It's been a few days since Mike left. Since then, Lecia has received permission from the Keystone Cemetery's management to dig holes by the perimeter to test their scanning technology. Unfortunately, more time is needed before the engineering team finishes the prototype, but the Stonehenge leader knows she cannot rush. It's not just to avoid insufficient data when they perform the scan but also to avoid suspicions from employees unrelated to her secret group. Luckily, all of her product team believe that testing at a nearby cemetery makes sense considering the use case is to aid archeological excavations in finding bones and abnormal structures.
With the engineering efforts out of her hands, Lecia has to carry on with her duties as the company's president, mostly inapplicable to anything related to the Stonehenge book. If she could, she would love to spend more time investigating the aftermath of the ritual and checking for more leads on the mysterious creature, but there didn't seem much to gain. Any additional activity would garner unwanted eyes in her position, so she could only trust her various members spread across the world who had the time.
Sighing, Lecia finishes signing some small contracts on her desk before her second phone buzzes. A call from there can only be related to the Stonehenge organization. No contacts are stored, plus every phone number is rotated. As a result, she has no idea who might be calling, but it'll either be someone trustworthy...or a spam caller.
Picking up her phone and hoping it's the former, she remains silent while waiting for a secret to be spoken.
...
Slowly Lecia smiles, nodding as she hears a word from the Stonehenge text. With a slight chuckle, she greets another prominent member of their group. "Yes, it's nice to hear you again!"
...
"I did meet the artist. Thanks for pointing me in the right direction by the way! I was surprised you happened to know who did that Black Hills painting. He's the...son of your friend, right?"
...
"Of course, my condolences. Don't worry, I never mentioned you. I understand you're not calling to chat though, right?"
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"Mom..."
Daniel's stern voice in the kitchen causes Anne to blink, lifting her head from the table.
Currently, she's eating a bowl of oatmeal, content as usual. Her son would do the same, except... there's suddenly a lack of milk in the fridge despite knowing some was bought just yesterday.
"Yes, sweetie?" Anne asks, putting on innocent airs.
"Did you drink all of the milk?"
Anne tilts her chin. "Why yes, I did."
Daniel is taken aback by the honesty, and he hesitates to ask. "...Why?"
Anticipating the topic, Anne puts her spoon down into the oatmeal and then leans forward with her chin on her hands. Her eyes glint firmly toward her son, causing him to sweat slightly.
"Tell me sweetie, it's been a few days and so far, Mama has been nursing you consistently. So, why would you bother buying milk?"
Daniel flushes red and stammers, unable to believe her logic. "W-why?! M-mom, I can't rely on you to-"
"But you can," she cuts, closing her eyes sweetly. "Producing milk costs mama nearly nothing and although I wish it were sweeter, it's no different from the milk you buy from the store."
"T-that's um...but to ask you all the time is..."
"Embarrassing?" the slime mother finishes before opening her eyes and huffing. "Nonsense, there's nothing embarrassing about Mama feeding her baby! Besides, you've been quite eager during our sessions too."
Daniel can't deny that but refuses to let Anne take control that easily. It feels like she's becoming bolder recently. Emptying his throat, his face returns partially to its normal color.
"Then, how about this. Since you can produce at will, at least store some in a jug in the fridge, and I'll stop buying it from now on."
Anne narrows her eyes. "Deal, but you must let Mama keep nursing you directly, alright?"
"S-sure."
Despite his reservations, he can't find it in him to reject such loving care. Before he lets his nights with Anne get to him and make him erect again, he quickly changes the topic. "By the way, have you had any more visions or voices?"
Anne hums, taking a bite of her oatmeal before shaking her head. "No, and even as I continued to watch you work on your Stonehenge drawing, I haven't received anything new. Your painting is coming along though; It looks really cool!"
Daniel snorts, unable to suppress a smile at the praise; however, he's concerned for Anne. There's more to her than just Amy, but it seems it won't come as easily.
"Oh, since it's the weekend, are you planning on doing any work today?" Anne asks, hopeful.
The artist raises an eyebrow. "Not today. If I'm behind, I might work but we're making pretty good pace for my clients, so I think we can relax today."
The slime's eyes twinkle as she claps her hands. "Then, mama wants to try something with you!"
"Oh, do you want to go out? I did hear it might rain today though."
"No, but mama wants to hold her baby close in bed."
Daniel stares flatly. "But...you already do that. Plus, we just got out of bed and did a round. Don't tell me you want to do more?"
"Hu hu, it'll be different! I won't say anymore, okay? It's a surprise!"
Daniel clears his throat and stands up from his seat. "On second thought, I do believe there is some work that should be done. I'll just-"
A firm hand grasps his arm. He sees that Anne has stretched her arm to prevent him from leaving. On top of that, she stares at him with puppy-dog eyes. "Daniel, please! Is Mama that uninteresting?"
Uninteresting? No, far from it!
"Listen, mom," Daniel begins, laughing nervously. "Why don't we just take it easy today? Even if the weather is cloudy, we can still go somewhere...like a movie?"
Anne inhales sharply. They haven't been to a theater yet, but she quickly shakes her head, unwilling to let her plan be pushed aside. "Urgh...yes, mama would love that, b-but...please?"
Daniel slumps in his seat and breathes out. "Alright, fine."
His slime mother perks up and cheers, then quickly gobble down her oatmeal faster before he can question her further. He watches bewilderingly as she stands up and sets aside her bowl by the sink. Readying for him, she exits the kitchen first but not before winking.
"Then, mama will see you in bed~"
Gone without giving her son a chance to speak, the artist slumps further and stares at his oatmeal. He forgot to ask her to add some milk for him.
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Daniel takes his time with breakfast, unwilling to allow his slime mother's excitement to rush him. Although, he's admittedly curious to see what his slime mother has in store.
By the time he enters his bedroom, Anne is already waiting on his bed naked. More specifically, she has dissolved the bottom half skin, revealing her glistening blue gelatinous legs and smooth vulva.
He blinks, instantly growing hard to see parts of her true self again. In fact, it's been quite a while. Was this her surprise? A change in pace?
"Do you like what you see, sweetie?"
Her purr spurs him forward, so he strips naked to meet her offer. "Well, um...I can't say no to my mother."
Anne giggles and spreads her legs wider. "Good boy~ Will you kiss mama down there, please?"
Daniel exhales slowly and nods. Kneeling by the bedside with his throbbing cock, he pushes his face in. His hands slide across her cool, slippery blue thighs while leveraging himself closer. Slowly, he starts by licking her folds.
"Oh, Daniel~"
His cock throbs as he hears her sweet voice and uses his fingers to spread them out. He can almost see the blue tunnel Anne had created to best fit his cock. Pushing his face in, his tongue dashes in with greed.
"Yes, right there!"
Anne's moans, even if they're just a play, spur Daniel further into ravishing her pussy. As a reward, he tastes the milk he was missing earlier as the slime girl secrets the white liquid within her vulva. It surprises him a little, but he welcomes the 'nectar of the gods', now nursing against her formed clitoris.
A few minutes in, her crotch unleashes more milk which he struggles to take in as it splashes across his face. Despite the mess, he's never felt more thirsty as the cool liquid enters his throat.
"Is it, unf, good baby?"
Daniel hums, closing his eyes and gripping the slime mother's thighs tighter as milk drips down his chin. Simultaneously, Anne's fingers slide through her son's hair in place, then smiles warmly as she begins the real plan now that her son is distracted.
While her son continues to suck her milk away, she allows a new layer of slime to flow from her waistline. A blue veil creeps out and hovers over Daniel without making too much noise. For a while, the artist doesn't notice any change, even has his view turned a tint bluer.
That is until Anne's hands leave his head while her pussy suddenly seals up, becoming smooth. Shocked, Daniel pulls away, but his back hits the new slime layer that had sneaked behind him, swiftly encasing him around.
"M-mom?!"
Anne hushes reassuringly. "Easy Daniel, please trust me, okay? Like I said, Mama is going to finally have her baby closer to her than ever before!"
"W-wait, you mean-mmph!?"
Daniel can't finish as the slime behind contracts, pulling his face closer to Anne's crotch. By now, he's sealed within a slime sack between her legs. Panicked, the artist tries to push out, but the slime's layer is malleable to his stretches while maintaining a firm grip over him.
"Sweetie, don't try to resist. Come to Mama!"
The artist grunts as his body is forced to curl while the sack shrinks and thickens around him. It makes a churning sound as the slimy chamber is pulled deeper into Anne's core.
Swelch! Swoon!
Eventually, the sack becomes more embedded into Anne's body, becoming a belly with her full-grown son in a womb-like chamber. It takes a few seconds for Daniel to regain awareness of his wobbly surroundings. He looks around, confused, trying to peer through his slime mother's walls, only to see warped shadows amongst dispersed light.
On the outside, Anne stares at the now massive stretched belly that encases her wriggling son. It takes a moment before realizing her accomplishment as her eyes widen. She draws a hand to her face while caressing Daniel's head that bulges out between her breasts, then shivers with delight.
"M-mama...actually did it! Daniel is inside me...hehehe!"
Daniel flattens his lips and sweats, hearing his slime mother's slightly muffled yet unnerving giggle.
While allowing his slime mother time to celebrate, he calms down enough to understand the situation. It's good that he's not claustrophobic; otherwise, this would be another person's nightmare.
"Okay, mom, I see now - you're pregnant with me. So this was your plan all along?"
Hearing her son's rather tame response, she frowns while rubbing her newfound belly. "Yes! Oh come on, why aren't you more excited?! Mama only thought of this a couple days ago! You have no idea how patient I've been. I even thought of pulling you into me when you were suckling on my breasts like a baby!"
Daniel blushes and turns his head. "Am I supposed to feel better about that? Although I was curious to see what you had in mind, some more information would've been nice."
"If I told you, you might've ran, so I had to lure you!"
"What am I, a fish?!"
Anne grins. "You were and now you're my baby. Still, I'll let you out if you're uncomfortable. I just wanted to experience this at least once."
The artist sighs and moves around a little. Something must be wrong with him because he's not as perturbed.
"Well, I'm fine with seeing how this goes, but my back is bent a little-ooh."
Anne is already on it as her son feels his back straightening with more mass added behind him. It also becomes softer around his neck and shoulders, allowing some comfortable lean.
On the outside, Anne's belly droops but grows bigger, now rounder with fewer bulges. Although she already misses having her son snug to her, she doesn't want to have him uncomfortable. "How's that? Comfy?"
Daniel remains silent as he wobbles, then responds, "Yeah, it's better."
"How about air?"
"Pretty good actually."
Anne huffs with pride. "Then my baby is all settled! Now, let's see if I can actually stand up straight."
Daniel worries for Anne and himself as his surroundings shift. He's seen evidence of Anne being able to hold his weight, but being as large as he is, it should throw off her balance.
Sure enough...
"W-whoa...!"
Anne is pulled forward when she pushes off the bed but quickly catches herself against a wall. This causes her new belly to jiggle, as does her baby within.
"Urp...E-easy, mom!"
Hearing Daniel's slow breathing, she gasps. "Are you okay in there, sweetie?"
"Y-yeah, a reminder though - we just ate breakfast."
Anne chuckles nervously. "Right, sorry. Mama just needs to reinforce back and legs more."
The artist's eyebrows raise as he hears a sort of churning sound. Some of the mass surrounding him shifts to her back and legs to help her offset her new forward weight.
Somehow, she can put enough, making her legs and back more toned. Then, with a breath, she lifts away from the wall and stands carefully. To her delight, she's distributed her center of gravity to finally support Daniel's weight in her pseudo-pregnancy.
"Daniel~ Mama can carry you now! Next time, the process should be faster."
Daniel coughs. "If there's a next time. That said, be careful of yourself and your surroundings, please."
Anne frowns. "Mama knows! Are you still not comfortable, Daniel?"
"Er, I am. I'm just not sure how to feel about this situation."
Anne smiles bitterly. "At least...give this a chance for mama, please?"
Daniel sighs resignedly and lies his head back. Between his legs, his cock remains rock hard.
"Alright, I will. But...now what? Am I supposed to jerk off?"
Anne gasps at the thought. "No! How can my baby be so dirty! This is supposed to be a calming experience!"
"Calm my ass! You cockblocked me!"
His slime mother returns with a sheepish smile. "Oh! Er...alright. Mama has a way to help you."
A small gelatinous tube grows within Daniel's new chamber and causes him to lean back. He can only come to one conclusion as he covers his belly button. "H-hold up! Mom, you're not thinking of-"
Contrary to his expectations, the tube opens and swallows his shaft instead. He stifles a grunt as he feels his mother's mass squeezing his cock and sucking like she does on the outside.
Slurp! Swlop! Slurp! Swlop!
"M-mom! H-holy...shit!"
Anne rubs her belly as her son's groans leak out. If not for her enormous belly and the workings within, this would've been otherwise an ideal image of motherly love.
"Now we are finally connected, my baby. All you have to do is relax and enjoy the ride," she coos.
"This is...urgh...kinda...messed up!"
Anne giggles. Then with heavy footsteps, she enters the bathroom to check on herself. If she were more solid, she'd definitely wouldn't be capable of slipping through the door, but thanks to her nature, she's as fluid as a cat.
After squeezing herself and her son through, her eyes sparkle in awe as she rotates herself in front of the mirror. Finally, she nods to herself while sliding her hand across her body. Her son's muffled pleasures continue to bellow within.
"Don't we look good together, Daniel?"
"Mom, I'm cumming!"
Unfocused, the artist pulses within her, his cum absorbed by her makeshift tube. Her gelatinous legs ripple with joy as she feels his nutrients again fill her. With a shameful uplifting of her lips, the slime mother holds back most of the psychological pleasure. Only leaving a husky moan, she hugs her belly with both arms.
"Oh my~ Who knew my baby would be the one feeding me!"
Daniel groans as her extension remains on his limp cock. While taking time to recover himself, he lifts his head and sees Anne's murky form looking down at him. Even though he can't see her through her blue mass, he can already imagine her warm smile.
Coming down from his libido, his eyes droop a little. It might be him, but Anne's mass surrounding him seems to be getting softer. "So...uh...how long are you going to keep me in...here?"
"Well, however long you want. Though you did mention going to the theater, so..."
A low rumbling in the sky causes her to trail off. She glances towards the ceiling and blinks. "Oh... it's already starting it seems."
With a curious hum, she moves out of the bathroom to the nearest window catching the grey clouds already covering most of the city.
"Well, it's good to have some rain. So, Daniel, what do you want to do?"
Asking her belly, she gets an unexpected sleepy response. "I guess I'll...stay in...longer...just for...a bit."
Anne blinks, surprised. With a warm smile, she hums softly. "Take all the time you need, my baby."
Closing the curtains, so to speak, the slime girl regrows her lower skin and blocks any remaining light to her son's new chamber. Soon after, she hears her son's breathing even as he falls asleep.
'Now what do I do?' Anne thinks, rubbing her belly while pursing her lips.
She flinches as she hears the front door buzzer. Not wanting to disturb her son's rest, she firms up the outer layer of her belly so it doesn't wobble as much and creeps closer to the door. Being naked, she won't open it, but she can't ignore it if it's important for Daniel.
"Um, who is it?"
"Is that Anne? It's me love - Mary. Sorry for the unannounced visit, but I've got something important for you!"
Anne gasps. "Oh! Um...let me change! Daniel is asleep!"
Mary's snickers. "No problem. I see that you two have been having fun, am I right?"
Anne titters. "Something like that~"
Even though Mary knows about her abilities, Anne wonders if it's a good idea to show up in front of her like this. It's conflicting since she doesn't want to dump him so soon.
'It'll be fine! We're still experimenting after all. She should understand,' Anne reasons.
The slime girl looks into the now-shared closet for anything she could wear. Given her impossible belly, there's hardly anything she can wear except a silk robe which would at least partially cover her and drape some around her belly.
It's not ideal, but she takes it and covers herself. Then, with some careful steps, she returns to the front door. At ease, she opens the door with a wide smile.
"Hi Mary!"
"Hey there love, I-"
Rightly so, Mary's words halt in her throat, her eyes popping out at Anne's impossible belly that's barely covered. Without another second to spare, she hurriedly invites herself in, shutting the door frantically before anyone in other apartments might see.
Taking a long breath, the female artist grabs the slime mother's shoulder. Knowing people might still hear her so close to the door, she keeps her voice low despite her astonishment. "Holy shit, love! H-how are you pregnant already?! N-no wait, you're a slime...c-can you even get pregnant? It's only been a few days since I last visited - what happened?!"
Mary's freakout is amusing, but Anne holds herself back from giggling and disturbing her baby within. She places a finger to her lips. "It's alright. I'm not really pregnant! We need to be quiet though since Daniel is sleeping inside of me."
The female artist blinks a few times. She takes a moment to process Anne's words before her gaze lowers.
"Oh, I see."
Her simple response hides the shock she's feeling. Although she wants to laugh crazily, she leans against a wall instead and inhales slowly before recomposing.
'Anne is a slime. Anne is a slime. She can hold things in her. It makes sense.'
"He's...okay, right?"
"Yep! Go ahead and listen against my belly. You'll hear him breathing."
Mary gulps, still freaked out by this situation but following through as she bends down. While placing an ear against the slime mother, she can hear some slight mumbling.
She's somewhat relieved and clears her throat. "Well, this is plenty bizarre. He seems quite...comfortable, I guess. I'm assuming you've done this before or...?"
"Nope! I just pulled him in before you arrived! Since I'm his Mama, I feel silly that this didn't occur to me since I know that I can make breathable spaces inside me."
"Right..."
Mary's not sure whether to press further, so she decides to move on topic. "Well anyways, I have something for you..."
Digging into her purse, she hands Anne a card.
The slime girl takes it with knitted brows before widening her eyes. "Wait, this is...a license!? So that's why Daniel wanted to take a photo of me against a wall that one day!"
Mary smiles. "I had some connections. I'm not sure what this client did, but he claims you're also registered in state databases. Whether that's good or not, I would still keep a low profile. However, this should help you to open your own bank account and move around a little."
Anne quivers before hugging the female artist, much to her surprise. "Mary, thank you!"
Mary blushes as she feels some of her ex's legs poking her as the slime girl's belly compresses against her. As strange as it is, she feels somewhat jealous of him.
"I...better get going before the rain starts."
Anne gasps and holds Mary's hands before she can pull back. "Wait, hold on! Are you busy? Daniel told me how you wanted to see me transform."
The female artist thins her lips. "Yes, but I don't want to bother you guys."
"It's no problem!" Anne insists before lowering her gaze and smiling, "Besides, I enjoyed painting with you and since you're the only female who knows what I am, I'd like to get to know you more!"
"Are you sure, love? To be honest, I'm not sure if Daniel would be pleased."
"Well I'm his mother, so I have first say!" she says with a huff, causing Mary to giggle.
More relaxed, the female artist nods. "Well, alright then. Let's leave transforming for another day. How about I do a quick drawing as you are?"
Anne clasps her hands. "Oh, that would be wonderful! Daniel had mentioned how he wanted to do a couples painting."
"Love, I doubt this is what he meant."