You had finshed loading the boxes of your belongings into your new house, placing the cardboard down with a large thump as you went to locate a chair you could sit on, eventually finding one in what appeared to be the kitchen, a cloud of dust shooting up as you looked around the place. The kitchen was archaic, the entire thing being caked in a thick layer of dust, your footprints visible on the dirty floor. You looked at the cooker, revealing it to be 20 years outdated and being a offwhite color, the insides rusting due to years of having damp grease running down it. The sink appeared even older, seemingly made out of a thick iron, slight rusting happening where the two poured down water, the two handles seemingly older then the tap itself.
After you did this you sat back in the wooden chair, thinking about you got into this old as all hell house. Your wife had divorced you after several months of arguments, which all culminated in her divorcing you, which was both a blessing and a curse. The blessing was that you no longer had to deal with that bitch anymore but the curse was that the house was left to her, which meant that you had to move somewhere else. This was a rather large issue due to the house market being as expensive as all hell due to the decreased intrest. So you went from site to site, newspaper to newspaper, trying to find a house but to no avail. Until one day you were flicking though the newspaper finding an advert for a house with no price, just a address and a phone number for inquiries.
You had phoned the number, being greeted by a man who called himself MR Sciret-Pater with a strange inflection in his voice, as if he figuring out how to say a word as he went along. You asked him how much the house cost of which he responded “Two-Thous-And Pounds.”, his voice both clearly void of emotion yet having a underlying creepiness to it. You asked more questions, of which he had answered in the same stilted way as he did before. When you went to leave the phonecall,however, was when things got really weird. “Wait.” He called out, slightly louder and lacking the inflection that most of his words. “I have Some-Thing to tell you A-Bout Th-Is house. There is O-Ther Occupants in the Ho-use with you. I ex-pect that you will Be con-fused Ab-out what I am saying but it wi-ll be Eve-Dent when you arrive. Farewell.” He Said before he hung up on you,
You had assumed he had meant maybe a pest problem and you would see the evidence of the problem when you got to the house. But there didn’t seem like there was any rats there, judging by the lack of paw prints in the dust, nor were there any spiders webs or visible cockroaches. You chucked all of your thoughts aside as you decided to look around the old house, getting off your chair and sweeping the dust of your body you did so. You got out and paced down the hallway, the brick walls being rather bare, as you went into the living room, looking around it. The entire room was covered in dust and the windows were uncleaned, the sides of the windows covered in black and the windows slighty smeared in some kind of substance. The sofa also looked old, with the pillows being a crimson as you walked though the room, looking at a old cabinet as you walked by,
As you walked up the stairs you couldn’t help feeling like you were being watched but you didn’t know why. Maybe it was of what the man said to you over the phone or that this was the first time you were alone in years,but something just felt off about this house. The stairs creaked as you reached the second floor, three doors being in front of you, you walking into the first one you could see, which was the middle one. The door lead to the bathroom, which seemed to be the same as it was left, just covered in dust and the pipes having this slighty black liquid around the edges of it. You dismissed this and went into the second room, revealing it to be a bedroom.
The bedroom was a rather bare with a large bed in the middle with a wardrobe on one side and a desk on the other, all of which seemed untouched by time, the bed elegantly made, the color with it being as crimson as the sofa at the lower floor of the house. The final room you went into could be described as an empty room which was certainly a contrast to the rest of the house. Instead of the stainlessness that the other decorum’s of the house contained, this area of the house was completely destroyed, this strange black substance dripping off the walls and floors, the room being bare except from one bed in the middle of it. You soon shut the door and walked back downstairs and decided to let yourself settle in before you fixed up the place.
You used the rest of the day and night to get your belongings out of the boxes and into your house, with you only stopping in the middle of the night, your body feeling exhausted as you decided to try and turn the light on. Within two seconds of the lights being in again, making you sigh as you decided to try and find the fusebox. After about ten minutes and checking all the rooms of the house, you couldn’t find the fusebox, which made you annoyed as you walked up to your bedroom,flying downward into the bed, looking up into the sky as you tried to go to sleep, but finding that you couldn’t.
In this state of being unable to go to sleep you heard a slamming sound from outside your door, causing you to jolt up and making your blood run cold. You got of your bed and made your way to the door, wrapping your hand around the doorknob, opening the door with a click as you looked to see the door to the ruined room open despite the fact you had shut it earlier that day. It was something that you found strange but it wasn’t paritcally out of the blue, you figured that since the door was so broken that it couldn’t shut properly. You walked up to the door, going to shut it when you felt the goo that was inside the room by your feet, which caused you to look into the room.
What you saw inside the room made you jump a little. It was a pair of glowing white circles, assumingly eyes but lacking the pupils or even veins, the pitch black of the room making it so that you couldn’t see anything else but the eyes. You stared at them for a couple seconds before slamming the door and running to your room, pushing the door shut and sitting on your bed wondering what the hell you had just seen. Was there a person living in that room? Was this the occupant the man in the phone was talking about? What was with the glowing eyes? All of these were questions that were running though your head which were all quickly silenced by the door on the other end of the hall clicking open.
You began to hear as the door slowly opened, the creaking of the door reversing into your ears as you began to shake, knowing that whatever was in that room had saw you. You were waiting for the footsteps to begin coming down the halls, but no footsteps ever came, making you think that it decided to stay in its room. Well, that was until a couple of minutes into your wait, where the doorhandle began to turn from the outside of the room. You grabbed hold of it and turned it back into place, refusing to let it go until the knob stopped turning. Eventually it stopped, much to your pleasure as you sighed, watching as the knob ceased to move. However, something else soon caught you eye as the black goo was beginning to trickle under the space between the door and the floor.
You watched as the goo continued to move towards you, slowly pooling before it suddenly stopped moving. After a few more seconds the go began to move upwards, spikes of the liquid pulling upward before curling together into a single body, the single spine being about six foot tall. It then began to thicken, the spike gettting larger and larger as other parts began to spilt away from the main body, two smaller tentacles moving away from the body, slowly spitting and making hands and arms, and a upper part of the tentacle thinning away to make a neck and head, with tentacle strands coming out of the head. It then moved its hand up to its head and pushed two eyes into the head, the glowing orbs coming out of the holes as you got a better look at what the other occupant looked like.
The occupant was a creature that was made out of slime and had used that slime to make itself a obviously feminine figure. Her waist was curvy and her hips were large, having a pair of fused legs that were coming from the puddle in the ground, the goo itself having a weird smokey appearance to it. Her arms were thin and her fingers were even thinner, the ends of the fingers having rather sharp tips to them, with her fingers being curled against her palms. Her tentacle-like hair blew in the slight wind that went though the room, the hair seeming rather long, no doubt going down hallway down the torso if the wind had stopped blowing and her eyes still glew that white.
You stumbled back into your wardrobe, hitting the doors with a loud thump as her head followed you around, beginning to move towards you, drifting across the floor effortlessly before stopping right in front of you before she began to stare at you. “Hello there.” Said a voice, the voice sounding like a young women’s which you had barely had time to comprehend as she spoke again.”What’s your name?” She asked you as she cocked her head slighty, seemingly analysing your body as she waited for you to respond, her hands curled against one another and placed on her dress-like legs.
“My names Anon.” You said, glancing up and down the gooey creature, both glad that the creature wasn’t hostile and confused that what the creature was doing in the house.”Whats your name?” You asked, still trying to comprehend the sight that was in front of you.
“Anon,Anon, that’s a nice name that is. As for me, my name is Meredith.” She Said with a quite yet happy tone, the creature constantly glancing up and down your body as her tentacle-like hair flicked against her back and shoulders, with her turning to the left and sitting down on your bed. “I haven’t had somebody living with me for years. Most the time it’s just repair men who come and go in a couple hours and never come up here.” She Said with a hint of sadness in her tone.
“How long have you been here for?” You asked her, placing yourself on the bed alongside her, starting to feeling much more emotion then you initially thought you were going to feel for her. She stayed silent for a while, looking down at the ground, her posture subtly changing into a more subtle, more sad position, moving her hand down to the bed and clutching it slightly.
“About 200 years, at least I think so. It’s hard to tell when you’re locked up all alone.” She Said as she looked up at you, her hand clutching at the bed even harder then it was before. “I had a husband, once. He seemed nice and friendly, at first at least, but then it became clear that he hated me. I could feel it everytime he looked at me, everytime he spoke to me. I remember that one day he must of had enough of me because he took me over to the boiler room and slammed a rod into my head. I woke up again but I was in the boiler. I didn’t have flesh or bone or organs, I was just goo and tar.” She said, sounding like she was about cry, making you feel even more sorry for the goo women. You moved your hand inbetween hers, feeling the goo inbetween your fingers making you shake slighty.
You were at a loss for words, with it taking about 10 or so seconds before you managed to pull a sentence together in your head. “I’m..I’m sorry. About what you’ve been though.” You managed to get out your mouth, the slime women looking at you and clutching down in your hand as she did so, her body slowly moving over to you as she began to speak again.
“Your voice isn’t like his.” She Said in that same tone of quiet happiness she had at the start of the conversation.” Your voice is warm,full of kindness. I like that in a person.” She Said as she pushed her head down towards yours, your head driving down to hers before she suddenly rammed her face into yours, a smooth tentacle running into your mouth, which you assumed to be her tongue, which was now running inside your mouth, each lash of the tongue being filled with passion and love, the kiss lasting for about 10 seconds before she pulled away, with her staring back at you before she put her hand to her mouth, with her obviously blushing if she’d had blood in her body.
She stuttered as she tried to speak, any words coming out of her mouth being tangled into gibberish before she managed to say something. “D-Dreadfully Sorry about that, Anon! It’s just been a while since I even got a chance to do this with anyone.” She Said as you tried to tell it was fine but before you could do that you were hushed by her speaking again. “I have a few more desires as well, some of them being rather... lustful in nature. I was wondering that maybe you could do something with me.” She Said as more of her body moved over to you, the tentacles on her hair going wild on her back. “Have sex with me Anon.” She Said, with you simply nodding yes, being at a loss for words for how fast this conversation was going.
“Thank you!” She said, her voice raising from the near whisper that it in most of the time, before coming down to the whisper yet again. “Well, in that case, let’s begin.” She Said as she pushed her hands down into your shoulders before moving you across the bed, having a surprising amount of strength in her for a goo creature. You layed down on the bed as you began to flick your belt off, throwing it to the ground as she began to take your shirt off, staining it with the goo that came from her fingers, drops of it falling onto your skin as she chucked your shirt aside. As this happens you ripped your pants of, moving them down your legs and leaving them at the end of the bed, your rapidly hardening cock flying out of them.
You felt as her hands placed themselves on your shoulders, her fingernails dripping goo onto your shoulders before she moved up onto the lower part of your chest, the slime flowing over your skin and around your body so that her slime-like legs were still formed. She began to pull upward, the strands of goo slowly stretching and spliting apart, most of the now ripped stands absorbing back into her body as she slowly moved above your cock, drops of goo dripping onto your cock and making it twitch with each drop, with some anticipation building between the both of you as she slammed down onto your cock, moaning loudly as she did so.
Your cock was in another world, or so it seemed that way, the women’s insides feeling like something you had never felt before. It was skintight, the slime moving around you, slipping down your cock and occasionally pooling at your base before being moved to another part of her body. You moaned as well,moving your arms up and grasping her wide hips, your fingertips moving inside her body slightly as she raised her hands from your shoulders, placing them together as you lifted her up slightly before moving her back down onto your hips, her hair lashing back down her head as she felt your cock inside her yet again, your fingers digging into her hips even deep.
You began to move your hips up and down, going slowly so that the hole you put inside her body came back together before you slammed into it again, each of her moans being more lustful then the last. You felt as your cock pushed away the slime, the rushing sensation against your cock being intense, making you get your teeth and let a slight hiss of a moan out of your mouth. Occasionally a part of the go would stay, forming a tentacle that flicked against the underside of your cock, something that made you moan even more then you were before. You looked up her face, her eyes showing how much pleasure she was in,with mains and words that trailed onto nothing coming out of her mouthless face.
“Go-MMpH- Go harder!” She moaned out as she slammed her hands down onto your chest,scratching at it slightly. You obliged with the goo woman’s request, living her off your body a bit so you could piston inside her more and more, your hips hitting hers, the gooey residue sticking to your hips before being slammed back into her on the next thrust, droplets of slime slamming off the goo,making small puddles around you which would no doubt become stains by tomorrow morning, not that you really cared about that. More and more of the goo had caught caught around your cock when you thrusted in, tentacles wriggling against your cock before being absorbed back into the goo.
Her body suddenly moved down, her arms pressing into the mattress as her pushed her face onto yours again, kissing you with that smooth tongue of hers. You felt as her hair moved across your head, placing with locks of your own hair and moving across your ears. Meanwhile she had now started thrusting down onto you as well, her hips hitting yours as you went up, lewd sounds now echoing across the room. At this point her insides barely even got time to reform, meaning that you were pushing your dick into a constantly moving mass, which was beginning to push you to the edge, your cock beginning to throb inside her.
You moaned and moaned, the pressure at your tip beginning to build up inside her, her grip getting stronger as she pulled away from your face, beads of the goo still on your tongue as she began to speak.”A-Anon!I-I’m about to!” She screamed as you felt a wave of black fluid rush across your cock, the women’s moans being shrill as her arms twitched and her hair lashed and lashed against her back, your cock feeling like it was about to explode before you decedied it was too much for you, cumming inside your slimy lover, filling her up as you saw her black insides beginning to turn white.
This continued for about 30 seconds or so before you stopped cumming, your sperm now flowing inside her, making the slime around where you had penetrated go white and grey. The women soon drifted off your cock and next to you on the bed, looking at you as her hair-like tentacles hung down from her face. “That, That was amazing.” She Said, sounding rather exhausted as the cum germinated inside her body. “You feel so warm inside me, do you know that.” She said happily as she hugged up closer to you, with you looking into her to her eyes as she did so. “Now, it’s getting quite late, isn’t it? We need to get a lot of sleep, we have a lot of work to do tomorrow.” She Said as she snuggled up next to you, with you not bothering to respond as you both fell asleep in each other arms, what thoughts about where your relationship would go from here.
You’d think she’d look quite good in a wedding dress, after all.
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