The Seductive Slime

Author's Note: I'm trying more character development, sorry for the wait. Do you guys like more of this story driven stuff or more of the right to the point stories? I do plan on continuing this, I just didn't want one story to have like 20 pages or so. As always, feedback is appreciated! Enjoy :)

Story Tags: Monstergirl, female dominant, non-human, submissive male, voyeurism

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"...night shift, common janitorial duties..." Frederick said to himself as he got out of his car.

The twenty-four-year-old man looked up at the colossal skyscraper. It was around nine p.m. this was his third day on the job. The titanic structure was owned by Sigil Corp, a manufacturer of countless sex toys that were designed for both humans and monstergirls alike. He ran his fingers through his jet-black hair as he walked towards the door.

"Good evening!" Frederick greeted the receptionist.

"Good evening!" The cute brunette replied.

"I'm the new...ish janitor. My name is Frederick. It's a pleasure to meet you, miss?" Frederick answered, his faint southern drawl showing.

"Oh, uh... Hedlam. Miss Hedlam." The receptionist said, blushing lightly.

Frederick swiped his time card to check in before he walked to the elevator and pressed the button for the top floor. As the door was closing, he heard someone call out.

"Wait, hold the door please!" The feminine voice rang out.

Frederick grabbed the door, preventing it from closing. As the door opened, he was glad he held the door. Standing before him was a beautiful woman. She looked around 35 years old. Her pale skin complimented her dark brown hair that stretched to the small of her back, her eyes were a lovely brown. She was only a couple inches shorter than him. Frederick tried not to stare. Her charcoal grey coat and black skirt gave him the impression she was a bit above the typical drones in the office. Maybe a manager?

"Thank you," The stunning woman spoke with a sweet but deep tone, "I'm Callista, Mr. Shaughnagan's secretary."

The woman pressed the 25th floor button on the elevator.

"The CEO?" Frederick stuttered.

"Oh... uh yeah, and you are?" Callista asked, smiling.

"Frederick, I'm just a janitor Miss Callista." The young man replied.

"You aren't just a janitor, we need custodians." Callista reassured him.

"I suppose you're right. Thank ya miss." Frederick said, his drawl pouring from his lips again.

"Where are you from? I can tell the south. Is it Louisiana by chance?" The secretary asked him.

"I spent some time in New Orleans. I tried to hide it most times. But I'm a bit distracted at the moment though so it slips." Frederick explained.

"I see, I grew up in Monroe. Although I've since lost the accent. I miss hearing it though." Callista commented.

The door slid open. The secretary walked out first.

"Well, have a good night Frederick." Callista said, looking directly into his dark green eyes.

"You as well, Miss Callista." Frederick said, letting his accent flow unhindered.

The elevator door closed.

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Frederick yawned as he walked out the front door at 4 a.m. The streetlights in the parking lot flickered. He fumbled around his pockets, looking for his keys.

Suddenly, Frederick was struck on the back of the head. He dropped to his knees; his vision blurred.

"Grab his wallet and phone!" An unfamiliar voice yelled.

"Fuck that, I'll take him!" A threatening female voice said.

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Callista hadn't realized what time it was, of course it didn't help that she required very little sleep. She slid towards the door in her true form, a dark purple slime. She reached an appendage out to touch the knob. The monstergirl hesitated, changed into the brunette. She had to go home before she logged too many hours. Only Mr. Shaughnagan knew she was a monstergirl.

When she reached the parking lot, she saw a man with a bandana over his face and a blue Oni trying to stuff something in their car. Callista had a gut feeling something was wrong. She tried to avoid looking at them. She wasn't confrontational but this felt different. Callista took a quick peek at their car. Then she saw a hand propped up against the window as the two closed the door.

"Oh my god!" Callista said aloud.

"Drive!" The Oni shouted.

The two rushed into the car and it sputtered to life. They backed up and started speeding off out of the parking lot. There wasn't time to call the police, Callista sprinted towards the car with inhuman speed. She turned into her slime form and burst through the back seat as the kidnappers tried to make their getaway. She temporarily absorbed the man in the backseat and flowed out of the car. As the car sped off, Callista called 911 as she looked down and saw the janitor bleeding profusely from his head. She gave the dispatcher the address and prayed to the Allmother that the ambulance would get there in time.

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Frederick opened his eyes to find that he was in a hospital. The secretary he met was sitting in the chair across from him, fast asleep. He took a shaky inhale. The woman immediately woke up.

"Thank the Allmother you're alright! I was so worried!" Callista exclaimed.

Before he could talk, the woman was hugging him.

"What happened?" Frederick asked weakly.

"You were hit on the back of the head and were almost kidnapped 3 days ago. I saved you and the paramedics took you to the hospital." Callista explained.

"Holy shit... thank you." Frederick said, trying to sit up.

"Here, let me help you." Callista commanded, standing up and helping him adjust.

A nurse came in his room as Callista sat him upright.

"Mr. Furtem, the police are here to ask you a few questions about the attack. Are you feeling well enough to talk to them?" The nurse asked.

"I suppose so, I don't really remember much." Frederick mumbled.

"I'll stay with you, they already questioned me, but I might be able to help you remember." Callista stated.

"O-oh... okay. Thank you." Frederick replied, unaccustomed to this kind of attention.

He could feel his heart skip a beat as her hand touched his arm. Her hand felt cool to the touch, but he felt his skin heat up. A small fire felt as though it had ignited in his heart.

The nurse leaned outside the door and motioned to "come here". Two police officers came in. One was an Arachne and the other a centaur.

"Mr. Furtem, I'm officer Danford and this is officer Kilaya. Do you recall anything from the night of August 22nd? " The Centaur asked.

"Um... I was going to my car in the parking lot, I work as a janitor for Sigil Corp. I got hit on the head by something. And I think I heard a woman say, 'I'll take him.'." Frederick stuttered.

The Arachne was writing down notes as he spoke.

"Did you get a good look at the attacker?" The Centaur asked.

"There were two attackers, one man and one Oni." Callista interrupted.

"We are taking your account into consideration Ma'am. This is his account of events." The Centaur retorted.

"I only heard the one." Frederick answered.

Callista glared coldly at the centaur.

"Do you have any idea why you would be attacked?" Officer Danford asked.

"No, I'm just a janitor." Frederick said flatly.

"Alright, do you have a number that we can reach you at?" The Centaur asked.

"Uh, did they take my phone?" Frederick asked, looking at Callista.

"You didn't have it on you when you were brought in." The nurse answered.

"Shit... uh..." Frederick sighed.

"555- 8792. Its my cell but I will be taking care of Frederick until he has healed." Callista interjected.

"Thank you, Ma'am." The Centaur replied, "We'll call you if we find out any more information."

The two officers filed out.

"I'll have the doctor come in and make sure you're okay to leave the hospital." The nurse said before leaving down the hall.

"Thank you Callista, but you don't have to take care of me, I should be fine to-" Frederick started.

"It's no problem Frederick, besides, I would feel better knowing that you are safe in my home than have those cretins come back and kidnap you." Callista said soothingly.

"What about work? My job?" Frederick asked, his voice wavering.

"Have you forgotten who I am, dear? Any bills you have will be taken care of and you have my word that you can return to your job once you are feeling better." Callista explained.

"Dear"... just hearing her call him that put his heart at ease. He wanted her to say it again but couldn't bring himself to ask.

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Callista led him to her car in the hospital parking lot. She opened the door for him before getting in the driver's seat. She started the car and drove onto the highway heading out of town.

"Callista, thank you. I really can't say that enough. You saved me and now being my caretaker for the next week or so, it really means a lot to me. If you need anything done around the house, please let me know. I have to do something to pay you back." Frederick said.

"You're very welcome, kindness seems in short supply these days so I try to do what I can. I may take you up on that offer, once you're better." Callista replied.

A minute passed as the two awkwardly tried to think of what to say next.

"Frederick, do you have any friends or a girlfriend you need to call? Let them know you're safe?" Callista asked.

"I...uh... don't have a girlfriend. And as far as friends, working night shifts doesn't leave much room for a social life." Frederick said, looking out the window.

"Really? I would have thought- never mind. You'll find someone." Callista said.

"Eh, most other people my age just want to party. I don't really like parties." He explained.

"I don't blame you, I don't care for parties much. I've always been too focused on my work." Callista chuckled, "Funny, I've always put more effort into my career than a social life."

"Really? I remember telling myself I wouldn't do that, but here I am and I don't even really have a career. Its just a job, you know?" the young man mused.

"Yeah, I can see that." Callista said.

As Callista drove along the highway, the sprawling cityscape gave way to fields, then trees. She finally turned off the highway onto a paved gravel road. The sun was starting to set, it painted a reddish orange tableau in the sky above them. Callista turned off the road and into a long driveway.

Frederick stared in awe at Callista's house. It was practically a mansion! Trimmed hedges outlined the Tudor-styled house. It was only two levels but was extremely wide. The smooth, paved driveway led up to a garage that had three overhead doors. To the left were two spiral brick pillars that held an ornate arch above the door. All of this was out in the woods, no other neighbors in sight.

"Well, this is home." Callista said, unfazed by the beauty of her dwelling.

Callista got out of the car and stood in front of her house. Only then did Frederick realize he should get out of the car. He stared at the beautiful home and the drop-dead gorgeous woman as the sun slid behind the trees in the distance.

"Beautiful..." Frederick muttered.

"What?" Callista asked.

"Oh, uh... nothing." Frederick said, trying hide his blushing, "This is an incredible house!"

"Thank you very much Frederick." Callista said before she turned to unlock the door.

She had heard him, it was a good thing she could control her blushing.

As the two entered the foyer, Callista could feel a hunger growing inside of her. She craved sexual energy. But she couldn't, she had to resist the urge to jump this young man in her home. Callista wanted nothing more than to take him to her playroom and have her way with him.

"You'll uh... you can stay here, in my bed." Callista motioned to the door, "There's a bathroom inside if you need it."

"Thank you Callista. Would you mind if I go to sleep right away? I'm feeling kind of woozy." Frederick asked as he swayed slightly.

"Not at all, here." Callista said, opening the door and guiding him to the bed.

Frederick turned to sit down and almost fell forward. Callista caught him and gently sat him down on the bed. Without thinking, Callista carefully removed his shirt, exposing his bare chest. It had a slight dusting of hair on his abdomen. She felt hot, electricity crackled throughout her body. The hunger grew, it was nearly overtaking her. Frederick looked into her eyes with a sense of trust.

"I...can get the pants." He stuttered.

His words snapped Callista out of her lust-induced trance. She hadn't realized her hand was slowly drifting closer and closer to his crotch.

"Oh... yes... sorry. It's just you have beautiful eyes. I couldn't help but admire them." Callista sputtered.

Frederick blushed deeply. He looked so vulnerable, so perfect. It was driving her crazy.

"Well, goodnight Frederick." Callista said, backing away.

"Uh... Callista?" The young man asked.

"Yes?" She answered.

"Are you sure it's safe here?" Frederick murmured.

"I have two security alarm systems on the premises. Plus, no one knows you're here. Speaking of which, would you like to call your family?" Callista responded.

"I don't really talk to my family. They thought I was a freak for being attracted to monstergirls." Frederick said, looking away.

Callista's hunger was almost overtaking her. Luckily her poker face didn't change. This young man was the kind of guy she was always hoping she would meet. But she had to maintain her composure.

"I don't think it's weird, dear. Monstergirls look for love too." She sighed.

"Yeah, goodnight Callista." Frederick said, staring into her eyes.

"Goodnight Frederick." Callista replied.

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Frederick fell asleep quickly, although nightmares from the attack dashed through his head. He awoke with a start, the sheets covered in sweat. He could hear a noise coming from somewhere in the house. It was like nothing he had ever heard before.

The young man opened the door quietly and tiptoed through the hallway. At the end was a door left slightly ajar. The light peeking out. Frederick slowly approached the door. As he looked through the crack, he saw a dark purple slime girl sprawled on a couch. She had a Sigil Corp Slime's Stimulator between her legs. She was moaning softly. The vibrator hummed as the slimegirl grabbed her breast with one hand and played with the vibrator with the other. She had her eyes closed, allowing Frederick to see her shapely body. He could see the vibrator inside her. Her body writhed in pleasure. She moved a hand from her breast to cover her mouth.

"Oooh Frederick... harder... harder..." the slime said to herself.

Frederick felt himself getting hard. He wanted to throw the door open and take the slime girl. But he didn't know anyone else lived here. Was this Callista's true form? She was so much more lovely when she was like this. He wanted her. He wanted to belong to her, to obey her every command. He didn't stay and look for very long out of fear of being caught. Frederick played it safe and quietly returned to his room.

He tossed and turned in his sleep, his rock-hard erection wouldn't stop. His mind was filled with fantasies of being Callista's plaything. His hand slipped below the covers as he started stroking his cock, thinking of his caretaker.

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The next morning, Frederick woke to the smell of biscuits and sausage. He opened his eyes and saw Callista, dressed in a bright blue sweatshirt and loose-fitting shorts, bringing in a platter with golden brown biscuits covered in gravy, sausages, and a side of scrambled eggs. A cup of coffee was already on the oak nightstand by the bed.

"I thought you might be hungry this morning." Callista cooed softly.

"I am, thank you darling." His drawl slipping out again.

Callista set the platter on his lap.

"Frederick, I have to tell you something." She said, seeming nervous.

"Is everything okay?" He replied.

"Yes, kind of. I have to tell you something, and I'd like you to promise not to be mad." She said, tugging at her sweatshirt.

"Okay..." Frederick said nervously.

"I'm not..." Callista sighed and looked up at the ceiling, "I'm not who you think I am. I'm not a human. I'm a slime girl."

Frederick was quiet a moment. He moved the platter off his lap and set it beside him on the bed.

"Are you expecting that to bother me?" He asked.

"No, but I wanted you to know. I just didn't want you to be like everyone else and think all monster girls just wanted sex. Like the Oni that tried to kidnap you. I want you to know that most of us are like normal women." Callista said, refusing to make eye contact.

Frederick stood up, he swayed a little but he wasn't deterred. He used his thumb and forefinger to lift up Callista's chin.

"I know that you wouldn't ever do anything to hurt me and you've been nothing but kind to me. I trust you Callista." Frederick spoke softly.

The slime girl hugged him and closed her eyes. She had always been so scared to let anyone see her like this.

"Can I see how you truly look? Please let me see your true beauty." Frederick asked.

"I suppose..." Callista replied, opening her eyes.

As they hugged, Callista changed into her slime form. A form that she had hated for so long. A form that she always thought was ugly. A form that this man longed to see.

Frederick released her and took a step back to see the beautiful woman before him. In her true form, she had the general shape of a woman. Her wide hips and thick thighs complimented her figure and Frederick imagined her perfect ass. Her breasts were B cups and gleamed in the sunlight coming through the window. In this form, her eyes were a vibrant blue. She didn't have any hair. Instead, her slime formed an imitation of hair that flowed over her shoulders and past her petite breasts. Frederick could see through her opaque form.

"You are so much more beautiful like this." He gasped.

Callista pretended not to notice his growing bulge.

"You do know what slimes feed on, right?" Callista asked.

"Y-yes." Frederick stuttered.

"I'm very hungry... but I like to play with my food." Callista said with a mischievous grin.

To be continued...