Mood Slime Rogue The Cam Girl

This story is a joint project between myself and TheOutsiderOfLiterotica. Please check out his work and let us know if you want to see more chapters from this story. This is a separate story from my other Mood Slime series.

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The rain was coming down hard as Ariel ran towards her apartment building. She was anxious to get home and prepare for the fun evening ahead. Parked beside the curb was a delivery truck with its driver struggling with some packages. As Ariel approached her door, she heard him mumbling to himself, followed by a sudden profanity filled outburst.

"SHIT!" He shouted as a padded envelope slipped out of his hand. "God dammit!"

Ariel bit her lip to keep from laughing as she watched the delivery driver chase down the parcel to keep it from being swept away by the urban current. She smiled and shook her head, feeling a little guilt from enjoying the unfortunate moment. Stepping into the apartment building, Ariel paused from the decision she needed to make.

The elevator would get her to her home quicker. But taking the stairs would give her petite and beautiful body just a little more exercise. A body she took great care of, considering the large income her "side job" was providing. Her mind made up, Ariel placed her foot on the bottom step and ventured upwards.

The climb up was quick but she couldn't deny the burn in her legs. It made her feel sexy. Knowing such things kept her beautiful. But it also left her slightly wobbly and more anxious to enter her home. Halfway down the hall to her apartment, the elevator chimed and its brass doors yawned open. Stepping off the lift was the delivery driver, completely soaked from the rain.

"Hi Ariel." the man spoke aloud.

"Oh, hi Trevor!" she faked her excitement, realizing who it was. Someone who knew her in a way she wished he didn't.

"I'm glad I caught you here. Last time I left a package at your door, I think someone almost took it." he spoke.

" 'Someone' did take it, Trevor. After I reported it to management, they looked at the security footage." Ariel pointed at every device mounted along the hallway. "The cameras showed it was a person dressed as a delivery driver. Then a few days later, someone in plain clothes dropped my package at my door. But not before having opened it up. You wouldn't know anything about that, would you?"

"No, Miss." he said nervously while handing her the padded envelope, shaking in his grip.

"Trevor, why is my package all wet?" she already knew, fiddling with her keys to enter her home.

"I'm very sorry about that. I dropped it while getting out of the truck."

"Mmhmm." she hummed while taking the parcel and stepping into her apartment.

"I won't lie, I almost lost that thing. When it hit the street, it landed in a small stream of water running towards a drain. I'm glad I caught it before it fell into the sewer. Funny thing is as it approached the drain, the current or whatever slowed down. Almost as if the drain was starting to clog. It was even bubbling some and the water looked kinda' pink and goo-"

"Bye, Trevor." Ariel smiled and closed the door behind her.

"Finally, I was hoping this would arrive." Ariel said, placing the package down on a nearby table.

The redhead failed to notice the pink stain on it which soaked deeper into the package. After opening the padded envelope, she pulled out a small bottle of water-based lubricant and examined it for a moment. Then she opened the cap and let a small dabble of the viscous fluid drip onto her palm.

"Pink? I thought I ordered the clear?" She quickly looked through her phone to confirm the order. "Yeah, definitely a clear one. Fuck it; I don't think they'll mind." she concluded, bringing the lube to the bedroom and placing it at her computer desk. Then quickly ventured into the bathroom and washed her hands. When finished, she opened up her closet and spoke to herself "Okay, what will I be wearing tonight?"

Ariel began to look through her closet, trying to find the perfect outfit for the evening. She still had a couple of hours before the show started. She also had a new toy that she wanted to use: an Ohmibod vibrator. A simple neon pink, egg shaped vibrating sex toy with a small antenna, designed to react whenever someone tipped during the livestream. A lot of cam girls were successful with those types of cool devices and she was excited to try it during her cam show.

The bottle of pink lube sat on her desk as she looked through her clothing options. She couldn't deny her cam girl wardrobe was rather sexy. Each outfit she looked at made her tingle in all the right places. Making her hornier with each passing second. Ariel paid no attention to the lube at all as it began to bubble a little, reacting to her arousing mood.

Nearly each item of clothing on the special side of her closet stirred an adventurous memory. A pink top that she wore while trying to join a sorority in college. The hazing ritual required her to actually lick several sorority seniors to orgasm. Failure was instant denial. Success led to a lesbian gangbang with the accepted woman at the center of attention. That particular night, she truly came to appreciate a woman's touch. Changing her sexuality from straight to bisexual. Memories of that night made her toes curl into the bedroom carpet. Followed by a comedian's joke.

"Bisexuals. They're just greedy. I mean just pick a hole and stick with it." Ariel mumbled to herself with a giggle.

Still searching through her closet, Ariel came across a black latex outfit she'd worn to a fetish convention. During that particular time in her life, she just ended a bad relationship and developed a rather ugly disposition towards men. Even though she enjoyed fucking them. She somewhat enjoyed fucking WITH them more. And watching women dominate men made her nethers squishy. During the convention, she thoroughly enjoyed belittling several men while spanking or flogging any poor soul who approached her. The memory of that weekend caused Ariel's tiny hand to involuntarily grope her sex through her pants. The tube of lubricant laced with the mood slime, twitched and rocked on the desk without Ariel noticing.

Just after, Ariel came across something she used to wear during a brief relationship. It was a sluty school teacher outfit, which drove her fuck-buddy insane whenever they roleplayed that he was a disruptive schoolboy needing to be punished by the teacher. The memory of having a green apple shoved in her mouth while the guy fucked her senseless was making her wet. Ariel's fingers moved into her panties and lightly thumbed her clit while her fingertips teased her lips.

"Mmm, God that feels good." she purred, "Swear, I'm gonna' cum so much tonight."

Ariel was able to compose herself and continued searching through her closet. Hiding deep within was a superheroine attire. Something she only wore once and cosplay fucked some computer nerd beyond his imagination. It was he who taught her how to set up the livestream. She lied to him about the purpose, of course. Claiming it was for video gaming. But she couldn't deny the boy could have glowed up nicely if he tried. And because of that, she was able to see his "inner beauty". After that, it was real easy for her to take his virginity while fulfilling his fantasy. To her surprise, he wasn't a bad lay either.

"I wonder what that dork is up to these days?" Ariel pondered, seductively nibbling on her bottom lip. "Maybe he's watching me."

The petite redhead turned away from her closet and walked to her computer desk. Her setup consisted of dual monitors, a very expensive webcam, and a slightly above average cpu capable of handling almost anything she needed. From online grocery shopping. To recording her leaving a puddle of her own cum on her mattress. Somewhat knowledgeable of computers, she positioned herself in front of the webcam and started fondling her breasts under her shirt.

"Simon? Are you watching me, Simon? You naughty little pervert?" Ariel teased the deactivated webcam. "Have you been watching my shows?" her hand ventured into her panties again "Or have you just been watching me sleep in the nude? Mmmm, what I wouldn't give to wake up to some big dick fucking me to orgasm before my morning coffee. I want to cum for you, Simon. I want you to cum when I cum. Can you do that for me, you sexy nerd?"

Ariel was lost in her own lust. Closing her eyes and nibbling her bottom lip some more while her fingertips diddled her swelling pearl. She was getting close to orgasm. The small bottle of lube shook more and more until it fell off the computer desk. Crashing onto the plastic mat Ariel's computer chair was stationed upon. The noise made the redhead snap out of her sexual daze.

"Was I shaking the desk that hard?" Ariel questioned aloud "Whatever, I've got work to do."

The young woman placed the tube back upon her desk and returned to her closet. Eager to find something sexy to wear for the evening's event. Ariel's search began to feel less erotic and more of a chore. She wanted to enjoy herself tonight, trying out her new toy and making some money from it. But the fun would be spoiled if she wound up having to wear something too complicated to remove.

"Fuck it, let's go simple tonight," she said grabbing some comfy pants, pink socks, pink thong panties and a loose fitting purple tank top. "This should get everyone nice and hard," she said as she played with her nipples, getting them hard so they could be seen through the purple fabric. "Oh yeah, this will be easy to take off when the time comes," she said, rubbing her nipples a little more, surprised by how horny she was tonight.

The bottle of lube began to bubble a little more as well. Ariel didn't notice as the top popped open and small drips of the pink fluid began to slide down the outside of the bottle forming a small pool on her desk.

"Fuck, I gotta' save some for tonight," she said trying to calm herself down. "Okay, let's just make sure the makeup is good to go." she said heading to the bathroom without noticing the small mess on her desk.

Her time spent on makeup was long but precise. She applied rose gold blush to her cheeks with a slight glitter pattern of a flower just beneath both eye sockets. Her lipstick was bright pink, coincidentally matching her new toy and panties. Her eyeshadow matched the rose gold on her cheeks but added a black, triangular point to the outer edges.

The next project was her pixie cut hair. It was easy to manage, even though her bangs were much longer than normal for such a hairstyle. She arranged her red locks how she wanted. Intentionally straightening her bangs to flow over her right eye. Leaving the rest of her beautiful face easy to be seen. Content with her work, she carefully dressed herself in her evening clothes and returned to the living room.

She roughly had thirty minutes before it was time for the show and decided to watch some television. Turning on the tv, Ariel found herself watching something completely out of her norm.

"Doctor Stantz, please help explain exactly what the Mood Slime is, its history, and how it works." the news reporter requested.

Ariel quickly recognized the older gentleman as a founding member of The Ghostbusters. Information her younger, nerdier self, had suppressed quickly after hitting puberty. What followed captivated the young woman's attention. Learning about the original strain of Mood Slime. The effects of negative; then positive, emotions in proximity to the substance. Then the ultimate shock of the source of the Mood Slime Pandemic.

"All interesting information." the news reporter spoke "Lastly, could you please explain how the most recent strain of mood slime came into existence. The one that caused the pandemic."

Dr. Stantz sat in his chair, his mouth slightly agape. His skin began to blush, as if embarrassed to answer the very question.

"Well, it all started with an intern of ours." the good doctor responded uncomfortably "She was provided a sample of the original strain of Mood Slime and instructed to study its response to positive emotions and stimuli. So-much-so to think "outside the box" for the sake of science. Conducting such a study led to the curiosity of sexual stimuli and response. This created a new strain of Mood Slime that hyper focused on sexual emotions, rather than negative or positive emotions. Unfortunately, this new strain was not properly contained after this brief incident, and what followed was the rather embarrassing event that is now known as the Mood Slime Pandemic."

Ariel couldn't help but laugh. Even though what happened was highly unnatural. The consequence of the pandemic actually led to a surge of additional income to her side-job. If anything, she was grateful someone attempted to be naughty with the pink goo. Then Ariel looked at a nearby clock and realized it was almost time for her to be naughty as well. The young redhead turned off the television and returned to her bedroom.

She turned on her computer and waited for all systems to come online. From there, she quickly accessed all the programs she would need for the evening. Followed by signing into the appropriate website for her cam-show. Setting up the donations account for her viewers. Starting her webcam and having it focused on her upper torso and head where she planned to sit at the start. And linking up her new sex toy with her computer's sound system. After everything was up and running, the young redhead took a deep breath and started the show.

"Okay, time for the fun to begin," Ariel said while sitting at her computer, a little nervous, despite having done these shows multiple times, but tonight felt special. "What's up everyone. It's fucking pouring here, but I hope it's nice where you are. If not, then maybe I can make it nicer," Ariel said with a smile as she started to see more people logging on. "I got a special treat for you guys tonight!"

Ariel held the antenna of the toy between her finger and thumb in front of the camera and lightly spun the bulbous end in a small circle. At the same time, she seductively bit her bottom lip while looking into her webcam. Flirting with all of her viewers. The next minute was spent with Ariel explaining how the toy worked, and how much it was going to require her viewers' help to make the show worth seeing. The chat box became a frenzy of comments. Each viewer making specific requests of what Ariel could do next. The entries moved too quickly for her to read them all. However, one did catch her attention and she smiled.

"You want me to 'hawk tuah and spit on that thang'." Ariel laughed.

Almost all viewers replied in the chat box, agreeing simultaneously. The lovely redhead lost grip of her ohmibod toy and it flew against the wall beside her desk. She instantly panicked, worrying it might have been broken. Furthermore, it would have ruined her livestream as the toy was meant to be the source of the evening's income, and pleasure. She picked it up off her floor and let it rest in her palms.

"Hey guys, I really hate asking for a freebee. But could one of you do a small tip to see if this thing still works?"

Her loyal fans did not hesitate and a small legion of them did as requested. Some donating a little, others donating a lot. The toy reacted as designed and the vibrations tickled her skin. Ariel sighed in relief. She wouldn't have to improvise and the show could continue on as planned. She quickly thanked everyone and continued on.

"Still want me to hawk tuah?"

The people in the chat box responded with the same answers. Ariel gave another flirty smile and gripped the bulbous end with her right hand, and the antenna end in her left. She faked a throat clearing noise and let a small amount of spittle drip from her lips and onto the sex toy. From there, her right hand moistened the ohmibod while she seductively moaned for her viewers. A few felt the desire to tip the camgirl, causing her toy to rattle in her grip.

"Oh my, some of you are anxious!"

The messages in the chat box eagerly agreed. Some more than others. Tipping in advance, as if trying to goad the girl into action.

"Well give me just a moment, gang. We'll get there. And save your money a little bit longer. Don't want my new toy going dead before the real show, do ya'?" Ariel looked over at the bottle of pink lube on the desk. "Oh, I almost forgot. Got some new lube for tonight," she said, showing everyone the bottle. Her viewers quickly spoke about the bottle.

WHY IS IT PINK?

IS IT THE TINGLING KIND?

THAT COLOR LOOKS SO HOT, CAN YOU RUB IT ON YOUR BREAST'S?

"Bunch of horny boys tonight. Don't worry, you will all get your money's worth. Have I ever let you down?" Ariel asked as her feed filled with smiley faces, fire emoji's and a few eggplants. "You want me to get started? Well then maybe I will. But first, something to make you laugh."

Ariel stepped away from the camera's view and then returned wearing a fuchsia colored wig on her head. As well as a matching feather boa across the back of her neck and hanging in front of her breasts. She placed herself back in the chair and began flamboyantly moving her hands and fingers. Adding to the act a slight change in her natural voice, coming off sounding regal and informative. Applying heavy pronunciation to specific words.

"In today's chaos news: I need to inform everyone that waffles are; in fact, pancakes with pockets. You may now discuss."

The comment feed came alive with repetitive smiley or laughing emojis. Or basic texts of LOLs, LMAOs, and ROFLMFAOs. The response made Ariel smile. The kind of smile that would instantly melt the heart of any man. It made her feel good that her clever wit was just as entertaining as her beautiful body. But her cam-show was not a comedy special. It was time to move forward.

Ariel stood up and pushed her comfy pants to her ankles, wearing just her tank top and hot pink panties. Showing off for her online followers. "Like the panties? I bought these for tonight too. But we don't want to get ahead of ourselves." Ariel popped open the lube, dabbing the toy with just a little in front of the camera to get everyone excited. "Don't need too much, just a little," she spoke, standing up from her chair and turning her back towards the webcam.

The redhead looked over her shoulder with a teasing smile as she slid down her panties just a little. Giving the camera a teasing view of her very cute ass before she seductively slid the toy inside her awaiting pussy. She found herself very turned on at the moment and almost forgot she was on camera, letting out a moan as it plopped inside her.

"SHIT!" She blurted out, surprised at how good the lube made it feel, even though it hadn't even been used yet. She turned back towards the camera, still wearing her panties with the antenna sticking out from under the fabric. "Okay, now let's get started shall we?" She said sitting back down in the chair. Ariel immediately felt the toy go off, catching her by surprise from how pleasurable it was with little provoking. "WOAH! Guys in a hurry?" She asked, seeing it had only been a $1 tip. "Shit, if that's what a dollar can do, then this might be a quick night."

Several more donations chimed from her computer speaker. Causing the vibrator inside her to come to life. Its strength was more than Ariel anticipated, making her hips twitch and buck almost uncontrollably.

"Easy, boys, easy!"

Ariel sighed with relief that her fanbase was loyal. They liked a good show and were well aware of her epic payoffs at the end of each one. By her command, they held off sending her their hard earned money. From there, the redhead maneuvered her webcam to aim towards the bed behind her. Zooming in on the mattress. Next, she enlarged a window to fill up one of her monitors. Allowing her to see what her viewers would see. Last was enlarging the chat box, filling up the other monitor. This allowed her to clearly see what her viewers typed out. Finally, she moved herself on top of her bed.