Elizzyviolet here: this is the third part of this three part series. Enjoy!
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Pierre's self-confidence was finally coming back, but the fetishes he had weren't going away. It had been six months since he last met those slime girls. They told enough of his friends and acquaintances what happened to utterly humiliate him; the fact that several of his crushes were the first ones to find him tied up in his bed didn't help. At least Ashryn promised him free coffee, and Chandrelle gave him free dildos.
Fortunately, the rumors going around were widespread enough to get the attention of his guild, who offered him extra defensive magic training at the academy a few towns over to make sure it wouldn't happen again. The extra embarrassment was worth an excuse to get out of town for a while. His small, blue-wallpapered dormitory was about as nice as his cabin, and it had enough room to hold all the important stuff the thieving slime girls missed. It was eleven at night, and the full moon was shining brightly through the single window in his second story dormitory room.
Pierre tried to push thoughts of the slime girls out of his mind as he studied magical anti-disarmament wards at his new oak desk. He had previously discounted them as pointless, but ever since the slime girl incident, he realized that avoiding being disarmed was absolutely necessary. He was going to leave the academy in a month to pursue his monster-neutralizing dreams.
Fighting a dragon seemed a lot more reasonable than a slime girl. Dragons didn't sneak up on you or taunt you, and they certainly didn't put their tentacles inside you. Most dragons didn't even have tentacles, let alone the urge to stick them inside you. And most importantly, they didn't fill you with ridiculous amounts of pleasure or make you think about your body in new ways.
A little arousal crept into Pierre, and he considered getting a dildo out of the closet. He pushed the urge aside. He wanted to master anti-disarmament wards by three in the morning, and he was behind schedule.
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Pierre was half-asleep when he jolted fully awake and looked at the window. Was that a shadow outside just now? He had no idea. Maybe a bird flew past the moon, and the sudden shift in moonlight woke him up. Either way, it was two in the morning according to his clock. He needed to wrap up his studying soon.
Thirty minutes later, he caught himself falling asleep again. There was no way he was going to get anything more out of tonight's studying. He needed to go to bed. Class was at nine-thirty. He took off most of his clothes, turned off the light, and climbed into his cozy bed. A single sliver of moonlight shone on him from the window...
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Pierre woke up to the sound of a magical ring coming from his desk. It was the sound of mail being teleported. He jolted out of bed and saw a letter on his desk, still glowing from the magic. He sat down at his desk and started to read the letter, hoping it wasn't anything urgent. He really, really needed a good night of sleep.
It's been a while. We've been spying on you, and we know how much you miss us. Finish the teleportation sigil at the bottom of the letter if you want to have a good time.
-Blue
His grogginess melted away, and a shiver of arousal went through him. He clenched his ass in anticipation. They were here? Months later and a few towns over?
The fact that they apparently had the resources for teleportation sigils was concerning too. Pierre looked more closely at it and noticed that this was high-grade teleportation ink; if he finished it, even with the standard-grade stuff in his room, it would still have enough power to send him to a location up to ten miles away. Where did they get the ink, let alone the knowledge to use it?
He was already erect. The idea of them filling his holes again was tantalizing. Pierre couldn't find a single spell or device that could do the things these girls could do to him. The dildos were a mediocre substitute. The craving was in the back of his mind for months, but now that they had sent him a letter, it was at the front of his mind.
Two times, they captured him and then played with him for hours. But both times, they eventually let him go. Sure, they did their best to humiliate him after they were done... but maybe that didn't have to be the case. Surely he could work something out with them.
For the first time, he was excited to meet these slime girls. Who needed sleep anyway?
He took out a pen and carefully finished the teleportation sigil. As soon as the last stroke of ink was in place, he grabbed his wand just in case and then touched the letter.
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After teleporting in a flash of light, Pierre appeared on the floor of a dimly lit cave filled with luminous blue crystals. He was naked and laying on the ground; apparently his clothes and wand didn't teleport with him.
He stood up. This cave chamber contained a hastily-assembled magical workshop. Equipment-filled desks, shelves, and crates of magical components were strewn around the room. Someone was busy working here... wait, were those his old textbooks on that shelf? And that was his microscope! There were new things he didn't recognize, like the collection of mind runes in the drawers.
As he searched the room, he heard a wet noise behind him. Blue entered from a tunnel, holding an amethyst-tipped wand.
"Enjoying our secret lair?" Blue asked. "Also, it was so nice of you to strip naked."
"Have you been learning magic?" Pierre asked.
"Oh yes! The three of us are quite good at wizardry; certainly much better than you. Thanks for all the well-written notes!"
Blue raised her wand and cast a teleportation spell on Pierre, causing him to blink forward in a flash of light and arrive just a few inches away from her.
"That's a good one; I was never all that into teleporting things closer to me, just away from me. Still running around and causing mischief, I guess?"
"You're not normally much of a talker."
"Well, the first two times we met... I wasn't as keen on getting my holes filled. I was looking for more revenge than anything else."
Blue giggled as she placed a hand on Pierre's shoulder, giving it a sensual, warm rub. "We broke you that bad, didn't we? You just gave in and came right to us as soon as we sent an invitation."
"Yep. But can you not embarrass me in front of anyone this time? Let's just keep it between you, me, and maybe the other girls if they're here."
"Aww... the public humiliation is one of the best parts!"
"Leave it out and I'm all yours until morning. And I'll come back all the time..."
"Hmm..." Blue was lost in thought for a moment, then her eyes lit up with excitement. "You know what? Sure. I'll make up for it by using some magic on you... you'll enjoy it, but I'll leave it a surprise."
Pierre was a little surprised that he could get her to promise not to publicly embarrass him, especially since she had all the power at the moment. Hopefully she kept her promises.
She pulled him closer, pressing her soft chest against his face. A tentacle from her lower body reached around his legs, and the round tip pressed against his ass. He offered no resistance, letting it pierce his opening and filling him with excited pleasure. The warm, slimy sensation inside of him... he missed it so much.
Her tendril of goo went to work, pressing itself against his prostate and rubbing back and forth. Pierre's body shuddered as arousal flooded into him.
Blue smiled. "It's even more satisfying knowing how eager you are. Remember when you were getting paid to kick us out of town? And we just turned you into our plaything... and now you're hopelessly addicted to us."
Pierre would have responded if his face wasn't cushioned in between her breasts. It was true. He craved their slimy embrace as much as he craved adventure.
Blue didn't go deeper inside him; instead, she simply let him lean against her body as she stimulated his prostate. His erection pressed against the outside of her body, but she didn't let it inside her.
"And don't worry. We'll have a lot of other fun. But for now... I'll just make you come by massaging your ass. I want to see how fast I can make it happen."
She ran a gooey hand through his hair, rubbing his head as she pounded his prostate. Her focused stroking quickly built up more and more arousal inside him.
"Just let it all out. Just come for me."
She thickened her tentacle, filling him with more of her wonderful warm goo. She kept up the fast pace even with the added mass, and his erection strained against the outside of her body.
Pierre let out an aroused moan as he came closer and closer to orgasm. His early morning grogginess was gone, replaced with arousal and excitement. His heart pounded inside his chest, and he was sure that Blue could feel it.
Finally, he came. As soon as his cock started twitching, Blue let it inside her body. Pierre's ass clenched over and over with pleasure as his wildly twitching cock let out release after release of cum into her body. He moaned into her chest as she kept ravaging his prostate, prolonging and strengthening his orgasm and making him almost numb with pleasure.
When he finished, relaxation took hold of him, and some of the night's exhaustion hit him again. He rested against her soft chest, knowing that she wasn't done with him yet.
