Paranormal Abby Spanked By A Slime

Paranormal Abby: Spanked by the Metroline Slimes!

Backstory: Set in the year 2120. Abby is a holovid producer that focuses on the paranormal. Abby is helped by her dominant android lover Maggie who uses a strange algorithm to find areas where dimensional distortions happen, giving Abby invaluable data on the where and when paranormal events will happen. Then it's a "monster of the week" episodic style I hope to continue. Please let me know what you think.

This is a one-off of a series I'm working on. I thought you might enjoy it.

Abby crept down the stairs of the Metroline subway. While the system has been abandoned for over 40 years, no one really knows why it is so clean. Many people who "investigate" the ruins of the past say they have spotted blue blurs out of the corner of an eye or see the motion lighting turn on randomly as they casually search the system.

Maggie gave her the rundown before she made the two-hour trip. There is a faint pink haze over the simulation spanning the whole transportation system. Usually the dimensional distortion simulation paints an area pink where the dimensional energy is spotted. Instead, both watched as the faint pink flow seemed like water flowing through the system. Maggie agreed that it should be safe since no one really had an encounter with a creature or entity, and whatever it was, it seems to run away.

Abby turns a corner and stops in her tracks. She sees a small rabbit-sized bright blue slime with three eyes! Abby pulls out her holopad, slowly, lining up the shot.

"All I need is a picture. Just hold still you little cutie!" Abby whispered as she quietly fought with the camera sensor as it distorted due to the sudden spike of the dimensional energy.

Abby finally got the image in sharp focus, her thumb hovering over the capture button. Just as she pressed it, her heel caught on a loose tile, sending her stumbling backward. She flailed her arms, the camera app beeping in protest as she lost her grip on the holopad. The slime, startled by the sudden movement, propelled itself deeper into the subway station with a soft splat.

"Dammit!" Abby hissed under her breath, catching herself before she hit the ground. She scrambled to her feet and snatched up her holopad, checking the image. It was perfect, the slime's three eyes gleaming with an otherworldly light. But her triumph was short-lived; the creature was already disappearing into the darkness.

The automated motion lighting kicked on, casting a harsh white glow down the tunnel as the slime darted further away. Each light flickered to life in succession, creating a trail of illumination that beckoned Abby forward. She hesitated for a moment, a nagging feeling urging her to let it go. No one had been this close to the creatures before, and the unknown always held risks. But Abby was never one to back down from a mystery.

"Come on, Abby, you can't stop now," she muttered to herself, determination setting her jaw. She pocketed the holopad and sprinted after the slime, her footsteps echoing in the empty subway.

The trail of lights flickered on ahead of her, guiding her deeper into the station. The air grew cooler, and the faint sound of dripping water mingled with her panting breaths. The slime was fast, but Abby was relentless, her eyes fixed on the next light that would reveal her quarry.

She rounded a bend, her heart racing. The slime was just ahead, its blue form shimmering in the light. Abby pushed herself harder, her muscles burning with the effort. The slime seemed to sense her pursuit, darting around corners and down side tunnels, always just out of reach.

The trail of motion lights continued to flicker on, leading Abby deeper into the subway's labyrinth. She knew she should be cautious, but the thrill of the chase drowned out any lingering doubts. The slime was her ticket to uncovering the secrets of the Metroline, and she wouldn't let it slip away.

As she followed the lights, Abby's mind raced with possibilities. What was this creature? Why did it seem to be leading her deeper into the station? The questions fueled her determination, pushing her to keep going, no matter how far the slime led her.

The lights flickered on ahead, each one a beacon pulling her further into the unknown. Abby's breath came in short, sharp gasps, her muscles screaming for a break, but she couldn't stop now. The slime was just ahead, and she was closing in.

Abby's breath caught in her throat as she skidded into the main lobby of the subway. The slime was there, cornered against a wall, its three eyes wide with fear. She slowed her pace, approaching with cautious steps, her hands raised in a nonthreatening gesture.

"Hey, little guy, it's okay," Abby whispered, her voice soft and soothing. "I'm not going to hurt you."

The slime quivered, its body pulsating with a soft glow. Just as Abby was about to reach out, the creature let out a high-pitched scream that echoed through the empty lobby. The sound was so piercing that Abby stumbled backward, landing hard on her butt.

The ground beneath her began to rumble, the vibrations growing stronger with each passing second. It felt like a flood rushing in from all directions. Abby's eyes darted around, searching for the source of the sound. Her heart pounded in her chest as she realized what was happening.

From every vent, pipe, hallway, and subway tunnel, thousands of blue slimes of all sizes poured into the lobby. They flowed like a living river, their forms shimmering in the dim light. Abby scrambled to her feet, but there was nowhere to run. The slimes surrounded her, forming a wall that stretched as far as she could see.

They kept their distance, maintaining a circle roughly thirty feet in diameter around her. Abby stood in the center, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and awe. The slimes swirled around her, their movements almost hypnotic. She could feel the tension in the air, the collective gaze of the creatures fixed on her.

Taking a deep breath, Abby decided to try and deescalate the situation. She slowly lowered herself to sit cross-legged on the cold floor, her hands resting on her knees. She kept her posture relaxed, her expression calm.

"It's okay," she said softly, her voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through her veins. "I'm not here to hurt anyone."

The slimes continued to swirl around her, their movements agitated but controlled. Abby could see the range of sizes, from tiny droplets to slimes as large as dogs. Their eyes, all varying shades of blue, watched her with an intensity that made her skin prickle.

The slimes surrounded Abby, their collective chirps and chitters filling the air with a cacophony of sound. It was almost as if they were cursing her out, their movements agitated and aggressive. The tiny creatures hopped and bounced, their bodies shimmering with a faint blue glow. Abby would have found the noises and their expressive jumps cute if not for the sheer number of them. The sea of slimes was overwhelming, and she couldn't help but feel a shiver of unease.

Suddenly, a heavy rumbling echoed from the subway railway tunnel. Abby's head snapped towards the sound, her heart pounding in her chest. The ground vibrated beneath her feet, the sensation growing stronger with each passing second. The smaller slimes ceased their angry chirping, their attention turning towards the tunnel.

A massive figure emerged from the darkness, its royal blue form dominating the entrance. Abby's eyes widened as she took in the sight of the 15-foot-tall slime, its body pulsating with a deep, vibrant color. The monarch slime moved with a deliberate, almost regal grace, its presence commanding the attention of the smaller slimes. They began to chirp again, but this time their sounds were almost cheerful, a stark contrast to their previous anger.

The monarch slime approached the outer circle of the smaller slimes, its movements slow and measured. The tiny creatures parted respectfully, creating a path for their leader. Abby's breath caught in her throat as she watched the massive slime draw closer, its size and power evident in every movement.

She rose to her feet, her legs shaky but determined. Slowly, she backed away, her eyes never leaving the looming figure. The monarch slime towered over her, its three large eyes fixated on her with an intensity that made her heart race. The smaller slimes continued their cheerful chirping, seemingly content with the arrival of their leader.

Abby took another step back, her mind racing with thoughts of escape. But the sheer presence of the monarch slime held her in place, its gaze almost hypnotic. She swallowed hard, her throat dry with fear and uncertainty.

Abby put her hands up and looked away from the large slime's three peering eyes as it crept closer to her. The air around her thickened with tension, the smaller slimes' chirps turning into a chorus of excited squeaks. She could feel their collective gaze on her, but her attention remained fixed on the monarch slime's looming presence.

The slime's tentacles, cool and slightly damp, wrapped around her wrists. Abby let out a surprised squeak as the monarch slime lifted her effortlessly into the air. Her feet dangled beneath her, the ground growing further away with each passing second. The sensation of being suspended was both thrilling and unnerving, her heart pounding against her ribcage.

"I'm sorry if I scared you," Abby said, her voice trembling slightly. She tried to maintain a calm demeanor, but the situation was far from ordinary. The monarch slime's gaze shifted, its attention seemingly drawn to her sneakers.

The slime's tentacles moved with surprising dexterity, one of them brushing against the laces of her shoes. Abby watched, a mix of curiosity and apprehension swirling within her, as the slime carefully untied her sneakers. The laces loosened, and the slime slipped the shoes off her feet, followed by her socks. The cool air against her bare skin sent a shiver down her spine.

As the monarch slime reached for the button on her shorts, Abby's mind raced with possibilities. The smaller slimes' cheering grew louder, their excitement palpable in the air. She felt a sense of inevitability wash over her, the realization that the only trouble she would face here was the sexual kind. And, to her surprise, she found herself more than happy to submit to this otherworldly encounter.

The monarch slime's tentacle deftly popped the button on her shorts, the sound echoing in the cavernous lobby. The smaller slimes erupted into a frenzy of cheers, their chirps and chitters blending into a cacophony of anticipation. Abby's breath hitched, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she awaited the next move from the dominant creature before her.

Abby's cheeks flushed a deep crimson as the slime's tentacles slowly pulled her shorts and panties down, revealing her bare skin inch by inch. The sensation of her clothing slipping off her body, coupled with the intense gaze of the monarch slime and its smaller minions, sent a wave of arousal and embarrassment through her. She couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of excitement as she hung there, exposed and vulnerable.

As the last of her clothing fell to the floor, Abby felt the slime's tentacles wrap around her thighs, gently but insistently spreading her legs apart. The cool air of the lobby caressed her exposed skin, sending shivers down her spine. She couldn't believe how turned on she was feeling, being displayed like some sort of erotic art piece for the slime creatures to admire.

The monarch slime held her in place, her legs spread wide, giving the smaller slimes an unobstructed view of her bare ass and slick pussy. The chorus of chirps and squeaks from the smaller slimes grew louder, their excitement palpable as they ogled her naked form.

Abby couldn't help but feel a twinge of humiliation mixed with her arousal. She had never been one to shy away from nudity, but this was different. The alien nature of her audience and the complete control the monarch slime exerted over her body heightened her senses and intensified her emotions.

With a deft flick of its tentacles, the monarch slime plucked her tee shirt and bra off her exposed breasts, leaving her completely naked and exposed. Abby let out a soft gasp, her hands instinctively rising to cover her chest.

Before she could cover herself, however, the slime's tentacles wrapped around her wrists once again, holding them firmly in place. A soft whimper escaped her lips as she struggled against the slime's unyielding grip.

The smaller slimes continued to cheer and chirp, their excitement reaching a fever pitch as they witnessed Abby's helpless struggle. Her heart raced in her chest, her breaths coming in short, rapid gasps as she tried to process the surreal situation she found herself in.

As the monarch slime held her in place, Abby couldn't help but feel a growing sense of anticipation and dread. She knew, deep down, that this was only the beginning of something far more intense and otherworldly. The thought of what the slime might do next sent a shiver down her spine, leaving her body trembling with equal parts fear and desire.

Abby couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of excitement as the monarch slime continued to dominate her, its tentacles wrapping around her wrists and ankles, holding her firmly in place. The way the slime effortlessly manipulated her body, exposing her most intimate parts to its smaller minions, sent a thrill of arousal and fear coursing through her veins.

The smaller slimes chirped and squeaked in delight, their excitement palpable as they watched the erotic show unfold before them. Abby's cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal, her heart racing in her chest as she awaited the next move of the dominant monarch slime.

Without warning, the slime tightened its grip on her wrists and ankles, causing her to gasp in surprise. It then adjusted her position, leaving her hanging in mid-air with her legs spread wide apart and her ass sticking out, exposed and vulnerable. The smaller slimes erupted in a chorus of excited chirps and squeaks, their eyeballs pulsing with anticipation.

Abby's heart pounded in her chest, her breaths coming in short, rapid gasps. She couldn't believe the position she was in, or the fact that she was actually aroused by it. She had always known that she had a submissive side, but this was taking things to a whole new level.

The monarch slime seemed to sense her apprehension, for it held her in place with unyielding strength, its tentacles like steel bands around her limbs. Abby couldn't help but feel a shiver of anticipation and dread as she waited for the next part of her punishment to begin.

It didn't take long for the first strike to land. The slime's tentacle whipped down on her right ass cheek with a loud smack, the impact sending a jolt of pain and pleasure through her body. Abby couldn't help but let out a surprised yelp, her body instinctively tensing against the unexpected sensation.

The smaller slimes erupted in a cacophony of excited chirps and squeaks, their eyeballs pulsing faster than ever before. They seemed to be enjoying the show immensely, their alien cries egging the monarch slime on as it prepared to strike again.

The next blow landed on her left cheek, the force of the impact causing her to cry out in surprise and pleasure. The pain was sharp, but it was quickly overshadowed by the intense arousal that coursed through her veins. Abby couldn't believe how turned on she was feeling, being spanked like a naughty child by the domineering slime.

The monarch slime continued its relentless assault, its tentacles striking her ass with methodical precision. Each blow elicited a gasp or a moan from Abby's lips, her body writhing and squirming against the unyielding grip of the slime's tentacles.

The smaller slimes watched the show with rapt attention, their chirps and squeaks growing louder and more excited with each passing strike. They seemed to be enjoying the sight of their helpless human plaything being disciplined by their larger, more dominant companion.

Abby's cheeks burned with a mix of embarrassment and arousal, her heart pounding in her chest as the spanking continued. She couldn't believe the intensity of her own responses, or the fact that she was actually enjoying the humiliating and painful experience.

As the spanking progressed, Abby's moans grew louder and more desperate, her body writhing and squirming against the slime's unyielding grip. Tears began to well up in her eyes, a mix of pain and pleasure overwhelming her senses.

As the spanking finally subsided, Abby lay panting and sobbing in the monarch slime's grip, her ass throbbing with a mix of pain and pleasure. The giant slime seemed to sense her vulnerable state, for it gently unhooked its tendrils from her wrists and ankles, allowing her to move freely once more.

Abby took a moment to catch her breath, her chest heaving as she tried to process the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body. Her cheeks were flushed with embarrassment, her eyes watery from the sting of the spanking. Despite the pain, however, she couldn't deny the intense arousal that still simmered within her.

The monarch slime seemed to sense her heightened state of arousal, for it slowly began to shift its position, maneuvering its gelatinous body around hers. Before Abby could fully comprehend its intentions, the slime had flipped her onto her back, her legs spread wide apart and her arms pinned comfortably behind her back.

She lay there, helpless and exposed, her reddish-pink ass cheeks on display for the slime and its smaller minions to see. The monarch slime seemed to revel in its handiwork, its eyeballs swiveling around in pride as it surveyed the reddened flesh of her bottom.

Abby's heart raced as she waited for the next part of her punishment to begin, her body tense and quivering with anticipation. The monarch slime seemed to sense her unease, for it gently caressed her inner thigh with a single tentacle, its touch light and teasing.

A shiver of pleasure ran down Abby's spine as the slime's tentacle traced delicate patterns on her sensitive skin. She couldn't help but squirm against her bonds, her hips involuntarily arching to meet the slime's touch.

The smaller slimes watched the scene with rapt attention, their chirps and squeaks growing louder as they sensed the mounting tension between their monarch and the helpless human. They seemed to be enjoying the show immensely, their alien cries egging the monarch slime on as it continued its sensual exploration of Abby's body.

As the slime's tentacle finally brushed against her swollen, aching pussy, Abby couldn't help but let out a soft moan of pleasure. The sensation of the slime's cool, slimy touch against her most sensitive spot was overwhelming, sending waves of pleasure through her already heightened senses.

The monarch slime seemed to take her moan as a sign of encouragement, for it boldly pushed its tentacle deeper into her wet folds, the tip of the appendage brushing against her swollen clit.

Abby let out a louder moan as the slime began to stroke her in earnest, its tentacle sliding in and out of her with a wet, slurping sound. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced before, both alien and strangely arousing at the same time.

The smaller slimes cheered and chirped as they watched Abby's pleasure mount, their eyeballs pulsing faster and faster as the scene unfolded before them. They seemed to be reveling in the sight of their helpless human plaything being pleasure-tortured by their larger, more dominant companion.

Abby's mind began to spiral as the slime's relentless thrusts continued, her body writhing and arching against the unyielding grip of the monarch's tentacles. She couldn't believe the intensity of the pleasure coursing through her veins, or the fact that she was being brought to the brink of orgasm by a sentient slime creature.