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[A/N] soft vore warning, Jack enters Solana's vagina. Might be hot if you give it a chance.
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The heat from the hot springs wasn't the only thing making Jack warmer. Two beautiful creamy melons were jiggling with each small move. He stared at Solana.
She was leaning her head back and giving him full view. She was a specimen indeed. Jack couldn't lie about that.
"As a researcher I know humans procreate differently..."
Solana bit her lip.
"I have never experienced that type of... union."
Jack gulped. He wanted to experience that union with her too. He was too ashamed to admit but he'd grown fond of spilling his seed into another's flesh. Amelia and Ria came to mind.
"What kind of experiment would satisfy a woman of science such as yourself?" He squeaked out.
Solana had this thoughtful look, as if she was genuinely thinking and not just teasing him. Then she sucked in a breath.
"Honestly, I've never even kissed properly."
She said that out loud so naturally it took Jack a moment to register. This wasn't a joke. She was a gilf with zero experience. Then again she has been focusing all her energy on runesmithing.
"It's funny, isn't it? I can create a golem that has a lifespan of over a thousand years. Yet the mere thought of holding someone's hand makes my skin burn."
Reaching his hand to Jack, she paused, "Would it be too bold to ask for that... for us to kiss?"
This felt far too intimate. He grew feverish. He hasn't kissed anyone in this form unless you count being licked and eaten
"I don't have a humanoid body so maybe not."
The grandma pouted, "So I have to come up with a way to make you evolve into a more human form? Or else you'll never taste lips again."
A hint of mischief flickered in her emerald eyes. She leaned closer to him. "What if you lapped up my juices would that turn you into a flower elf?"
Jack grinned, "That sounds like a worthy experiment. One I'd be happy to volunteer for."
Solana stepped out of the spring, the water clinging to her like a second glistening skin. She didn't bother with her towel. Instead, she laid a blanket on the wooden floor next to the pool. The steam still swirled around her, creating an almost dreamlike halo.
Sitting down, she opened her legs, a gesture of both trust and scientific inquiry. Jack hopped out. The closer he got, the more he could see of her.
The way her lips puffed out, puckering slightly at the anticipation. Jack, being a man in a slime's body, knew what came next. He extended a tentacle, not for entry but for exploration.
Parting her lips, he saw the pink walls of her vagina glisten. Solana's breath hitched.
Then he tasted her. She was sweet like honey and her juices were fragrant with the scent of spring flowers. His body ached as he lapped more, her juices were going inside him, flowing into his core.
"Aaahn~" Solana moaned, her fingers digging into her own thighs. Her other hand found its way to her left nipple, she was playing with it in sync with Jack's movements.
"Ngnh~" Her moans increased, Jack was moving from her cunt up to her little nub.
Each lap of his slimy body against her clit sent jolts of pleasure through her.
Taking a moment to gather his breath, "I think we need to do some more thorough testing," he quipped.
Solana couldn't answer; her mouth was open, her breathing ragged, her back arched.
Then he did what he hadn't tried before, he stuck himself deep inside her.
"Haaa!"
Jack stretched her, widening her with his slime body. Her cunt convulsed around him. His whole body felt the warm embrace of her inner walls.
She was squeezing him like she was trying to absorb him into herself.
He moaned as she squeezed him, but his voice made her shiver. The sensation was not just physical for him. Her juices that entered his system were filling him with warmth.
"Fuck Jack," she whimpered. Her hand reached to touch her stomach. She could feel Jack inside her bulge.
Her other hand was busy at work. She was rubbing her clit, moaning in a delirious chant.
Popping out a tentacle, Jack started exploring deeper inside her. It probed at her cervix.
"N-ngh~!" she climaxed.
Before he could continue, Solana grabbed him and pulled him out.
The orange-haired elf was panting, her breasts heaving.
"That experiment was a success," she breathed, her legs quivering.
She lay there for a minute, her legs still spread.
"I don't know. We need a second opinion," Jack said, wiggling towards her again.
She tried to protest but he used a girthy tentacle and forced her apart again.
"Haa! Wait, wait, I need to recover!" She pleaded, her voice trembling as he pushed inside her again.
His girth touched places inside she hadn't even known existed, places deep and uncharted that sent shockwaves of sensation radiating through her entire body.
Jack pounded her, a relentless rhythm of slime against flesh. Her inner walls were gripping him in a desperate attempt for more.
"I need more," she whispered to herself, as much as she was saying it to him.
Feeling her tighten, Jack was at his limits and burst. His blue seed filled her up all the way to her womb. A warmth that filled her with energy.
The hot springs' steam now mingled with their heavy breathing.
"Okay the second opinion confirmed: that was great," Jack quipped, slowly pulling out.
But Solana was panting, "The research isn't done until I taste the results."
She grabbed his tentacle, still glistening with their combined fluids, and brought it to her lips. With slow, deliberate movements, she sucked on the end of the tentacle, her tongue swirling around its tip.
"Aaahn~!" Jack moaned.
He spilled another stream of blue into her mouth. She gulped.
"My hypothesis was correct," Solana said, wiping her mouth, her cheeks flushed.
Jack was a dried out husk. He needed a break.
She scooped up some water in her hands, letting it flow over her and him.
"What hypothesis was that exactly?" he managed to ask.
"You taste better after being inside me," she said matter-of-factly, a small, triumphant smile on her lips.
Letting out a chuckle, he turned on his back and noticed 8 eyes curiously looking from behind a leaf. Ms. Snuffles was watching them.
[Ms Snuffles is only a few days old. Her innocence has been tainted.] The system stated.
He shot back at the system, "Hey don't pin that on me."
There was a knock on the the door before someone enter. Laural peeked in.
"Mr Quiver are you decent?"
"I guess?" he barely managed to squeak out. Jack's gelatinous body had shrunk, from exhaustion, looking less like a blob and more like a sad blue pancake.
Laurel entered and her eyes widened, a sharp intake of breath audible over the gentle lapping of water. Her gaze darted between the flushed, satisfied Solana and the positively pathetic-looking Jack, then to the tell-tale signs of their 'experiment' glistening on the wooden floor and, most notably, the blue slime oozing out of her mother.
"Mo-" she shook her head, "Solana what do you think you are doing sneaking into the men's bath."
Solana simply stretched languidly, a gesture full of feline indifference, and propped herself up on an elbow.
"Research," she smirked, "Wanna join in darling?"
Laurel ran out of there.
With a loud thud, Laurel closed the door so hard a splinter flew off its frame and plopped into the water.