Rozin vs Lia, the Lipstick Slime [COMPLETE]

Rozin:
https://uponherlips.forumotion.com/t4296-rozin-apprentice-star-mage

Lia:
https://uponherlips.forumotion.com/t3286-lia-the-lipstick-slime?highlight=Lipstick+Slime

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The mission was simple.

Books? Expensive. Books detailing how to command cosmic energy via magic? Very expensive, so Rozin did what any self-respecting individual with supernatural abilities would do and turned to monster hunting to raise some cash, hoping to turn at least enough of a profit with his magic to live cushy for a while. However, job-descriptions can often be confusing, especially if you aren't aware that 'monster' and 'Midara' are sometimes used interchangeably by these quest-giving sorts...

Still, Rozin approached the old, run-down cosmetics factory tucked into the woods that thinned the closer you got, spying the bizarre flow of what looked like pink sludge running out of a pipe, rippled with bits of red and blue. Excess cosmetic waste, perhaps? No sign of trouble yet, but it was only a matter of time...

As Rozin approached the pink substance, the all too familiar smell of lipstick invaded his nose. Butterflies welled up in his stomach as various feelings, and memories bubbled to the surface. Swallowing his fear and steeling himself, he cautiously made his way towards the pool of pink slime.

As well as the multicoloured sludge, the ground was littered with waste plastics, compact mirrors filled with blush, tubes of various skin creams, broken mascara tubes and of course, emptied out lipstick. The constant crunching beneath Rozin's feet and the smothering aroma of sweet chemicals all around made the entire excursion from this point on start to feel very overwhelming to the senses.

From the bottom of a runoff, it's nearest pipe clogged by hardened sludge that connected to a thick layer of makeup carapace that coated the floor, something moved. A thick, gelatinous puddle wobbled it's way over the lip of the slope that led down into the runoff and paused, waiting for the rest of itself to catch up and growing in size the more pink mass crawled up from the ditch.

Watching this mass make it’s way into the open air, Rozin felt his breath hitch in his throat. His nerves almost got the better of him, but he was never one to shy away from fascinating phenomena. Spurred on by his curiosity, and ignoring his instincts telling him to turn around and run, he made his way up to the pink slime.

"Bwwwb, bwbwbwb!" The thick puddle, looking almost more like a bubble ready to pop with how much it was budging to the sides relevant to the surface area it was touching on the ground, wiggled and wobbled as it 'spoke' to Rozin.

Then, all of a sudden, the slimy mass squished down and sprang back up! It rapidly shaped itself before Rozin's eyes into the vague shape of a humanoid from the knees up, wide curves forming a pair of hips upon which a torso sat endowed with worryingly large breasts; if Rozin could even see above those, he'd be able to catch a feminine face with layers of slime 'hair' rolling off in a cascade down her back, the material on her lips specifically catching the light to show off how much glossier and stickier it was compared to the rest of her body.

"A-hem... Sorry, what was I saying? Ah-" She spoke!

The slime bent down at the hips, perhaps showing off to Rozin how her thighs appeared stuck together and her knees conjoined into a slime 'tail' rooting her to the ground. She rested her hands roughly where her knees would be, gravity and the amount of mass gathered on those limbs making them almost look like they were wreathed in long, baggy sleeves from how slime was always drooping from them. Her face was now clear to see and her breasts wobbled dangerously.

"'My, why hello!'"

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Lipstick Slime's SP: 30
Rozin's WP: 30

Rozin yelped in shock as the bubble before him popped, and he fell backwards onto the ground. Looking back up at the figure before him, he immediately started having second thoughts. The mere sight of those lips was enough to make his face turn beet red. The way she bent towards him, letting gravity take her breasts for a ride did little to help his embarrassment. Averting his eyes, Rozin scrambles to his feet, and addresses the slime girl.

“H-hi…” he stammered out nervously. Not wanting to alert this creature, he tried to speak calmly, but he failed to hide the shaking in his voice. “Would you be able to point me in the direction of the monster that’s been roaming this area?” He tries to sound firm, but still refuses to make eye contact. Hoping the answer wouldn’t be what he thought it was, he clutched his staff tightly.

"Monster, hm? I think someone called me that recently, a little adventurer much like yourself... Though I gotta say, they weren't wearing anything like those pyjamas of yours." The slime giggled, lifting back up to stretch her arms over her head and yawn. Boi-oing~

"So baggy, so sparkly, but not all that stylish. You'd look better in pink, if you ask me... Oh, and I'm Lia, by the way."

Her arms lowered down and dripped a large glob of slime onto the ground before slightly solidifying, her whole body thickening up a bit as if she was anticipating something. Lia's bent back down a little bit into a frightening stance - one where she looked poised to pounce on Rozin at any moment! Her eyes glittered deviously as the sun once again caught her sparkling lips.

"But you can just consider me your new stylist, sweetheart~!"

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Lia's SP: 30
Rozin's WP: 30

Next turn, Lia will begin her attack!

His eyes went wide as his fears were confirmed. Backing away from her, he swallowed nervously. Those lips looked big enough to cover half his face with one kiss, and that’s not saying anything about the rest of her body. Determined to avoid her smooches at all costs, lest he fall victim to his own urges, he pulled his staff back and released his first spell. “Sorry about this!” He yells as he launches a small star through the air.

Star Catapult

"Oh! How pretty, is that magic-?"

Star Catapult: 54 (Success!)

The arcing projectile came down upon Lia, who realized all too late that it was on a crash course with her large body. She tried to shuffle out of the way, but Rozin's spell impacted against the side of her torso and blew it to bits - slime scattering everywhere and giving off a strong scent from the heat of his magic burning the material.

"Oww..." But of course, this was a slime Rozin was dealing with, so the large chunk burned off of her body quickly regenerated using the surrounding mass in her body. "That was mean... I'll have to spend some time thinking about your makeover, so hold still!"

Goo Shot: 59 (Failure!)

Lia gathered up some of her mass between her lips, using their large size and strength to squeeze it until the glob fired out like a projectile!

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Lia's SP: 28
Rozin's WP: 30

Unsure of what she had planned, but wanting to avoid close combat, Rozin elects to stay back and limit her options. “Sorry, but there’s a bounty on your head and I really need the money. Also it’s really hard to wash lipstick out of these robes!” He says, still trying to avoid looking at her lips. Every time he glances at them, he has to shove down memories of all the endless kisses he got growing up. Oh yeah, he needed to keep his distance. Twirling his staff like a baton, a comet manifests out of the top.

Comets Tail

Comet's Tail: 39 (Failure!)

While Rozin did manage to send his comet out, the slime projectile Lia had previously fired impacted against it, splatting it against a nearby tree as the heat from it's magic melted the slime at the cost of expending it's power and fizzling out.

"I said-!"

Cuddly Kiss: 72 (Success!)

"-stay-!"

Lia's body flattened to the ground, shooting forward like a snake on wheels. She slithered too and fro, unpredictably weaving towards Rozin and ensnaring his ankle, quickly bubbling up his legs and growing in size as the rest of her mass caught up - his legs were enveloped and his cloak ballooned outwards as Lia crawled right through it's open underside. Her mass quickly filled his entire outfit as Lia, noticeably smaller and with less outlandishly sized breasts, fit snugly against Rozin's chest with her arms looped around his shoulders. All that extra mass she was leaving behind made up the sticky trap his legs were wrapped in, spreading out like drizzling pancake mix the more she separated out to fit comfortably in Rozin's robe.

"-put~."
The plosive 'p' sound had a sticky quality to it when it came out of Lia's mouth, which swiftly dove into Rozin's neck and began painting it with her first smooches. Surprisingly, she chose to spare his face for now in favour of moving downwards, trailing kisses along chest and tummy as she took her leave from his clothes. Rozin was freed from Lia's sticky trap as she reformed several paces away, daintily re-applying some lipstick while her opponent was left to writhe in all the sensations she left him with.

Lia's SP: 28
Rozin's WP: 28 ( Slime: 2/8 )

The instant lia’s lips made contact with his skin, Rozin felt his pulse quicken. Squirming as she maneuvered through his robes, he involuntarily moaned with each kiss. The feelings running through his skin were unbelievable. The kisses on his chest and stomach sending tickly tingles shooting through him. The sensation of her slimy body rubbing up against him was almost too much too bear, he felt his knees go weak, and he felt flustered. He couldn’t concentrate. He knew if this kept up, he’d be at her whims for who knows how long. To be smothered and kissed by this girl, he was almost tempted to give up.

‘No!’ He thought to himself. ‘Stop thinking like that!’. He fought off his weakness and went with another attack. He had to defeat her. If he didn’t…

His body shivered at the thought, a mixture of excitement and fear at being her kissing toy. He shoved those thoughts down and pulled his staff back. Ignoring the warm slime and lipstick staining his neck and chest, he summoned another attack.

Meteor Shower

Meteor Shower: 45 (Failure!), 38 (Success!), 75 (Failure!)

"Ooh-! Ouch! Kyaa~!" Lia's body somewhat comically twisted and warped out of the way of Rozin's meteors, each evasive pose she snapped into accompanied by jiggles all over her body - with the most caused by the second meteor that bonked against the top of her head.

She lunged at Rozin, trying to grab him-

Teasing Whispers: 63 (Failure!)

But she missed, colliding with the ground and squelching into a puddle that quickly reformed into her humanoid shape from the other side, keeping her eyes trained on her meek little victim.

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Lia's SP: 27
Rozin's WP: 28 ( Slime: 2/8 )

Still feeling somewhat flustered from her first attack, Rozin tries to sound intimidating. He wanted this fight to be over as soon as possible. The feeling of her kisses and slime, mixed with the overpowering scent of all the discarded makeup was starting to make his head feel fuzzy. As he readied his next spell, he yells out.

“There’s more where that came from. S-surrender and w-we can stop this now!” He does his best, but can’t stop the blush forming on his cheeks and his voice cracking from nervousness. Trying to drive the point home, he goes for another bind. Swinging his staff, the comet appears once more.

Comets tail

Comet's Tail: 83 (Failure!)

Lia leaned to the side, watching Rozin's comet sail past her and come back, simply weaving left and right as the poor little projectile ran itself out of energy trying to ensnare her.

"Surrender? But I've got a perfect record, y'know! Everyone, and I do mean everyone submits to my kisses one way or another, sweetie." Ok, maybe she was hyperbolizing a bit there, but she didn't care - the point wasn't to tell the truth, it was to make his little cock tremble and his heart thump.

But she wasn't done striving towards that endeavour, oh no. As abruptly as she arrived, Lia bent backwards and collapsed into her own mass, becoming a more traditional giant blob-shaped slime as she scampered down into the waste runoff and up into a pipe leading into the factory. If Rozin wanted his prize, he'd have to go inside! The pipe was one way, but the main entrance was just around the corner, left open for anyone to wander inside.

Strange, he felt a bit... Sluggish.

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Lia's SP: 27
Rozin's WP: 28 ( Slime: 4/8 )
((I totally forgot he's supposed to get a slime glob on him for every missed attack, with misses in an autohit only adding one. My implication here is that scattered bits of Lia's mass have been sneaking up and clinging to him while he's not looking to explain how he's getting slimed by missing with projectiles, is that ok?))

(Yeah no, that’s totally fine. I forgot too but I’m cool with it. I’m trying to lose anyway.) Rozin took a moment to clear his head. After that encounter it was a miracle he was still standing. It’s as if this girl was designed specifically to push all the right buttons. With weak legs, and an unusually heavy body, he began to consider his options. The runoff pipe was almost definitely suicide. If she caught him in there, there would be nowhere to run. In cramped spaces like that, it severely limits his spell usage. The obvious answer was the front door, but his gut told him it was a bad idea. It just seemed too easy. She seemed to know this terrain, and the fact that it was wide open just screamed ‘trap’ to Rozin.

Against his better judgement. He began wading through the pool, and into the runoff pipe.

The inside of the pipe was pungent with cloying aromas and to someone like Rozin, it was tantamount to crawling down the throat of the monster under his childhood bed. The sludge pooled at his feet wasn't the same colour or consistency as Lia's body, but every little bit or chunk of hardened makeup or discarded plastic he brushed against felt like a bullet grazing his ankles. Nothing happened for a heart-stopping 5 minutes while Rozin trekked, his footsteps eventually starting to cause creaks in the piping, indicating that he was no longer creeping through the factory's walls and was suspended in the open air - an opening presented itself through which he could see sunlight streaming through a broken window.

Gloooop...

Teasing Whispers: 54 (Success!)

A familiar gooey embrace ensnared Rozin from behind.

"Wow, I was actually waiting for you by the front door! You must be really stupid, unless... You actually love me~?" Even through his jacket, Rozin could feel Lia's mass engulfing his back in two distinct, spherical clumps, the kiss-marks on his neck seeming to burn in his imagination as he felt her mouth inch past his neck to close in on his ear.

"Hey, cutie-pie, if you love me so much, why don't you tell me a bit about yourself? If you don't, I might just do what lovers do and suck your face until you can't breathe..." Lia's giggled, thinking the whole situation was hilarious.

(Rozin must reveal a weakness... But I'm sure we didn't need him to spell it out.)

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Lia's SP: 27
Rozin's WP: 28 ( Slime: 4/8 )

(Yeah, it’s not exactly a secret. Lol)

Rozin released a shaky breath, as her breasts press into his back, and her breath tickles his ear. He can practically see her smirking as she whispers in his ear.

“Please do. Your kisses are my biggest weakness. But I’m also a sucker for smothering, spanking, anything that puts you in control.” He says. Quickly he covers his mouth with his hands. Why did he say that. Now he’s in even bigger trouble. He walked right into her lair and told her exactly what she needed to know.

There was a pause, Rozin could almost hear the stunned blink from Lia.

"Wow, I was only expecting one, but really? Anything that puts me in control? You're spoiling me, little boyfriend... Or what, do you want me to be 'mommy' or 'big sister' instead?" Her laughter was directly at his expense, the atmosphere turning uncomfortably similar to those childhood 'slumberparties'...

"I've saved it long enough, now - since you love my kisses so much, and came to this little cubby where we can be all pressed up tight..." Her mass swept under Rozin's feet and caused him to fall back into her, stretching up towards the roof of the pipe to create twin walls penning him in. As Lia completely surrounded every surface Rozin could see, he found no escape from the fate he'd all but asked for.

Lia's face began to form from the slimy ceiling above, her glossy lips still somehow drawing his eye when all light was cast through her pink film. All at once, her arms and torso shot out, clamping around Rozin's shoulders and pinning him to the floor in a sticky, suckling kiss that consumed the entire bottom half of his face.

Slimy Smooches: (Autohit)

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Lia's SP: 27
Rozin's WP: 25 ( Slime: 5/8 )

Rozin tried to struggle. Between fighting the lips firmly attached to his mouth, and the slime working over the rest of his body, his mind was all but drowning in pleasure. The intoxicating smells, and stunning visuals consumed his entire world, and he knew there was little he could do. The voice in the back of his head telling him to resist was all but drowned out by the sound of Lia sucking on his lips like there was no tomorrow. All but surrendered to his new lover, he puckered his lips to kiss her back. Nearly resigned to his fate, He knew that struggling would be in vain, but he still had to try. Mustering all the willpower he had, he made one last attempt to push her away.

Weak Struggle

Weak Struggle: 89, 12 (Failure!) ((Assuming Weak Struggle is Struggle with Disadvantage?))

Lia pulled back, Rozin's face not wanting to separate from her lips as thick cords of her make-up (and her makeup) snapped one by one after enough tugging while simultaneously pushing her human captive down into the gooey bottom of the pipe they were crowded in. As predicted, the entire lower half of his face had been consumed by a giant pink mark, which Lia giggled at as she receded back towards the ceiling from which she was currently originating.

"Eheheh... You look totally ridiculous right now!"

Tube Cocoon (Autohit)

"What's the matter, not getting up? You want more? Hey, I love kissing you and all, but aren't you being a bit shameless? Maybe if I don't kiss you for a bit, the next time will taste sweeter..." She was really starting to get mean, making childish smoochy noises with her hands pressed down (or up, in this case) on her 'knees'.

It was then, that the floor started cuddling him. Another set of Lia's arms wrapped around his tummy and started growing, Rozin could hear her voice coming from a second origin close to his left ear as the clone's upper body stretched over his shoulder and dragged him down into the slime blanket that was slowly washing over him. As the second Lia shifted her mass around to keep from outright suffocating Rozin to death, he was pushed higher and higher as their little enclosed space filled more and more with Lia's mass, pushing him up towards her teasing, waiting lips...

ka-ka-KLUNK!

Uh oh, that did not sound good. Before his face could get any more violated, Rozin and Lia went tumbling as the link of pipe they occupied buckled under Lia's expanding weight, more of her mass had been slithering into her body prison to produce the second clone and alas, it was too much for these old structures to bear. All discerning features of the woman - Lia - vanished as all of the slime rushed to bundle up Rozin in a safe cocoon that protected him from their fall.

Now they were up on one of the higher levels of the factory, with Rozin's head poking out of a metal length of tube filled to the brim with... Oh. Oh no. A stream of Lia burst out of the tube length, splashing into his chin as she pooled outside, reforming in all her glory - though seperate from the rest of her mass and noticeably a bit more transparent. Usually this attack wasn't so... Literal, but the irony of it all absolutely delighted Lia.

"With that scare out of the way, I feel like I ought to unwind with something sweet...~" Completely trapped and defenceless, Rozin had no chance of avoiding the second crash of Lia's lips against his face, this time forcing his own lips open and forcing a pink, slimy tongue inside his mouth to taste him thoroughly. Her arms instinctually wrapped around the metal tube as she hugged her prisoner's new pen, her sticky body now even coating the inside of his mouth.

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Lia's SP: 27
Rozin's WP: 23 (Bind + Slime: 7/8 )

(Yeah that’s what it meant. I thought I’d seen people use it before, sorry)

Rozin had given in. Being stimulated from both inside and out proved too much for his brain to handle. The sweet taste of her slime coating his tongue caused him to moan against her lips. Even though he doubted she could feel it, he willingly worked his lips against her own. The slime in the pipe playing with the rest of his body didn’t help the situation. As the massage continued, his hips began thrusting into her slime. Even through his robes he could feel her against his skin. The smooth texture of cosmetics mixed with the consistency of her slime created a sensation like none other. As he wriggled and writhed and humped the walls of his slimy prison, he cried out for her touch.

“Lia…I give up…it’s too good” he moans out between ragged gasps “Please…”

Surrender

"Eheh~"

Lia put a hand up Rozin's cheek, stroking him while the other flew up to her own face, all but cooing at her little whimpering man.

"Y'know, all that stuff about making you wait for it... I was totally gonna kiss you anyway. I can't help it, it's just what I'm made of! Little guys like you are perfect, you squirm and whine... It feels nice for me in there, too!"

Without further prompting Lia separated back into thin tendrils that recombined with the mass Rozin was stuck in, he could feel the pipe length creak as her tensile strength pushed it's inner walls outwards, widening it just a tad bit. He felt her pervading his clothes and crawling over his skin, forcing the robe up over his head and making him watch as the torn up pieces of his underwear floated to the surface of her mass. Lia was all over him, her cool touch consuming his burning cock.

Now completely defenseless, Rozin could do nothing but watch as his tormentor rose up in front of his chest, her arms pushing him down by the shoulders and forcing him to lay at an angle in their makeshift slime-tub. Her breasts were so large, they merged with the rest of her mass and yet still felt heavy on him, her arms supporting him from the neck like a gooey pillow.

"Hey, I forgot what you said - can you remind me? Something like 'it's too good, please'? Please what?" Lia could barely contain herself from laughing at Rozin's utter submission.

Despite the cool feeling of the metal pipe and her slime coating his entire body, his skin felt unbearably hot. Each sultry whisper and coo penetrating his eardrums sent shivers of anticipation down his spine. The sickeningly sweet aromas were clouding his brain and his willpower was completely shot. At this point, completing his mission was the furthest thing from his mind. He couldn’t care less about the money. All that mattered were the sensations running though his body and the absolutely stunning beauty before him.

At that moment he realized, resistance truly had been futile. Rozin knew deep down from the moment he saw her that they would end up like this. Feeling his now bare skin being assaulted on all sides by this inescapably sublime feeling, it had only been a matter of time. His upper body was on fire from all the sensations, from her bountiful breasts squishing against him, to the lipstick still burning every inch of skin that it touched. Still thrusting his hips into the cocoon his captor had him in, His cock felt like it was being kneaded and massaged by the most perfectly formed crevice he’d ever felt. As if her slime was forming to his exact size and shape. his mind was nearly drowning in pleasure.

Yet, despite all that, she was still going to make him say it. As his eyes met hers, he could see her smug grin. Her half lidded eyes waiting for him to speak. To give up the last ounce of willpower he had left and totally give in to her. Despite the slime coating his tongue, his mouth still felt dry. Embarrassment mingling with pleasure in some evil concoction in his brain, all spurred on by this wickedly divine being in front of him. Finally, he found his words.

“Lia…please…make me cum…” he said. Each phrase broken up by heavy breaths. “Please…you win…just…make me…”

Lia smirked, leaning in and opening her mouth, sloooowly snapping the strands of lipstick that connected her lips and poising her prehensile tongue to strike true and invade Rozin's defenceless mouth. He could feel the heat from her breath, but then-

"Aaaahmph~!" Suddenly, she inhaled and closed her mouth, cutely puffing out her cheeks at Rozin. With some visible effort, she was clearly doing something to the mass he was bathing in: He felt a pocket of air open and expand around his cock, letting it freely twitch from the sudden denial of touch and the gravitational pull of all that Lia still drenching it.

"Paah~" She exhaled, hot and directly into Rozin's face, the tricky part of this manoeuvre completed. "I just want you to know, that is not easy to do, and I'm gonna reward myself now."

Though it was hard to tell from just her upper body, Lia wiggled side-to-side in a way that would have likely been equivalent to the shaking of her hips, Rozin felt something squishy poke his dick from one size, then another, then... Eventually, the entire inside of that little bubble was covered in lips on every inch, each one getting into a pucker.

"You're so cute, little boyfriend..." A spike of sadistic glee broke over Lia's face as those lips impacted Rozin's weak-spot from every angle imaginable, muffled sounds betraying the ambiguity of what was happening to him - smooch! smooch! smooch! smooch~!