Chapter 2. Moving forward (XXX)
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A squishy blob, resembling a half-circle, slowly moved toward the cave entrance and halted on the grassy ground. Leon, with his flexible body, sensed the texture of the terrain, the presence of plants, and the touch of the wind. His passive vibration sense, akin to echolocation, worked best inside the cave, proving highly effective. However, outside the cave, his sensory range was limited to objects and the ground within a range of 50-60 feet. Unable to see anything beyond the ground, panic gripped him as he feared the possibility of becoming trapped. Anxious and vulnerable without his previous senses, he swiftly retreated back into the cave. Longing to regain his sight, hearing, and sense of smell, he attempted to reshape his form, but struggled due to his limited understanding of human anatomy. Frustration overwhelmed him, leading him to turn to his menu in desperate hope of finding a solution.

Name: Leon Helava Johnson

Race: Flesh Slime

Experience: 0/100

Level: 1

Biomass: 10

Mana: 10

Life Affinity: The affinity for life magic. (Can influence the abilities the user unlocks.) 

Stats:

Author's Note: One stat point is equivalent to a stat point in an adult human's attribute. For example, a human child with a one stat on their physical attribute would be as strong as an adult human.

* Gain stats by absorbing flesh from other organisms.

 

Physical: 1

(Strength + Vitality + Endurance + Toughness)

Mental: 1

(Intelligence + Perception + Willpower)

Mobility: 1

(Agility + Dexterity + Flexibility)

Abilities

~Shapeshifting: Shapeshifting is the power to physically transform into different forms, including the ability to grow extra limbs and organs. However, this ability demands a deep understanding of the physiology of the desired form or organ. It's crucial to note that the user must possess sufficient mass to transform into a specific form or organ.

~Tremor Sense: A passive ability that allows an individual to form an accurate mental image of the ground and anything in contact with it by detecting and interpreting vibrations.

~Flesh Absorption: With the power of Flesh Absorption, individuals can absorb flesh to increase their mass. The amount of mass they gain depends on the freshness of the flesh, where fresher flesh provides more mass compared to decayed flesh. Moreover, absorbing flesh grants them knowledge of its physiological makeup and a chance to acquire its abilities. However, the probability of gaining abilities decreases with repeated absorption of the same species. Additionally, the amount of stat points gained from absorbing the same species repeatedly decreases with each absorption. Furthermore, the amount of biomass gained from consuming the same species drops significantly after the first specimen.

~Biomass Condensation: The ability to densify parts or the entire body.

Available skills:

N/A

*Gain new abilities by leveling up. Gain experience by absorbing biomass, the amount of experience gained increases with the size of the biomass assimilated during a single session. In addition, experience can be gained by copulating with other organisms. However, experience cannot be gained from copulation for the next 48 hours.

*The user can delete certain abilities by consenting to multiple prompts that appear on the screen. However, abilities marked with the symbol "~" are unable to be removed.

 

While reading his menu, he found himself puzzled by the fact that a flesh slime could actually gain experience from sex. Nonetheless, he figured it was better than gaining nothing at all. Plus, deep down, he still identified as male, so the concept of progressing through sex didn't seem too awful to him.

'The 48 hour cool down is a bummer though.'

Scrolling down in his menu, he discovered that the key to regaining his senses was to find an organism with the necessary body parts, absorb them, and gain knowledge of their anatomy. With that knowledge, he could then create functioning eyes, ears, a nose, and other vital organs. Despite the desperate nature of his situation, he was determined to restore his human senses, even if it meant absorbing another human being.

Driven by his resolve, he utilized his shapeshifting abilities to mold a section of his flesh into a weapon. Experimenting with various shapes like squares, rectangles, and ovals, he even transformed a tentacle into a spear, honing the tip to a sharp metallic point. Lost in his shapeshifting experiments, he failed to notice a burly figure sprinting towards the tunnel.

"Finally found you, you damn cave." Rex said.

Snapped out of his trance, Leon froze as he spotted the approaching man.

With cautious steps, Rex entered the dark cave, his keen eyes catching a glimmering red blob in the shadows. Intrigued, he approached it slowly, careful not to startle the creature. His excitement grew as he examined it closely.

"This could fetch a fortune."

Knowing that slimes were generally not aggressive unless provoked, he confidently walked past the creature, his spirits high. He couldn't wait to return to town and sell this valuable find.

Remaining still, Leon stayed on guard as the large man neared him. Unable to understand the man's words, he remained cautious. However, he noticed the man pass by with a cheerful expression, which eased his tension a bit. Using his tremor sense, he observed the man's enthusiastic exploration of the small cave. But as time went on, he sensed the man growing increasingly frantic.

"Where the bloody hell is it? Did someone from town steal it? No way some stupid animal or monster could have done this." With a surge of anger, he marched towards the cave exit, determined to find answers. However, his steps abruptly halted as a thought crossed his mind. The memory of the rare slime he had encountered earlier flashed before him, reminding him of the immense value its core possessed.

As the large man approached, wielding a crude spiked club and a flickering lantern, his nerves jolted. Fear for his life surged within him initially, but then an idea sparked. Maybe he could turn this situation around and regain his senses. A nervous chuckle escapes his mind as the man drew nearer. He steadied himself and honed in on his plan. Patiently, he waited for the man to come closer, ready to put his newly crafted weapon to the test.

Rex approached the slime, holding his lantern to illuminate its fleshy texture. "Never seen a slime like you before," he remarked, his aversion evident. Despite his hesitation, he leaned in, inspecting the slime up close. He even brought his face nearer, attempting to get a better look and smell. Then, a sudden realization struck him—this slime had formed from his bounty's corpse, making it a remarkably rare yet repulsive specimen. The discovery caught him off guard; he had never heard of such a thing.

Lost in thought, he was abruptly jolted back to reality by a sickening sound—an arrow finding its mark. Pain seared through his head, and he turned to see a red tentacle impaling through his left eye socket, piercing his brain and ending his life instantly.

As Rex's body convulsed and his eye lost focus, Leon swiftly made a decision. In one gulp, he swallowed the man's upper body, then proceeded to consume his lower half, enclosing the body within his fleshy walls. He knew he had to act swiftly before the flesh spoiled. Despite feeling guilty, he justified his actions, thinking, 'It was kill or be killed. He was going to attack me anyway.' Setting aside his worries and fears of becoming a cold-blooded killer, he focused on the task at hand. Letting go of his mind and surrendering to his instincts, he allowed his body to take over on autopilot as he absorbed the man's flesh.

~~~~

In the forested city of Brightwood, inside a dimly lit bar, two people sat together, engrossed in conversation. "It's been a full day since he said he was going to return. I'm starting to really worry that something bad might've happened to him," Jen said, her voice trembling with concern.

Brent tried to comfort her, understanding her worry about Rex. "Hey, you remember that A-rank badass roaming the forest, right? She can handle those monsters without even breaking a sweat. He would have to face-plant into a dragon's ass before he's in any real danger. So, no need to worry, I'm pretty sure he's safe."

A shudder ran through her as she remembered the day when a group of D-rank monsters nearly laid waste to the city. The armed forces, comprised solely of D-rank adventurers and the guards, had valiantly fought to keep the monsters at bay. However, it was the timely arrival of a lone B-rank adventurer, who would later introduce himself as the Blessed Hero of Azura, that changed the course of the battle. With effortless skill, the hero vanquished the abominations, rescuing the city from certain destruction.

"I know you're right, but my brother is never late, especially when he's serious about something."

He sighed. "You know what? Once I polish off this ale and grub, I'll go hunt him down. And hey, if you're up for it, you can tag along with me."

"Really?" her eyes lit up.

"I'm serious. You can come with me. As long as that adventurer is around, there won't be any monsters in Brightwood." 

She leaned forward across the small table and hugged him. "Thank you, you have no idea how worried I was. He means everything to me."

He sighed and said, "I totally get it. He's my best bud, but I can't be stressing about him every time he goes on one of his adventures. If I did, I'd be pulling my hair out and be as bald as a newborn by now."

She giggled and hugged him tighter, causing him to unintentionally catch a glimpse of her cleavage, revealed by the low-cut neckline of her dress. He blushed as she hugged him tightly. At this close proximity, he caught a whiff of her womanly aroma, and felt her firm and modest bust against his chest. Sensing his body's reaction, he gently disengaged from the embrace, feeling a tinge of disappointment as he tried to hide, and suppress his rising excitement.

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In a small cave west of Brightwood, Leon took a much-needed rest after a long day spent assimilating Rex. "That took longer than expected. One day to assimilate a person? I didn't even gain anything new. Well, I hope this shit gets faster, cause I can't even imagine how long a dragon would take."

He gained 20 XP points, 10 biomass, and two stat points upon assimilating Rex. He immediately allocated the two stat points to his physical and mobility attribute. He felt a surge of newfound power coursing through his body, upon applying the stat points. His strength now exceeded that of a healthy adult man by two-fold, while also feeling more mobile.

Having acquired knowledge of the human body, he reverted back to his human form, regaining his sight, smell, and hearing. He was surprised by how seamlessly his tremor sense merged with his original senses. He soon realized that he no longer felt attached to his human form, as being reincarnated as a flesh slime had shifted his perspective on identity. After some contemplation, he decided to take on Rex's form. He had no reservations about the change, believing he could be both Rex and Leon at the same time. But to prevent himself from getting lost in his new identity, he locked all his memories in his consciousness for safe keeping, though he knew this was more like engraving his memory in his DNA.

While delving into Rex's memories, he finally understood his purpose in the cave. The region had suffered from an onslaught of low-grade monsters, resulting in a shortage of guards and adventurers. This allowed the beasts to return to the forest, wreaking havoc and leading to the downfall of the lumber business. As a lumber man, Rex lost his job in the process. Eager to prove himself and secure a position in the Brightwood Guard, he made the decision to take on a bounty.

Accepting a quest to track down a wanted bandit who had set up camp west of Brightwood's forest, he ambushed and dispatched the bandit while the bandit slumbered. However, he found himself too worn out to carry the lifeless body along with the substantial amount of gear he already had. He chose to leave the body behind and made his way back to town. His first stop was to drop off the meager belongings of the deceased, and then he quickly visited his sister to check on her. He knew that revealing the bounty would spoil the surprise, so he refrained from sharing any details with her.

Remorse flooded Leon's heart as guilt consumed him for taking an innocent life and abandoning his sister. He banged his head against the cave wall in frustration, causing a loud thud to reverberate and blood to trickle down his face. Confusion gripped him as he wondered how his slime form could produce blood. It was peculiar since his slime form had never done so before. After all, muscles relied on blood for proper functioning.

Lost in thought, he pondered the situation, considering the notion that his new form as a flesh slime was influenced by the bandit's atoms, including the blood. This made him wonder if flesh slimes were actually born without blood but could harness it to enhance their shapeshifting abilities. Recognizing that he might be overanalyzing things, he waved off the idea as "System fuckery." Ultimately, he came to the conclusion that he was now Rex and embraced his altered state.

Intrigued by the revelation, he chose to experiment with his newfound knowledge. With determination, he focused his mind on controlling the blood, commanding it to retreat back into the wound, hoping to close it. To his surprise, he succeeded in his attempt. Lost in deep thought, he contemplated the significant implications of his ability.

"Hold on, am I immortal? But that can't be right. I mean, I would definitely die if someone were to throw me into a volcano. But dam am I going to be hard kill."

He remembered that slimes had cores that aged, possibly causing their death from old age. Intrigued, he searched his body for a core and, in a short moment, found a tiny gelatinous ball inside him. As he examined the ball, he realized his locked memories were embedded in his DNA. Continuing his exploration, he uncovered information about his lifespan, which revealed he would live for 200 years.

"That's a good chunk of time."

Fueled by his curiosity, he delved further into his DNA, eventually discovering the information he was seeking—the process of his aging. After tinkering with the information, he figured out a way to reverse his aging process, effectively making him an ageless slime. If he wished, he could reverse his age by simply willing the process to reverse, like flicking a switch.

'I don't know if I should've done that. Being ageless has its own problems. I guess I'll leave that to future me.'

As he explored the cave, he stumbled upon his skeletal remains.
 
"Note to self: never let your guard down in front of a slime."
 
A sense of unease crept up on him, and he swiftly exited the cave, peered outside, and made sure no one was around. With a swift transformation, he morphed his right hand into the shape of a shovel and started digging his own grave.

When he went back to the cave to get his gear, he checked out his club and saw how useless it would've been against his slime form. He realized that the spikes couldn't pierce his tough, metal-like flesh, making the weapon completely useless.

"Well, that was a stupid move." 

On his way back to the city, he decided to take a detour to a nearby lake. He looked at the calm water and couldn't resist the urge to check his reflection. To his surprise, he saw the image of a striking 21-year-old man. He was tall, standing at 6'5" with a fit body, hazel-brown eyes, messy short brown hair, and a clean-shaven face. As the peaceful lake captured his attention, a strong desire to swim washed over him. Without any hesitation, he got rid of his stained and bloodied backpack, leather vest, and white tunic. He also took off his leather boots and dirty pants. Standing naked at the edge of the water, he took a moment to appreciate the beautiful surroundings before diving in.

After getting out of the water, he dried himself off and started to dress. But before pulling his pants up, he decided to check his manhood and noticed how comically small his uncircumcised dick was.

"Are you serious? How can I look like this good, but have this?"

He couldn't help but feel like he was the butt of a cruel joke. Trying to see his full size, he willed himself to become instantly erect. However, he was even more disappointed to find that it only reached a mere 3.5 inches in length.

"No fucking way, are you serious?"

Knowing he had the power to change his shape at will, he experimented with different lengths ranging from 9 to 12 inches and even went as far as making it a ridiculous 2 feet long. However, he eventually settled on a more "reasonable" size of 10 inches in length and 6.5 inches in girth, with an upward curve resembling the shape of a banana. He also decided to give it a slightly redder tone and added more veins, giving it a monstrous look.

"Holy shit, that's fucking scary."

Remembering he could make tentacles, he grew as many as he could and made each one into a dick. He noted how ridiculous he looked and changed back to the familiar feeling of only having one.

"I don't even know if I'll be able to use tentacles on anyone. It will just give me away as some sort of monster. I guess I need to find a girl who is freaky enough to try," he sighed as he stared at his reflection on the calm lake.

Rebecca let out a deep sigh as she patrolled the empty forest, feeling increasingly bored. She decided she needed a break and headed towards a nearby lake, her senses still alert to her surroundings. Upon arriving at the lake, her attention was drawn to a man standing at the water's edge, pants down, facing away from her. Irritation washed over her at the sight of someone else occupying the lake, particularly when she noticed his intent to urinate in the water. With heavy steps, she strode towards him, hoping to alert him of her presence and confront him about his behavior.

"If he doesn't notice me, I swear I'll push him in. And if he does... well, I hope he has the decency to cover himself up, because I'm not interested in seeing another pathetic excuse for a dick." 

As he honed his tremor sense, a tall, hooded woman came into his perception. Clad in a hooded cloak, leather armor, and sturdy boots, she advanced with purpose. In her hand, she wielded a wooden staff adorned with a gem that gleamed amidst entwined roots. Nonchalantly slung over her shoulder was a satchel, while a short sword rested securely on her left side. With each step she took, her curvaceous figure was impossible to ignore, accentuated further by her well-fitted gear.

While trying to make out her face, he suddenly sensed her running towards him. Startled, he turned around, accidentally flashing her with his rigid cock.

She stopped in her tracks as the man turned around, noticing his beastly cock. She stood 10 feet away, staring at his nether region.

"W-who are you? And w-what are you doing here?" Her face flushed with embarrassment as she spoke.

 Not wanting to reveal what had happened to him, he lied and said, "Um, I'm Rex Burningham and I live in town. I'm here cause I want to kill some beasties." He cringed inside as soon as he finished speaking.

Reluctantly, she averted her gaze from his private area and instead looked up at his face. Not only did he possess something she had never seen on a man before, but he also had a handsome face. Although he may not have the most attractive face she had ever seen, his features were good enough to make even elves consider him handsome.

As she looked at the half-naked man in front of her, she couldn't help but feel a sense of arousal. This feeling was not helped by the fact that her busy schedule turned her into a virgin at the age of 25.

Regaining her composure, she asked, "Do you not know who I am?"

"I don't think so..."

"You must live under a rock then."

"I was born in a cave, does that count?"

"Don't try to act clever with me. I'm Rebecca "Thorn Bush”, the mayor hired me to kill the monsters in the forest."

Nervousness engulfed his body as soon as she introduced herself as a famous adventurer.

"I'm sor—"

"Stop, I'm not done. If you didn't know, I get a bonus for killing monsters above D-grade," she gave him a piercing gaze, "You know what that means right?"

Sensing his unease, she quickly added, "But don't worry, I won't beat you up into a pulp, as per the customs." She blushed, "Instead, you can pay me back by helping me."

Despite thinking that she was a stuck-up bitch, he still offered his help. "Sure, what's up?"

Deep in Rex's being, something stirred. '....'

For a brief moment, she was caught off guard and felt an indescribable feeling wash over her, but it vanished as quickly as it arrived. She reasoned it was due to her mix of nerves and curiosity caused by the interaction.

'I can't believe I'm doing this.'

With a deep breath, she decided to take the plunge. "I was wondering if you could take your pants off and stand closer to me?" She said, her face getting redder.

She held her breath, waiting for the response. She was prepared for the potential embarrassment or rejection, but she hoped that he would still accept her request. If not, she even made a plan to erase his memory with a good smack to the head.

'What the fuck? That was out of nowhere. Is she a pervert? I don't really have a problem with it, but I wonder where this will lead to.'

He decided to comply with her request, albeit in a slightly different order. He walked closer until they were about five feet apart, he then removed his pants. Now, having a closer look at her, he couldn't help but notice how tall she was. He estimated that she was about one or a half inch shorter than him, making her the tallest woman he had ever encountered.

Watching him undress, she felt her arousal building, and her sex growing wet. She took in the sight of him, starting from his face and then tracing her gaze downward to his broad shoulders and lightly haired chest, following the trail of hair down to his nether region, before finally locking eyes on his pulsating beast.

He was shocked as he caught a brief glimpse of her angelic face. He observed her emerald green eyes, smooth unblemished fair skin, and orange hair braided into a single tail. 'Holy shit! She is the prettiest woman I've ever seen! And she's staring at my cock!' 

While daydreaming about the things he would do to her, he was suddenly pulled back to reality when she spoke.

"Can I touch it?" she asked, looking at him with a flushed face, causing him to blush uncontrollably.

"Fuck yes! I-I mean, yes..."

Her heart raced with anticipation as she watched his enthusiastic agreement. She hoped he wouldn't perceive her as some perverted woman, but her curiosity was too strong to resist. She had heard from others that male penises were usually small for reproductive reasons, but his was different. It was massive, and she couldn't help but be drawn to it.

As she approached, she squatted down right next to it, her nose just centimeters away, inhaling the intoxicating musk that made her sex throb with arousal. She reached out with her right arm, her hand trembling with anticipation, and grabbed it near the base. She was immediately struck by weight and how solid it felt. The pulsating veins snaking their way towards the tip, tickling her hand. The girth of it surprised her too, as a tall woman with larger hands, her middle finger couldn't even reach her thumb, with a centimeter of space between them.

Her curiosity piqued, she examined the tip of his dick more closely. She noticed a small red eye that his skin failed to cover, peeking towards the sky. Without thinking, she raised her left arm and gently poked it with her finger, causing him to emit a grunting noise of pleasure.

Noticing the innocent wonder in her eyes, he realized that she might be a virgin. The thought sent a surge of pleasure to the tip of his throbbing rod, causing precum to bead at the tip. Wanting to guide her, he slowly pulled his foreskin back, revealing more of the red skin, but not all the way. He wanted to give her the pleasure of pulling it back herself.

Her eyes widened as she noticed him pulling the skin back, revealing more of the red skin underneath. She couldn't resist the urge to explore further. Using her left hand, she pulled the skin back herself, feeling some resistance but eventually winning out. Her reward was a shiny bulbous head, resembling the color of a ruby, glistening in the light. Her curiosity and excitement grew, and she couldn't wait to explore further.

With a mix of awe and desire, her fingers traced the contours of his exposed head, her touch hesitant and unskilled, as her orange hair peeked out from under her hooded cloak. She couldn't help but marvel at its size and smoothness, the way it twitched under her gentle caress, and the glistening bead of precum that adorned the tip like a jewel. Encouraged by his low moan and his involuntary bucking, she leaned in closer, her breath hot against the sensitive skin, her movements eager but lacking experience.

Emboldened by his response, her tongue darted out to taste the salty sweetness of his precum, savoring the heady mix of musk and desire that sent shivers down her spine. Her inexperienced tongue traced along the ridge of his head, exploring every contour with curiosity. She sensed his breathing growing ragged and his hands clenched and unclenched at his sides.

Her excitement grew from the sight. She continued to explore his member with her mouth, her movements growing bolder but still lacking finesse. She took him deeper, feeling the weight of him in her mouth, the velvety smoothness of his skin against her tongue. Her unskilled hands stroked the base of his shaft, her grip unsure but eager to please, feeling the throbbing pulse of his arousal, matching the rhythm of her own racing heart. His moans grew louder, his pleasure evident in the way he strained towards her, his hips thrusting gently in response to her enthusiastic but clumsy ministrations.

Lost in a haze of desire, she found herself engulfed in the intensity of the moment, her inexperience evident in her eager but uncoordinated movements. She continued to pleasure him with abandon, taking him deeper while swirling her tongue on his slit. She played with his skin and licked underneath the head with a mixture of curiosity and desire.

His breathing became more erratic, his hands gripping her shoulders tightly as he approached the peak of pleasure. "I'm... I'm gonna...!"

Her eyes widened in anticipation as she tried to keep up with his sudden climax. His release came in thick spurts, with large amounts of heat and seed shooting from him with each burst. The sheer volume overwhelmed her, as it pooled everywhere on the ground around them, steam rising from the heat and creating a hazy atmosphere. Some of it splattered onto her, coating her face, clothes, and even her hair with his cum, almost like giving her a bath.

"Oh, wow!" She exclaimed, surprised by the intensity of his climax and the way it covered her. Her fair skin blushed with desire, her inexperience evident in her flushed cheeks and wide-eyed expression. "That was... amazing."

He panted heavily, his body still trembling from the intense pleasure. "You... you were incredible," he managed to say, his voice hoarse with satisfaction. "I've never... felt anything like that."

She blushed, a shy smile gracing her lips as she looked up at him from under her hood.

"Really?" Her cold demeanor slightly melting, giving way to a genuine sense of pride despite her lack of experience. "I'm glad I could... um... please you."

He chuckled softly and said, "You more than pleased me," his voice filled with warmth and appreciation. "That was... fucking mind-blowing!" He said, raising both hands in the air, expressing his amazement.

She felt a surge of pride from her accomplishment in sexually pleasing a man for the first time, reinforcing her belief that she was truly exceptional, despite the fact that it was a result of his sensitivity being accidentally intensified, creating the illusion of pure ecstasy. 'You know what? I think he deserves to see my face at least once. It would be strange not to, after everything we just experienced.' With a confident gesture, she lowered her hood, revealing her exquisite elven features, notably her sharp, pointed ears.

As his gaze met her breathtaking beauty, his eyes widened, and his mouth fell open in utter disbelief. "Y-you're an E-elf??!"

"Nope, Half-elf—"

But before she could continue, they both suddenly heard a sweet feminine voice yelling, "Rex!" They turned their heads towards the noise and saw Rex's sister and his trusted friend.

He thought to himself, 'Aww shit!'

                                                                                         

THIS IS NOT MY ART, ALL CREDIT BELONGS TO THE ARTIST. This is what Rebecca's face is suppose to look like. 

 
 

 

 

 

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