Married to Goo
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A lab accident had turned me into a pile of goo. But I wasn’t dead. I was essentially a pile of sentient slime. When my fellow scientists broke the news to my wife, she demanded to be the one to take care of me. They wanted to study me, but she wasn’t having it. She reminded them that I was a person and not something for them to view under the microscope. Thanks to her support and patience, I discovered that I could manipulate my new form. After a lot of practice, I was able to take my old shape. We both loved that I could make love to her again. But it was during sex with my wife that I learned something else. When I climaxed that first time, I couldn’t hold my human shape, and some of me went into her. And then because I was curious, the rest of me followed. She had just laid there while I stretched out inside of her, as I found out I could take full control of her body. This has led to some of the most passionate fun we’ve ever had. Like right now, when my wife just walked outside to show off her sexy new dress that she’s going to wear for our date tonight. “I’m not wearing any underwear either,” she teased. “That’s a pretty good sign that you’re gonna get lucky. I smiled and countered with, “I’m afraid I can’t just take your word for it. I’ll have to see for myself.” I let myself collapse into a pile of goo, and then raced lightning fast between her legs. As I began to enter her she gasped, “Jeffrey, no! Don’t even think about it!” She’s told me when I rush into her like I am now, it’s often enough to make her cum. I feel her tense as she tries to keep her composure. “Honey, I already…oh, I already showered and shaved.” I spread out to all her limbs and made her legs bend, plopping her ass onto our deck. My hands went up to her boobs. “You’re gonna get me all hot and sweaty if you keep going babe,” she warned. I pulled her boobs out and gave them a shake.
I lifted her skirt. Sure enough. No underwear. I swirled her fingers around her shaved pussy. “You’ve done it now you big perv. You’re gonna have to finish me off.” I make her fingers dive into her cunt. “Yeah baby. I love when you make me touch myself. It’s your fault if you make us miss our reservation though.”