The Daily Life of Me, A Slime, And My Human Girlfriend!
Author: Ayane R
◆ = Main character: Natsumi-san’s point of view
◇ = Heroine: Koharu’s point of view
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It was on a whim.
No, not really.
A female hunter had unwittingly entered my territory.
The moment I saw her, I remembered the distant past, and I attacked her without a second thought, baring my murderous intent.
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I’m a slime now.
But there’s something about me that makes me different from a normal slime.
That is, I have memories of my past life.
Before I was reborn in this world, Tillott, as a slime, I lived as a human woman in a country called Japan on a world called Earth.
Why was I reborn in this world as a slime?
There is, of course, a reason for that.
When I was still a human, I was gay, and I took the plunge and confessed to a girl I had a crush on, Kisaragi Chiharu, just before I went from the first year to the second year of high school.
After all, we were in the same class in our first year, but I never dared to talk to her, we weren’t friends or anything, but I was happy to see the one I liked whenever I liked.
However, in the second year, we were placed in different classes.
I knew this, and that’s why I made a move.
Her reply was, “That’s a bit sudden… I’m embarrassed. Could you please wait a little?”.
I guess it’s only natural that when someone says something like this, I would wonder if there was a chance.
However, my expectations were dashed in the worst possible way.
Apparently, the girl had recorded my confession with the recording function of her smartphone.
She played it in front of the class and made fun of me, Natsumi Muroi, for being a lesbian.
There were a few girls in the class who were a bit shocked by her behavior.
But most just pointed at me and laughed along with her.
Unable to bear the atmosphere, I ran out of the classroom and school, and due to the frustration, shame and extreme sadness, I chose to end my life.
The method I chose was charcoal briquettes. I went home once, took out my camping gear that was stored in the barn, loaded it into a backpack, and took a train to the mountains as far away from my hometown as possible in the 2020s. I was 16 years old at the time my life ended.
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I thought that when I died, there would be nothing left.
I never imagined that I would be reborn in another world with all the memories of my previous life still intact.
Naturally, I was confused at first. I didn’t know what was going on and even tried to pinch my cheek to see if I was dreaming.
Well, I couldn’t. Because I was reborn with no limbs.
In my complete confusion, I decided to look at my reflection in a lake that happened to be nearby.
It turned out to be a slime. But what is this?
Instead of the water drop shape of a certain famous game on Earth, I was a slightly white water bun, slightly stretched upward, with the bottom part slightly melted, with two oval-shaped pure white eyeballs on the surface and cat-like ears on the top of its head.
When I saw it, I honestly thought it was a bit cute.
Thanks to this, I somehow managed to calm down, but at that moment, I wondered what I could do as a slime.
The possibilities flowed into my mind.
I’ve played RPG games before. I guess this is what they call (skills).
When it comes to that, it’s human nature to want to try it out. No, it’s slime nature to want to try it out.
First of all, I tried one of the skills, 【Gigantization】.
Normally, my body was about 1 meter long, with a width of about 80 centimeters and a height of about 70 centimeters.
It turns out that it can grow up to four times my overall width by using the skill.
Next, I found that I could freely produce up to 10 tentacles (kinda like Shirataki noodles or Maroney-chan) from my back.
This would be surprisingly easy to use.
Next is the slime’s greatest weapon, the solution.
Humans, animals, monsters… I can cover anyone who tries to harm me and dissolve them, leaving no trace, not even the bones.
Finally, it turns out that I can use some magic.
After trying everything, I thought, “Slime is awesome!”.
However, it seems that the slimes in this world are considered to be extremely weak by Hunters, humans who hunt monsters like us.
I look like a slightly white water bun.
A water bun has sweet bean paste in the middle.
To the slimes in this world, it’s like a human’s brain and heart.
If that spot gets slashed or pierced, it’s over.
The weakness was so obvious that it was inevitable to be seen as weak.
But that’s because the slimes in this world are a bit dumb.
Among the memories that flowed into my mind was something like that.
It seems they don’t understand how to use their abilities.
The truth is that they are the strongest of all monsters……. such a shame.
I was so confused just a few minutes ago.
Now my head is clear and I’m itching to try out my abilities.
At that moment, Hunters appeared in front of me.
There were five of them. All of them were men. Judging from what they were wearing, they seemed to be quite confident in their abilities.
At first, they just looked at me and tried to walk past me.
They must have thought it was a small fry, so it was foolish to even bother with me.
They never thought that I would be deadly…….
When they turned their backs on me and were about to leave, I extended my tentacles, grabbed all their arms, and pulled them toward me.
Naturally, they panicked. Each of them readied their weapons and tried to destroy my core, but I had first used a slime skill called 【Mucus】, so their weapons couldn’t do any damage to my body, and they just slid away.
“Wh, what! What the hell is this?!”
What are they saying?
No matter how much they tried to hurt me, it’s always in vain and their faces were getting more and more desperate, which was amusing.
It seems that even though I still have memories of my past life, they don’t drag me down too much, and my mind has become a fusion of both monster and human spirit.
Maybe that’s why I have no qualms about killing people.
I use 【Gigantization】, and as they fell into complete despair at the sight, I absorbed them into my body. As I watched them struggle and writhe in agony while my powerful internal acid dissolved them, I laughed and made sure that not even their bones were left.
Apparently, my core also serves as a third eye.
So, if I wanted to, I could see the pitiful end of those who entered my body.
“Serves you right.”
With my work done, I felt refreshed and decided to make a home for myself this time.
I’m only a slime after all. It should be something like a bird’s nest…… or so I thought at first.
However, before I knew it, I had dug a hole in the ground and surrounded it with stones to make walls and a floor, then cut down trees to use to make furniture, and then camouflaged the area with large rocks to make a roof and door.
The end result was a simple underground human dwelling (or fallout shelter on Earth).
“Bathrooms and toilets… a slime doesn’t need them, does it?”
I thought, holding my head in my tentacles, but now it was too late.
(Well, I didn’t think at the time that this would come in handy later.)
I would probably never use it in my lifetime, but I decided that it was okay and started living there.
Since then, there have been several Hunters, and although they were also some monsters, some were friendly and some were hostile.
I invited the friendly ones into my home and treated them well, but I mercilessly killed the hostile ones.
It seems that slimes don’t have a problem even if they don’t eat anything.
However, they sometimes eat things as a luxury.
To me, those who are hostile are my luxury items.
It was on one of those days.
She passed by my home.
At that time, I had completely lost my reason.
After all, it was her. The female hunter was one who had once humiliated me, one whom my love for her had turned into a hatred I could die for.
Kisaragi Chiharu. She looked just like that person.
“Huh!?”
It seems the female Hunter didn’t notice me until I reached out with my tentacles.
She seemed to realize when I grabbed her arms and ankles, but it was too late. Much too late.
I laughed at her ridiculous attempts to escape, and stretched out my new tentacles to wrap around her thin, white neck.
All that’s left to do is to squeeze the tentacles wrapped around her neck with great force.
And with that, she is dead. I could kill her if I wanted to.
I could kill her, but before I did, I thought I would take my hatred out on her.
I know that the girl in front of me is not Kisaragi Chiharu.
I know that, but her face is a duplicate. I know she is not the same person as the person I hate, but I decided to use her as a substitute for the person I hate.
【Slime】 …… another one of my skills.
It drips dissolving fluid from its tentacles towards her.
Normally, this would dissolve the opponent without leaving a single bone behind.
This time, however, the solution is adjusted to gradually dissolve only her clothes and weapons.
“Hey, stop melting my clothes.”
She was going to be stripped naked in the open air. I can see her cheeks turning bright red when she realizes what was happening.
No matter how desperately she tries to escape, my tentacles are tightly wrapped around her and never let go of her body.
I take my time to deliberately melt it.
Little by little, little by little.
I strip her naked.
“Please. I beg you, stop.”
There’s no way I’d stop even if she begged.
She humiliated me so much.
That’s why I want her to experience the same thing.
After five minutes, the solution from around her neck dissolves her clothes, leaving her in her underwear.
Her face is filled with shame and despair. Yes, that was the face I wanted to see.
“No, don’t look…….”
So I stopped the solution and put a new tentacle into her panties.
I slip in, peel back the skin of her clitoris and play with it gently, tenderly, carefully, meticulously, and mousily.
“Ah! No, not that….”
In just a few moments, a stain appears on her panties.
It gradually spreads, revealing her precious and embarrassing parts, her slit.
“Ugh……”
She can’t help but feel embarrassed, frustrated, and pathetic.
She wants to do something about her state, but can’t do anything because of me.
I pull the tentacles wrapped around her limbs outwards with great force.
Now she looks like a maiden crucified on a cross.
In other words, her embarrassing parts are completely exposed.
I continue torturing her clitoris.
“N, no more….”
I heard a “pssshh” as she squirted an embarrassing stream of fluid from her slit.
How does it feel to be made to climax by a strange monster?
“Haa… haa… haa haa… huh!??”
If you think I’m just going to make you cum once and that’s it, you’re wrong.
I relaxed the tentacles that had been playing with her clitoris, and grabbed the side of her panties to rip them off.
“N, no.”
I increase the number of tentacles. First, I tore off the right part, so next I’ll do the left part.
As I pull them off, her panties fall down, pulled by gravity.
“No!!”
She was so embarrassed that her whole body was slightly red.
As I watched with a grin, I saw embarrassing fluids dripping from her slit.
I’ve heard that each person’s slit has a different shape, but hers is beautifully streaked.
Does she groom her hair? Or is it just her constitution?
Her pubic hair is very thin and the area where it grows is very narrow.
I placed my tentacle between her thighs, parting her beautiful muscles to the left and right.
This time, I’ll attack by rubbing her slit. Sometimes gently, and sometimes harder when she relaxes.
“Rub, rub, rub, rub, rub
“Ah…… no….. rubbing…….”
It was her second orgasm. Still, her despair is not over.
I ripped off her bra and took off her shoes, leaving her completely naked.
Next, I massage her small breasts, play with her nipples, and rub her slit, all while playing with her clitoris.
This is something a human would never be able to do because they don’t have enough hands to do it.
But as a slime, I can do it.
In addition to this, I can make my tentacles thinner and stick them up her urethra and buttocks.
It was an interesting idea.
I decided to do it right away.
“Ahh! It’s going to break. I’ve never experienced anything like this… I can’t take it!!!”
It would be unbearable for her.
Because it allows you to attack all of a woman’s weak spots.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!!!!!”
She squirted profusely.
I wanted to see more of her embarrassing appearance.
I used my tentacles to lift her feet, which were on the ground, into the air.
In doing so, I try to bend her hips slightly so that she can see her slit and her anus.
“No, more…… please”
If it’s this wet, it’s good enough.
Or rather, more than enough.
Now then, it’s time to hold the opening ceremony.
The tentacle to be inserted into her vagina should be about the size of a slightly thicker vibrator.
Her vaginal hole is small.
Therefore, she will feel tremendous pain when this tentacle is inserted into her vagina.
But that’s fine. That’s the way it should be.
She should cry out in unbearable pain.
But no one will come to help her.
…… No, this is outside.
Someone might come.
I’m confident that I could kill whoever finds me, but it would be a hassle.
I decided to bring her home.
Of course, she remained in an embarrassing position.
Inside my house.
I gently push the tentacle to the place where I want to insert it into her vagina.
What is going to be done to her?
She must have understood.
“N, no. anything but that. You can’t do that!”
She screams, but to me it sounds like a beautiful orchestral sound.
Listening to the sound, I immediately twisted my thick tentacle into her tiny vagina.
“Ouch, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts…… hah?”
Her hymen broke and she bled.
Apparently, it was her first time.
Poor thing. For your first time to be with someone as cruel and deformed as me……
I move the tentacles.
At first, it was a little difficult to move, but eventually, her vagina must have gotten used to it.
It became easier to move.
“Slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp.”
“Uah…… staph, ……, mmmm.”
Thanks to the position she is in, I could get a good view of my tentacle violating her.
Embarrassing fluid and blood are splattered everywhere.
I wonder how long I had been moving my thick tentacles around inside her vagina.
Probing here and there, I found the part of her vagina that seemed to give her the most sensation.
“Ahh!!”
Her body had been “jerking” the whole time she was being violated, but when I touched that part, she jumped up and down even more vigorously.
Now that I had found it, there was no way I could not attack her there.
I attacked her clitoris, her ass, her urethra, her nipples, and the weak spot in her vagina.
After that, I pressed on her belly and soaked her in pleasure.
“Oh no, it feels good…… it’s too good, I’m going to break!!
How many times had she climaxed already?
Still, how miserable and painful it must be to not be able to pass out.
Right. No matter how much she cums, she will never find peace.
This is my magic. I can use this kind of magic.
Me……. I have a demonic magic that allows the victim to remain mentally sane even while being eaten, violated, or destroyed by slime.
The floor of my home was flooded with her embarrassing fluids. No, it’s a puddle.
If this continues, she will lose all the fluids in her body and, in the worst case, even die, so I will let her drink water along the way.
Tentacles are useful. They can expand and contract, and even become thick and thin to a certain extent.
Therefore, it is possible to pump drinkable groundwater from a slightly distant source using a wooden cup and bring it here.
In other words, I can give her water while continuing to violate her.
“Haa, haa… aaaaaaahhh. Ngh!”
Still, it’s surprisingly fun.
Her vagina felt very good.
Also, earlier I casually let her embarrassing fluid seep into my body through my tentacles, and it was incredibly delicious.
Normally, it should be salty, but it tasted like a refined sweetness to me, similar to fine honey.
Perhaps to a slime, the embarrassing fluids of a human woman are the ultimate luxury item.
If so, I would like to drink it every day.
In reality, I intended to rape her, rape her, and rape her some more, and when I got bored of her, kill her as cruelly as possible.
But I changed my mind.
I felt it would be a shame to kill her since she could serve such delicious food.
Rather than kill her, I decide to imprison her, violate her every day, and drink the embarrassing fluids she drips.
I’ve come to think it’s better that way.
How many hours did I keep at it?
I got bored, so I let her go, and while she was still limp and unable to move, I quickly built a cage to keep her in, and threw her in.
By the way, when he killed a certain human one day, I got a box of items that included a collar (called a “slave collar” according to what seemed to be a manual that came with it) and put it around her neck.
This collar is also known as a virgin’s collar.
Even if she is raped and loses her virginity to someone like me, she will be a virgin again the next day.
Humans are scum no matter which world they are in, for them to create things like this.
“Even though I think that, I’m also scum for using it.”
Now she can’t escape from me.
As long as she wears the slave collar, she can only move within 10 meters of me.
If she moved any further away from me, a strong electric shock would hit her body, though it wouldn’t kill her.
In a cage, with a slave collar (virgin collar).
How will she react when she finds out?
I was looking forward to it and began to fortify and hide my home to prevent any pesky people from finding it.
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The next day.
As expected, a lot of fatigue must have accumulated.
It was almost evening when she woke up.
“Where…. am I?”
That was the first thing she said after waking up.
She looked around, and the moment her eyes met mine, she must have remembered everything.
Her face turned bright red, and when she looked down she realized that she was naked, and she quickly covered her breasts with her hands.
I stared at her.
After all, the more I look at her, the more she looks like Kisaragi Chiharu.
Watching her just makes me more and more irritated.
I want to mess with her like I did yesterday, but she’s human, unlike me.
Confinement then. In other words, if you decide to keep a pet, you need to provide the bare minimum of care.
I open the cage with a key, go inside and place food and water in front of her.
She looks alternately at the food offered to her and my face.
After waking up, she probably thought she was going to be raped or killed.
But it was time to feed her.
“Can I eat?”
“Grru,” I hear her belly growl.
This embarrasses her, so instead of replying, I push the food a little further forward for her to eat.
“Thank you.”
I’m a little taken aback by those words.
Do you not understand the position you are in right now?
『You’re an idiot.』
I was about to get out of the cage when she said something that made me stop.
“Somehow, this food reminds me of Japan……”
I think I fiercely turned around to look at her at those words.
Maybe that’s why. She looked a little surprised.
She definitely said “Japan” just now.
If that’s the case, maybe she is Kisaragi Chiharu herself.
I don’t have the ability to speak.
So it’s difficult for me to communicate with her.
But somehow, I want to find out what she means by those words.
Is there anything that can be done?
I thought about this and that.
As a result, I remembered the written method of communication.
I left the cage, picked up a parchment and quill pen I had obtained when he killed the human who also had the slave collar with my tentacle, and returned to the cage.
All the while, she silently watched my actions from inside the cage.
I was caught off guard at that time.
So she could have killed me if she wanted to.
As you can see, the cage is open.
Even though she had a slave collar, why didn’t she try to escape?
I went into the cage, made sure I was prepared for anything she might do to me, and then decided to write down what had happened in Japanese and ask her about it.
“Is this…… Japanese? Why?”
She is confused by the Japanese she is suddenly shown.
There are only two languages in this world: East Tillott and West Tillott.
By the way, I don’t know about her, but when I learned a skill, the West Tillot language was inputted in my head along with it.
She is stunned. We both just stood there like that for a while.
How long have we been doing that?
She shook her head as if to shake something off, then took a quill pen in her hand and began to scribble her reply to me on the parchment.
――― I think this is my punishment ―――
I don’t understand what it means.
I tilted my head and she asked me in words.
“I don’t think you can speak, but do you understand what I’m saying?”
I nodded.
She asked with a slightly shy look on her face, “Sorry. Can I eat my meal first?”
I wanted to hear what she had to say.
But I somehow feel it’s not right to take away the meal here.
I had no choice. I decided to wait quietly until she finished her meal.
I wrote (okay) on the parchment.
This makes her happily start picking at the food.
“Thanks for the meal.”
………… she eats with relish.
To be honest, I wouldn’t say that what I make is of high quality.
After all, she is just a domestic animal to me.
And not the ones that can be raised with care (for example, dogs, cats, prized cattle).
But something far lower—an existence beneath even that.
And yet…
“That was a delicious meal.”
…… I’m an idiot.
I ended up staring at her until she finished eating.
She turns to me.
“Well then… what should I start with?”
She tilted her head slightly, and I was shocked by what she started to say to me.
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She remains naked in a cage.
Without making a fuss, she just leaned against the stone wall and stayed still.
I gave her a quick glance from the side, then sat down on the couch and thought about what she had just said.
Her name is Kisaragi Koharu.
The younger sister of Kisaragi Chiharu. The object of my hatred.
Apparently when she found out what her sister had done to me, she ran out of the house to apologize to me.
I had no idea that that hateful person had a younger sister.
And that she is a much more decent person than her sister.
An apology to me. A short distance to my house.
When she was almost there, she was hit by a driver of a delivery company who ran into me ignoring the signal of a crosswalk, and suddenly she was in this world.
Incidentally, we often hear that when an accident occurs, the world goes into slow motion, and she was no exception. What she saw at that moment was clearly a driver who had been drinking and dozing off at the wheel.
After that, in my case, it was a slime, but in her case, she remained exactly as she was when she was living on Earth.
I was a reincarnation, but from what she told me, she was definitely a transference.
I guess that’s where the difference between me and her came from.
That doesn’t mean her life was easier than mine.
Although she had acquired skills just like me, it’s hard to say that she found hers as useful as mine.
She had only two skills: input of West Tillott language and three seconds of future vision.
What can you do with only 3 seconds?
She was so distressed that she first asked if she could be hired at a diner or something, but unfortunately, the village she ended up in was a place with severe discrimination against outsiders, and she ended up not being hired anywhere, so she ended up becoming a Hunter. That was her only option.
One month. Somehow, she managed to survive.
――― Why did this happen to me?―――
To be honest, there were many days when I felt that way.
She said with a wry smile that she felt this way, especially on days when she was unable to hunt for prey, had no food to eat, or was unable to find shelter and was forced to sleep outdoors.
But she said it was her punishment.
She also said that she believed that this was inevitable and overcame the adversity with that belief.
I asked because I didn’t really understand the meaning of punishment.
And I regretted asking.
She could not apologize to me. That’s why she was being punished.
That was her response.
What an idiot. I can only say that she is a true fool.
No matter how you look at it, if anyone is going to be punished, it should be her crazy sister.
It’s wrong that the sister, who has a sensible heart, should be punished.
If the God of this world thinks so, then he is no God I believe in….
―――Deny―――
『Hah……』
I sigh in my head.
I’m not sure how I’m going to interact with her.
After hearing this story, there’s no way I could replace her with Kisaragi Chiharu.
If I did that, then I’d be no better than Kisaragi Chiharu.
Then.
I got off the couch and went over to her.
I opened the cage and quickly removed the slave collar, and she looked at me in surprise at my sudden change in behavior.
I kept my identity a secret until she finished her story.
So now I write on the parchment with a quill pen and reveal my identity.
I wondered how she would react to this.
Even though I didn’t know it, I did what I did.
Being killed would only be natural.
As we stood there in silence, she gave me a hug.
“I’m sorry. It was all because of that person. You…….”
She cries quietly.
I just stood there, not knowing what to do.
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At times like this, the softness of her breasts feels good.
―――It makes me want to ravish her―――
No, before I knew it, I had wrapped one tentacle wrapped around her waist, holding her down so that she couldn’t escape, and with my other tentacle I started rubbing her beautiful muscles, spreading them apart like I did yesterday
“Ah…… hmm…… Natsumi…… san.?”
She must have been confused by me starting such a thing at a time like this.
For now, she just clings to me.
Her slit is getting wet.
This allows me to slide better and accelerate my movement.
“Aaah…… hmm. Mmmmmm…… s, so intense……”
She clings to me with increasing strength.
It probably means she’s about to cum.
Well then…….
I continued to rub her slit and made her cum once.
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After that, I continued to do her over and over again.
Currently, I am forcing her down on all fours and attacking her from behind.
I love the sound of her moaning.
I like the way it feels like I’m ravishing her.
Was I actually a dom in my previous life?
Or did I become so after coming to this world?
I don’t know because I’ve never done anything like this in my previous life.
I don’t know, but I can’t help but enjoy doing her so much.
“Natsumi…… san. Please… let me… take a little break. Aaaahh.”
She came again.
It looks like she’s in a lot of pain, so I let her take a 5-minute break.
Exactly five minutes. After that, I continued to ravish her until I got bored.
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A year and a half has passed since then.
In the end, I never set her free, and I continue to keep her as a pet to this day.
However, about a week after I found out about her, I decided to treat her a little better than before.
Instead of keeping her naked all the time, I decided to dress her in the crude tunic that the slaves of this world wear, and I bathed her every day, and made the food a little better.
I began to call her by name, and if Koharu wanted to, I would let her go outside for a walk.
Today, Koharu is back in the cage that has become her home.
In the end, she cuddled up to me, her master, with a slave collar around her neck.
『When you act so spoiled… it makes me want to violate you.』
“I just took a bath, please do it tomorrow.”
Come to think of it, I’ve been doing it every day since the second week after keeping her.
Koharu and I started communicating with each other.
Apparently, Koharu has acknowledged me as her master, and a master-servant contract was established.
Neither I nor Koharu about knew it, but it must have been a law of this world.
I guess that’s how it happened.
And after that relationship, something poured into my head, just as it did when I got the (skill).
Slime and human women apparently go well together.
When human women come into contact with a diluted solution of slime, their aging process slows down significantly and their lifespan is extended. They can live to about 300 years old, although the life expectancy of humans in this world is supposed to be about 60 years old.
Youth is preserved until the moment of death.
As for how much aging is delayed, if humans and monsters normally age one year per year, this changes to approximately one year every 50 years.
In Koharu’s case, for the next 50 years or so, she will remain exactly as she was the day we first truly connected with each other as a 15-year-old when she came to this world. In other words, she will remain the same as she looks now at 15 years old.
In 100 years, she will look 16 years old, in 150 years she will look 17 years old, in 200 years she will look 18 years old, and in 250 years she will look 19 years old. That means she will look 20 when death comes.
In return, the slimes obtain the embarrassing fluids from violating a human woman.
It is wonderfully tasty as a delicacy and, what’s more, it prolongs the life of a slime.
Slime are essentially as long-lived as humans.
(However, this is limited to special slimes like me, who are somewhat unique. Stray slimes are often killed before this happens.)
Therefore, I will be able to live for about 300 years.
In other words, until the day death comes, you can be with your partner as long as you both go about your daily lives peacefully.
We have a better chance of dying together. It’s a win-win-win situation.
When I learned this, I told this to a few slimes that were close to me.
Then, before I knew it, this had spread even to the slimes who weren’t on good terms with me, and recently it has become a trend among slimes to imitate me and keep human women as pets.
However, some treat them badly, and it seems that such guys end up having their core destroyed and killed by the human woman who was supposed to be their pet when they let their guard down.
Anyone can imitate me.
But imitation is not enough.
There are important things to consider when keeping a human pet.
If you’re going to keep them, you have to properly follow certain rules.
Balance is the key.
『Hey, Koharu.』
“Yes?”
『I’m sorry, I can’t bear it.』
I reached out my tentacles to Koharu.
I grabbed her arms and legs to prevent her from moving, then I removed the underwear underneath her tunic and began to gently stroke her clitoris.
“Aah… I’m going to get dirty again!”
『You can take another bath later.』
“You’ll still do naughty things to me then too, won’t you, Natsumi-san?”
『…… I wouldn’t do something like that.』
“That was monotonous…… compared to other slimes… Hmm… Natsumi-san has a strong sex drive… ah, wait.”
I insert my thick tentacles into Koharu’s vagina.
Koharu cums quickly when her weak spots are repeatedly attacked.
She squirts profusely as usual, and it’s cute to watch.
『Koharu, you’re so cute.』
“Natsumi-san is a sex fiend!”
『I’m not sure if you’re allowed to say that ~?』
I pick up Koharu, who is unable to move, and take her to a certain place.
“Natsumi-san, where are you going…?”
『Koharu, you need to realize that you’re a naughty girl.』
After all, no matter what, Koharu has never refused a request from me.
And, she doesn’t realize that she’s actually the one inviting me.
That’s why…….
“Natsumi-san, you can’t be…….”
『Fufu, that’s right.』
I brought Koharu to the full-length mirror.
Here, I ravished Koharu to my heart’s content, and make her realize that she is a sex-crazed girl.
『Hey, you have a naughty face, Koharu.』
“Ugh……”
『You don’t look so bad.』
“Natsumi-san, you meanie”
『Then, do you want to stop?』
“……… Please.”
『Hmm?』
“Natsumi-san, please. Please fuck me.”
『Koharu. You’re a naughty girl.』
“…… Yes. Yes, I am. Please do it. Don’t make me wait……”
In response to Koharu’s request, I began to move the tentacles that I had stopped.
The mirror allows me to see that my tentacles are inserted deep into the crack of Koharu’s vagina.
It is poking around the uterus.
And Koharu’s face is so cute as she is being penetrated by the tentacle.
“Ah…… so deep ……. not there…….”
“I’ve found Koharu’s weak point again.”
Koharu’s newly discovered weakness.
I can’t help but be filled with joy.
“Zubuh Zubuh zubuzubuzubuzubuzubuzubu“
“Aaaahh!! I’m coming…… no.”
She squirted again.
This time, her body was convulsing, so it must have been really good.
I found a good spot for this.
“Koharu, tonight I’m going to thoroughly torture your weak spots.”
“Eh… Wait a minute….”
“No! I won’t wait.’
I spawn up to 10 tentacles.
Koharu’s face turns a little pale at the sight of it.
After that, I continued to torture, ravish, and defile Koharu thoroughly until the morning.
**********
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It’s been three years since I started living with Natsumi-san.
Today I’m back in my cage. I’m relaxing and reading the book that Natsumi-san brought me.
It’s a little late now, but it’s funny when you think about it.
A normal girl would think that this kind of life is no joke.
But I am not bothered. In fact, I’m happy to be Natsumi-san’s property.
Natsumi-san didn’t know me in her previous life.
But I actually knew her.
That person. Someone I don’t even want to call my sister…….
When I happened to see Natsumi-san watching that person from the shadows, I fell in love at first sight.
A love that will never come true, and that I had no intention of ever fulfilling. That was the kind of love I had in mind.
Because Natsumi-san didn’t even know me, and I thought it would be better if she didn’t know about me.
However, I spent my days in agony.
At that time, without even realizing it, I overheard that person’s best friend laughing out loud in her room about the horrible things that was done to Natsumi-san.
The walls in each room separating me and that person are not that thick.
My parents are relatively high-salary earners… Although I don’t particularly like this term. We’re far from being part of the so-called “elite citizens” and are instead just ordinary workers in Japan, belonging to a typical, average household.
That’s why the house is an ordinary single-family house, which is common in Japan.
So when they talk loudly, I can usually hear their voices in the next room.
Before I knew it, I was running out of the house and heading to Natsumi-san’s house.
But now that I think about it, it’s strange.
I didn’t know where Natsumi-san lived.
And yet, I had a kind of certainty that I was definitely heading towards Natsumi-san’s house.
Was it fate?
Or maybe it was the God of this world or the God of the Earth, maybe a guardian spirit or an ancestor or some other mysterious force that I don’t know about that made me do it.
Transference due to an accident.
After many twists and turns, I ended up being kept by Natsumi-san.
When I was about halfway through the book, I heard the sound of the cage door opening.
Naturally, Natsumi-san appeared shortly after.
Until about a year and a half ago, she was in the form of a cute slime, but lately, she has been in the form of Natsumi-san from her previous life.
However, her whole body is still slightly white.
Just the appearance. Really, only the appearance is that of Natsumi-san from her previous life.
Apparently, if she really tried, she would be able to become her former self.
Is it something that can be managed by working hard?
It’s something that would never happen on Earth, but in this world, there are people like that right in front of me, so I guess it’s not impossible.
“Koharu”
“Yes.”
Natsumi-san, who is able to speak now that she can assume the form of her former life, slowly sits down beside me.
She stares into space and speaks in that pose.
“I’ve been thinking lately.”
“…… What is it?”
We’re talking about Natsumi-san.
At that time, I just thought that she would definitely say something naughty.
So, for a while, my brain couldn’t keep up with the words that Natsumi-san uttered in the next moment.
“If I had fallen in love with Koharu instead of Chiharu from the beginning, I wonder if my life would have been different.”
“……………… eh? What did you just say?”
“Didn’t you hear that?”
“Oh, erm……”
“Should I say it again?”
“W, wait a minute, uh……
My brain finally caught up.
I have mixed feelings.
I don’t know how to respond.
But somehow, I felt the urge to say something sarcastic, so I told Natsumi-san.
“It’s true, if you had liked me from the beginning, I would never have made Natsumi-san feel like that.”
“…… That’s true. I think Koharu would take good care of me.”
“You take good care of me too, Natsumi-san.”
“Really? Koharu, I put you in a cage, put a slave collar on you, and forced you to have sex every day?”
“That’s because you want to monopolize me, right…… ? I would be happy if that’s the case……. What?”
“…… I see? To monopolize you. I want to have Koharu all to myself.”
“That’s what…… I think. Maybe.”
Considering the content of the conversation, I feel a little embarrassed.
We both fall silent, and time passes.
“I have to say something.”
As I think this, I suddenly feel a tug.
What’s going on? When I thought about it, I was in Natsumi-san’s heart.
That alone makes my cheeks heat up.
The allure of someone you love is truly amazing.
“Koharu, I have a request for you……
“…… Yes. What is it?”
“You’ll always be my…….”
“Natsumi-san?”
“Would you stay by my side as my pet? And …….”
“And…… what?”
“I want you to be my lover, and eventually, marry me.”
“Eh……?”
That took my breath away in a different way.
I wonder if I’m dreaming.
Because it just doesn’t seem real.
Here, inside a cage. It’s a completely different atmosphere to a place where someone would normally propose, and I never thought Natsumi-san would look at me like that in the first place.
So…….
“Um… I think I just heard you say that you want me to be your lover on the premise of marriage…… or was I just imagining things?”
“No, I definitely said that.”
“So… does that mean my life in the cage is over?”
“Eh? Why?”
“Why……”
“Koharu, you will always live in the cage. For the rest of your life.”
“Even though I am your lover and will be your wife someday?”
“Yes!”
Damnit, she made a declaration.
It seems that life in the cage will continue from now on.
Natsumi-san’s possessiveness is too strong. And so is her libido.
“So, Koharu?”
“You’re going to say that you want to fuck, aren’t you?”
“As expected. You’re starting to get me.”
Natsumi-san looks pleased.
She grinned and ten tentacles appeared from her back.
I’ve been ravished like this many times before.
But now it’s …….
“Hehe. Well then, I’ll make you cry again today.”
Natsumi-san’s hand quickly strips me naked and begins to grope my slit, which is now exposed to the open air.
Yes. Now, a human hand has joined in too.
With this, Natsumi-san actually has 12 hands.
Each hand plays with my body as it pleases, which is unbearable.
I feel that human hands are different from tentacles.
The feeling of having my breasts being massaged, of my vagina being probed.
This is probably because, unlike tentacles, human hands have fingers.
With added delicacy, I feel pleasure more acutely.
Natsumi-san’s tentacles grab my wrists and ankles.
Now again, I can’t resist at all.
In the meantime, Natsumi-san’s hand was playing with my clitoris.
Her thumb, index finger, middle finger. Each move in its own way to arouse me.
“Aaahh…… puh. Feels…… too good…… mmm.”
“Koharu, you’re so cute.”
My clitoris is tingling.
Gradually, my mind was filled with nothing but pleasure.
An embarrassing liquid begins to leak from my slit.
I can feel it.
“So sticky. It looks delicious.”
One of Natsumi-san’s tentacles scoops up my embarrassing fluid and brings it to her mouth.
I heard from Natsumi-san a long time ago that for slimes, the embarrassing fluid of human women is more of a delicacy than anything else.
That’s why the number of slimes attacking human women has increased recently.
When I heard that, I thought that while it might be okay for a relationship like ours, it must be a nuisance and a nightmare for other women.
However, after learning that there are benefits for both sides, I started to hear that there were also cases where the women were the ones who wanted to be attacked by slimes.
It seems that women’s attitudes toward ‘beauty’ remain the same no matter what world they live in.
“Hmmm…!”
“Koharu. You have a naughty look on your face.”
“Natsumi-san, …… I love you. I love you so much.”
“You’re saying such cute things right now? I’m sorry… I was trying to be gentle today, but I can’t. It’s your fault, you know?”
Natsumi-san’s fingers begin to move more vigorously.
This pushes me to greater and greater heights.
“I’m cuumiiiiiiiiig….. Hmmm!”
I came easily.
But the real action is yet to come.
Without being able to prepare my mind, I saw Natsumi-san’s middle and ring fingers inserted into my vagina.
“Kuchuri“
My vagina easily accepts Natsumi-san’s fingers.
Natsumi-san’s fingers are violating my vagina as she pleases.
Natsumi-san already knows too much about my weak points.
Natsumi-san attacks my weak points with no mercy.
“Ah, that place… my weak spot…”
“I know, that’s why I’m bullying you.”
“Aahh, aaaaaaaaahhhh.”
I came again.
The pleasure was tremendous. And yet it’s terrifying because I’m not even allowed to faint.
My body is lifted up by Natsumi-san’s tentacles.
My legs were spread wide open, and a thick tentacle was waiting underneath.
My body is lowered towards that spot.
A pseudo cowgirl position.
The tentacles lift me up and then lower me, then lift me up and then lower me again.
“Ugh,…… so deep and ……. so painful …….”
It penetrates deep into the womb.
It hurts, feels good, and feels painful.
This feeling is indescribable.
How many times will I be made to cum today?
I thought vaguely in my foggy head as I squirted again.
**********
We got married pretty quickly after that.
It feels like Natsumi-san’s possessiveness has gone out of control.
The ceremony was a strange one, being celebrated by both humans and monsters.
But I think it was a nice ceremony. A Japanese-style wedding.
We complimented each other on our wedding dresses and felt embarrassed.
And so we officially became a married couple.
I’m Natsumi-san’s wife.
But I’m still in a cage.
Also, something I didn’t have before was added when I became a wife.
It was a chain attached to a slave collar.
Originally, I could not get out of the cage unless Natsumi-san opened it for me, but that made it even harder to get out.
Well, there’s a state-of-the-art toilet in the cage so there’s no need to worry about me leaking……
However, although it is a toilet with walls and a door, both the walls and the door are made of tempered glass and are transparent.
I feel like this is the same whether there were walls or doors or not. Is this a love hotel?
As I was spacing out in the cage, I heard the sound of a key being inserted into the cage door.
Next, Natsumi-san’s presence.
“Are you being a good girl, Koharu?”
“…… Um, maybe it’s my imagination, but I feel more like a pet than a wife. I don’t mind living in a cage, but I don’t like the rattling noise of the chain, so I’d like to get rid of it.”
“Aren’t you going to run away?”
“I didn’t run away when I wasn’t chained, did I?”
“I see. I’m sorry. I was just scared that I’ll be betrayed again…….”
“It’s okay, Natsumi-san, I’ll always be by your side.”
“Promise me?”
“Yes! If I break it, kill me.”
“If you insist that much…….”
Good.
For now, I was glad to be free from the chains.
The moment Natsumi-san frees me, I dive into her chest.
“I love you. Um… can I kiss you?”
“Koharu ……”
For some reason, Natsumi-san looked shocked.
Did I say something weird? But I don’t care, I kiss Natsumi-san.
So soft. It doesn’t feel like a slime. It feels like human lips.
We stayed like that for a while. When she left, Natsumi-san told me.
“That’s it…….”
“Yes?”
“That’s the spot, Koharu.”
“Uh-huh?”
“Just take it off. Ah! I’ll take it off myself. I’ll fuck you as soon as I get it off.”
“Yes, yes.”
The daily routine begins again.
After that I was brutally fucked.
I guess we will always be like this.
From the perspective of others, are we master and slave? A slightly distorted relationship?
But for us, this is our normal daily life.
My beloved Natsumi-san and I.
We will always be together…….
Thank you for reading this far.
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2023/05/12
In addition, there is a second part to this story, which gives a little bit of background, written in the regular version of syosetu.
(How Natsumi got the slave collar, etc.)
If you are interested, I would be happy if you would read this as well.
↑ This is the regular version so there is no naughty business.
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2023/05/16
I have written what is planned to be the conclusion of the story.
↑ This is a Nocturne novel.
So, there are some naughty things written in it.
Sads Translates 