Cultivation Struggles of a Lowly Fox

The feelers were small, but very smooth. The sensation from them was similar to running water, but with added touch of intensity.

Aiko enjoyed the caress as she hugged a pillow in front of her. Her body gently swayed from one side to another as she was trying to reposition her body to make it more comfortable.

The Spirit Slime assisted her in this, tying itself around her waist and gently kneading her back.

Aiko giggled. ”You really should pick one, please me or entertain me.” It was hard to say which was which, but she was definitely enjoying both of them.

The strong thick feeler was going between her legs, just gently caressing her honey pot, while small feelers worked on her boobs and especially nipples.

The small feelers liked to dance around her smaller bosom, gently kneading it, massaging it and playing with it.

Aiko greatly enjoyed this sensation as more soft moans escaped her lips. These were different to what she experienced before as this was a very gentle caress.

Aiko crossed her legs, creating great pressure on the feeler, but as her legs were ’worlds apart’ there was always enough room between her thighs. However, she did increase the intensity of the feeler that was thrusting between her thighs and rubbing against her clitoris.

There was no way to avoid it and she loved it.

The sensation was now similar to a slightly stiff jelly. The Spirit Slime happily obliged as it rubbed Aiko’s body gently.

Aiko moaned, swaying her hips into the rhythm.

The Spirit Slime made sure that she was comfortable before doing anything else, but even then the feedback was something it was already used to.

It didn’t have anything elaborate. There was no stiffness for it, or special stiff feelers to scrape anything on her body, just a smooth sensation slowly working up her hunger.

Aiko moaned once again before placing her face into the pillow. The stifled moans sounded even more erotic than before.

The Spirit Slime slowly increased her heat through the feelers, making her soft and squishy to its touch.

It slowly slipped her underwear to the side, starting from her bra.

The bra was easily put aside as more feelers gently cupped her breasts and played notes that Aiko loved.

Her lower underwear was also slipped aside as the raw sensation made her spine tingle.

The Spirit Slime kept the thick feeler the same way. It had no intention of progressing anything unless its Princess wanted to. It always happened this way, and it didn’t matter, quite the opposite. Its Princess showered it with a lot of affection, so it was only natural to give it back.

Aiko gently buckled her hips, meeting the motion of the Spirit Slime.

Her moans increased in intensity and pace, she could feel the thick feeler almost slipping into her.

Aiko imagined this similar to the dildo that the Twins had, just a bit more alive and mischievous as it only painfully rubbed her clitoris and nothing more.

Growing frustrated she swayed her hips, giving out a needy murmur. Of course the Spirit Slime didn’t fulfil, it almost seemed like it was enjoying this situation.

Aiko twisted her waist slightly while rhythmically pumping her hips.

And that’s when it happened.

Her hips twisted in a perfect way that when her hips swayed, the whole feeler entered her dropping pussy, swallowing it whole.

Aiko arched her back more as her toes curled, it was kind of sudden and unexpected, since she was unsuccessful until now. As her back arched her head also lifted as loud, but a sweet moan escaped her lips.

This was different to fingers, different to stiff dildos, this kind of jelly-like sensation stirred her inside in a unique way.

It was kind of an addictive feeling, but not something she would do often. She still liked the fingers and tongues the most.

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The Spirit Slime didn’t stop its thrusts just because she was stunned. It kept slowly poking her insides, exploring her new body.

There were many weak spots, but to not overwhelm her, it only chose one.

Aiko’s hips shivered as sudden electricity ran up her spine. That little rascal was bullying her insides this time.

Aiko bit her lip as she enjoyed the sensation. She didn’t need to move, everything was done for her and she quite enjoyed this dynamic.

The Spirit Slime gently lifted her hips, making Aiko relax further, but her insides were squeezing like crazy.

The sensation was soft, slowly filling her insides and then slipping away. It was a bit frustrating, but also erotic, making her moan softly even more.

Aiko buried her head into the pillow as she gently folded it around her head, her toes and fingers danced into the rhythm of the Spirit Slime pushing that feeler inside and out of her.

The Spirit Slime grew more feelers, spreading her cheeks apart.

Aiko was embarrassed, but a newfound feeling overwhelmed her briefly.

Thanks to the spread, the muscles were lined differently, making her grip the thick feeler even more.

The thick feeler kept relentlessly bullying her G-spot, as if it found a treasure.

Aiko’s moans grew louder, but at the same time, her concerns grew.

’What if enemies hear me and swarm this place?’

’What if I’m found out?’

The shameful feeling quickly turned exciting as her inside compressed anything that tried to enter, the feeler was no exception.

Aiko could clearly feel her inner folds being stuffed inside and ruthlessly pushed outside. It was a new and unexpected sensation that made her chew on the pillow to stifle her moans even more, but the Spirit Slime didn’t stop there.

It slowed the rhythmical thrusts. They were now irregular, sudden, slow or fast, making Aiko crave and moan even more.

Her hips swayed and darted around from the irregular thrusts as she could feel the buildup slowly accumulating inside her.

Her orgasm was imminent, but as if to torment her, the Spirit Slime slowed down.

Aiko complained with her whines, but the Spirit Slime didn’t speed up. It slowly stirred her insides with its cool, jelly-like composition, but at the same time the feeler grew thicker.

Aiko could feel her inner fold being spread as it ruthlessly pressed against her G-spot, making her cum violently.

Aiko’s teeth ripped the pillow as gentle, small tears trickled down her eyes. Almost immediately, she collapsed onto the pillow.

The Spirit Slime was concerned as this never happened before. It gently went to the side where Aiko was looking and wiped her tears and other bodily liquids.

The pillow was swapped for a new one, and everything was dried by the Spirit Slime.

Aiko kept staring at it, feeling various emotions, but none of them were quite right.

’But it was damn amazing.’ Aiko gave it a silent thumbs up. This little fella would be used to bully Mei whenever she bullied her!

’Hehe~’ Aiko giggled inside her mind. ’Maybe the Spirit Slime will tie her, and then I will play with her~’ She was clearly excited about the future as she slowly drifted to sleep...

Aiko woke up, feeling refreshed, no more than that. The subtle conflict was no longer there.

”Huh?” Aiko blinked. Her boobs were definitely bigger and as if to confirm her suspicion. Her bra no longer fit her. Overall, she grew in all kinds of places.

”How weird...” Aiko plopped down, kicking her legs up in the air, looking around.

Then it hit her.

’There is no burning smell?’ Aiko only realised it now.

The Spirit Slime helped her to look outside, but the same field spread in front of her. The vast colourless field was still there and only a tiny portion was slightly singed.

’Right... rain...’ Aiko didn’t expect that those little fuckers would apply rain outside too, but she should’ve. There was no saying what would happen, so this was her miscalculation.

”What is it?” The little fella was clearly enthusiastic about a certain box.

”Ah.” Aiko intended to use toys, but now she used a live-toy. It was nice, but slightly conflicting.

”Are you alright?” Aiko asked the Spirit Slime, but the only thing she got back was an ’O’.

”How long did I sleep?” Aiko ruffled her hair gently. It was well-kept, like she didn’t sleep at all, which was probably the work of her slime.

The Spirit Slime this time formed III.

”3 Days...?” Aiko didn’t expect that. Sure, the ’rubbing’ was wild, but she didn’t expect to sleep for so long.

Aiko immediately crawled into the ’kitchen’ part, to check what she should have. The Spirit Slime helped her sort through things.

”Hm?” Aiko noticed the scouts were still around, but they clearly looked agitated.

’How fascinating...’ Aiko ate the steak, while the Spirit Slime rubbed her legs and thigh. It was the most natural sight that one could see, as if everything just clicked together.

Soon, those scouts lost their minds. They were clearly exhausted and upset, but whoever made them do this didn’t care about that.

This caused a small uprising that quickly ended by the special uglies wiping them out and using normal uglies to populate the wolf riders.

Aiko found it interesting, but the next ground didn’t last long either. It seemed like nobody wanted to deal with this situation.

She was completely unaware that the scouts heard her moans and grew more agitated over time...

...

Aiko kept eating these days, or cooking something delicious.

The gentle scent naturally drifted outside. It might be a very faint and lingering scent, but even then the scouts were more and more aggressive.

Aiko chuckled inside the tent as the Spirit Slime helped feed her the food. It kind of felt like the Spirit Slime became a maid that served her master anything they wanted.

This observation lasted until another group was slaughtered. That’s when it happened.

The sky was lit as different factions inside the citadel fought over the power.

They were clearly upset about losing their scouts, but they were only able to blame the special uglies for killing them.

Aiko was still hidden. She was never spotted. The boxes with delicious smelling food also vanished, so the whole situation was a simple riot.

The normal uglies were no longer willing to serve as scouts, much less be slaughtered by the special uglies if something went wrong. It was a clear war that happened because she had fun and ate good food.

’What if I employed this strategy in real life...’ Aiko raised her eyebrow.

Aiko, the exhibitionist, was born...