Monsters Office - New Slime Hire - Sex Toys TF
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DescriptionIf you want to make a suggestion or have an unique idea? Join the Discord Server. Maybe there is a giveaway so don't miss it! Psss the uncensored versions are there as well!Monsters Office - New Slime Hire - Slime Girl(Collab with @LaceyAurialis)Strawberry had spent three years at the Fi…
(Collab with @LaceyAurialis) Strawberry had spent three years at the Financial University of the Nighty Caves studying accounting and two more years taking supplementary courses on 'Surface Dweller Culture and Social Norms' because she wanted to be prepared for life among the outsiders as best as she could when she finally got her dream job. She had read all the textbooks, learned them like a bible and passed all the exams and felt completely confident that she understood how things worked up here in the world of light and solid ground. The Nighty Caves were a sprawling underground city where only cave monsters lived, a place where slimes like herself made up the majority of the population and where certain customs that would scandalize surface dwellers were considered perfectly normal and even polite. Nobody wore clothes in the caves because fabric just got absorbed into slimy bodies anyway, and physical intimacy was as casual as a handshake because when your entire form was made of semi-liquid goo, there was not really any concept of personal boundaries. Strawberry was a special breed called a sweet slime, which meant her body contained no toxins or acids and tasted like strawberry flavored gelatin. This made her safe to live among outsiders who might accidentally ingest parts of her, which happened more often than she would have liked. Her form was a gradient of warm colors, deep red at her core fading to bright orange at her edges, with yellow highlights that glowed faintly when she was excited or embarrassed. She wore glasses that somehow stayed perched on her nose despite the fact that her nose was made of jelly and she didn’t even really need them because her vision was already perfect. She had worked very hard to maintain a humanoid shape with proper breasts, hips and a proper face that could make expressions. Her first day at Hell Company started with her standing nervously at her new desk in the heavy-lifting division, which confused her because she had been hired as an accountant. The textbooks said that companies assigned workers to departments based on their skills, so clearly the higher-ups must have recognized that slimes were resilient survivors who could handle tough conditions. She felt proud that they saw her as strong. She did not realize that the demon executives had placed her there specifically because they thought it would be funny to watch a soft jiggly slime girl try to work alongside huge beings. Her manager arrived and she felt her whole body quiver with nervousness at the sight of him. Ezekiel was an enormous hybrid of human and ogre that combined the raw strength of his monster heritage with the intelligence of his human side. His skin was pale green and covered in subtle patterns that looked like tribal markings, his tusks jutted up from his lower jaw in a way that should have been intimidating but somehow just made him look distinguished, and his shoulders were so broad that he had to turn sideways to fit through most doorways. "He... hello!" Strawberry squeaked, her voice wobbling like her body. "I am Strawberry, the new accountant! You must be Ezekiel? My... my boss?" She clasped her hands together in front of her chest and immediately regretted it because the motion made droplets of her slime body fly off and splatter across his expensive suit. "Oh no! Oh no no no! I am so sorry! I am so clumsy with my slime! According to my textbook on professional etiquette, getting bodily fluids on your superior is a category three workplace violation, but do not worry, it will wash off easily!" Ezekiel looked down at the orange smear on his lapel and pressed one thick green finger against it. When he brought the finger to his mouth and tasted it, Strawberry's entire form jiggled with shock. "Tastes sweet," he said in his deep rumbling voice that carried traces of ogre accent. "Like jello." "Yes! Yes! I am a sweet slime! Not like regular slimes, which are poisonous or acidic! My textbook on monster biology says that sweet slimes evolved to be palatable as a survival mechanism because predators would eat us and then feel guilty and protect us afterward!" She touched her fingers together anxiously, little strings of slime connecting them as she pulled them apart. "Is that... is that why you tasted me? To check if I was safe? That is very responsible management!" Ezekiel stared at her for a long moment with an expression she could not read. "Okay. Get to computer. Work on tasklist." Then he walked away and Strawberry felt relief wash through her entire gelatinous body. She had survived her first interaction with her boss and she had only committed one category three violation! According to her textbook on workplace success, this was a promising start. She sat down in her chair and immediately felt something strange. The fabric of the seat was sticking to her thighs in a way that felt weirdly intimate, like the chair was trying to become part of her, and she had to consciously resist the ur
