Love Slime (Bimbo TF/TG)

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Berdum was the studious, serious, quiet type. The kind of person to spend hours perfecting alchemy at the lab rather than going out and being sociable. With all this knowledge, he discovered one way to relieve stress. He brewed up a magical pink potion. Once he drank it, his body began to liquify into pink slime that, in a matter of seconds, overwhelmed his pale skin and started to shapeshift.

His body coagulated into a pink blob that grew thick, sticky thighs and thin arms. His, or rather her now hair grew out long tentacles perfect for a girl. Any semblance of masculinity sunk into simplified goo as her new pussy oozed with intense lust. Then, her love-symbol chest started to expand. She knew what she was becoming—but she didn’t know it’d affect her head.

“My head… h-hurts~?”

As her tits ballooned in size, growing from nubs to impressive jugs, the gained mass drained her knowledge in proportion. Once they reached maximum, melon-shaped size, basically every last drop of book smart evaporated into pink, girly goop.

Thinking too hard hurt that goopy head of hers. It felt so much better to be a mindless slime, so her head went empty. Feeling her thoughts literally melt away into warm, bubbly bliss, she became illiterate yet joyful. She was perpetually woozy, dim-witted, and gullible for the duration of the potion. Love Slimes only knew constant happiness, and this nameless Love Slime was no different now. Once heart symbols manifested in her dull, simple eyes, the transformation was truly complete.

“Mmm, hehe… Love Slime hungry~♥!”

Rarely did she smile as a human, but now she was smiling all the time. Bursting with joy, the confused slime girl slithered out of this weird, foreign room and into the hall. It was midnight, but the rowdier students were sure to be awake. And seeing how this was a boys-only academy, it wasn’t long until she saw a nice, muscular-looking stud approach her with aroused curiosity.

“Yaaayy, hooman wanna play!”

Lovingly, the bimbo pleasured him with all of her slimy orifices, shameless noises of sex attracting more attention and more people who wanted to “play.” Though, this potion had a side effect: consumption of men’s fluids increased the transformation length and also made her more hornier. Long enough to get the name Fendall, a Love Slime that came out of nowhere but was warmly welcomed. With all these boys around, this Love Slime was going to stay as one for longer than she’d think—if she could think that deep, anyway.

Art Source: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/92384989