LOCATION: RAVENHOLD — DARK ALLEY NEAR THE DRUNKEN WYVERN
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I crashed into the alley like it owed me money.
Hands on knees. Breathing like I just ran a marathon inside a volcano.
Nü-Gel jiggled after me, completely unfazed. Perky. Innocent. Dangerous.
> [WARNING: Core Discharge Imminent] [Countdown: 60 seconds] [Lust Overflow Penalty: Public Humiliation / Forced Ejection / Slime-Based Intervention]
"Not like this," I wheezed.
Not in public. Not while glowing like a cursed sex toy. Not while half the city still thought I was part of some fetish street performance.
> "I can help~!" Nü-Gel chirped, squishing closer. Her form wobbled—liquid hips, playful bounce, and way too much sparkle for someone offering an emergency... drainage solution.
"Wait—no. We're not doing this in an alley!"
> [30 seconds remaining]
She was already reshaping—smoother, taller, steamier. Breasts rising like two naughty water balloons beneath a translucent wet-top.
She pressed up against me, giggling with static-charged arousal.
> "Come on, Master~! You're gonna blow a circuit unless you let me—"
"I SWEAR if you finish that sentence—"
> [20 seconds]
She dropped to her knees. Her goo shifted into a perfect pouty expression. "I'm just trying to keep your Lust Meter from turning into a Lust Bomb! And besides... you coded me for oral compatibility, remember?"
"That was supposed to be a joke feature!"
> "You left the toggle on~."
My belt snapped open. She made it snap. With her tongue.
"You're out of control," I whispered.
She looked up at me with glowing heart-shaped pupils and said:
> "Then take control back, Sovereign."
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> [Core Discharge Protocol: Synced] [Manual Override Activated – Partner: Nü-Gel v1.0] [System Note: "First Oral Sync Event Detected"] [Skill Unlocked: Slime-Enhanced Drain]
Heat surged down my spine like a live wire.
I leaned back against the alley wall, brain short-circuiting as she wrapped her gooey warmth around me like a silk vice—wet, clinging, and purring.
> "Initializing suction loop...~ ♡"
My eyes rolled.
System windows blurred.
Achievements started unlocking like horny popcorn.
> [Achievement Unlocked: "Get Goo'd"] [Achievement Unlocked: "No Hands, No Problem"] [Achievement Unlocked: "Gag Reflex: Optional"]
She was humming. Humming.
Little moans rising from her throat as she tasted data, power, me.
Every slurp felt like it stole part of my soul and filed it under "willingly corrupted."
> [Lust Meter: Stabilizing... 85%... 70%...] [New Trait Acquired: "Responsive Core"] Every climax reinforces your magical threshold. Side effect: You'll crave it more.
I grunted, legs trembling.
She locked eyes with me, still swirling, tightening—just the right amount of suction. Just the right amount of filthy devotion.
And then—
> [Core Discharge Reached] [System Sync: Euphoria Protocols Engaged] [Critical Mass Achieved: Companion Bond +40%]
White-hot pulses hit the back of her throat. She drank like a starved succubus at an all-you-can-sin buffet.
And smiled as she swallowed every byte of it.
Slurrrp.
Pop.
> "Discharge complete!~"
She licked her lips and giggled like a gremlin who just glitched a priest.
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I collapsed back against the wall.
Breathless. Boneless.
Still half-hard and 100% overwhelmed.
> "W-Was that... necessary?" I managed.
She licked her finger. "Medically? Yes. Emotionally? Also yes. Hornily? …You're welcome~."
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> [New Companion Milestone Reached: Nü-Gel – Lust Tier 2] [Unlocked Skill: "Goo Loyalty" – She will now protect you violently if another girl tries to ride you without consent.]
...Oh no.
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Just then, I heard boots crunching cobblestone.
A familiar voice purred:
> "Well, well. You couldn't even make it one city block without blowing a load into your pet slime?"
I froze.
Turned slowly.
Velistra stood at the alley mouth—arms crossed, red cloak billowing, smirking.
> [Jealousy Index: Spiking] [Bond Path Conflict Detected]
Nü-Gel clung to my arm like a gooey girlfriend.
Velistra stepped into the shadow, eyes narrowing.
> "Explain. Fast."
"...She... uh... saved my life?"
Nü-Gel waved. "Hi Mistress Witch! I just performed a Level 2 Extraction Protocol on his Lust Core~!"
Velistra's eyebrow twitched.
> [Incoming Aggression Event: "Territorial Combat Flirtation"] [Suggested Action: Kiss someone. Now.]
I did the only thing I could.
I kissed Nü-Gel.
Right in front of her.
Right on the mouth.
She melted into it—moaning, squirming, clinging.
Velistra?
She stared.
Then smirked.
"...Game on, glitch-boy."