Chapter 35: Gumi Love Bucky!

I looked at Gumi, who last I’d seen her was just a simple pink blob that occasionally uttered words and phrases. Then, I looked over at Daisy, whose face was blushing as hard as I’d ever witnessed it as she stared, mouth agape, at the slime girl’s buxom figure in front of her.

I had to laugh. Daisy took immediate offense. “Are you laughing at my body?!” she said, seething at me, “Oh, is my body a joke to you now?! Humph!”

I stopped suddenly and threw my hands up to instantly beg for forgiveness. “Whoa, honey, no,”  I said. “But this is an amusing turn of events, you have to admit.”

She frowned, still blushing deeply. “I feel so exposed.”

After we’d found Gumi, she’d spent most of her time at first with Ivy, since she was the one that she already knew. But, shortly after that, she bonded with Daisy and followed her around like a lost little puppy. Daisy would run through the fields each day so that Gumi would trail behind her, cleaning the parasites off the plants as she went. When Daisy was busy, Gumi would do it alone, but much more slowly.

Gumi’s first word was “No!” when at one point last week the holstaur had tried to lift Gumi off of her lap and set her down on the ground. She protested the move by turning into an almost true liquid form.

Despite this, Daisy and Gumi remained close, and I noticed that whenever Daisy slept, Gumi would completely engulf one part of her body for an extended period of time. I figured it was her way of cuddling.

Turned out she was memorizing Daisy's body, bit by bit. Gumi stood before me a perfect, pink, naked clone of Daisy, with every bump and detail visible from her ears to her horns to her nipples to her fingers and toes. It was no wonder Daisy felt shy. If Gumi went out like that, basically everyone would have a pretty damn good idea what my holstaur looked like in the buff. With Aldon running around town still, I couldn’t have that, so as amusing as the situation was at first, it did beg to be dealt with.

“Gumi, girl, can you understand me?”

“Yes!” her voice came back. It was lower than Daisy’s very high and girly voice, but still feminine in a husky, sloshing kind of way. Her mouth moved when she spoke, but the sound didn’t quite match her lips. Maybe that would come with practice, or maybe it was a quirk I’d have to get used to. It was cute, in a way.

“Gumi, Daisy feels shy that you look just like her. Can you change some details a bit? I asked, taking a step toward her.

“Details!” she said, and her breasts swelled to a comically large size, making Daisy gasp and cry out.

“Okay, instead of bigger, maybe make them just a tiny bit smaller?” I suggested. “Go for a tighter build, and maybe take, like, Autumn’s nose, and May Belle’s hair, but a bit longer.”

She started to morph and shift to my suggestions in real time, and it was pretty crazy to watch. I found myself getting drunk with the power.

“Ohhh, and have a six pack. Make the ass, like, ten percent bigger, please,” I said, thumbing my chin, nodding and appraising the slime girl’s efforts. “Get Ivy’s elf ears. Those are hot.”

Daisy’s expression had gone from embarrassment to disappointment. “You have a serious problem,” she noted.

I raised my hand to silence her. “Shush,” I winked. “Bucky’s at work.”

She rolled her eyes and stormed out of the cabin, leaving us alone. Suddenly the gravity of the situation weighed down on me. I was about to fuck this slime. I had to, or she would die. It felt weirdly wrong, like I was taking advantage of an innocent virgin, but I knew there was literally no way around it. It was kind of a ‘damned if I do, super-damned if I don’t’ situation, and I’d obviously have to settle for the lesser of two evils.

As I eyed the translucent pink goopy body that stood in front of me, I knew that I was going to be okay with that. I would endure this to save Gumi. It was the least I could do. Also, I was pretty fucking curious about slime sex.

“Tighten up those abs for me, Gumi,” I said, feeling like an artist. I was Da Vinci, and she would be my Mona Lisa—but substantially hotter.

“Yes! Bucky! Yes! Abs!” she said giddily. Her six pack made a slight squishing sound as it became even more defined, and it was hot, but it seemed out of place.

“Nah, I changed my mind. Back to the way they were,” I said, waving my hand and squinting.

She obeyed again. “Yes! Bucky like Gumi body?” she said.

“Yeah,” I nodded, pleased with where we landed. “I think this is a pretty solid look. Lose the horns, though.” She obeyed.

She was mega hot, though the solid pink slime aspect was going to take some adjustment. I felt my cock stirring in my pants, ready to make this thing happen for better or for worse. Gumi definitely noticed too, as she let out a trilling sound at the sight of my bulge.

“For me!” she announced. “Give Gumi!”

“Come and get it,” I said with a chuckle, and she obeyed instantly, stepping toward me, her solid footfalls making gentle splashes against the earthen floor. Soon she was right in my face.

“Bucky!” she said, looking into my eyes adoringly.

“Yep, that’s me,” I laughed. I stopped laughing when I felt a warm wet hand-shaped bit of slime reach inside my pants and consume my cock, wrapping wetly and sloppily around it. Her hand spun like a soft whirlpool of heated goo against my immensity, taking on bumpy textures that slipped and bristled on my flesh as it pleasured me far more efficiently than I'd anticipated.

“Give me cum!” she said, her voice going demanding. “Need cum! Gumi need Bucky cum!”

Her other hand went up and took the back of my head, guiding my lips down onto her soft, wet breasts. “Drink my milk, Bucky!” she said, her voice suddenly sounding like an imitation of Daisy’s. “Drink it, honey! I’m so engorged!”

“Fuck,” I groaned, and I started slurping at her nipple and tried to take it in my mouth. It was wet and soft and yet solid at the same time, like jell-o caked with a layer of warm jam, and I found myself instinctively applying suction, half-expecting a jet of milk to stream into my mouth, but of course that didn’t happen.

I groaned in pleasure as the hand continued to messily squelch against and massage my cock, and at some point without my noticing my pants had completely come off.

“Drink my milk, honey!” she said again, still sounding sweet, using Daisy’s voice, but there was a tinge of worry in it, too. “Drink my milk, honey!” she repeated.

“Uhhh, Gumi,” I said, lifting up my lips for a second. “You’re a slime girl. You don’t have milk.”

Her voice was back to her own. “What?” she said questioningly. “No milk?”

I nodded, suddenly feeling like I was delivering very somber news to someone in a hospital waiting room. Her face actually showed sadness, written blankly on her lips. Sadness and confusion. She stopped milking my cock and cocked her head to look at me carefully.

“No milk?” she asked again.

“I’m sorry, Gumi, but you don’t have any milk. But it’s fine, I’m loving your boobs anyway,” I said, grinning like a true perv. “I’ve never felt tits like these before. They’re great, really.”

“Bucky loves milk,” she said, clearly wounded. “Can Bucky love Gumi?”

“I love Sprinkle and Autumn, and they don’t have milk,” I pointed out. My effort to reassure her didn't seem to land from the look on her face.

“Bucky love holstaurs best,” she said.

My eyes went wide, wondering how she'd come to that dangerous conclusion. I shook my head sternly. Shit, I couldn’t let her go repeating that outside of this cabin. “I don’t play favorites. I love all of you, and that’s all that matters.”

“Bucky love Gumi?”

“I’m totally sure that when we get to know each other it’ll happen naturally,” I offered her, stroking her warm, smooth, squishy back. She trilled in bliss from my touch.

“Gumi love Bucky!”

I laughed. “No you don’t,” I said. “I haven’t earned any of your love. You’re just imitating Daisy, and that’s fine. We’ll get there.” I leaned forward and kissed her on the lips. The soft, oozing texture felt better than I thought it would, and when I pulled away from her after a long minute of kissing, none of her ooze clung to me.

She didn’t let me leave her lips that easily, though. “No stop, Bucky!” she said, bringing me back down to kiss her as tendrils emerged from her body, going behind my head to pull me back in. I found some courage and decided to stick my tongue in her mouth. It was a big hit. She cooed and her body vibrated with a high pigeon-like sound as her insides massaged my tongue.

“I like!” she said, pulling back to look at me with wide eyes. “You like?”

I nodded, smiling at her. “I do,” I answered, trying not to cringe a bit. The primitive speech she used was cute, but I couldn’t wait for her to grow up into complete sentences and coherent grammar. The scenario made me feel a bit awkward. I didn’t think that would be long, too, thankfully, as she seemed to be getting more and more fluent as this session went on.

“Good!” She raised a hand up to her face, and a perfect copy of her lips appeared on her hand, complete with a tongue that circled those lips once as she stared at me with a sweet grin.

“What are you going to do with that?” I asked cautiously.

“Gumi drink Bucky cum while Gumi kiss Bucky!” Her hand went back on my cock, this time her gooey, sloppy palm-mouth taking my cock inside of its warm depths. She thrust her hand up and down the length of my shaft again and again. The texture, the sensation was unlike anything I’d ever felt before. It was like fucking a warm apple pie that also consciously massaged your cock as you did it. My eyes rolled back in my head as we kissed, her slimy tongue shooting into my mouth, tangling itself around mine.

But the end was nigh. As my breathing quickened she also hastened her pace, her eyes opening wide in anticipation. “Bucky cum for Gumi?” she asked.

“Yes, Bucky cu--I mean, yes!” I groaned as I blasted hot white seed into her warm pink hand-mouth. The blowjob-by-way-of-handjob had come to a close. My hips bucked weakly as I shot the last globs of jizz inside the slime girl, and she started to glow, light pouring out of her eyes.

“Ohhh!” she moaned, and suddenly her quivering slime body seemed a lot more stable. “Bucky! I’m Gumi!” she said.

I laughed, panting hard. “I already know this about you.”

She shook her head. She touched her body. “This is Gumi!” she said. “This is Forever Gumi!”

I narrowed my eyes as I tried to piece together the meaning of her words. “You’re saying that this form is your default form, now?” I asked.

“Yes!”

“So it’s permanent?”

“Yes!”

I grinned, looking her over one more time with a stupid, horny, greedy glimmer in my eye. “Nice,” I said.

The rest of the night was far less eventful. Daisy was relieved to see Gumi leave the cabin with me in a permanent form that didn’t look so blatantly like her, and that put her in a good mood after she’d forgiven me for my brazen perviness in the cabin. When I checked on all the girls’ satisfaction levels with my Mood Reader feat, I was relieved to see May Belle, Sprinkle, and Daisy were all at near-full levels of happiness with me. But there was a twist I didn’t see coming.

Gumi had a full heart over her head, too.

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