This was the trigger that caused all hell to break loose. The innkeepers and the guards collided in a battle for the band as the church's legion decided they didn't want to miss out on this and charged straight into the melee while screaming about various gods.
Vivi had no idea what the hell was happening, the last thing she had seen was the packed in crowd before her world became moaning mewling women and a slime monster ravaging them. Now there was apparently an all out war happening around her involving the town guard, some religious looking crazy people and… a load of chefs? Vivi wasn't sure but she doubted it mattered to the guard who had just been bashed over the head with a rolling pin.
In any case, she had more important things to worry about, specifically the slime's tentacle that was being slowly dragged back through her insides. She was amazed at just how much looping that the tentacle had to go through to make its way through her intestine, she could literally see the tentacle disappearing across her swollen belly's surface, the lines of it bulging out her tummy slipping away. It accelerated and she only had a moment for her eyes to roll up before the tentacle pulled outward swiftly dragging itself from her distended throat and then her mouth. She let out a gasp like a drowning person coming up for air as the tentacle ripped from her lips bringing with it a wash of saliva that dripped and hung from Vivi's swollen lips with a pitter patter.
She just lay there for a moment, breathing hard, staring at the slime in front of her. It did not look happy, in fact she could see a small burnt patch about a half inch across on its surface. It was using a tentacle to pat at the burnt spot in confusion. Apparently whatever had hit it had had an effect unlike Ellaria's fire magic in its previous incarnation. Vivi almost felt glad that the thing was actually damageable, she felt less glad about the increasingly panicked look in the slime's eyes as it looked around at the fighting. It suddenly looked up at Vivi and she saw genuine fear there in its expressive eyes, she almost felt sorry for it, that is until the slime started to move and she realised what exactly its solution was to escape the chaos.
The slime had a memory, that memory was of escaping danger, escaping danger in a dark, enclosed, warm place. Fortunately the slime was still partially inside of such a place. It Squeee'd in sudden determination and rushed over the top of Vivi as the fox girls eyes went round and she began to panic.
"No no no no no! You can't! You won't fit! NUUUUUU!"
The slime didn't listen and it quickly found the fox girl's drooling pussy, still stuffed with thick glossy white and semi-transparent tentacles. Vivi was desperate by this point, holding her legs together and trying to protect her rear with her feet, curling her tail down defensively. But the slime could not be stopped and it sent out tentacles to firmly grasp the fox girl's legs, forcefully spreading them apart as well as grabbing her tail and holding it over her back. The slime had an exit from the danger and it would not be stopped, Vivi's quivering folds beckoned, safety was near.
The tentacles still inside Vivi suddenly slid in further, piling up inside her womb at the same time as the slime reeled itself inward, pulling its two foot wide body until it was pressed up against her rear. The fox girl's thighs shook and trembled, sending her buttox jiggling as the slime squirmed itself against her.
"W-wait! I- I can carry you! I can protect you!"
The slime Squeee'd! It agreed with her! Vivi would carry and protect it! Just not in the way Vivi would have preferred.
The slime tensed its tentacles up inside Vivi's womb and then began to properly reel its main body in, dragging itself inward, pushing up against Vivi's muff harder and harder even as her legs shook out of control and she made yipp yipp yelping sounds as a huge pressure was applied. The slime apparently knew what it was doing and it squished down its main body extending itself outward and pressing apart Vivi's lower lips, spreading them wider and wider, stretching her outward further than she ever had been as it forced itself inside of her, eagerly searching for that home from home, her warm darkness.