My Mom is a Maternal Slime

Shlurp!

"Ooh! Oh god, Anne!"

"Hehe! That's it, Mary. Just relax and let me in~"

Schlick! Schlip!

As Mary's moans and wet noises grow louder from the bedroom, Daniel gulps with increasing heat across his face. Initially worried by the sounds, he couldn't help but draw close and now stands by the door, unsure if exposing his simpler mind to the lewd happenings within is wise.

'I-it can't be that different when mom enveloped me...right?' he wonders, figuring Anne is merging with Mary like before.

Clearing his throat, Daniel only knocks and feigns ignorance. By this point, the moans quiet down, and only some pants can be heard.

"Hello? Are you two okay?" 

"H-hold on, love! We're good!" Mary calls from within.

"Hehe, wait till you see us, Daniel!" Anne adds.

The slime mother's sweet excitement does not so easily transfer to her son, who pales.

'Oh fuck. Just what are they planning this time?'

For now, he can only wait patiently as the sounds of fabric rustle within. After some heavy anticipation, the door creaks open, revealing a bashful Mary who sports a semi-formal attire borrowed from Anne. Her mouth quivers with a mix of shame and delight as she leans against the doorway.

"Um...we're ready. Since I don't know what the plan is, I took Anne's offer to borrow something, just in case."

It may be him, but to Daniel, Mary also seems to be a little more...curvy? That might be just the layers of the blouse that makes her seem that way.

Regardless, the male artist relaxes with a smile. "You look great! I actually was thinking a dinner and movie. Just as Anne suggested, it's nothing too fancy."

The artist closes her mouth and wriggles her lips happily for a moment. "Thank you, love. Are you planning on changing too?"

Daniel hums. "I might as well, but is Anne still in there? I actually thought you two were going to merge."

Mary's eyes widen. "Wait, you can't tell?"

"Tell what?"

The female artist cups her mouth in awe. "Wow...Anne, you were right!"

Before Daniel can question further, his gaze is pulled towards Mary's cleavage, jiggling as if possessed. The female artist subsequently stifles herself and lurches back a little as a bump rises between her mounds, turning lighter in color.

"A-ah?! Love, that tickles!"

As Mary giggles, Daniel's eyes pop open to see Anne's head partially reforming from the chesty mass. With a pair of sly lips and narrowed eyes, his slime mother is no doubt pleased by her son's reaction.

"Hi~ Don't be so shocked, sweetie. I told you I had some different ideas, didn't I?"

Taking a moment to process the sight of the slime girl stretching the confines of Mary's top, Daniel somehow manages to keep himself grounded.

"I should've known better," he sighs, rubbing his hands across his face. "Why are you hiding inside Mary?"

"Hu hu, let's not call it hiding!" Anne tilts her chin, rustling within. "I'm just overlaying and enhancing your girlfriend's natural beauty, that's all. Unlike before, I'll be taking the backseat to watch you two during your dinner. Afterwards, Mary and I can swap!"

"S-swap?"

The slime mother grins, having now a reason to demonstrate. Her head loses form and sinks back into the squishy round depths. The British girl gasps in response, shivering with pleasure as her whole body ripples to Anne's lighter tone in an instant.

Biting her lips, she stares apologetically at her stunned boyfriend. "S-sorry for the surprise, love, but you can admit this might be...exciting! Ah!"

Mary lets out one last gasp before her facial features smooth out. Taking over, Anne reforms her features on top with a sharp breath while extending the artist's short hair to her typical wavy finish.

Overall, the changes occur in a matter of seconds thanks to Anne pre-layered over the contours of her host. After getting her bearings, she huffs proudly.

"See? Now, Mama is here in full! The only real difference from before is that I'm avoiding connecting to Mary's upper brain."

She taps the top of her head in emphasis before continuing, "But otherwise, I can still taste, smell, and feel thanks to Mary. All the necessary functions to make love-I mean for us to enjoy our outing!"

Daniel stares blankly while his slime mother shifts her eyes a little from the little flub. Although worried, the young artist can't be bothered to protest anymore. He lets out a resigned sigh. "Alright, fine. But when you do swap, you'll do it privately, I hope?"

Anne scoffs, meeting her son's eyes in disbelief. "Of course! Who do you take me for?"

Daniel only raises an eyebrow.

Feeling pressured, Anne glances away while pouting. "Okay, I get your concern! Still, give a trust pass to your dear mother, won't you?"

The forgiving artist snorts and steps forward to wrap his hands around his slime mother's waist. "I've given you many passes, mom."

Anne giggles shamelessly and raises her chin, eager to meet her son's lips with the borrowed sensations of her host. Her hand slides across his chest as she purrs, "And you'll keep giving Mama more, right?"

"What a greedy mother I have."

Daniel kisses her, once more feeling warmth that is unnatural to Anne alone. As he holds her tightly, his slime mother moans sweetly, savoring the physical contact that makes her feel human.

He can faintly hear Mary's suppressed utterances from within as their body shivers. She may be trying to let Anne have her moment even though she's enjoying the kiss as well.

Thinking of nothing but the two, Daniel closes his eyes. He slides his hands down their curves, desiring to hear more of his slime mother's real reactions.

At some point, Anne shifts back to Mary before Daniel notices. The now dark beauty and her hands reciprocate, reaching around the male artist and allowing more of her body to press against him.

"O-oh, love~"

As Mary breathes heavenly into his mouth, Daniel opens his eyes with only slight surprise to see her already in Anne's place. It's not enough for him to stop making out with his college love, twirling his tongue into her depths.

Before things could escalate with no actual outing, Daniel forces himself to pull away. He gasps for air while a string of saliva breaks down between them.

Mary frowns, staring into his eyes with need; however, she's able to calm down, understanding that their embrace can continue later into the night. For now, she holds back and clears her throat.

"I-I'll wait for you near the front door, okay?"

"Right."

As the bold beauty takes her leave, Daniel quickly enters his bedroom and shuts the door, slowly breathing. So soon are his pants tight with desire for the two.

He shifts his thinking to more of Mary, then bites his lips and covers his face in shame.

'Did we really break up over creative differences? I'm such an idiot!'

Moving past his regret, Daniel can only try to make amends with Mary and catch up as much as possible from their missed time.

It starts with staying around Fairview Outdoor Mall — the same one he and Anne went to for clothes shopping. With a brand-new theater and various dine-in restaurants, it's an easy pick for a short-notice outing.

Settling into their seats at a local restaurant that Daniel had been to once, he glances around, finding the place pleasingly uncrowded.

"We kinda jumped the gun, haven't we? Before a relationship starts, dates are usually the first things planned." Mary notes, lips drawing as a waiter hands the menus to them.

Upon asking for their drink, the two answer for water before Daniel raises a brow, waiting until they're alone again. "Kinda?"

Mary's face breaks a little as she titters. "Okay, we royally jumped the gun. All thanks to a sweet mother that glues us together, hm?"

Daniel shakes his head. "Don't give her ideas, please."

"It's too late to be saying that. She's on a path to self-discovery, you know?" 

"Oh, I know," Daniel agrees, dropping his head. "I just can't help but feel that she's overdoing it."

He pauses, then smiles bitterly. "I guess I felt the same way with you and the grand pieces you wanted to make. In the end, it was my own insecurities that were holding you back."

Mary softens with her own guilt. Clearing her throat, she begins scanning the menu while replying, "I was at fault for trying to push you to be different with me. It's obvious now that you're better to explore at your own pace."

"Well, it helps to have your referrals that breaks the norm."

Looking up from the menu, Mary gasps. "Actually, the fact that you accepted most of the clients I sent your way surprises me!"

Daniel shrugs, glancing partly away. "I mean, if they like my works even after seeing yours and want my hand in their story, how can I say no?"

Mary narrows her eyes. "What a straightforward, professional response."

"They paid very well too."

"Ah ha! There's the honesty!"

The two chuckle for a bit before moving past art, seeing how they share enough on that.

"How's your parents?" Daniel asks.

"They're good, but same as ever," Mary answers before groaning. "Dad keeps forgetting his passwords and can't be bothered with navigating with the websites himself to reset."

"Oof."

"Mom is still annoying, always asking when I'll get married. In fact, she keeps referencing you!"

Daniel grins. "I'm flattered."

Mary rolls her eyes. Before they can resume, the waiter comes with glasses of water, ready to take their order. After choosing their dishes and waiting for the staff to leave, Mary slumps forward and groans.

"What should I even say? Do I tell my parents that we've gotten back together?"

Daniel twists his lips. "It's difficult. Actually, before you came, Rachel visited."

The female artist straightens up and widens her eyes. "Oh! Did everything go alright with Anne?"

"Somehow, it worked out."

In an instant, Mary frowns. "What do you mean 'somehow'? It went well!"

The abrupt shift in tone takes Daniel by surprise. Before he can question, Mary cups her mouth, then cough.

"Uh...sorry, love. That was Anne just now. Seriously...even mimicing my own voice."

Daniel raises his eyebrows. "That's interesting. So on the surface, I'm technically looking at Anne and not you?"

"Well, she is overlaying me," Mary reminds.

"So then, how can I tell if you're actually Mary?"

At this, the artist narrows her eyes and grins. "Are we ever who we say we are?"

"Yep, you're definitely Mary right now."

"I might not be~"

"Picasso is perfect."

Mary's sly expression breaks. "The hell he is! I...god damn it, you got me. At least put some more effort into your baits!"

"You reacted."

"I know, but that's cheating! You know how the ego of the man and his works irk me sometimes!"

Daniel chuckles. "Anyways, what I want to say is that I couldn't let Rachel know we're back together, especially since Anne had already introduced herself earlier."

With thin lips, Mary lowers her gaze. Up to the point where she and the slime mother merged, she has memories of Anne picking up the phone and speaking with the researcher.

She sighs and shuts her eyes. "I figure as much. Honestly, if we have to hide our relationship, is this really going to work out?"

"I'm determined, Mary," Daniel answers firmly before clearing his throat. "Besides, there are...more complications than just us now."

Mary cocks her head. "Is this related to you 'cheating' on us?"

"I-It's not like that! Um..."

Daniel looks around to make sure nobody has seated nearby to them. Seeing they're not in within any hearing, he starts with a deep breath.

If Mary ever wants to back out of this early relationship, he wouldn't want to hold back her understanding of the developments with his slime mother.

"I guess I might as well explain now. Let's say there's a dream..."