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Among many rumors, myths, and legends that had been spread through gossip, hearsay, and oral traditions in the Central Continent many have the themes of a “Chosen One”. Of course, these kinds of stories aren’t exclusive to the Central Continent and have been documented in other parts of the world. But at its core, the theme of a chosen person or creature is not new, and many other similar stories follow it. However, quite a strange tale has been spreading recently, specifically to the forestry regions to the east of the Central Continent.

According to those who have heard of it, an ancient temple had been uncovered recently by the Institute of Ancient Artifacts that contained glyphs that spoke of the coming of the King Slime Dragon after it had been translated. Along with the uncovering of the temple, there were strange slim hybrids with elemental breaths and dragon scales hibernating inside, attacking the archeologists responsible for the discovery. These draconic slimes then escaped before any could be captured and studied.

Immediately after fleeing the scene, the draconic slimes began to cause havoc, harassing every town and traveler they came across. They weren’t pushovers either as their hybrid abilities gave them potent destructive abilities, forcing The Adventurers Association to release an emergency commission for their capture or extermination. And so while everyone was still receiving news about these dangerous slimes, the slimes had already been scouting for their chosen lord. Their targets were smart dragons who were capable of rational thought and lived among humans and beasts.

The slimes wouldn’t attack them but instead worship any smart dragon they see. They couldn’t talk, but the moment they came in contact with anyone’s body, they could communicate with their thoughts, either belittling those that stood in their way or praising dragons they saw as a candidate to be their new lord. Unfortunately, none were worthy of being the next King Slime Dragon, and when the slimes realized that the dragon they were following wasn’t the chosen one, they’d then turn on them and use them as a seedbed to reproduce before moving on to the next dragon.

From dragons who were only as tall as your average human to gigantic thirty-foot lizards, these draconic slimes could easily have their way with any of them thanks to special compounds in their body that allowed them to paralyze any creature with dragon blood, including dragon anthros. But they weren’t looking for any puny dragon beasts but the real, pure-blooded feral dragons that walked on four legs but had the intellect of a genius. So far, even after encountering a giant blacksmith dragon, the draconic slimes could not find a worthy lord, eventually leading them to the west side of the Central Continent where a cute, fluffy, yellow, and white dragon lived.

“Wow… But no way these little guys would ever pick me! I mean, I am not that brave myself which isn’t a good characteristic for anyone called the ‘King Slime Dragon’!”

“Ehehe… Well, you never know! You are a special dragon. There aren’t many that can control two magic attunements, you know? But you should probably head home now. The restaurant is closing, and unless you want to help with the cleaning, then you should be out before I close the doors.”

“Oops! Sorry!”

In a predominantly smart dragon and monster town, a dragon adventurer named Gazeal was just finishing up his late dinner by talking with one of the waiters who was his acquaintance. With the news of strange slimes targeting dragons from the eastern part of the Central Continent and slowly making their way to the west, Gazeal’s town of monsters and dragons was quite worried. Strong dragons that lived in the town had already left for the capital to try and lead the draconic slimes into a fortified location so that they could be captured or eradicated while those dragons that stayed were of average power or talent.

Gazeal was one of those who stayed but those able-bodied that did stay were tasked by the mayor to remain vigilant in case the draconic slime ignored the bait of strong dragons congregating in the capital and decided to check every single dragon they sensed and came across thoroughly. And even though Gazeal was considered talented for his gift of ice and lightning magic, the fluffy yellow dragon didn’t seriously think they would be strong enough to be a candidate for the draconic slime’s destined leader.

Adding on to the fact that Gazeal wasn’t very brave for an adventurer, he was confident that he’d be left alone by these slimy scrutinizers. His only redeeming quality was his undying curiosity which would turn into bravery in situations like the time he really wanted to explore a haunted library and did not care about the ghosts that lived there. Although he is timid, Gazeal is still quite capable and uses his ice for offense and his lightning for defense.

“Alright, good night, and see you tomorrow for breakfast! I guess I’ll be heading home now, hehe.”

After finally paying his tab, Gazeal leaves the restaurant and makes his way back home. Gazeal had a tiring day not only as an adventurer but also as an assistant librarian. Being curious about everything he sees and hears about, Gazeal loves to explore and investigate, even if it has gotten him into deep trouble once. At best, Gazeal could accidentally trespass in some forest spirit’s territory or at worst, be caught by some hungry plants. So far, it had been carnivorous plants so Gazeal was lucky he hadn’t been caught by one that fed off his male essence.

“This place is always too excited about the holiday events. There are already orange lights strung about while some have been ordering the cobweb of giant spiders for an authentic Halloween decoration. There’s still a month to go, everyone!”

As Gazeal made his way home, he couldn’t help but comment on the Halloween decorations slowly propping up all around the town. But he was thankful that they weren’t immediately going to prepare for Christmas like certain pure human towns around his homeland when not a flake of snow had even fallen. At least the early decoration does make the night prettier than usual albeit a bit scary too as Gazeal could sometimes mistake fake decorative insects with real ones.

The worst offender would be the slime pet shop which had what were cute, small-eyed, and usually featureless slimes on display replaced with giant morphing abominations. The decorations ranged from someone looking like they were being eaten alive to a monstrous goopy recreation of a werewolf. Gazeal, despite his towering height of 9 feet, still feels anxious about scary things. Thankfully, although the scary decorations were newly erected, it only took Gazeal a day to get used to it, and he was no longer afraid of passing by the pet shop.

“My lovely treehouse… Where would I be without you?”

Being quite a large dragon, Gazeal’s home was located out of the town and in the woods, being a massive treehouse that was surrounded by a homey atmosphere. The tall trees made the house feel magical, and thanks to ever-advancing magic technology, Gazeal was able to decorate it with string lights for easy all-around illumination. Gazeal didn’t even have to pay any electric bills like some modernized cities of the Central Continent as he could simply use his lightning magic to light his treehouse up.

And so after scaling the nearby trees with small leaps from branch to branch, Gazeal lands on his porch, entering his quaint room and unslinging his leather satchel filled with papers and letters. Gazeal’s treehouse was only a single large bedroom while all his other belongings were placed to the side. Things like a desk, a bookshelf, and adventuring memorabilia on display were some examples of his belongings along with a big chest full of bags to wear.

“Tomorrow, I’ll have to deliver some letters for a courier job. Man… I wish this dragon slime situation could be over so the association can send some more quests over. Maybe to study some aquatic life? What if they’re lewd aquatic life? Huhuhu~❤️”

As Gazeal pondered about his schedule tomorrow, he fantasized about having lewd encounters in his adventures. If he really sets his mind on things, Gazeal forgets about his timidness including shame. Stories of lewd plants and creatures have always made his heart stir with arousal but since he is in a relatively calm part of the continent, he doesn’t get to see much dangerous action. And even if he does get the chance, he’s petrified by the thought of being kidnapped forever.

So as Gazeal dozed off, he wondered if the draconic slimes could give him the time of his life that he was too scared to experience, secretly wishing that he could be a potential candidate to become the King Slime Dragon. Lucky for him, he wouldn’t have to wait a second longer as the very same draconic slimes he was thinking about had found his home, attracted by the never-ending output of lightning magic from Gazeal powering his fairy lights.

Only a handful had shown up to investigate the fluffy dragon, but if they realized that Gazeal had potential, escape would be impossible until they moved on from him. Unfortunately, that didn’t seem to be the case as the five draconic slimes that did show up were very, very eager to meet their potential lord and wasted no time climbing up the treehouse.

By then, Gazeal was fast asleep, but even if he was awake the slimes moved quietly and their smell blended very well with the earthy forest. The slimes quickly seeped through Gazeal’s wooden porch, solidifying into five watermelon-sized blobs with scaly pointy ears. Once the slimes had seeped through, they entered Gazeal’s room and began studying the place. Their master-to-be was right there on their bed ready to be claimed but cautious of experiences with more resistant dragons, they studied the area first.

What immediately caught their attention other than Gazeal was the bright fairy lights that illuminated the place, and thinking that it was some sort of trap besides just simple lights, the slimes chewed on the wires. Now the room was completely dark, a perfect cover for Gazeal’s impending test. With the area secured, the slimes cautiously crawled onto the dragon’s bed and began studying them. And it didn’t take long for the slimes’ non-existent eyes to widen as they realized the potential the dragon held.

In this fantasy world, those with two or more affinities to a magic element would be considered quite talented and powerful, and since Gazeal was exactly one of those people or creatures that were worthy enough to wield two attunements, that slimes immediately helped themselves onto Gazeal’s body. The dragon was also lying on their back as they slept, so the slimes had easy access to their chest, crotch, face, wrists, and ankles, four of them tying themselves onto Gazeal’s limbs while the fifth one began prodding at Gazeal’s body.

“Ahaha… Who’s tickling me… Huh? What? What?! Ahhh!!! Get off my body!”

And so Gazeal woke up with a gelatinous red mass fiddling with his slit by rubbing each side together with two curious tendrils as his manhood slowly peeked out. The dragon quickly began to flail their body around, but the four slimes stuck to their limbs wouldn’t let them move an inch. Of course, Gazeal wasn’t out of options and quickly used his lightning magic to create a shocking field around his body. This time, he was successful in evicting the creatures from his bed, quickly rolling over and standing up to see what was trying to have their way with him.

“M-My lights are gone! Melted? And slimes? Ah! Slimes with scales! These are the draconic slimes! What the hell do they want from me? I’m not a powerful dragon!”

Fear quickly ran down Gazeal’s spine as he realized what zapped with his lightning, being none other than the infamous slimes he was supposed to be vigilant of. And now they seemed very angry for being interrupted with their inspection as the five slimes combined into one giant colorful blob before taking the crude shape of a dragon.

“Uh oh… I-I’m not afraid of you!”

This slime dragon amalgamation towered over Gazeal while its frightening form almost immediately scared the soul out of the smaller dragon. Gazeal couldn’t even blink as he glanced over the dripping slime and featureless body of the slime dragon, only gulping hesitantly as it strode over to him. Luckily, Gazeal snapped to his senses and dodged out of the way just as the slime dragon was about to tackle him.

Leaping to the side, Gazeal roared to cast icicles to impale the dragon, but it barely did any lasting damage even as the projectiles branched out like a hollow point bullet. The slime dragon tried to tackle Gazeal again, but the nimble dragon dodged once more. And seeing that their ice had no effect, Gazeal would call upon his thunder, seeing that it was the one that managed to force the slimes off his body. With a flick of his furry tail, static began to gather along with yellow sparks, eventually causing the dragon’s body to be empowered with lightning.

Despite these seemingly reserved acts, everything was being done by instinct, and Gazeal was despairing inside both from the slime dragon’s appearance and whatever fate would befall him if he did not successfully defend himself. As long as Gazeal breathed and kept his breath steady, he knew he could take this monster on. At least that was what Gazeal thought when he then charged at the slime dragon at lightning speed to pierce through its body, only to get completely stuck inside them.

“Ah! I’m stuck! I’m stuck, I’m stuck, I’m stuck, I’m stuck!!!”

The slime dragon was just a bit larger than their prey. So when Gazeal found himself stuck inside their body, the slime dragon shifted their form backward to reflect the way he was facing. And after shifting their orientation, the slime dragon looked like a suit on Gazeal. Not only that but it began to shrink now that they had Gazeal in their grasp, condensing into what seemed to be a slime suit with scaly hands, feet, and tail. Gazeal now looked like he was dressed up as a red fire dragon minus the fact that he couldn’t control his body and was scared out of his life from being captured.

“P-Please, spare me, slime dragons! I’m not a worthy candidate to be your leader! Find someone else!”

“(Candidate to be our destined lord, do not be afraid! We are not here to hurt you but merely test your capabilities to become our new king!)”

“Eh?! It can talk!”

Gazeal was sure he was about to be dissolved and eaten so he was surprised when a squeaky and excited voice greeted him in his mind. It would be none other than the leader of the five-man squad of draconic slimes, specifically the red one that was fiddling with his body.

“Wh-What do you want from me! Get off my body!”

“(But you have been the most promising candidate so far! We just wish to test your powers and fertility. You have already exceeded our expectations for your combat skills by possessing two magic attunements at once so now we will test your fertility!)”

“My fertility? What do you mean by fertility? Certainly not by taking a sample of my sperm, right?”

“(Mhm!)”

“Is that a yes to not needing to sample my sperm or a no?”

The leader slime didn’t respond verbally but instead replied with action. The teasing tendrils returned to tease Gazeal’s slit, this time rubbing around fast enough to cause the dragon to unwillingly erect.

“Hey! Y-You can’t touch me there– Ah~! ❤️ No, what are you– mmm!!!”

And before Gazeal knew it, the slimes had forced a tentacle into his tail hole, bringing him to his knees as the slime suit began playing with his body. He tried to shock the slime off of him one last time, but the tentacle in his rectum suddenly ballooned in size, pressing against his prostate which elicited a lewd moan. The violations didn’t stop there as another tentacle was shoved into Gazeal’s throat, this time to feed him nutritious and aphrodisiac slime for the milking that was about to ensue.

Every hole in Gazeal’s body was filled with tentacles but at least the one in his ass was naturally lubricated and entered easily. That would be where the silver lining ended for Gazeal as a tentacle coiled around his now erect and slender 10-inch cock and began a vigorous stroke. The poor dragon made another lewd moan as jolts of pleasure from each stroke and pound made him tremble to the point he collapsed completely. However, his slime suit wouldn’t allow that and forced him to raise his hips again so that his cock and ass could have ample space to be stimulated.

As Gazeal’s hips shook back and forth, he couldn’t help but remember how he was fantasizing about being the destined candidate to become the King Slime Dragon. He secretly wished that the process of becoming the king was a pleasurably lewd one, but now that it was reality, he was torn between regret and satisfaction. On one hand, his lewd dreams were being fulfilled, and on the other, he was scared of losing himself by becoming this destined king. It was really hard to enjoy the draconic slimes’ play when Gazeal dreaded the possibility of the latter.

Gazeal would try to ask the slimes about their intentions aside from sampling his seed, but he couldn’t really do that when a tentacle was lodged in his throat. Biting it to free his speech didn’t do much either as it was very chewy and rubbery. The discomfort of being fed this aphrodisiac goo was also another factor but Gazeal would have much worse problems once his body began to digest the slime. For now, all he could do was sit still and get milked, feeling his orgasm quickly building up from the double stimulation to his cock and prostate.

“(A sample is slowly leaking out! Yes!)”

“Mmph… (I’m so close to cumming… But once these slimes have their way with me, what will they do next?!)”

It didn’t take long for Gazeal to finally leak a bit, making the vigorous strokes pause as the tip of the tentacle that was milking him touched his pre. It wouldn’t stop at just tasting Gazeal’s trickling semen and made sure to clean each drop that seeped out as it continued to ravage the dragon’s cock and prostate. As Gazeal neared closer and closer to orgasm, his manhood began to twitch and bounce as his prostate began contracting, ready to release his load all at once.

The process of masturbation was a dangerous thing which Gazeal knew as it would lead to him expelling his magic energy and would certainly weaken his resistance along with the pleasure. But it was too late for that, and with the tentacle milking him specifically rubbing underneath the tip of his cock, Gazeal finally came, spurting strand after strand of seed into the milking tentacle after it melted and became a condom. With this sudden transformation, Gazeal was pleasantly surprised to find his length enveloped in the warmth of his cum. Still, his mind quickly snapped back to more pressing matters like how exhausted he already was after a short tentacle and milking session.

Gazeal continued to be gagged and fed aphrodisiacs by the slime which Gazeal thought didn’t affect him at first until his limp cock shot up, and his erogenous points buzzed with unbearable pleasure. The sensation felt as if Gazeal’s motor skills were tied to his prostate and that every time it would be disturbed, he would shake uncontrollably from weakness. Not only that, but Gazeal’s inhibitions were slowly slipping away, no longer scared of the slime and now interested in what else they would try to do to him. His fear of being eaten or used now turned into curiosity, and as the tentacle in his mouth left after feeding him an egregious amount of goo, he asked the slime suit what else they would do to make him feel good.

“Ahh… Slimes… What do you want from me… B-But whatever you want, please make me feel good!”

“(Our new leader is so eager to take the crown! Quick, quick, let’s take more samples of our king’s powerful essence!)”

Getting a taste of Gazeal’s sperm was the last confirmation the slimes needed to claim the dragon as their king for it had the combined concentration of ice and lightning magic. This pure mixture would be something monsters of all kinds would be dying to taste, either to replenish themselves, use it to reproduce, or grow stronger. And with just a bit of Gazeal’s seed, the slimes shared it amongst themselves, shimmering softly as they “evolved” after absorbing the dragon’s essence.

There were five slimes in total; red, yellow, light blue, green, and brown, with their colors corresponding to fire, lightning, ice, wind, and earth slimes. The lightning and ice slime that held down Gazeal’s legs would benefit most, growing much larger and enveloping the dragon’s lower half completely. The two’s growth would then allow the wind and earth slime to relax as the bigger lightning and ice slime worked to bind Gazeal’s body completely while the red fire slime was in charge of all the stimulation.

“(Oh, our dear destined master! We would like to request a surplus of your seed to reproduce!)”

“My seed? Uhh… I don’t know if I should do that… Y-You are dangerous slimes who have been attacking towns all over the continent… B-But if you make me feel good… Hehe… Maybe?”

Gazeal’s half agreement was the only thing the slimes needed to resume the milking, the tentacles gripping Gazeal’s cock firm once more while the one in his backside began pumping. And this time, Gazeal relished the slimes that were milking him, forgetting all shame he had to enjoy his soon-to-be new life as the King Slime Dragon. But at the moment, he was still far away to receiving that title as he had no subjects to rule over. However, the slimes were preparing to give their new leader an army by first milking Gazeal, storing his sperm, and using it to fertilize their eggs. And so the slimes continued to milk Gazeal to prepare for reproduction, making sure the dragon was comfortable and lulled with aphrodisiacs as they did so.

“Hngghh… Nghh… Ngaah~! ❤️ Huff… huff… I-Is that enough? M-My cock is getting a bit sore…”

“(No, master, we need more!)”

“Ehh? But I can only cum so much! I want to go further, but I’m getting exhausted– mmmph!”

Unfortunately, the path to become king needed lots of stamina and endurance, and Gazeal’s mind and body wasn’t quite yet ready. Luckily, he had his new followers to train him through repeated orgasms, all the while the dragon’s sanity slipped with each ejaculation. Gazeal would lay writhing on the floor shifting in a pool of stiff wet slime as his training went on, the tentacle on his cock sucking and contracting wildly while the one in his ass was merciless with its treatment to his prostate.

At first, Gazeal couldn’t bear the increased rhythm and stimulation but each orgasm that made his eyes curl in their sockets gave him just a bit more numbness to orgasmic pleasure. The slime's also made sure to hold Gazeal down as his body twitched erratically from each suck and pound. One orgasm, two orgasms, three orgasms, Gazeal was losing his mind as his lips drooled from each side, his body rocking back and forth as the slime's continued to renovate his guts, now having lasted half an hour.

Any normal person would be crying from overstimulation by now, but due to the aphrodisiac and his system and his curiosity of what it would really be like to be the leader of these slimes, Gazeal’s sanity did not truly slip away. Instead, the dragon’s mind was filled with all kinds of ideas as to how these slimes would play with his body. His dreams of being bound, fucked, and sucked by slimes, plants, or other lewd monsters were being fulfilled right now so what’s the shame of seeing his predicament to the end?

Gazeal wasn’t being eaten or irreversibly transformed, so the slimes should be fine to play with, right? At least this fact was true which was what allowed Gazeal to ease his mind and just focus on cumming for the slimes so that his seed could be used for reproduction. So far, a simple milking and tentacle fucking action was enough to satiate Gazeal’s internal desires, but it wouldn’t be the only stimulation he'll experience and certainly won’t be the last. After an hour, the slimes had successfully squeezed a liter of essence from Gazeal, with Gazeal now sweaty, panting, and drooling sweet aphrodisiac slime as he caught his breath, while the slimes seem to vacate his body momentarily.

“Oughh… Wh-Where are they going? H-Hey, I-I need more!!!”

Rising from a puddle of slime and his own essence, Gazeal stood up with wobbly legs, wondering why such heavenly treatment suddenly stopped as his poisoned and half-willing mind sought pleasure. Turning to the slimes, Gazeal saw the draconic fire slime seemingly ordering the earth and wind slime away while the larger lightning and ice slime condensed their body and creating eggs to implant into Gazeal. The darkness made it hard for Gazeal to realize his impending role as a seedbed and cluelessly stumbled towards the three slimes before they lunged at him, pinning the dragon to their bed.

“Ow! Don’t be so rough if you want me to be your leader! And since you claim that I am your new leader, then you should listen to me and– mmmm!!! (Tentacle in my throat again!!!)”

“(Our dear leader, it’s time that we make an army! Please settle down so we can get started!”

As Gazeal was dragged onto the center of his bed, he could finally make out the eggs inside the two giant slimes. His eyes immediately widened in shock, having known about how slimes would produce. And as Gazeal saw the two slimes mix his essence into their body, he began to panic but was held down by their combined weight before his legs were raised up and tail inched to the side. Along with the feeding tentacle in his throat, a new thicker appendage made its way up Gazeal’s tail hole which expanded to the fullest and made Gazeal wince from the pain.

The last thing Gazeal would see from the mass of slime on his body was their eggs reflecting the moonlight before his head shot up from another nudge at his prostate. The first egg had made its way inside Gazeal which didn’t amount to much at first, being the size of a tennis ball compared to his sizable rectum in relation to his large body. And the moment the second, third, fourth, and fifth egg came, Gazeal whimpered with each insertion. He would try to expel the eggs at first but the tentacle that spread his ass which now acted as an anal dilator kept his tail hole open, preventing him from denying the eggs entry.

Each subsequent egg made Gazeal moan and groan through his tentacle gag as he felt his rectum fill with squishy gelatinous eggs, all the while his cock was still milked relentlessly. The sound of wet squirming tentacles, eggs popping to fit into Gazeal’s ass and his pleasure and discomfort reverberated in the quiet tree house. Aside of having his lewd dream fulfilled, the only silver lining Gazeal could find in his situation was the fact nobody could see him enjoying being milked and mumbling like a slut.

There was no longer any doubt in Gazeal’s heart as he sunk into bliss in the slime that wrapped around him, accepting his role as a breeding stock and seedbed of the slimes. But Gazeal wasn’t destined to be a lowly cow but a great leader of the draconic slimes, at least for now as he was the dragon with the most potential the slimes had found. Of course, a king cannot simply lay back and let their subjects do all the work and would have to get their hands dirty, or in this case, their ass lubed up and filled with eggs.

“Ouhh~... I feel so full… Ahh… I can’t move… The eggs are unbearable…”

After an hour or so, the slimes managed to fill all of their eggs into Gazeal’s body, causing the dragon’s abdomen to swell considerably. Thankfully, there weren’t any external damages, and the slimes’ goo seemed to have a numbing effect similar to painkillers, allowing their eggs to settle inside Gazeal’s rectum while leaving only pleasure to be felt. And now the slimes were on midwife duty, making sure the eggs stayed inside Gazeal while easing the dragon’s state of being with constant pets and stimulation.

By now, Gazeal had become obsessed and subservient to the slimes’ touch, his mind degenerating to the depths of depravity thanks to the help of the aphrodisiacs in his body allowing him to completely let go of shame and desire pleasure by any means necessary. But for now he shall rest to take care of his new followers, the draconic slimes rubbing Gazeal’s belly gently and massaging the dragon to guide them to sleep.

“Guh… What happened… Why does my ass feel so sore… Ah!”

After falling asleep from exhaustion, Gazeal wakes up surrounded by slimes that were incubating inside him which had already hatched. Gazeal quickly tried to stand up, but he was still glued to the bed. But from what Gazeal could gather, his abdomen had shrunk considerably, but he still felt eggs stirring inside his rectum. His cock was also incredibly stiff, either from morning wood or the slimes’ aphrodisiac still affecting him.

“How will I get out of here… Oh! There they are! Dragon slimes! You want me to be your leader, right? Obey me, and let me off my bed!”

It wasn’t that Gazeal was missing the sucking tentacle gripped around his cock that he was looking for the draconic slimes but more so knowing what they did after taking advantage of him. The results of the act was obviously laid all around Gazeal but the reproduction of more draconic slimes weren’t the only thing the dragon’s new loyal servants had been up to.

Remembering the dismissed earth and wind draconic slimes, Gazeal figured they would have been doing something else while he was milked and stuffed with eggs. And this doubt would be confirmed when not one earth and wind slime entered the doorway into his room but ten slimes corresponding to each magic element. But that wasn’t the end of it as Gazeal’s tree house was sprawling with slimes. The entire vicinity of the dragon’s home had been turned into a nest by hundreds or maybe even thousands of slimes, and now the leaders of this slime army were meeting with Gazeal.

“Uhh… Hello?”

The familiar red draconic fire slime would be the first to approach before what seemed to be the leaders of each magic element slime followed soon after. Gazeal was only met with a squeak by the red slime before it turned around to converse with their friends as if planning to finally elevate Gazeal to his rightful status as the King Slime Dragon. But Gazeal, now with a clear mind, wouldn’t wait for that horrible time to come and began struggling on the goop that held him down without care if his mattress would get ripped up.

Unfortunately for Gazeal, he wouldn’t get very far before the leader slimes encircled his bed before pouncing on the fluffy dragon. Once again, Gazeal was thrown into a wet gelatinous mass of slime, thrashing aimlessly as he tossed and turned inside. This time, however, Gazeal wouldn’t just have a slimesuit condensed and worn on to him as now Gazeal was going to be used as a “core”. As all the leader slimes merged into one giant mass, their combined size eventually began to fill the treehouse completely, their goo seeping through every goo and flooding out of every window and doorway.

From this rush of slime, a giant yellow dragon head would form on the balcony before growing a neck slowly extending out into a full body. The giant slime dragon’s arms came first, as did the chest, legs, and

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