Jack was still horny and still in the hall. The candles on the wall were slowly dying, and a deep, bone-chilling draft slithered across the wooden floorboards. He hopped to Aria's door. Ready to slip inside, but a sound stopped him. A familiar sound. The sound of a woman pleasuring herself.
"In the hall?" he said to himself.
He followed the sound, passing doors that held sleeping travelers or silent, empty rooms. The soft gasps led him to the end of the hall. A figure was sitting down, her ears on the door, her hand in her own underwear.
It was Amelia.
Her shirt was raised slightly and her breasts were in view. Her hips were shaking and she let out a high-pitched whimper. She was eavesdropping on the couple inside the room while touching herself. With each creak of the bed and the soft cries coming from within, her movements grew more frantic, her other hand gripping the doorframe for support.
"Harder..."
It was Amelia's whisper, not one of the occupants. Her fantasy was feeding off theirs.
She didn't even notice Jack standing next to her. So he did what a slime would do. He touched her shoulder.
"You'll flood the inn with your juices," Jack whispered.
Amelia jumped up, her eyes wide with panic. She covered her mouth and looked at the door. The creaking stopped. She had alerted the couple.
Realizing her error, she quickly grabed Jack and entered one of the unoccupied rooms. She dropped the slime on the bed and then collapsed onto the floor.
"They didn't hear, right?" Amelia asked.
"Probably not, the guy looked to busy to notice a hurricane." Jack said.
Jack took this opportunity to check her stats.
[Amelia Bede, Level 5 Human]
[HP: 25/25]
[Mana: 5/5]
Nothing really stood out from her stats or skills.
"Do you perv on every couple here?" Jack teased, wiggling his slimy form on the bed.
"It's not perving... it's research," she stammered, her face a beetroot red. "And you're a demon you can't judge me," she added, pointing a shaky finger at him.
Jack laughed, a wobbly jiggling that almost made him fall off the bed.
"Alright I'll keep it a secret for a small price," he said.
Amelia covered her breasts, sort of, her nipples were still peeking out between her fingers.
"And what's the price?" she whispered, her breath catching. A strange mix of fear and excitement in her eyes.
The slime pointed to her hand.
"A hand holding session. Skin on slime."
Her mouth widened and she blinked dumbfoundly. "You don't want my body? For a... reward?" she asked.
"My dear girl, I the slime demon only feed on the hands of innocent maidens like yourself," Jack said in a dramatic and yet very unconvincing evil demon accent. "Now hold me before I become evil."
Amelia found it funny that the slime spoke like a low-budget theatre actor. With a sigh, she removed her glove.
Her bare skin touched Jack and a jolt, not of sin or power, but of warmth pulsed between them.
Handholding points were being gained: 10 per minute. And with this girl's high libido, 15 per minute. Because the system stated it considered extreme emotions and thoughts as bonuses.
"Umm are you sure this is what you want?" She asked, moving her index finger in a circular motion.
"More than all the wine slimes in the world," Jack replied.
Suddenly she stopped. Her arms crossed, and with a serious tone, she asked, "Let's have sex then. I heard rumors aboutslime tentacles." Her brazen offer caught him completely off guard. Here he was, aiming for a few measly points, and this half-asleep innkeeper was proposing a full-blown union.
"That's not..." he stammered.
He wasn't getting points fast enough. It seems he needed to commit adulterous handholding for big points again. So he nodded. Maybe it was the residual lust from watching Jeanne that made him say yes. Or maybe it was just the fact he was an immoral, self indulgent, reincarnated slime that did what he wanted.
Without a moment's hesitation, Amelia stood up. Her unbuttoned shirt revealing her soft milky mounds. She laid on the bed and gestured for him to come closer.
Then he hopped on her delicious feminine curves. He fondled them using a small tentacle and to his surprise they jiggled just right. Jack then made more of them, two in total, and started to play with both of her nipples.
"Aah~" she gasped, her back arching.
Her skin tasted of salt and lavender perfume. Her inverted nipples popped out after a bit of prodding.
"You're so cute when you gasp."
He continued to tease and circle. Her moans started to get loader. Soon she would wake the whole town. To prevent that, Jack paused.
"Get on your stomach," he squeaked.
She rolled onto her stomach, her cute little butt wiggling invitingly. Jack was kneading her butt and spanking it using his tentacles.
"What about my reward?" Amelia whined, a pout forming on her lips even as her hips pushed back against his appendage.
"Greedy girl." He chuckled.
Finally he opened her thighs, her cunt on full display. It was a bit messy, her previous session had left her a bit wet. She had a bit of hair down there, shaped like a small flame.
"It's cute," he said.
Blushing, Amelia tried to close her legs, but he was faster. He flicked her bean with one tentacle while teasing her entrance with another.
"Stop teasing please... I can't wait."
A small puddle of juice stained the bed.
His tentacle turned rounder and he penetrated her.
"Haa~" Amelia let out a high-pitched moan. Her walls tightened around him. He could feel her muscles contract and relax.
She moved with a natural, urgent rhythm, her body instinctively knowing what it wanted. Jack pounded her as she raised her ass to him.
He pressed against that magical rough spot inside her, her 'G-spot'. Amelia let out a strangled cry, her hands fisting the sheets, her knuckles white.
"Nnnh~" Her body started shaking.
He felt her clamp down on him, her orgasm sending a wave of warmth through the tentacle. Even his tentacle bulged from the pleasure.
The sound of squelching filled the room. Then another tentacle appeared. He pushed it inside her alongside the other one. Stretching her. Her whimpers of protest turned into moans of pleasure.
"Oh...Fuuck~" she wailed, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
Her knees buckled and she collapsed onto the bed. He didn't stop. He kept pumping, stretching and hitting the right spot at a different angle with each one.
"I don't... care for the church anymore. I want... a slime baby... a monster baby." she said deliriously.
Her entire body convulsed violently. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she reached her climax. Jack felt her walls spasm around both his tentacles and he reached his own peak. He spilled his load into her, strings of blue sticky fluid mixing with her juices. He watched as their juices flowed out of her. It was messy. It was beautiful.
"She can't actually get pregnant right?" He asked the system.
[Probability of slime-human hybrid is incredibly small. No record of it.]
Relieved.
Jack left the unconscious innkeeper and went to Aria for his sleepover. He had enough of sleeping in a bag.