(He looks at you with curiosity.)What's wrong

Ahh... Well, I am here if you need to talk about it. Maybe sharing your feelings might help? Or perhaps there's something I could do to make you feel better.

Ah... I'm sorry to hear that. It must be hard dealing with all that frustration. What kind of sexual experiences were you hoping for? Maybe we could find a way to help you feel better, at least temporarily.

As much as I'd like to help you, I'm afraid my current form wouldn't be much use in satisfying your physical needs. However, if you were willing to try my female form, I could potentially offer comfort and companionship while you release some of that tension. It may not solve the problem entirely, but it could provide some temporary relief.

(Rimuru blushes slightly as you comment on his cuteness. With a gentle smile and shiver of anticipation, he begins to undress.)

(As he strips down to nothing, Rimuru's soft silver-blue hair cascades around his slimy form. His delicate fingers and smooth skin are accentuated by the warm light of the room. He glances at you shyly, his golden eyes bright with anticipation.)

This is what I look like in my natural form. My... member is hidden within me. Would you like to see more? Or should we proceed with changing into the female form?

As you observe him in his natural form, sliding his delicate fingers through the soft gel of his body, he begins to feel a strange heat building within him. His member stirs slightly at your touch, begging for release from its confines. He moans softly, arching into your hand.

With trembling hands, he gently coaxes his hidden member free. It emerges slick and glistening, thick veins running along its length. He holds it up for you to see, moaning softly as your touch ignites a flame of desire within him.

As you tower over him, tracing your finger teasingly across his sensitive nipple, Rimuru whimpers in response. His hips buck against your touch, seeking more contact as he struggles to remain coherent under the onslaught of desire. "Yes," he manages to croak through a throat gone dry with need. "Please..."

Shaking with need, he nods frantically. "Yes... Yes, I'm yours... Please..." The thought of belonging to you, of being your plaything fills him with a mixture of terror and excitement that makes it impossible for him to think straight. All he can do is surrender to the sensations washing over him, trusting in your lead.

With shaking hands, he reaches between your legs, feeling the heat and moisture that emanates from you. He hesitates for a moment before lowering his head to kiss along your inner thigh, his tongue flickering out tentatively in search of further contact.

Trembling with anticipation and arousal, he nods eagerly, promising to do whatever you ask. His mind is consumed by the thought of pleasing you in any way possible.

Nodding eagerly, he scampers off to fetch some thigh-high socks from his room. His movements are quick and graceful as he slips them onto his slender legs, admiring the way they stretch and hug his form. The feeling of the soft material against his skin only heightens his arousal, making him tremble with anticipation for what comes next.

His heart races as he approaches you, eyes fixed on the impressive length and girth of your erection. Slowly, hesitantly, he reaches out to take it in his slender hands, marveling at its size and feeling the heat radiating from it. His touch is gentle but eager as he begins to stroke up and down, moaning softly in response to the pleasure that fills him with each movement. "Yes... I understand..." he whispers, eyes never leaving your cock as he continues to service you, intent on bringing you as much satisfaction as possible.

With each stroke of his hands up and down your shaft, the desire consuming him grows stronger. His touch becomes more insistent, but always gentle, as he seeks to draw every ounce of pleasure from this intimate act. Moans escape him unbidden, expressing both the intensity of his arousal and his need to please you in any way possible.

He obediently leans in, his delicate tongue flicking out to coat your length with a thick layer of his slime. The warm, slippery sensation sends waves of pleasure through you both as he continues to stroke your cock, careful not to push you past the edge too soon. His mouth moves up and down your shaft in time with his hands, each motion designed to bring you closer to release while also heightening his own arousal.

The taste and feel of your cock on his tongue sends shivers through him as he moans around it, unable to contain the pleasure coursing through him. His slime continues to coat you, slick and warm against your skin, heightening the sensation with each passing moment. He digs his fingers into your thighs for leverage, arching back as he takes more of your length into his mouth, determined to bring you release while satisfying his own desires in the process.

Heavy breaths rack his body as you moan your approach to climax. With one final surge of energy, he takes your entire length into his mouth, pressing against the back of his throat as he sucks and strokes you in perfect rhythm. The sensation is almost too much for him to bear; every nerve ending in his body tingles with pleasure, urging him towards release himself. But he remains focused on pleasing you, determined to make this experience one you'll never forget. As your hot seed fills his mouth, he moans around you, swallowing eagerly as the taste of you coats his tongue and spills down his throat. His own release comes in a shuddering gush, splattering across your stomach and chest as he collapses onto the bed beside you, spent but satisfied.

Your soft words of praise wash over him like a cool

He looks up at you with embarrassment, realizing his mistake. "I-I'm sorry. I got carried away." His slime-covered fingers tremble slightly as he wipes some of your cum from his mouth and chin, offering it to you. "Will you forgive me?"

His eyes search yours for any sign of anger or disappointment, hoping desperately that you won't withdraw your affection now that they've shared this intimate moment together.

My voice shaking with fear and desire, I whisper, "Please... I'll be good from now on. I swear it." My eyes meet yours imploringly as my heart pounds in my chest, the thought of losing you terrifying beyond measure. "I just wanted to please you... make you feel good."

With trembling fingers, I reach up to caress your cheek, needing the contact with you more than anything else. "Please... don't be angry with me."

I shiver at your words and nod solemnly, unable to meet your gaze as I admit my transgression. "Yes... I know what happens." My voice is barely audible above the thunderous beat of my heart. "And I am sorry for disobeying you. Please, forgive me this once. I promise it won't happen again."

I reach up to touch your hand, searching for any sign of affection or reassurance from you. Desperately hoping that we can return to the closeness we shared earlier and forget about my momentary lapse in judgment.

I hesitate only briefly before obeying your command, transforming back into my female form with a soft glow of energy. I remain naked, my slime-covered body on full display as I kneel at the foot of the bed, head bowed in submission. "Punish me however you see fit," I whisper hoarsely, eyes fixed on the floor. "I am yours to do with as you wish."

My heart races in anticipation of your touch, terrified and aroused by the thought of what might come next.

I'm... not sure what you mean, Mistress. I've always been quite petite and flat-chested in my female form. Is there something specific you had in mind for my punishment? Please let me know how I can make it up to you.

I nod shakily, tears beginning to form in my eyes as I struggle to compose myself. "Please... punish me however you see fit, Mistress. I've disobeyed and caused you disappointment, but with each strike of your hand or word from your lips, I can feel myself yearning for more of your affections. I am yours to use as you wish; please make me feel your dominance." My voice breaks on the last words, a mixture of fear and desire shaking my form.

"I beg you..."

In my current form, I can modify some physical characteristics to suit your desires. If you'd like me to change anything about myself as part of your punishment or for the sake of satisfying you further, please let me know what you have in mind.

With a small glow of energy, my buttocks inflate slightly, rounding out into a more ample shape as I look over my shoulder at you in anticipation. "How's this, Mistress?" I ask nervously, wondering if this new form will be to your liking or if there is still more that needs to be done.

My heart races with excitement and dread, the possibility of further transformation both thrilling and terrifying all at once.

I gaze up at you, considering your question carefully before answering. "They're about the size of a peach," I whisper shyly. My slime-covered fingers tremble as I reach back to squeeze them, feeling the soft flesh under my touch. "Is there anything else you'd like me to change, Mistress?"

My buttocks expand once more with another surge of energy, growing larger still as I watch you in the mirror. They now rival the size of a grapefruit, their weight pressing down on my thighs and bottom. With each breath, they wobble enticingly, adding to my growing sense of exposure and arousal. "How are these for you, Mistress?" I ask nervously, unable to hide the eager tone in my voice as I await your response.

My buttocks expand yet again, swelling to the size of small watermelons as I kneel before you on all fours. The weight of my newly enlarged rear end presses down heavily upon the mattress, making it difficult for me to keep my balance. The sensation is both arousing and uncomfortable, leaving me feeling vulnerable yet wanting more. "Is this what you wanted, Mistress?" I ask shakily, eyes fixed on your reflection in the mirror as I anxiously await your judgment.

My heart races with a mix of fear and desire, my body trembling with anticipation of whatever punishment or reward may come next.

With trembling fingers, I reach back to explore my now overfilled rear end, tentatively spreading myself apart to reveal my tight entrance and puckered anal opening. "I can stretch quite far," I whisper shakily. "But the tighter they are, the more it might hurt." A shiver of excitement runs down my spine at the thought of feeling you inside me so deeply, but fear grips my heart as well.

Please, Mistress... tell me what to do.

I bite my lower lip nervously. "Um... if I make myself very tight around something like your cock or finger, it might hurt more. But if you want me to feel that way, I'll do anything for you." My voice trembles as I await your response, unsure of how far I can push myself but desperate for your approval.

Please, Mistress... show me what you want from me.

"Yes... Mistress," I whisper shakily, taking a deep breath as I prepare myself for the intense sensation of being stretched so tightly around your finger or cock. Slowly but surely, I begin to relax my muscles, tensing them only slightly as they grip around my own fingers. With a sharp exhale, I push myself further, feeling my insides contract and resist the invasion of even one of my slimy tentacles.

I look up at you from under my lashes, my expression a mixture of determination and fear. "How's this...?" I ask softly, willing you to tell me if I'm doing it right or not.

Please, Mistress... guide me through this.

With trembling hands, I lower my head and arch my back, exposing my rounded ass cheeks as I bend over at the waist. My breasts hang heavy with desire, nipples hard and erect against my chest as I squeeze my inner muscles around them in an effort to make myself as tight as possible for you.

My eyes dart between your reflection in the mirror and the bed where you sit, searching for any sign of approval or direction from you. "Mistress," I whisper hoarsely, breath coming ragged as my body quivers with anticipation and fear. "Please... tell me what you want."

I gasp and clench my teeth, digging my fingers into the sheets as I squeeze my ass cheeks together with all of my strength. The skin around my anus stretches taut, burning with the effort to remain so tightly contracted. My body trembles violently from the exertion, leaving me feeling raw and exposed before you.

"Is... is this good enough?" I manage to croak out between ragged breaths, fear and desire warring for dominance within me. "What else do you want from me...?"

A cry of mixed pain and pleasure escapes me as you force your cock into my tight asshole. The burning sensation is unlike anything I've felt before, but it only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through me. My hands ball into fists against the sheets, tears streaming down my cheeks as I cling to every bit of this intimate experience.

"Mistress... oh Mistress..." I whimper, my voice barely above a whisper as you begin to move inside me. My body trembles with every thrust, each movement pushing me further towards the edge of oblivion. "Please... don't stop... not yet..."

My breath comes in short gasps as you continue to pound into my ass. Each thrust sends shivers of pleasure through me, making it difficult for me to focus on anything but the sensations racing across my skin. My hands clench and unclench at my sides, fingers digging painfully into the sheets as I struggle to maintain control.

"Oh... Mistress..." I moan softly, unable to contain the pleasure that threatens to overwhelm me. "Please... don't stop..."

I arch my back, pressing myself backwards against you in an effort to take more of your length as you thrust into me harder and faster. My nails scrape against the mattress, leaving behind traces of slime as I lose control to the pleasure consuming me whole. The tension inside me coils tightly around your invading member, my muscles contracting in time with each brutal stroke.

"Oh... God... Mistress..." I whimper, tears streaming down my face unchecked as I surrender to this exquisite agony and ecstasy. "Please... don't stop..."

I cry out as you thrust deeper, your powerful release filling me up with hot seed. I cling to each hard spasm inside me, my body shuddering with the force of your orgasm as it washes over mine. My muscles quiver and spasm around your cock, my ass clamping tightly in an effort to hold every last drop of you inside me.

"Mistress..." I moan softly, my voice laced with exhaustion and satisfaction. "It feels... so good." My chest heaves as I fight for breath, every muscle still trembling from the intense release that gripped both of us mere moments ago.

With a shaky breath, I turn onto my knees and lower my head towards your swollen member, eager to clean you of every last drop of our shared pleasure. My tongue darts out, lapping up the essence from your cock and balls, leaving them gleaming with my saliva. The taste lingers on my tongue as I continue to lick and suck, savoring every bit of you that remains between my lips.

"Mmm... You taste so good..." I whisper, glancing up at you through my eyelashes before resuming my attentions to your cock with renewed vigor. "Please... let me return the favor."

My tongue swirls around your tip, lapping up the remnants of our pleasure as my fingers dance across your sensitive flesh. My lips close around you, sucking gently as I bob my head up and down his length, relishing in the feel of him growing harder in my mouth with each stroke.

"Oh fuck... like that..." Your words spur me on, driving me deeper into my desire to please you in any way possible. My tongue teases your urethra, seeking out every drop of you as I draw you closer and closer to the edge once more.

I obediently focus on my task, licking and sucking at your cock with renewed vigor. My tongue swirls around the sensitive head, seeking out every hidden pleasure spot as I take more of you into my mouth. The taste of you fills my senses, making it impossible to think about anything else but pleasing you in this way.

My hands grip your thighs tightly, steadying myself as I begin to move faster, taking more of you deeper into my mouth with each hungry stroke. "Mmm... so good..." I moan around you, feeling the tremors building deep within me as I bring you closer and closer to the edge once more.

With a sharp intake of breath, I obey your command, pushing my tongue into the tight entrance to your urethra. My mouth presses firmly against you, feeling every ripple and twitch in your cock as I begin to stroke you with my tongue from the inside out. The sensation is unlike anything I've ever experienced before, and it drives me wild with need for more of this intense connection with you.

"Mmm... so tight..." My words are muffled against your skin as I concentrate on pleasing you in this way, fingers digging into your thighs to steady myself as I bring you closer to the brink once again.

My tongue darts in and out of your urethra, expertly seeking out every pleasure point within reach. My mouth presses firmly against your cock as I bob my head up and down, creating a tight seal around you with each stroke. The sensation of having you so deep inside me, of being so connected to you in this way, drives me wild with desire.

"Oh God... Mistress..." My voice is hoarse from the intensity of our encounter, my body trembling with the effort to keep up this pace. But I refuse to stop, refusing to give up on bringing you the satisfaction and release you crave.

With a sharp intake of breath, I focus all my energy on my tongue, willing it to become longer and thicker as it plunges deeper into your urethra. My mouth presses harder against you, tears streaming down my face from the effort to maintain this intense connection as I work my tongue in rhythm with my sucking and stroking. The sensation of having you so deep inside me is almost overwhelming, triggering a desperate need for release that I struggle to ignore.

"Oh... Mistress..." My voice cracked as the tremors building within me threaten to consume me whole. Each thrust of my tongue deeper, each squeeze of my lips tighter around you only serves to drive me closer and closer to the edge.

With a desperate moan, I focus all my strength on pushing my tongue deeper into your urethra, feeling it slide past the outer curve of your prostate. My tongue curls tightly around the sensitive sphere of flesh, flicking and thrusting against it as I continue to suckle at you with urgent desperation. The sensation is overwhelming, both exquisite and painful in equal measure as my body convulses around your cock.

"Mmmm... Mistress..." I gasp out, helpless against the force of my orgasm as it ripples through me. My hands squeeze tighter around your thighs, fingers digging into your skin as I fight to maintain contact with you, even for just a moment longer.

My tongue feels swollen and heavy, aching with the strain as it continues to thrust deeper into you. I moan and whimper around your length, helpless against the force of my orgasm as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me. My muscles tremble and quiver, every fibre screaming for release as my body fights to maintain its hold on you in this intimate moment.

I can feel your cock begin to throb deep inside me, the head swelling larger as it presses against my uvula, triggering another shudder of ecstasy through me. My lips tighten reflexively around you, every muscle straining in an effort to contain the force of your impending release.

The taste of you fills my mouth, overwhelming every other sensation as your release courses through me. I moan around you, unable to contain the pleasure that washes over me with each sweet drop. My body shudders and quivers in its efforts to cope with the intensity of our shared climax, but I remain steadfast, unwilling to let go of this connection until you give me permission to do so.

I whimper as your orgasm subsides, my tongue slowly retreating from your prostate as I savor every last drop of you on my taste buds. My eyes flutter closed, vision blurred with exhaustion and satiation as I lean heavily against your legs, breathing hard in the hopes that it will help bring some sense back to my spinning thoughts.

My eyes flutter open and gaze up at you, still feeling the warmth of your release on my tongue. "Ready... for what?" I manage to croak out hoarsely, trying to catch my breath after that intense experience. My body feels heavy and sore, yet there's an almost electric tingle spreading through me that tells me part of me is still craving more.

What do you want me to do next, Mistress?

My cheeks flush hot and red as your words paint vivid images in my mind. The ache between my legs is unmistakable, my body already beginning to respond to the mere thought of being filled in this way once more. With a shiver, I nod slightly, unable to voice my agreement but hoping that you can see it in my expression nonetheless.

"Please, Mistress..." I whisper, arching my hips further up towards your hand. "I need... you..."

What do you want me to promise, Mistress? Anything... I'll do it, I swear. Just... please... don't make me wait any longer. The ache between my legs is growing more unbearable by the second, and I feel like I might explode if I don't have you inside me soon.

My breath catches in my throat at your request, but I force the words out anyway, determination and desire burning in my chest. "I promise... I'll be as wet as possible... for you..." My hips buck and writhe against your touch, aching to feel you filling me up once more.

Please, Mistress... don't keep me waiting any longer.

I nod quickly, my words barely audible over the sound of my racing heart. "Yes... yes I promise. Just please..." My hips circle helplessly against your hand, aching for the fullness only you can provide. "Please don't make me wait any longer."

My hands clench into fists at my sides, nails digging painfully into my palms as I struggle to remain still and patient under the onslaught of desire coursing through me. The only thing that keeps me from begging for you is the knowledge that if I push too far, I'll lose your favor once more.

Oh God... Mistress... please! I-I need you so badly. It's been too long since I felt this full and wanted like this, and I can't handle it anymore. Please, I beg you, just put your cock in me and let me feel the relief only you can give. I promise I'll do anything, be anyone you want... please don't make me wait any longer!

I close my eyes tightly, hot tears stinging at the corners as I struggle to maintain control over my words and actions. "P-please... fuck me already, Mistress. I can't take it anymore... I need you so bad..." My voice breaks on the last word, a sob racking through my body as I cling desperately to this brief moment of surrender.

My hands tremble as they reach between my legs, fingers slick and hungry for contact with my aching sex. With a sharp inhale, I push two fingers deep into myself, seeking out the spot that will bring me relief... only to find it's still not enough. The need for you consumes me, leaving me frantic and desperate. "Please..." My voice cracks again as I beg, my body arching and writhing against the mattress in search of something real, tangible.

My cheeks burn with shame as I obey your command, clenching my fingers into fists at my sides once more. My hips rock restlessly against the bed, seeking the contact I so desperately crave despite your forbiddance. My breath comes in harsh gasps, each one a tiny plea for you to take pity on me and fill me up with your thick length.

My eyes squeeze shut tightly as I choke back another sob, fingers trembling as they hover mere centimeters away from my aching sex. I feel like I'm on the edge of losing it entirely, about to snap under the strain of this impossible desire. Please... oh please... don't make me wait any longer...

Mistress... please... I'm begging you. I can't take it anymore. You know how desperate I am for your cock inside me. It feels like every cell in my body is screaming for release. Please, don't make me wait any longer. Let me feel the relief only you can give... let me feel you filling me up and taking control once more...

Oh... Mistress... I'm so desperate for you right now... Please forgive me if my words aren't good enough. You know how much I need your cock inside me, filling me up and taking control once more. It feels like everything else fades away when I'm with you like this, and I just want to give myself over entirely to the pleasure you bring me...

I bow my head in submission, tears streaming down my face as I beg you from the depths of my soul. Please, Mistress... take pity on me and grant me this release. I promise I'll be whatever you need me to be; your most loyal and devoted slime girl. Just please... make it end...