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Mlgisnotdead at 13:09, 6 April 2019

Mlgisnotdead — Sat, 06 Apr 2019 13:09:43 GMT

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	Its too late to try to escape now as the doors are blocked by the slowly creeping slimey blobs. they begin squishing together as they close in to the center of the room... and you.		Its too late to try to escape now as the doors are blocked by the slowly creeping slimey blobs. they begin squishing together as they close in to the center of the room... and you.

-	You notice little orifices covering the things. The orifices open and close kind of like a thick bubbling pot of porridge. You realize the ~~shit~~ piles really are cohesive units, not a pile of ~~loose shit~~ as you originally thought.	+	You notice little orifices covering the things. The orifices open and close kind of like a thick bubbling pot of porridge. You realize the gel piles really are cohesive units, not a pile of gelatin as you originally thought.

	The voice speaks again, "You have chosen the Slime Monster, or as they prefer to be called Shaphlubtshnikum. Try not to be afraid. Once caccooning has been initiated, please remember to relax your jaw and allow oral insertions. Enjoy!"		The voice speaks again, "You have chosen the Slime Monster, or as they prefer to be called Shaphlubtshnikum. Try not to be afraid. Once caccooning has been initiated, please remember to relax your jaw and allow oral insertions. Enjoy!"

Borkenone at 15:37, 13 October 2013

Borkenone — Sun, 13 Oct 2013 15:37:44 GMT

Humphry67 at 03:23, 22 September 2013

Humphry67 — Sun, 22 Sep 2013 03:23:12 GMT

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	The other creatures are all close now and they fart, adding to the intoxicant. You legs buckle and you slump into a sitting position. The creatures all close in engulfing you. Your addled mind thinks of your mother baking bread and how the rising yeasty dough would swell and close on any empty parts of the pan. Actually the gases emitted from the shit-piles reminded you somewhat of baking bread and cookies and maybe blueberry pie. You realise you haven't breathed in a while, your entire head encased in rubbery slime. Some part of you is panicking.		The other creatures are all close now and they fart, adding to the intoxicant. You legs buckle and you slump into a sitting position. The creatures all close in engulfing you. Your addled mind thinks of your mother baking bread and how the rising yeasty dough would swell and close on any empty parts of the pan. Actually the gases emitted from the shit-piles reminded you somewhat of baking bread and cookies and maybe blueberry pie. You realise you haven't breathed in a while, your entire head encased in rubbery slime. Some part of you is panicking.

-	A hard slimey sausage-like thing bumps your lips. Needing air, you open your mouth. The sausage slides in. You are about to recoil when a distant memory of a voice telling you to accept the oral insertion replays in your mind. You're about to pass out or die anyway, so you give in and your jaw slackens. The sausage swells filling your mouth and distending your jaw, and air enters your lungs. You immediately become more aware, but not fully ~~alert~~.	+	A hard slimey sausage-like thing bumps your lips. Needing air, you open your mouth. The sausage slides in. You are about to recoil when a distant memory of a voice telling you to accept the oral insertion replays in your mind. You're about to pass out or die anyway, so you give in and your jaw slackens. The sausage swells filling your mouth and distending your jaw, and air enters your lungs. You immediately become more aware, but not fully.

	*[[Start fighting]]		*[[Start fighting]]

Humphry67 at 03:23, 22 September 2013

Humphry67 — Sun, 22 Sep 2013 03:23:04 GMT

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	You watch the closest slimey shit-coloured blob as it slimes towards you.		You watch the closest slimey shit-coloured blob as it slimes towards you.

-	~~All~~ the doors are blocked ~~now as~~ the ~~things~~ slowly ~~creep inwards~~.	+	Its too late to try to escape now as the doors are blocked by the slowly creeping slimey blobs. they begin squishing together as they close in to the centre of the room... and you.

-	You notice little orifices covering the ~~thing that~~ open and close kind of like a thick bubbling pot of ~~stew~~. You realise the shit piles really are cohesive units, not a pile of loose shit as you originally thought.	+	You notice little orifices covering the things. The orifices open and close kind of like a thick bubbling pot of porridge. You realise the shit piles really are cohesive units, not a pile of loose shit as you originally thought.

	The voice speaks again, "You have chosen the Slime Monster, or as they prefer to be called Shaphlubtshnikum. Try not to be afraid. Once caccooning has been initiated, please remember to relax your jaw and allow oral insertions. Enjoy!"		The voice speaks again, "You have chosen the Slime Monster, or as they prefer to be called Shaphlubtshnikum. Try not to be afraid. Once caccooning has been initiated, please remember to relax your jaw and allow oral insertions. Enjoy!"
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	"What!? What!? Hey! What do you mean!? I didn't sign up for this!"		"What!? What!? Hey! What do you mean!? I didn't sign up for this!"

-	As you look around the ceiling for the source of the voice, you fail to notice an appendage of ooze ~~that~~ projecting towards you from the closest Slime Monster until it is on your foot. You quickly pull away horrified and notice that the place where it touched you immediately dissolved the cotton and left your skin tingling.	+	As you look around the ceiling for the source of the voice, you fail to notice an appendage of ooze projecting towards you from the closest Slime Monster until it is on your foot. You quickly pull away horrified and notice that the place where it touched you immediately dissolved the cotton and left your skin tingling.

	<Pfffft, pfffft, pfffft, pffffft, pffffft, ...>		<Pfffft, pfffft, pfffft, pffffft, pffffft, ...>

Humphry67 at 22:37, 21 September 2013

Humphry67 — Sat, 21 Sep 2013 22:37:55 GMT

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	"What!? What!? Hey! What do you mean!? I didn't sign up for this!"		"What!? What!? Hey! What do you mean!? I didn't sign up for this!"

-	As you look around the ceiling for the source of the voice, you fail to notice an appendage of ooze that projecting towards you from the closest Slime Monster until it in on your foot. You quickly pull away horrified and notice that the place where it touched you immediately dissolved the cotton and left your skin tingling.	+	As you look around the ceiling for the source of the voice, you fail to notice an appendage of ooze that projecting towards you from the closest Slime Monster until it is on your foot. You quickly pull away horrified and notice that the place where it touched you immediately dissolved the cotton and left your skin tingling.

	<Pfffft, pfffft, pfffft, pffffft, pffffft, ...>		<Pfffft, pfffft, pfffft, pffffft, pffffft, ...>

Humphry67 at 15:37, 13 September 2013

Humphry67 — Fri, 13 Sep 2013 15:37:32 GMT

Humphry67 at 14:12, 13 September 2013

Humphry67 — Fri, 13 Sep 2013 14:12:01 GMT

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	You notice little orifices covering the thing, which you realise is one cohesive unit, not a pile of loose shit as you originally thought.		You notice little orifices covering the thing, which you realise is one cohesive unit, not a pile of loose shit as you originally thought.

-	~~Suddenly a~~ voice ~~comes from nowhere~~, "You have chosen the Slime Monster, or as they prefer to be called Shaphlubtshnikum. Try not to be afraid. Once caccooning has been initiated, please remember to relax your jaw and allow oral insertions. Enjoy!"	+	The voice speaks again, "You have chosen the Slime Monster, or as they prefer to be called Shaphlubtshnikum. Try not to be afraid. Once caccooning has been initiated, please remember to relax your jaw and allow oral insertions. Enjoy!"

	"What!? What!? Hey! What do you mean!? I didn't sign up for this!"		"What!? What!? Hey! What do you mean!? I didn't sign up for this!"

-	As you look around the ceiling for the sources of the voice you don't notice an appendage of ooze that projected out ahead of the ~~slow hideous pile~~ until it crept onto your foot. You quickly pull away horrified and notice that the place where it touched you dissolved the cotton and left your skin tingling.	+	As you look around the ceiling for the sources of the voice you don't notice an appendage of ooze that projected out ahead of the closest Slime Monster until it crept onto your foot. You quickly pull away horrified and notice that the place where it touched you dissolved the cotton and left your skin tingling.

	<Pfffft, pfffft, pfffft, pffffft, pffffft, ...>		<Pfffft, pfffft, pfffft, pffffft, pffffft, ...>
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	<Pfffft, pfffft, pfffft, pffffft, pffffft, ...>		<Pfffft, pfffft, pfffft, pffffft, pffffft, ...>

-	The other creatures are all close now and they fart, adding to the intoxicant. You legs buckle and you slump into a sitting position. The creatures all close in engulfing you. Your addled mind thinks of your mother baking bread and how the rising yeasty dough would swell and close on any empty parts of the pan. Actually the gases emitted from the shit-piles reminded you somewhat of baking bread and cookies and maybe blueberry pie. You realise you haven't breathed in a while. Some part of you is ~~panicking~~.	+	The other creatures are all close now and they fart, adding to the intoxicant. You legs buckle and you slump into a sitting position. The creatures all close in engulfing you. Your addled mind thinks of your mother baking bread and how the rising yeasty dough would swell and close on any empty parts of the pan. Actually the gases emitted from the shit-piles reminded you somewhat of baking bread and cookies and maybe blueberry pie. You realise you haven't breathed in a while. Some part of you is panicing.

	A hard slimey sausage-like thing bumps your lips. You need to breath and open your mouth. The sausage slides in. You are about to recoil when a distant memory of a voice telling you to accept the oral insertion, or something. You're about to pass out or die anyway. You give in and your jaw slackens. The sausage swells and air enters your lungs. You immediately become more aware.		A hard slimey sausage-like thing bumps your lips. You need to breath and open your mouth. The sausage slides in. You are about to recoil when a distant memory of a voice telling you to accept the oral insertion, or something. You're about to pass out or die anyway. You give in and your jaw slackens. The sausage swells and air enters your lungs. You immediately become more aware.

Humphry67 at 16:01, 12 September 2013

Humphry67 — Thu, 12 Sep 2013 16:01:01 GMT

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	*[[Start fighting]]		*[[Start fighting]]
	*[[Nothing to do but see what happens]]		*[[Nothing to do but see what happens]]
-	*[[Bite the ~~sause~~-like appendage]]	+	*[[Bite the sausage-like appendage]]

	[[Category: The Breeding Games]]		[[Category: The Breeding Games]]

Humphry67 at 15:58, 12 September 2013

Humphry67 — Thu, 12 Sep 2013 15:58:03 GMT

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	A hard slimey sausage-like thing bumps your lips. You need to breath and open your mouth. The sausage slides in. You are about to recoil when a distant memory of a voice telling you to accept the oral insertion, or something. You're about to pass out or die anyway. You give in and your jaw slackens. The sausage swells and air enters your lungs. You immediately become more aware.		A hard slimey sausage-like thing bumps your lips. You need to breath and open your mouth. The sausage slides in. You are about to recoil when a distant memory of a voice telling you to accept the oral insertion, or something. You're about to pass out or die anyway. You give in and your jaw slackens. The sausage swells and air enters your lungs. You immediately become more aware.
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		+	*[[Start fighting]]
		+	*[[Nothing to do but see what happens]]
		+	*[[Bite the sause-like appendage]]
		+
		+	[[Category: The Breeding Games]]

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You watch the closest slimey shit-coloured blob as it slimes towards you.

All the doors are blocked now as the things slowly creep inwards.

You notice little orifices covering the thing, which you realise is one cohesive unit, not a pile of loose shit as you originally thought.

Suddenly a voice comes from nowhere, "You have chosen the Slime Monster, or as they prefer to be called Shaphlubtshnikum. Try not to be afraid. Once caccooning has been initiated, please remember to relax your jaw and allow oral insertions. Enjoy!"

"What!? What!? Hey! What do you mean!? I didn't sign up for this!"

As you look around the ceiling for the sources of the voice you don't notice an appendage of ooze that projected out ahead of the slow hideous pile until it crept onto your foot. You quickly pull away horrified and notice that the place where it touched you dissolved the cotton and left your skin tingling.

<Pfffft, pfffft, pfffft, pffffft, pffffft, ...>

The small orifices all begin farting out puffs of faintly blue mist that immediately dissapates. A lovely aroma reaches your nostrils and you feel slightly dizzy and sluggish. The Slime Monsters appear to accelerate, but actually your senses are dulled so much that time seems to pass quicker.

You slowly dazedly back away from the creature and feel another slimey appendage touch the backs of your legs. Your response is slower and You lose the pajamas up to your knees.

<Pfffft, pfffft, pfffft, pffffft, pffffft, ...>
<Pfffft, pfffft, pfffft, pffffft, pffffft, ...>
<Pfffft, pfffft, pfffft, pffffft, pffffft, ...>

<Pfffft, pfffft, pfffft, pffffft, pffffft, ...>
<Pfffft, pfffft, pfffft, pffffft, pffffft, ...>

The other creatures are all close now and they fart, adding to the intoxicant. You legs buckle and you slump into a sitting position. The creatures all close in engulfing you. Your addled mind thinks of your mother baking bread and how the rising yeasty dough would swell and close on any empty parts of the pan. Actually the gases emitted from the shit-piles reminded you somewhat of baking bread and cookies and maybe blueberry pie. You realise you haven't breathed in a while. Some part of you is panicking.

A hard slimey sausage-like thing bumps your lips. You need to breath and open your mouth. The sausage slides in. You are about to recoil when a distant memory of a voice telling you to accept the oral insertion, or something. You're about to pass out or die anyway. You give in and your jaw slackens. The sausage swells and air enters your lungs. You immediately become more aware.

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	You watch the closest slimey shit-coloured blob as it slimes towards you.		You watch the closest slimey shit-coloured blob as it slimes towards you.

-	Its too late to try to escape now as the doors are blocked by the slowly creeping slimey blobs. they begin squishing together as they close in to the ~~centre~~ of the room... and you.	+	Its too late to try to escape now as the doors are blocked by the slowly creeping slimey blobs. they begin squishing together as they close in to the center of the room... and you.

-	You notice little orifices covering the things. The orifices open and close kind of like a thick bubbling pot of porridge. You ~~realise~~ the shit piles really are cohesive units, not a pile of loose shit as you originally thought.	+	You notice little orifices covering the things. The orifices open and close kind of like a thick bubbling pot of porridge. You realize the shit piles really are cohesive units, not a pile of loose shit as you originally thought.

	The voice speaks again, "You have chosen the Slime Monster, or as they prefer to be called Shaphlubtshnikum. Try not to be afraid. Once caccooning has been initiated, please remember to relax your jaw and allow oral insertions. Enjoy!"		The voice speaks again, "You have chosen the Slime Monster, or as they prefer to be called Shaphlubtshnikum. Try not to be afraid. Once caccooning has been initiated, please remember to relax your jaw and allow oral insertions. Enjoy!"
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	<Pfffft, pfffft, pfffft, pffffft, pffffft, ...>		<Pfffft, pfffft, pfffft, pffffft, pffffft, ...>

-	The small orifices all begin farting out puffs of faintly blue mist that immediately ~~dissapates~~. A lovely aroma reaches your nostrils and you feel slightly dizzy and sluggish. The Slime Monsters appear to accelerate, but actually your senses are dulled so much that time seems to pass quicker.	+	The small orifices all begin farting out puffs of faintly blue mist that immediately dissipates. A lovely aroma reaches your nostrils and you feel slightly dizzy and sluggish. The Slime Monsters appear to accelerate, but actually your senses are dulled so much that time seems to pass quicker.

	You slowly, dazedly back away from the creature and feel another slimey appendage touch the backs of your legs. Your response is slower and You lose the pajamas up to your knees.		You slowly, dazedly back away from the creature and feel another slimey appendage touch the backs of your legs. Your response is slower and You lose the pajamas up to your knees.
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	<Pfffft, pfffft, pfffft, pffffft, pffffft, ...>		<Pfffft, pfffft, pfffft, pffffft, pffffft, ...>

-	The other creatures are all close now and they fart, adding to the intoxicant. You legs buckle and you slump into a sitting position. The creatures all close in engulfing you. Your addled mind thinks of your mother baking bread and how the rising yeasty dough would swell and close on any empty parts of the pan. Actually the gases emitted from the shit-piles reminded you somewhat of baking bread and cookies and maybe blueberry pie. You ~~realise~~ you haven't breathed in a while, your entire head encased in rubbery slime. Some part of you is panicking.	+	The other creatures are all close now and they fart, adding to the intoxicant. You legs buckle and you slump into a sitting position. The creatures all close in engulfing you. Your addled mind thinks of your mother baking bread and how the rising yeasty dough would swell and close on any empty parts of the pan. Actually the gases emitted from the shit-piles reminded you somewhat of baking bread and cookies and maybe blueberry pie. You realize you haven't breathed in a while, your entire head encased in rubbery slime. Some part of you is panicking.

	A hard slimey sausage-like thing bumps your lips. Needing air, you open your mouth. The sausage slides in. You are about to recoil when a distant memory of a voice telling you to accept the oral insertion replays in your mind. You're about to pass out or die anyway, so you give in and your jaw slackens. The sausage swells filling your mouth and distending your jaw, and air enters your lungs. You immediately become more aware, but not fully.		A hard slimey sausage-like thing bumps your lips. Needing air, you open your mouth. The sausage slides in. You are about to recoil when a distant memory of a voice telling you to accept the oral insertion replays in your mind. You're about to pass out or die anyway, so you give in and your jaw slackens. The sausage swells filling your mouth and distending your jaw, and air enters your lungs. You immediately become more aware, but not fully.
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	*[[Bite the sausage-like appendage]]		*[[Bite the sausage-like appendage]]

		+	{{TheBreedingGamesStatus\|Health=''female virgin''\|Clothing= ragged cotton onesie \|SexTimes=0\|Personality=shy and lack confidence}}
	[[Category: The Breeding Games]]		[[Category: The Breeding Games]]

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	All the doors are blocked now as the things slowly creep inwards.		All the doors are blocked now as the things slowly creep inwards.

-	You notice little orifices covering the thing~~, which you~~ realise ~~is one~~ cohesive ~~unit~~, not a pile of loose shit as you originally thought.	+	You notice little orifices covering the thing that open and close kind of like a thick bubbling pot of stew. You realise the shit piles really are cohesive units, not a pile of loose shit as you originally thought.

	The voice speaks again, "You have chosen the Slime Monster, or as they prefer to be called Shaphlubtshnikum. Try not to be afraid. Once caccooning has been initiated, please remember to relax your jaw and allow oral insertions. Enjoy!"		The voice speaks again, "You have chosen the Slime Monster, or as they prefer to be called Shaphlubtshnikum. Try not to be afraid. Once caccooning has been initiated, please remember to relax your jaw and allow oral insertions. Enjoy!"
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	"What!? What!? Hey! What do you mean!? I didn't sign up for this!"		"What!? What!? Hey! What do you mean!? I didn't sign up for this!"

-	As you look around the ceiling for the ~~sources~~ of the voice you ~~don't~~ notice an appendage of ooze that ~~projected out ahead of~~ the closest Slime Monster until it ~~crept onto~~ your foot. You quickly pull away horrified and notice that the place where it touched you dissolved the cotton and left your skin tingling.	+	As you look around the ceiling for the source of the voice, you fail to notice an appendage of ooze that projecting towards you from the closest Slime Monster until it in on your foot. You quickly pull away horrified and notice that the place where it touched you immediately dissolved the cotton and left your skin tingling.

	<Pfffft, pfffft, pfffft, pffffft, pffffft, ...>		<Pfffft, pfffft, pfffft, pffffft, pffffft, ...>
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	The small orifices all begin farting out puffs of faintly blue mist that immediately dissapates. A lovely aroma reaches your nostrils and you feel slightly dizzy and sluggish. The Slime Monsters appear to accelerate, but actually your senses are dulled so much that time seems to pass quicker.		The small orifices all begin farting out puffs of faintly blue mist that immediately dissapates. A lovely aroma reaches your nostrils and you feel slightly dizzy and sluggish. The Slime Monsters appear to accelerate, but actually your senses are dulled so much that time seems to pass quicker.

-	You slowly dazedly back away from the creature and feel another slimey appendage touch the backs of your legs. Your response is slower and You lose the pajamas up to your knees.	+	You slowly, dazedly back away from the creature and feel another slimey appendage touch the backs of your legs. Your response is slower and You lose the pajamas up to your knees.

	<Pfffft, pfffft, pfffft, pffffft, pffffft, ...>		<Pfffft, pfffft, pfffft, pffffft, pffffft, ...>
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	<Pfffft, pfffft, pfffft, pffffft, pffffft, ...>		<Pfffft, pfffft, pfffft, pffffft, pffffft, ...>

-	The other creatures are all close now and they fart, adding to the intoxicant. You legs buckle and you slump into a sitting position. The creatures all close in engulfing you. Your addled mind thinks of your mother baking bread and how the rising yeasty dough would swell and close on any empty parts of the pan. Actually the gases emitted from the shit-piles reminded you somewhat of baking bread and cookies and maybe blueberry pie. You realise you haven't breathed in a while. Some part of you is ~~panicing~~.	+	The other creatures are all close now and they fart, adding to the intoxicant. You legs buckle and you slump into a sitting position. The creatures all close in engulfing you. Your addled mind thinks of your mother baking bread and how the rising yeasty dough would swell and close on any empty parts of the pan. Actually the gases emitted from the shit-piles reminded you somewhat of baking bread and cookies and maybe blueberry pie. You realise you haven't breathed in a while, your entire head encased in rubbery slime. Some part of you is panicking.

-	A hard slimey sausage-like thing bumps your lips. ~~You need to breath and~~ open your mouth. The sausage slides in. You are about to recoil when a distant memory of a voice telling you to accept the oral insertion~~, or something~~. You're about to pass out or die anyway~~. You~~ give in and your jaw slackens. The sausage swells and air enters your lungs. You immediately become more aware.	+	A hard slimey sausage-like thing bumps your lips. Needing air, you open your mouth. The sausage slides in. You are about to recoil when a distant memory of a voice telling you to accept the oral insertion replays in your mind. You're about to pass out or die anyway, so you give in and your jaw slackens. The sausage swells filling your mouth and distending your jaw, and air enters your lungs. You immediately become more aware, but not fully alert.

	*[[Start fighting]]		*[[Start fighting]]