>>52838365>Finally, an eternity later, her unwanted, sluggy friend gets its fill, and shimmies off her>She's covered in head to toe in sticky, viscous goo>Both outside and in'Oh thank Arceus its over...'
>That's all she can think as relief starts to wash over her>But it turns out she's not home free just yet>It really wasn't an exaggeration saying she was covered from head to toe in slime>Sticky slime>In thick, goopy layers>So thick and goopy and stringy, in fact, that there was no way for her sore, exhausted body to move>She struggled as much as she could, but that wasn't saying much>She had tired herself out in her useless wriggling against the Gastrodon>And speaking of Gastrodon...>What was that blue-greenish thing slinking into the corner of her vision?"O-oh no...not again! P-plea--MMPH!"
>As if Arceus itself was spiting her for using its name in vain, yet another one of the gargantuan slugs found her, and was exactly as enthusiastic as smooching and slurping and sucking her mouth as the last one >It sealed her fate with a splat, and one final wet, gooey kiss>Or rather, the first of many, many more to come that night>With nothing to stop the onslaught of sluggy smacks and pecks and licks, and no one around to help, Dawn could only take the cumbersome, humid weight, the slimy tongue, the plush, pillowy soft and humiliatingly pleasant-to-the-touch lips, and of course, the many mouthfuls of slug spit that followed over the coming hours>It was only after those hours that the sweet mercy of sleep came to her>Yet even that might not be the end>She wasn't free of her slime bindings, and it seems like there are a lot of Gastrodons living around this area, so whose to say she was finished?>Certainly not the slugs themselves... 