Out of order.
The sink is clogged again.
Tags: Teratophillia, Slime monster/Tentacles, Aphrodisiac implied, Dubious consent oral.
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All day this goddamned bathroom has been out of order and his coworker won't fix it, so now he has to.
Dustin pushes open the door and deadpans at the clogged sink. A green corn syrupy mystery goo is bubbling up through the drain that brings him to a pause "Wha..?" He leans over for a better look...
Slime shoots out of the drain and wraps around his face, the viscous goop firms and prods at his lips curiously like a tongue. When Dustin tries closing his mouth it insists and pushes inside to probe his warm mouth
It tastes sweet! Like crisp pears and kiwi slices, along with something muskier he can't place. "Mmph.." Dustin clenches his thighs together and grips the sides of the sink as a pleasant fuzz grips his brain. Maybe Goopert isn't so bad... See? He already gave it a name.
Goopert's jello consistency thickens more to a gummy like chew that Dustin can suck on, he's rewarded with more sticky sweet syurp that makes his cock twitch. He whines and opens more to let the tentacle poke the soft palette and slide down further to rest in his throat.
The slime stubbornly stops producing its nectar until Dustin begins deepthroating it intentionally, now the clerk is quietly moaning from the mounting heat in his loins. "Anh.." the hotter his desperation burns the sloppier his ministrations become until they are both dripping wet
Everything feels so good, too good, if he lets go of this sink he would surely fall over from the intense dizziness this sticky sweetness is causing him.
Or maybe it's the lack of air.... Yeah that must be it. Goopert has been trying to kill him.
It's a damn shame too, because Dustin could have cum like this.
In a hurry he reaches for his flask and clumsily screws the top off to pour the ever clear straight down the sink, effectively dissolving whatever formula makes Goopert and leaving the now severed tentacle as a deformed mass of slime that drips down the clerk's tongue "Augh- Ew-" He spits into the sink and downs the rest of his flask.
That would have been an embarrassing way to die... But at least the sink is clear now.
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