holds together inside the jacket, quickly fading under the cum pouring down inside from her head, a candle melting at both ends, creaking as her thorax slowly gives way, a good deal of bosom to make it through.
 
A vinyl jacket creaking and folding atop a sassy stain, the deed is dead-done, with a sack full of melted sass, he rolls about in pleasure, his dick swinging hard to his right before starting to release, steadying himself by arching almost like into a suplex, he straightens, but just as a large stream sprays, big enough to carry both her boots in it. The boots flew about, spraying what was probably a hint of foot, maybe breast, now indistinguishable jizz, before one hit the wall to his right, spewing most of what was inside over the basement bricks, the other coming out mid straighten, launched left and rolling across the cement floor, trickles streaming out. His next blast shot hard into the ceiling, splashing melted ass across the room, especially making cum warmer than a human body rain over him, washing her squirts away with melted body. One next large plume sends her still-zipped jacket free, squeaking as belt and zippers clack, planting it onto the ceiling, stuck from its previous host, the mirror-like black barely peeking through a layer of sperm.
 
As his cock was working the rest of her,... it, out, a few globs with just enough oomph to catch air, her jacket slowly sagged and creaked downward, eventually loose from the dissolved occupant, noisily flopping down onto her boyfriend's face with a splat, one final tease from somebody literally plastered over all six surfaces of the room. After his rod was done twitching, he shook the jacket off his face, and then rested his the side of his head on it's chest as she still dripped down around him from the rafters. "I'm never getting the sound of you out of my head." he said, before he started kissing, licking, and sucking her plastered body off the jacket's heart-shaped zipper.