My Mom is a Maternal Slime

Squelch!

Daniel feels his legs enveloped by his silvery captor's gooey body.

Bubbles pour out of his mouth as he groans, his mind hazy. At some point, this dangerous silver-haired woman pulled him under. Fortunately, he can somehow breathe, but that hardly makes him feel better as he struggles to break free from her hold.

Just how long has it been?

The artist can't tell as his captor momentarily releases his cock that is part-ways submerged in her body. With her other hand on his chest, she absorbs more of him and lets her silver goo extend across his cock from the mass that envelops his legs.

He breathes in sharply, unable to resist as the reflective mass forms fingers that slide across his shaft.

"Ungh!"

Swish! Swish!

The goo quickens against his member, causing more bubbles to escape out of him as he groans. At this point, he loses any control left as he floats within her and around.

Thump thump!

Sinking in deeper to the water's depths, he starts hearing a heartbeat. He can't tell if it's his, but regardless, it forces him to calm down. He notices how warmer his captor is compared to the coolness of the lake that surrounds. It's a feeling that makes him want to curl up and sink deeper into her.

"That's it, Daniel. Let me take care of you as well."

Her voice rings so clearly in his head that he wonders if she's speaking telepathically to him.

Gritting teeth and trying hard to not lose himself to her comfort, he forces his voice out into the waters, "Wh-who?"

While his voice is dampened by the water, but his captor understands him well.

She hums, moving her hand from his chest to the top of his head, brushing along his hair. "Someone who loves you. Someone who should've been with you...instead of her."

Her strokes from her silver cover increases, causing the artist to grunt.

"It's very annoying."

"I don't...ungh...?"

"It's okay, Daniel. No need to think. I'll find a way to be with you for real. For now, I want you to enjoy me...enjoy us."

Daniel feels the pressure rising in his cock as the woman muses.

"It's strange. I get the feeling that the world has changed so much. There is so much I am missing too, but...I'll have it soon, I'm sure."

The artist doesn't have a clue what the woman is on about as he lets out on final grunt. He ejaculates, and as he does, his vision grows blurry. He sees everything darkening.

"It looks like our time is up, my child."

Her body envelops him more, blurring the lines between the depths of the lake and the sinking embrace of silver love.

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"Daniel..."

Without knowing how much time had passed, a more familiar voice whispers into his ears as he feels a cool hand graze his chest; yet, its temperature is opposite to the actual comfort it brings. Humming to such care, the sweetly called artist slowly opens his eyes to Anne's serene smile and shimmering eyes.

Immediately, his breath is taken away as he stares at how her wavy locks flow effortlessly down her joyous contours — a blend of his paintings with hints of his star-loving mother within. It's only after blinks does he catch himself, yet still wondering if he's in a dream to have such a beauty laying in his bed.

"Happy birthday, sweetie," she coos, moving her hand from his chest to touch his cheek. The coolness helps add to his waking moment as he widens his eyes.

"Wait, you mean..."

Anne giggles. "I carried you in me, then let you out. Now you can't tell me that I'm not your 'Mama'!"

Holding his breath, Anne's luring of him into her squishy blue slime plays into his mind. Although he didn't intend to, he must've fallen asleep.

"So, did you sleep well, my baby?" she asks, grinning.

Daniel is at a loss for words. There's so much racing through his mind, particularly about the "dream" he had inside her; however, the fact that Anne just held him in like a baby...

Actually, that's wrong. No sane person would call his surprise containment any sort of womb.

"Well, surprisingly," Daniel answers, before clearing his throat. "I guess I've been reborn, huh?"

For the sake of his slime mother, he plays along with the idea, even though there's really nothing different. He's not so insensitive to the symbolic meaning, knowing how much she was looking forward to this moment.

However, Anne squints. "That's weird. Why would you feel like you're reborn?"

Like that, Daniel's face falls. He snorts softly with a bitter smile before his eyes close resignedly. "Well, thanks for making me feel stupid."

Anne chuckles and crawls on top of him to comfort. Taking it as payment, Daniel wraps his arms around her waist as he holds her. He can feel his limp cock squeezing between her thighs.

They kiss for a few moments before the slime mother lifts her hands to slide across both of her son's cheeks. "You've always been my baby, but I'm not saying holding you inside and carrying you didn't feel special! It's probably the closest I'll ever come to having you in me like Amy had. Please tell me, sweetie, do you...feel the same about it?"

Daniel relaxes against her hopeful gaze. Before answering, he leans forward to kiss her again while rubbing her hips. When he parts to take a one-sided breath, he squeezes her tightly against him. "Of course, mom. I hope you understand though, real or not, you're the best thing since coming to my life."

Anne hums, closing her eyes in delight. "Then I take it was overall comfy stay in Mama?"

"No doubt since I fell asleep too easily, but that said, I had a very strange dream."

"Hu hu...Did you dream of Mama?"

Daniel smiles weakly as he lowers his gaze. "Sort of. There was this...lake. I could hear you and Mary talking about our former relationship, then discovered I could see her in the water like I was watching through you. I think you were also posing for a painting by Mary?"

He stops there, not to overly complicate what he thinks he remembers, but when he returns to look at his slime mother, he sees her lips flattened and eyes glancing away.

Suspicious.

Breathing out slowly, he chuckles in disbelief. "Wait...no way. Did...that actually happen?"

Anne's eyes fall as she wriggles her lips in shame.

Daniel rubs her back, smiling more. "Hey, if you're worried about me being upset, it's okay!"

Anne closes her eyes and sighs before huffing. "Okay, yes, that's right! I only wanted to understand you and Mary's history more. Also, that painting was supposed to be a surprise! Are you sure you weren't half-asleep while we were talking?"

"Maybe, but...everything felt disconnected, yet somehow real. Around the lake was just a vast plain with a few mountains in the distance. I could feel the wind and the flow of water. It was like I was actually transported there. Hell, I couldn't even wake from it despite knowing thinking it was a dream! That never happened, assuming I even get to dream."

The slime girl widens her eyes, then hums, growing concerned. "That's...really strange. It doesn't sound bad either, or was it?"

"It was..."

Daniel pauses as his forehead furrows. "I'm not sure. This is where it gets fuzzy, but I think there was this...silver-haired woman? I'm not sure how it happened, but she caught me and after that, it's...all blank for me now."

Anne hesitates before sitting upright at the bedside. "Is...mama at fault?"

Daniel joins her while shaking her head. "I wouldn't fault you, but whatever I dreamed of, it might be related to you...well, I'm not so sure."

Silence reigns. He sees his slime mother becoming increasingly worried despite his reassurances. Sighing, he stands up and performs a much-needed stretch before patting his slime mother's head.

"Look, don't worry about it. I think next time you carry me, I'll be able to confirm better. Who knows, maybe that was just all me."

Flinching, Anne's eyes widen slowly, then looks up at her son. "Next...time?"

Seeing her son simply grin, an excitement overcomes her face like a child. She was initially worried this would be the last time, but since her son is okay with it, many new ideas begin to fill her head.

"Anyway, you may have kept me clean inside of you, mom, but I'm going to take a shower to clear my head-wah!"

Anne snaps out of her delight to grab his wrist before he can leave her. "Wait a minute! Aren't you forgetting something? Babies just 'born' need to be breastfed first!"

Daniel gulps as the slime mother cups her left breast, which is already leaking milk for him. Further, the sight of her adorably firm expression results in his cock rising. This, of course, doesn't go unnoticed by the slime girl.

She grins. "Hehe, I thought so."