Moving more from reflex than conscious thought, you spring to the side, out of the way of the cum-lady. Unfortunately, you seem to have forgotten a crucial detail: the floor is tile, and your feet are doused in slippery, slimy pussy juice. As you land, you slip on the tile, twist, fall, and land flat on your back. The pain in your tailbone makes you wince, and though it doesn’t feel you’ve broken anything, the impact has left you dazed and vulnerable. You try to scramble back to your feet, but the cum-lady already caught you. She throws herself upon as you lay prone on the floor, pinning you beneath her warm, sticky weight. You try to break free, but her body is denser and more cohesive than you had anticipated, far denser than any woman’s ejaculation ought to be.
The cum-lady smiles. “Accept me. Let me soak you from head to toe. You’ve always been curious about me... haven’t you?”
The monster wraps your squirming body in her embrace. Her fluids drench your clothes and coat your skin as she grinds her huge, translucent breasts against you. It feels like floating in a hot-tub full of living water. You blush and feebly try to dig yourself loose from the syrupy mire, but all your struggles do is make the cum-lady jiggle like a water-bed. Her scent is over-whelming now, flooding your nostrils and making you pant and blush as she rocks her wet, gelatinous body against you. You try to breathe an objection, but it comes out as a dazed moan. The cum-lady leans forward to kiss you, and leaves a warm lip-print of cum on your cheek. Her second kiss catches you on the mouth, bathing your tongue with her flavor. The woman’s juice tastes salty and sweet, and leave you with an odd aftertaste, vaguely like citrus. It’s a flavor you can’t quite understand yet, and you’re a little glad when she gives you another kiss and another chance to taste her. Your will fades as the cum-lady buries you in a fountain of kisses. With each kiss, you swallow a bit more of her, until your belly is filled to the brim with cum. Each movement makes your stomach slosh, but the cum-lady barely seems to have decreased in size.
Drunk off her juices and too heavy to move, you lay limp with a dazed smile as the cum-lady’s fluid fingers slip under your skirt and stroke the crotch of your panties. Her fluid body allows her to soak straight through the fabric and grace your womanhood with her warm, wet touch as if the fabric wasn’t even there. Your ability to resist is dissolved by your pleasure, and you surrender to your fate, fondled, kissed and fingered by the cum-lady. After a few minutes, you cry out in climax, and your loins squirt a shot of juice, immediately absorbed to join the rest of the cum-lady’s mass.
Satisfied with the pleasure she has brought you, the cum-lady engulfs you in her slimy mass and traps you inside her translucent belly. You try, briefly, to break free, but the liquid pressure of the juice you are submerged in keeps you pressed into a fetal position. Exhausted and deprived of breath, you suffocate and gently slip out of consciousness. As the cum-lady’s belly churns around you, your body dissolves in the cum you are soaking in, bones and all. You have been reduced to pussy-juice in the cum-lady’s body.
END.
