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Thread: Encounters of a Random (and Gooey) Kind

There was a whispered tsk, tsk, tsk in the air as the tip of the blade stuck -right- in the pile of goo. No amount of pulling or heaving or yelling would dislodge the thing, and eventually it was abandoned in the pile of her body. And finally, with a spectacular flourish, it was jettisoned into the air, disappearing like a shining star in the middle of the sky. As Cerias' ass hit the ground, the slime took this chance to pounce. The goo rolled across the ground, rolling like thunder and lightning across the sky. With every forward motion, a head rose out, then shoulders, then breasts, and arms, and other interesting bits of anatomy, expanding as what turned out to be a she moved forward. A sword on a slime? Well, that didn't work very well, did it? she asked, the voice clearly feminine and quite clearly amused and chiding. It just doesn't work like that, swords and slimes. Every adventurer worth their salt should no that. No, every man, she muttered, taking a step closer to him. Her foot quite firmly placed itself on his stomach. Are you a man? Should I go checking to find out? she asked softly, lowering herself to her knees. The sword landed just then, sticking rather firmly in the ground about a foot away. She laughed to herself as that foot was replaced with her hand, quite strong and sticky, against his stomach. Well, are you a man? she asked, one hand reaching for his crotch.
Thread: Encounters of a Random (and Gooey) Kind

As the blade was launched into the sky, Cerias couldn't help but let out a squeak of horror, this was definitely no weak opponent he had been facing. He had the worst luck, running into what he expected to be a simple slime only to find an incredibly powerful one. He could only watch as the figure transformed, he was too stunned to move. He expected a large monster, something that would crush him like an insect, the days where he had dreamed of fame and glory were already long gone. Sweat ran down his forehead, and he couldn't help but feel a slight shiver. But then, the slime seemed to grow womanly features. At first he wasn't certain, but when breasts came out of the pile, his suspicions were easily confirmed. What had once been nervosity and fear turned to embarassment and... Something else. The slime was teasing him, mocking him, she even had him pinned down with her foot. He could feel the pressure on his chest, she was strong, very strong, he had no chance to escape, he was at her mercy. He wondered if she was going to kill him. But then, the slime got to her knees, replacing the foot that had been on his stomach with her hand. The pressure was once again strong, but she moved down reaching for... His eyes widened and a deep blush appeared on his cheeks. He had already felt excited at the sight of a naked, although very slimy, woman's figure. But now that she was reaching for his member, it grew harder, a small bulge pressing against his pants, visible to the eye. ''I-I... Am a man! You're just the first monster I ever encountered, how am I supposed to defeat something like you with no previous experiences!'' He scowled, his pride hurt. Though his pride was definitely not the first thing on his mind right now.
Thread: Encounters of a Random (and Gooey) Kind

Elise giggled at the man's... or rather, boy's reaction, withdrawing her hand at the last moment to notice that there was now quite a bulge hiding in those trousers of his. Aw... hard already? And I hadn't even touched you. Sounds more like a boy than a man to me, she said, clearly enjoying the poor man's embarrassment. Now, now. Let's not be complaining. You don't go swinging your sword around unless you're ready to kill something. And fully prepared for what may be done to you in return for such a threat, she whispered. She straightened then, reaching for the sword. The impact on the sword had sent it sky-high, and warped the handle, and when it came back down it had stuck a good two or three feet into the ground, pretty much to the hilt. She drew it out of the ground like Excalibur from the stone. She returned to his side, giving him a grin, pushing him down hard with a single gooey finger. She reached out with the blade, keeping him nice and steady as the blade tore into his pants, cutting around the crotch, and gleefully she peeled back the outer layer of his pants... and if he was going commando, the prize that lay within. She toyed briefly with holding the blade around his member, before simply tossing the sword to the side, and reaching out. Her goo dripped over his bulge, before solidifying back into a hand, giving him a rather firm squeeze.
Thread: Encounters of a Random (and Gooey) Kind

Cerias felt shameful at the slime creature's comment. She knew that he was a boy and not a man, he had never done anything with a woman before, and his excitement made it pretty apparent. He had always been too busy thinking about adventure and glory... And yet, adventure would be the thing that led to him becoming a man. It was quite ironic really. Or at least so he thought, but then the creatured spoke of threats and took the sword, once again his feelings shifted, was she going to hurt him? when the sword was brought to his crotch, his panic grew even wider, he wanted to escape but she immediately pinned him down. ''W-What are you...'' In response to his unspoken question, she cut his pants away, around the crotch area, very swiftly. His member popped out nearly instantly, like a jack coming out of it's box. She didn't take the sword away right away, and for a moment he wondered if she was going to cut it off. But then she tossed the sword, and with that movement came great relief. He watched as her goo dripped down on his member, almost like she could control it entirely. It felt... Strange, cold and warm, hard and soft at the same time. The goo then solidified around his member, squeezed it tight, which cause a soft moan to escape his lips. Precum began to leak slowly from his tip, mixing in with the strange gooey substance that made up the slime's body. Though it seemed to disappear quickly, as if the slime was absorbing it, feeding on it even... Maybe that's exactly what she was doing, feeding on his fluids? He couldn't help but wonder, despite the excitement.
Thread: Encounters of a Random (and Gooey) Kind

Elise seemed to be greatly enjoying this, her hand wrapped tight around the slight curve of his rigid cock. She felt as his precum dripped out of his member, mingling with her own liquid... absorbing into her body. She could taste it, as if she were human and it was sitting right on her tongue. She winked at him, her hand sliding up and down the underside of his cock. Mmm... so, what's your name? Why are you out here, boy? Little virgins make great snacks for slimes like me, she said quietly, leaning forward. Her mouth opened wide, the head of his cock meeting the resistance of the slime within, before sinking into her head. Her lips wrapped around the base of his cock, and it was quite obvious then that there was nothing but slime. It was warm and sticky and cool and smooth all at once, wrapping around him from head to base. Soon, his balls were wrapped up in her hand, and a faint pressure pushed in at all sides, rippling slightly. And still... she was able to talk. It had to do with just being a voice and aslime, after all. In fact... one would have to wonder if she was even speaking. And the voice wasn't just registering in his head without traveling through the air first... This is your first time, isn't it? The faces you make are adorable.
Thread: Encounters of a Random (and Gooey) Kind

A shiver of pleasure went down his spine as she took him into her mouth. And yet, it didn't feel very different from her hand. Afterall, no matter which part of her body she had been using, it was all slime. In fact, his member could probably have entered any part of her body and given him a similar sensation. No, what brought the shiver was the fact that he could see her taking it into her mouth, literally. Through her slime, he could see his member enter her mouth and go down what would have been her throat, had she been human. He could see his member twitch and throb as it rubbed against the slime inside of her. This made him blush fiercely, it all felt so strange, surreal even. But the pleasure he was receiving was very real. Then the hand came, wrapping his balls, not really 'grabbing' but more engulfing them in her goo, the feeling was unbearable and he had to bite his lips as to not finish right away. At the slime's question, he could only nod slowly, his embarassment was apparent, but so was his pleasure. He slid his hand down and touched what would have been her hair. As soon as he did so, he felt a sticking sensation, which he had difficulty describing to himself. He felt that if he wasn't careful, his hand would go through it and be engulfed in her, so he only caressed the surface of her 'hair' softly. It felt warm, just like the rest of her body... She was really a strange creature.
Thread: Encounters of a Random (and Gooey) Kind

Elise was rather having fun with all this. And while she was certainly doing things to him, there was also the fact that she really did enjoy fucking with humans. Not just in the literal sense. She watched him out of the corner of her eyes as she continued to bob her head up and down on his rigid cock, knowing he could watch the cock inside of her head, getting slimed all around. And then his hand settled down on top of her head, stroking, as if encouraging him to go on. Time to fuck with him. She pulled off his cock, and rushed forward, slamming his body down fully to the ground, her hands holding his own hands down. DON'T DO THAT, she commanded in her most imperious voice, hoping it would scare the poor boy. And then a wicked smile broke out across her face. Well now, look where I am, she said with a smile, glancing down between them. Her lower lips.. they were well-defined for a slime, and one might wonder about why that is. And she would show him. She thrust her hips down on his, and suddenly he would understand why. It was abnormally slippery, and quite warm. It clamped tight around him, and there was actually a feeling of sticky friction. It was like a number of warm tongues all licking his cock at once, from every direction. She laughed to herself, watching the expression his face. Do you like that? I don't even have to move my hips and I could make you come, she said with a low laugh. Indeed, hse stayed absolutely still, but it was still as if his cock was being assaulted by warm tongues, all around, and he could even feel a steady sucking on the head of his cock.
Thread: Encounters of a Random (and Gooey) Kind

Cerias couldn't help but gasp in shock when he was tackled and pinned down. She shouted at him, urging him to stop touching her, and he felt his heartbeat race, she seemed angry with him, furious even. He was simply and utterly terrified, he had only wanted to touch her but apparently that had been a grave mistake. Though his fear didn't last long, as soon another feeling replaced it, a feeling of overwhelming pleasure. His member slipped inside of the slime's warm opening, and that's when he realised he had been wrong about her entire body feeling the same, very wrong. His body arched, pushing upwards slightly and he couldn't help but close his eyes, the feeling rushed through his entire body, like a wave that rippled through him. Every single inch of his member felt as if it was being licked and sucked on at once, the feeling was simply pure bliss. Any fear or embarassment he might have felt previously were now far away from his mind, the only thing on it now was the pleasure he was receiving. His breathing got harder, his chest raising up and down and his member ached, begging for release, every second seeming like an eternity. He wanted to come, he was so close, and this was like torture to him. ''P-Please... I want to come.'' He said, almost a whisper, begging the slime to pleasure him, to bring him over the edge he was on.
Thread: Encounters of a Random (and Gooey) Kind

Elise's mouth twisted into quite the smile as she felt his body begin to shudder. She was doing everything in his power to make him feel amazing... while at the same time doing everything in her power to keep him just at that edge. Not letting him trip over it quite yet. Not letting him have that sweet, sweet release he was after. Aw, are you wanting to come? Do you want the big bad monster to make the boy come? she asked, her voice on the edge of an absolute cackle. She glanced down between them, where her pussy was sucking on his cock so sweetly, having more or less absorbed the thing all the way into her body. Slowly, she settled down fully on top of him, her hands pressing down hard against her stomach, running it across his muscles. Mm.. Alright, I suppose I can let you come, she said, and with a wicked grin she began to shake her hips. Hard and fast on him, her pussy sucking at him harder, her tits bouncing freely as she rode him to his orgasm.
Thread: Encounters of a Random (and Gooey) Kind

It only lasted for a few moments longer, the rough treatment his member was receiving finally having been too much. He moved his hips with her one last time, pushing his member as hard as he could inside of her, then he came. His warm seed shot into the slime several times over and over as his entire body shook with pleasure. Everytime he came he felt like the slime's body was sucking in what was coming out, which only added to the rushing sensation that he felt. Finally, he was done, having completely emptied himself, his breath was now heavy and tired and he had trouble thinking clearly. But his member was still inside of the slime and still felt like it was getting pleasured, this made him wince as his member was now extremely sensitive and it was difficult to put up with the feeling. But just like his sword had been stuck in her, he knew that the only way he would get out is if the slime let him out.
Thread: Encounters of a Random (and Gooey) Kind

Elise smiled as the young warrior was finished off with her slimy, gooey body, feeling the thick warm seed spurting inside of her body. It floated through her body, little globs of seed just held in stasis.. and then it began to disappear, absorbed into her blue, translucent form. Mmm.. tasty, Elise said with a wink, slowly pulling off of his cock. However, she left a little something behind... A thin layer of goo still surrounded his cock, and it concentrated mostly on the very head of it... starting to vibrate and suck on the very tip of it. You're mine now, she said, casually scooping him up into her arms, as the little gooey bit continued to incapacitate him with pleasure. I didn't think you would mind all that often, she said, her smile nearly malicious as the bit of goo sucked at the overly sensitive head.
Thread: The Foxhound unit

Special Weapons and Infiltration Expert Cecilia Kitterin Veneeri or Kitten as her code name was, looked in the small mirror hanging above her bed and sighed. The bags under her eyes were never going to go away. Sleep had been something she couldn't or in this case, wasn't allowed to enjoy. She had recently came back from a mission in New York that, truth be told, wasted her time. A suppose bomb threat in the subway where some idiot had threatened millions of lives with nothing more then a decoy and a gun, shouting crazy nonsense about God or something. If religion was involved nothing good ever came out from it. Green eyes starring back at her, she patted the dark circles under her eyes and frowned. Beauty sleep my ass.She said. She was promised sleep, instead, she was on this Blackbird going for another mission. Jack had insisted on having her on this team, along with another female soldier. No one ever hung out, then again, how could one have a normal social life with the kind of job they had. Forcing herself away from the mirror, Cecilia ruffled her short black hair, making it stick out in a way that didn't look so embarassing. She wasn't sure what this new mission was about, but no doubt it was something- Jack's voice was heard echoing through out the room and it didn't work that it was so fucking loud in the ladies room. She covered one ear and cursed. Fucking A Jack, don't yell in the mic.She said, though that was Jack's normal way of speaking. Heading for the door, she pulled it open and stepped through, wondering what the lightnews was. Heading for the stairs, she made her way down below to the cargo hold, her combats boots making light thumbing sounds on the metal floor. Reaching Jack, she rested a hand on the back of his chair and leaned in, looking at the screen and whistled. What the fuck is that?She asked, taking in every detail on the large tank on the screen. The metal behemoth was well equiped. Nothing could sneak up behind it, from the sides, above or infront. She had a feeling nothing could get below it either. Is that what our next assignment is?She asked, already knowing the answer. Things like this rarely come to surface, but when they do, Kitten and anyone else on her team do all they can to stop the threat before its made public and before its brought to life and used against countries. Those turrest can take anyone out on all sides. I'm curious about the rounds used. And thickness of the metal. Any other details on this thing?
Thread: The Foxhound unit

Is there a primer thread or character profiles for this, or are we just making it up as we go along?
Thread: The Foxhound unit

Close Quarters Combat Specialist Alisha Raptor Barr sat awake the entire night starring at her metalic hands, occasionally feeling phantom limb in her right arm, making it increadibly uncomfortable to sleep. Her crisp blonde hair occasionally falling over her grey eye and burning red eye augment. Her body was decorated in macabre battle scars and mechanical augments. She lost her left hand in a Tactical Espionage mission in Quebec. A group of Communist Extremists were packing more heat than she could bare. She took a AJ-580 Jackhammer round to her hand, blowing it apart when it should have been caught by her high density, carbon steel dagger. Her right arm was lost in her last mission when she tried to return a frag grenade from out of an suburban home. She counted one second too short and it detonated as it left her finger tips. Most people resent their augments, but she looked at them as trophies and her rites of battle. They also gave her speed and agility that she never had before with human hands. Though the artificial nerves were much less sensitive, it was a price worth paying. When Jack shouted her inner ear augments automatically lowered the pitch. She chuckled at herself as the fittingly named Kitten yelled back at him. She followed closely behind Kitten until she reached the same command center. So what are we doing? asked the grim woman as she veiwed the extremely ominous tank Sabotage I assume, but armor like that is going to be locked up tight. How do you propose we tackle something like that?
Thread: The Foxhound unit

Jack sighed, chuckling at Kitten's reaction. That my friends, is a hover tank. Central Intel found out about it a few days ago from a mole. Or a defector, I don't really remember or care at this point. He zoomed in on the main part. We don't exactly know how we're getting in yet. All we know is how to take it down. Inside this little pod... the head if you will, is the AI system controlling it. He tapped the screen. Without it, it doesn't work. If it doesn't work, it can't hurt us. The soldier shrugged, switching the pictures to a map. We'll be dropping into Bolivia. Here, right in the middle of the forest. From there, we will head over to Peru. Once again, we don't know where exactly they're keeping this thing, but where ever it is, it will be big and noticeable. He looked to Alisha. Security is going to be tight, so we'll probably end up blowing a hole in the side. I'll have the robo-pilot drop us some heavy duty equipment if we need it. He switched over to the tank blueprints again, and pointed to the rear section. If, for some God Forsaken reason, this thing is activated before we get to it, then we'll have hell on our hands. Which is why we'll be dropping with a few explosives. Cecilia, you're the SpecWeps expert. You'll have most of the C4. Me and Ali will split a few kilograms of the stuff. He stood. Follow me to the armory. I have some new things from the 'Dragon'. The Dragon was their weapons supplier. None of them knew where he got the weapons, especially the unlocked ones, but he got them. When they had made their way up to the armory, Jack grinned, pulling out a skin-tight, somewhat scaly looking suit. Ladies, these are our new in-mission uniforms. His smile reached from ear to ear, being the Tech and Comms expert he was. These suits are capable of copying the surface texture and tempature of any surface. Just stand still with the suit touching in, and voila, you are part of the background. He poked one, and it joggled. Also, it has a slight resistance to ballistics and fire. He put two on the benches, and dove back into the box. When he pulled back up, he had in his hands a compact weapons. This is the Devastator T-78. Doesn't look like much, but it packs a rather large punch. Takes .45 auto bullets, most of them are Hollow Points. And last but not least.... He pulled out a pistol. The H-Series. Not the biggest gun, but very useful. Be careful with this. He nodded his head, and handed the equipment to their respectful owners. Each suit comes with a special surprise for your specific expertise in skills. You'll find them out when you use them. Jack glanced down at his watch, then back up. Go get changed. We jump when we're ready.
Thread: The Foxhound unit

The only problem with using high explosives on an AI tank is the hull breach klaxons. Added Alisha to the conversation, crossing her matte-black augments over her bosom. Any guards in or around Ground zero will no doubt be linked up to a low frequency security system with their own augments. So the main objective here isn't just attacking the primary target, but luring all of the watch dogs away far enough so we can get in and out with relative ease. Something I excel at Raptor craned her neck and rolled her shoulders, the sound of augment and bone grinding was almost unbearable to the others but was almost soothing to the expert assassin. After they discussed the tank fully she proceeded into the armory chamber with the others. Her scarred face widened into a massive smile as she saw her combat suit. The chameleon suit was fantastic, if not for it's obviously male driven design. The ability to be invisible had been a dream of hers since the start of her military career. At last she could truly be the definition of a ghost. She held each weapon in her hands and tested the weight as her eye augment calibrated which hand would work better for which. She loaded, unloaded, reloaded cocked and aimed each gun twice. Meh, she said dissatisfied as always these will do. Guns were noisy, ghosts were silent. One could look at the devices as natural enemies. Nothing compared to Alisha's B-47 Assassin Compound Bow. It was fast, never jammed, was silent and best of all was always a clean kill. Coupled with her auto targeting eye augment function, she and the bow were an unstoppable duo. Alisha made her way to the ladies room and saw Kitten trying to fit her rump into her skin-tight suit. Unable to pass up the opportunity, Alisha slapped Cecilia on the bare bum as hard as she could, aware that she did not hear her enter. Raptor laughed and proceeded to strip and stuff her own assets into the form fitting combat suit, before opening a steel briefcase to reveal the parts of her B-47 Assassin. Hello beautiful, she said to the bow Did you miss mommy? Alisha began quickly piecing together the bow and listened to the concealed yet detectable worry in Cecelia's voice as she inquired. Odds are this is just the harbor for the buyers and gear-heads to visit and observe. Answered Cecilia cleaning her bow. And if the intel is correct then this tank was freshly moved here, meaning we have a few more days before the actual threat arrives... However, if our intel is off... then destroying the prototype won't do shit.