Patreon Prompt 218 (Patreon)

Prompt: Dehydrated and close to passing out, a lone elf maiden hides from the sun in a cave. She blimps up into an obese blob as a colony of slime women take shelter inside of her to escape the heat.

   Tired of her fair skin and pointy ears scorching under the harsh sun, Jahandra ducked inside one of the nearby desert caves to take a break from her trek. Breathing in a sigh of relief, she put down her pack and leaned against the cool stone wall. Her tiredness and near dehydration led her to not questioning how the cave negated so much of the warm weather. The only concern on her mind was twisting open her waterskin to quench her thirst.

   Just as she was about to parch her dry throat, a sudden rumbling noise made her drop her waterskin. As the liquid spilled across the ground it seemed to travel with a mind of its own towards an approaching mass of creatures. The elf’s eyes went wide as she beheld a horde of blue slime girls approaching her, their faces wide with smiles as they looked upon her. A group cheer rung out from the monstrous women, giving Jahandra too late of a warning to avoid her fate.

   One slime girl after another, they forced their way past her lips. As each new passenger found respite inside of her, Jahandra’s body morphed to accommodate them. Her slender figure became a massive blob, complete with a boulder-like gut and a pair of breasts that weren’t far behind it. With the rest of her armor torn away by her swelling ass cheeks, she got to see her skin jiggle as the slime girls inside got comfortable. It was only once the last slime made her way inside of Jahandra and she surpassed over a ton in weight did she hear someone speak to her.

   “Thank the gods someone finally came along,” a voice spoke in Jahandra head. “Sorry for the intrusion, but would you mind transporting my sisters and I to the nearest oasis? We’re afraid we might evaporate in this weather. We promise to keep you cool on your journey.”

   Lacking a way rid herself of the creatures, Jahandra agree to the proposition. Moving at a snail’s pace, the elf woman forced herself to waddle back out into the sun. True to the slime’s words, their presence kept her cool even under the direct sunlight. With a batch of unlikely companions accompanying her, she set out once more for the nearest town.