#his dearest

[unikron-kitten-kat]

after that i dont want. i need a part 2 >:) give us the goods!

Oh my Zalgo ITS DONE!! Ya'll wanted some part 2, and you shall receive!! One of my previous posts clears something up about [the reader] in this one, so you can find that if you end up getting confused about a certain something mentioned in here!

Slenderman x Male Reader, Smut this time!

Kinks may include: mpreg; tentacles; praise; nicknames: slender maybe calls you stuff like pet or little spiderling, or stuff like that; overstim;

No tws that I know of in here.. I dont think anyway... Now enjoy!!

His Dearest

Mine Nøw

It has been a while since you have become a Slenderbeing.

A long while.

You are now completely adapted to the warped time of the dimension your Boss keeps you all in, your internal clock warped when you transformed completely.

It was the next day, after your completion.

The others saw you.

And oh boy..

Were they jealous.

Envious..

Angry...

They despised you. They hated how you, a total outsider to them, ripped the spotlight off their stage, and held it over yourself.

But they knew how oblivious you were to it all. They knew. And they hated your.. Naivety. They hated the favoritism.

And don't get me started on the Big Boys, the.. The Proxies Slender favored before he brought you home. Before he introduced you to his other servants finally.

Toby, Masky, and Hoodie were slapped in the face the hardest. They no longer had the large favor they used to have with Slender, and Toby even got into serious trouble with Slender for messing with you.

But now that you were... Like that!?

God, being that close with Slender was only something any other Proxie could dream of now.

But, they don't know the full extent to your closeness. At least, the fondness Slender has for you, anyway.

You see, ever since you started... Blooming.. Really fitting into your new body.. He had slowly become infatuated with you. He slowly started to find you adorable.. Cute.. So naive... Fuckable... Breedable... His to have.. His.. To own.. His.. His...

And lo and behold, after being under his wing for the few decades you were, the universe finally let him have you..

In the form of the results of your receiving a piece of Slender's magic and powerful essence to grow more powerful with... In the form of a Slenderbeing Cadaver.

The perfect chance to finally make you his.

And he took it without hesitation.

If he didn't find you so cute as a tiny little human, he certainly found you cute and gorgeous now.

You are sitting on a log, fiddling with your magic, letting the sparking, ribbony lengths of sickly-green and gold wrap and twine between your fingers, even motioning for it to flow around the chest claws you had.

There was something about the colour that entranced you. Something was off about it. And, you very soon learned what it was. Your magic, green and gold as it was, had some semblance of His. There was a hint of a dark maroon that cracked and sliced through your magic.

You wonder if it had anything to do with the fact it was his magic that made you like this. That his magic gave you your own.

You inhaled sharply, startled, whipping your head to see it was only him who touched your tentacles.

Yours, unlike his, looked like long ropes of whispy cobweb, bundled up. They had your magic coursing through them as well, giving them a green and golden glow in some parts.

"Hello Little Spider.."

"H.. Hey.."

His hands were on your shoulder. Your face flushed, the dark green that was your blood now painted your face a different colour than a human.

He pressed his body against yours. His face rested in the crook of your neck.

Both sets of his arms wrapped around you, and he hummed in contentment. His tentacles wrapped around yours, some even trailing to your body, and wrapped around your thighs or chest.

His arms moved to lift you off the log, him then moving himself onto the log behind you, you now sitting in his lap.

His arms are back around you, holding you against him. He is warm. His arms and tentacles were trailing and rubbing their touch all over, not leaving an inch of you untouched. He wasn't applying any pressure either, just touching you. His touch still felt hot even through your clothes.

His hands, one pair, trailed down from your neck, to your abdomen, and they stopped. The rest didn't stop though. Just the one pair on your abdomen.

You let out an inquisitive whimper, looking down to his hands resting there.

"... Would be.." He paused, and moved his face to the back of your neck, "Would be endearing to see you..", his hands resting on your abdomen rubbed it in circles, "full.. Of my children..."

Your face lit up bright green, your eyes widening, your other eyes even opening in your shock at his statement.

"Wh.. What?"

"Wouldn't you like that, [Name]?"

"I-I-"

"You can't deny it, [Name]. I know.. What you dream about.. I know what makes you wake up wet in the pants.."

Your face might as well be a lamppost with how deeply coloured your face was now, the green glowing bright with the help of your magic, which seemed to.. Imitate your emotion with brightness and fluidity.

"I.. Could see what you dreamed of, you silly little thing. I saw what you thought of when you tried your hardest to keep those... Filthy thoughts to yourself."

You made a small noise, your body tensing with embarrassment at the realization his hands and tentacles were getting more.. Antsy.

The ones on your abdomen trailed down to rest on the inside of your thighs, rubbing the sensitive skin in circles very close to your crotch.

You hadn't realized that your hands, the four, had grabbed onto his arms, your embarrassment leading to quite a grip that human bones wouldn't be able to withstand.

"I mean.. Even if you weren't a Slenderbeing at this current time..", he trailed off, his upper hands slipping under your shirt and trailing up to rub and grope your pecs, his palms would rub over your nipples, "I would still be rewarding you for being such a good servant for me..."

His voice was right next to your ear, his mouth opening to nibble at your jaw.

You were trembling, and your crotch was throbbing, so was that spot on your neck that Slender licked with his tongue a while back. The feeling seemed to only ebb away when Slender got close to touching them.

This made you subconsciously move your throbbing areas against him, chasing his touch there.

His other hands and tentacles were getting more sensual with their touches, squeezing sensitive areas of your flesh, flitting over the ridges of your neck, ribs.. His fingers would ghost over your mouth, his tentacles wrapped around your limbs, opening your legs, and wrapping your arms behind you to pin them to your back.

One hand came up to grasp your chin, his fingers splaying slightly, and his palm gave enough force to push your head back, you now facing up.

The little whimper that scrimped past your trembling lips made Slender chuckle.

"You like this, [Name]? You like my hands on your body? My tentacles on your body?"

You let out a trembly affirming hum. He chuckled again, and he used to fingers to trail down your neck from your chin, and back up.

"Use your words, my pretty mate....." He whispered, his voice trailing off.

Your voice wavered as you spoke, "Y-yess... Mm.. I-I do like it..." Your voice trailed to a whisper.

His sensual touches continued. His hands would squeeze your arms, your chest, your thighs, and rub back up again, his fingers ghosting their touch along the lines your muscles made as his hands traveled. His tentacles resigned to holding you, their slimey cold touch moving as they pulsed and slithered against your skin in the places they held you.

Your pants were interrupted with trembly moans and gasps at his touch and the stimulation.

One of his hands groped your crotch, soon slipping into your pants, his palm rubbing against the wetting slits of the flaps covering your dick, your back arching and a gasp leaving your slightly drooling mouth at the touch.

His fingers rubbed at the slits to your flaps, another hand of his slipping your loose pants off your legs and down to your ankles easily.

Your hands, now held behind your back, tensed into fists with the new attention to your aching, pulsing wet.

Your dick was pressing against the flaps, making it easier for Slender to slid a finger in the middle of the four flaps, sliding them apart, trails of slick and pre covered his fingers and stretched between the flaps. Another hand came down to help his other seperate the flaps, all four now splayed, your throbbing dick out for him to see.

Slender pressed his palm to the base of all your tender flesh, a moan drawled out your mouth, his fingers wrapping around the base of your dick, gently squeezing the knot you now had, and another moan shook your throat.

He stroked you, up and down, your legs shaking, breath shuddering, body trembling. Your tentacles wavered, them finding his own arms and legs to weakly wrap around. Pre beaded at your tip, Slender's thumb rubbing over it to smear your dick with it.

Your back arched more, your shoulders pressing into Slenderman, his upper hands slid down to your hips, to rock you against his own excitement. You settled after he stroked you a few more times, trying to and failing to roll your hips against his touch to your dick.

He kissed your neck. Not where you needed him to though. He scraped his teeth against your skin, gently biting you. He nipped your jaw, trailing bigger bites down. He found sensitive areas you'd shiver at, and sucked them black and blue.

One of his lower hands traced the wet, tender flesh of your unhidden dick lower, to your begging tunnel. He kissed your neck hard, resting his face into your neck as your body arched in his lap again, a quick moan escaping your drooling mouth, his fingers dipping into your dripping hole. His fingers gently and slowly rubbed along your entrance, sliding in and out against your walls, a breathy chuckle came from him.

"You are doing so well [Name]. So good.. Keep being good and I'll give you a bigger reward~" He whispered into your ear.

He hummed at the following shudder that shook your body against him. Your cunt quivered around his fingers, you whimpering, squirming at his touch. Slender dragged the length of his fingers against your entrance, the tips dipping into you briefly. He brought his slick coated fingers to his mouth, where he tasted your essence.

"Mmm, you are tasty, [Name].."

You shuddered, exhaling.

Your clothes were feeling hot against your skin. You needed them off.

You were in quite the daze, so it took you a moment to register that Slender was pushing the both of you up into standing.

Once you both were though, he had to hold you against him. Your legs were wobbly. You weren't used to the increased stimulant of being touched places in this body.

It was the faint but sudden breeze that made you realized he had removed your coat. He was starting on your shirt then too.

He suddenly turned you around, and you were suddenly against a tree. He was removing his suit jacket now.

"Open."

It was your mouth he wanted open. And you opened it, exhaling slightly when you did.

The force of the kiss had you whimpering, his upper pair of hands roughly grabbed your wrists, a pair of tentacles grabbed your lower ones. His sudden roughness had you squirming in between him and the tree, your crotch was also unbelievably hot, and was leaking with slick and pre.

Your upper arms were held against the tree, level with your head, and your lower ones were "cuffed" with his tentacles behind your back, making it arch into him.

.

.

He was rough with you. He was grinding his leg in between yours, his pants getting wet with your excrement, he was hardly letting you breathe with the messy kisses with tongues.

Your squirming against him riled him up. Jeez, he can't restrain you enough can he?

He pulled away, finally letting you breath in short, moaning gasps.

You froze and shuddered, a low growl emanating from him. The sound only made you chitter weakly, a groan left your throat as he started trailing nibbles down your neck.

His tentacles were holding your thighs apart.

His mouth was resting on the spot that was oddly throbbing now. You were (trying) to push your neck up into his mouth.

Slender hummed.

He dragged the tip of his tongue along the achy spot, making you shudder and squirm. He pressed against you after hearing the whimpery moan you made.

His skin was smooth, and in your sex-numbed daze you saw prominent veins of magik pulsing with his magik colour along his arms and body.

You gasped as you felt him press against your weeping tunnel.

"You ready, [Name]?"

You whimpered an answer, shuddering at the huskiness of his voice.

You yelped as you were both suddenly down, on a floor, him on top of you, but you weren't able to process that much before his dick started sliding into you.

You were so wet he didn't need to stop until he was completely inside you.

His lower arms were holding your hips as your back arched, his upper ones each had both sets of yours in their grasp, still pinning you down.

He had finally bitten that spot of your neck that ached for it, it sent a pulse of something through you.

You gasped, and moaned sweetly as he started rocking slowly into you, pulling out till just his tip was hitched on your entrance and then pushing back in.

.

.

He had you pinned down to the carpet covered floor completely, still slowly thrusting into you, and kissing you roughly, his tongues playing with yours.

As his hips rocked against yours, his body rubbed against yours.

His kisses didn't waver in their passion, and he didn't neglect your 'mark', the specific spot of your neck he bit.

Your moans filled the room. His groans and quiet grunts were stiffled by them. Your cunt would squeeze him, blinding you with stars and filling you with pleasure, making your arch into him. His tentacles were stroking your dick in between your bodies.

The sounds of his dick slipping into you were wet.

"Fuck, [Name], your so tight... And wet... So warm too..."

You whined, his dick felt so large, even despite your new size compared to him. You thought it wouldn't feel as tight.

It was pulsing inside you, the ridges it had rubbed along your walls, making you shake and fat tears well up in your eyes.

He was thrusting very deep into you, you swear even being around his size and height he was filling you much more than you were supposed to handle. But you loved it. His dick was warm, and thick. And hard. Its ridges rubbed against your gummy walls whenever he moved inside you, making pleasure reverb through you.

Despite being pinned, you still squirmed, and pressing into him.

He had let go of your lower arms, the hands of which were tightly gripping his lower shoulders.

He was thrusting so deep. So so deep. You felt him squeeze his way further into you, you felt him in your tummy. It made that area of your body feel tight.

His teeth were marking any place he could bite down on; your shoulders, your collar, neck, nibbling on your jaw, your chest. Anywhere. The moans and sobs of pleasure eminating from you made him warm and riled. He was close to going feral on you.

The crotch tentacles you both had were wrapping around eachother and were trying to pulling your hips closer.

He thrust into a particular area that made moans get caught in your throat, and he didnt stop hitting it.

His rough but soft thrusts would drag his dick along that spot, making your legs turn to jelly, and the breath leave your lungs. The hot, pangy and painful pleasure the motion spazzed through your body made you go limp against him.

He hugged you to him as you arched into him again, his mouth next to your ear.

"You are doing.. So, so good [Name].."

He shuddered as your sopping cunt squeezed him. His tentacles squeezed your dick when it pulsed in their grasp.

Your moans wavered, his hand grabbed your head.

"That's it [Name], be a good little spider. Be a good little spider and spill. Come on, little spider.. Cum for me.."

His deep and gruff words sent you ober the edge, your moans loud, his tentacles pumping you even as you came all over the both of you. His tentacles slithered in spirals around your dick, moving as they climbed and sank, one rubbing over your slit as cum continued spilling from it.

You felt your cunt was quivering, and he laid you completely down to the ground again, hugging you still, as he sped up his thrusts, bringing quick and loud moans out of you.

Your cunt clamped around him as you spilled there too, your claws scratching at his back you came around his cock, and your loud, wanton moans echoed in the room a bit. The pressure from how tightly you were squeezing him made your vision darken and stars appear.

He didn't stop thrusting into you, however. In fact, he did quite the opposite, thrusting harder into you, his dick roughly rubbing along your sweet spot now, the ridges pulling small squeals of pleasure from you.

Two pairs of large tentacles messaged your chest muscles, and smaller tentacles slithered along your body and found ares to suction to to leave dark bruises on your now moon-pale skin.

The hands Slenderman didn't have occupied with keeping you pinned were used to slide and rub across your body, squeezing other sensitive areas.

Your moans quivered and wavered, and your lungs desperate for air, pulling even more desperate pants out of you, and yet he wasn't letting up. You tried to find words to plead for less, to beg him to go easier on you, it was too much, but your voice couldn't muster the words, nonetheless form them in your head.

Drool and tears were ebbing from your mouth and eyes, your eyes were heavy and lidded with the pleasure, your upper ones closed because you were beginning to grow tired and exhausted from how much at once your body was experiencing.

Slender could tell you were getting tired. Your grip on him was softening, your body was practically going limp beneath him, your voice was wavering and stuttering, your pretty song was fading.

The slick and sloppy sounds his dick made as it slid in and out of your soaking cunt were now loud with the added slick from your orgasm, making a mess.

Your dick was beginning to hurt, it was being overstimulated beyond belief. Your hadn't made yourself cum more than once at a time before.

You choked as you felt a second pair of orgasms building inside you, the feeling spreading warmth and making you exhale shakily.

You whimpered feeling him drill into you as hard as he could. He was looming over you, no longer needing to pin you down himself anymore.

He chuckled, the sound making you lazily look at him.

"You look so cute like this [Name].. Had I known you would look so good, I'd have done this to you at least once while you were still human..."

You couldn't react to his statement as the orgasms that were building finally released. Your back weakily arching as both your throbbing dick and swollen pussy released cum at once, your jelly legs weakily moved too, and your upper hands were grabbed by his as they closed from the immense wave of pleasure that shook your body.

When you body went limp again from the end of it, he was still going. Your hands weakily closed around his.

You sobbed as your dick was painfully brought back to life from Slender's tentacles, and your tired pussy was also pushed beyond its limits.

Your body was loosing its strength seemingly. The orgasms came much quicker, a third already sneaking up on you, and your loud wanton moans were reduced to whimpers and whines.

You whimpered loudly as you felt the third orgasm.

"Don't worry, [Name], we'll have.. a nice hot bath when we're done here.." His words were interrupted with his quiet grunts.

It didn't take long for a third set of orgasms to shake your body, tears spilled from your eyes, and drool from your mouth as you let out weak little moans.

It was now you were feeling his movements become sloppy. His lower hands softly grabbed your thighs and folded your legs, giving himself a much better angle to fill you.

But this new angle had him reaching deeper into you, somehow. You looked, a shuddery gasp escaping you as you saw the small but noticeable bulge that showed. Your dick was red, and painfully throbbing.

You let out a pained moan as a fourth pair of orgasms slienced you, your meak moans getting caught up in your throat.

Even more so when you felt the sudden hot spread up into you. You shuddered, whining with pleasure.

He was still inside you, his knot inside you as well.

He was beathing deeply, you were panting.

He thrust slow and gentle a few times, to lessen the mess.

You squirmed, gasping and whining at a bigger lump forcing its way into you.

"Shhhh, it's okay [Name]."

Slender held you cheek.

"It's just my eggs~"

You let out a meak whimpery moan as the lump slid all the way into you, down to where his tip was in you, right up against your.. Ah.. Uterus? Did you have one of those if you had a pussy? Yes. You do have one, and Slender was filling it.

"Fuck, you look so cute all fucked out like this... We should do this more often [Name]."

Your body felt numb, and limp. It felt so warm to, the hot from Slenderman's seed spread through you.

It took a moment before he was done. He had trouble pulling out though. You were very tight now, something all Slenderbeings did when they got their fill. It was a way to keep it all inside.

He pulled out, finally, your cunt actually closing up. He pulled you down, level with him.

He was gentle in pulling you up. And slow.

Your legs were completely jelly. You couldn't even stand with them.

He picked you up though. Bridal style.

"Looks like someone's too tired for a bath..."

You were pretty much asleep in his arms.

You inquisitively whimpered feeling warmth cover you.

You felt him cuddle up with you. Ah, you were in a bed, under some blankets.

"Sleep well, [Name]... I love you, my pretty mate.."

One of his hands stroked your cheek.

"L...love you too..."

You fell asleep in his arms, wrapped up in eachother.

[mydairpercabeth]

making Hades a sassy king who just wants to be left out of his family drama was genius

[stromer]

and thirdly, i didn't want him to beat me up

[trek-tracks]

Starfleet Therapist: So what do we do when our ex won't speak to us

Kirk: Draft them out of retirement back into military service under my command

Starfleet therapist: nO

(this is a joke, obviously. Kirk would never go to therapy)

[breadandblankets]

there's something about nickname drift that always gets me, so it starts like this:

steph call duke a pineapple one time, duke retaliates by calling her aubergine, then he calls her eggplant, then finally just "egg", steph calls him "pine" and eventually just starts calling him different tree varieties

this culminates with duke calling on the comms "this is tree boy paging egg" (babs, who hasn't run day shift comms for a fat second has to be like uhhh come again) this is their little inside joke when its just them and eventually when they run into each other at GothU

[nelkcats]

Invocation to the wrong deity

Diana needed help, but it was a burden that fell on her, since the danger was on Themyscira. She wasn't going to bother her companions with a personal problem so she didn't inform the League.

Or at least, she didn't think to ask for help until she realized that she required an experienced mage to perform a summoning. She could ask Zatana for help but she was on a journey, and Constantine was not an option. With a sigh she decided to contact Captain Marvel.

Her partner agreed to help her immediately, and with much reluctance on her mother's part (no one was happy with the Captain's participation but they accepted it) they managed to perform the summoning. Just in time, because one of the "evils" from Pandora's box had landed on their land.

Unfortunately, instead of summoning their old guide "Pandora", someone else appeared. A teenager in a star-spangled cloak looking around excitedly. Of course, no one was happy with such a development.

Except the summoned one, Danny was happy to leave his meeting with the Observants, the excuse of the summoning was always convenient.

[barghest-land]

kissed by a bullet

[190729]

St. Nicholas Day Wolfwood Wednesday!!

trimaxification (plus scrapped wips of some other frames under the cut)

there were just too many things i wanted to change around for these to match nightow's hip forward/hunched poses

they'd probably have ended up very close to these panels, and at that point it'd be more like a manga redraw rather than a trimax style anime redraw

[whore-for-chris-evans]

The thing about Captain America: Civil War is that it's part of a trilogy about one specific man named Steve Rogers. Therefore it is supposed to be about Steve Rogers and primarily from his perspective.

It's the episode right after CATWS, and the story is supposed to directly tie in with the events of CATWS. It's hilarious (= enraging) how people just seem to conveniently overlook that little detail while talking about (or rather, shitting on) Steve's decisions and actions.

When you see him argue against the accords, you're supposed to actually remember that the government was infiltrated in the previous Cap movie and it was only two years ago. And that Steve was right in the middle of the fray.

When you see him trying to save the other supersoldiers, you're supposed to correlate that to him discovering the Winter Soldier and as shown in the last scene of CATWS, finding out everything Hydra did to Bucky.

When Steve says "He's my friend," you're supposed to remember Bucky falling from the train in CATFA, and 2014!Steve saying "even when I had nothing, I had Bucky." And you're supposed to empathise with the scrawny kid from Brooklyn who had no one but James Bucky Barnes in his corner. You're supposed to remember that Bucky would, and did follow this scrawny kid into the jaw of death.

Every single thing he does/says has a background in the previous two movies.

Now you might say "yeah but so does Tony-" yeah and tell me something, is it called "Iron Man: Civil War"? Or "Avengers: Civil War"?

Saying Steve's the bad guy in his own fucking movie is you completely missing the entire point of all three of the movies with him in the title.

Edit: I've noticed that this post is gaining a lot of traction. I'd like to introduce you (if you haven't been to my blog before) to a protest my friends and I are trying to set into motion called #ReleaseStuckyCWScene. The details to the original post are here, and the petition that you can sign to show your support is below. Please consider signing it and reblogging the original posts more.

[creatively-cosmic]

submas designs

[unikron-kitten-kat]

could we get some slenderman x male reader. i want to know about your take on him and the whole incubation process and how he can turn people into a slender aswell!! thank you ヾ(≧▽≦*)o

OH my Zalgo hai! of course you can!! XD

Sorry this took so long! I had to redo it all bcs I missread your ask xd, but here it is!!

Slenderman x male reader part two

Tws: Cannibalism mentioned; blood; tentacles; transformation[Slenderman turns reader into a slender]; Slenderman; knife and wounds

Dis is long :>

His Dearest

Søme øf Me, Øne of Us

It wasn't fair really. Your boss was so damn pretty. It didn't help he basically glowed in the moonlight.

While.. Sane and "normal" people would scream and run, or in the case of your.. Co-workers, be wary of your boss, you were drawn to him.

Something was pulling you in. His claws had sunk into the threads of your heart and yanked on them, throwing you against him, leaving you at his mercy.

He knew this too. He knew what he did to you. He took advantage of that, in small ways though. He had plans for you, and he didn't need them ruined.

The others saw.

The others noticed.

They noticed his... Blatant favouritism.

Toby was ticked off by this. Masky and Hoodie were so very pissed.

Nobody had ever outshone them in Slender's eyes. Ever. They were the ones he worked on the longest! Or so they thought.

They heard him talking about you to Zalgo. About how he had spent much longer on you than those three. When he apparently didn't even need to.

He had been with you for ages. Taking on the guise of an imaginary friend while you were young, then guiding you away from your home, your parents and 'friends', as Slender sneared the word, when things started drowning you.

It was hardly junior high when he finally got you to follow him away.

Still. No matter how hard and how long he supposedly worked on you, they hated it. They hated not being in the spotlight. Especially when it came to Slender.

You had to work so damn hard to be in Slender's favor, and being in his favor, you had so. Many. Advantages. So many!

And here you were, a complete and total outsider to them, obliviously stealing the spotlight.

The others started talking about you when you and Slender weren't around.

They called you his pet.

His toy. A baby-faced plaything.

Such harsh nicknames.

And they used to be mean. Until you started telling Slender about their behavior towards you. They stopped. Some of the weaker bullies turned tail when they saw you. They didn't think Slender would get that angry at them.

It was all fun and games after all!

The smarter ones did not engage in the bullying banter though. They knew what would happen. All they did was toss you the side eye when you came into the room.

Anywho.

To those in favor of Slenderman were gifted a huge bonus. A portion of his power to have, and grow more powerful with. This grew the power they were given, making them, and subsequently Slender, stronger.

You were just about to get this power. Lucky bastard.

He had guided you away from the Manor. Said he didn't want any interruptions.

He stood facing away from you. His back to you.

After a short moment, he turned back around, now holding something.

A squirming something.

A writhing something.

"Wh... What is that Boss?"

He hummed.

"This, [Name],, is what I use to.. Transfer a portion of my power to those select few I deem worthy of such a gift.. And... The only way they are able to absorb this is through 'eating' it... The only way they could absorb some of me.."

He knelt in front of you. Bringing the.. Slug of slime up to your face. It wasn't wiggling quite as aggressively as it was brought up to you. He couldn't help but inwardly chuckle at the dark blush now dusting your cheeks.

"Open."

You did.

It lunged down your throat. It squirmed its way down. You choked, gasped, wheezed as it wormed its way down. You had doubled over.

It dissolved into you. At least that's what it felt like. An overwhelming wave of.. Warm? And strength and just.. Raw power.

Your vision went black for a moment.

When you regained yourself, you were shaking. Slender was keeping you from falling to the ground. You deserved that much and more he thought.

You were gasping for the breath you lost when the slimy slug had invaded it.

Your head hurts. Your vision pulsed black. You hands are now really hurting. Your body jolted with a sudden wave of pain.

Then it was over.

Your hands were different. Your forearms were white, a webby skin fading over your own, fading to black at your finger tips where claws now ebbed a sickly green.

"Hmmm..."

Your attention was brought to Slender. He was circling you, observing what his essence changed in you. Your face hurt. You rubbed it. You groaned, your body was so sore now.

You felt.. Things on your back. You turned to look.

Huh.

Guess you have spidery tentacles now.

"Not... As drastic as some... Previous hosts. But intriguing none the less."

You most certainly felt different. Completely. Sure you still had human skin, and you still had some of yourself, but certain parts of you had been altered.

"These... Altercations can be expanded apon... A cadaver.. For something more..."

He trailed off. Lost in thought almost. His voice was so alluring..

"No, not yet. I will give you time to rest and adjust to these changes before doing anything more drastic."

"Do... Does this always? Change others?" You had to ask.

"Not always. Sometimes their strengths weren't enough to build off of, or they just weren't compatible."

"Wh.. What happened if they weren't compatible?"

He sighed. It was a heavy sigh. As if he had regrets.

"They'd perish. Masky and Hoodie almost weren't compatible enough. They almost expired. Ah, well, nothing I can change about the compatibility..."

You looked back at your hands. The webby white skin was uneasy to look at.

"You however...", You looked back up to your Boss, "were very much compatible. I have never yet seen my raw magic modify a Proxie into a Slender cadaver yet..."

"Cadaver?"

"Yes. With your transformation you now have the ability to become one of us, [Name], a Slender yourself..."

He grabbed your arm and examined it closer.

"And by the looks of your skin and claws.... More particularly your skin, you have the potential to be an Arachnae of sorts. That breed of Slender is... Rather powerful. Definetly more magically potent than I could ever hope to be.."

He examined your hands to, the sickly green glow seeming to course through your veins.

"Why... Why is my arm glowing like that??"

He huffed a chuckle at the worry in your tone.

"Must just be the colour of your new magic, [Name]."

He held your hands like that for a moment. His touch was warm.. You couldn't keep looking at him. His attention was always something you craved.

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"Well, with that done", he stood.. So tall, "let's head back to the Manor and get warmed back up, it is cold out here, no?"

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When you two did get back, he led you directly to his office. A few of the others saw you. Some did double takes. Others glared with envy.

He looked at something, a screen maybe.

"Of course..."

You saw.. A warbly image across a black sludgy smudge on the wall. Like a security camera, almost.

It was images of Toby and a couple other Proxies you saw, those couple trying to hold Toby back as he kicked through Slender's door. He seemed pissed from the looks of the 'camera', throwing his axes down on the floor, and kicking at it, then storming out the door, fuming.

"He was trying to.... Interrupt me..."

Slender's tone was dangerous.

"I will be... Having a talk with him after dinner tonight... In the meantime, I have some work to get done. [Name]? Could you stay in here with me? I'd appreciate the company.."

"Uh.. Sure."

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Toby... Did not look well, let's just say, and he avoided you like the plague. He'd get a lot more twitchy if he was 'forced' into prolonged contact with you. A lot more... Scared.

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Now it has been about a year since you recieved your new power and magic. As you trained with it, and unlocked new abilities in accordance to your gift, you felt it growing inside you. Probably what the others meant when they felt they were nothing but inccubators. But you?

You felt... Alive, to be honest. A lot more alive than you could have ever felt. Your magic, it ebbed and flowed inside you..

It made you feel so good!

Hunting down your assigned victims was so much fun now! With your new agility, flexibility, magic!?

Oh how badly, oh how disgutingly, horridly bad you now want to see the horror, the absolute terror on their faves when you were done with them!

How lively you feel! How fucking good you feel! How euphoric...

Though, it appeared to Slender, it was physically impossible for you to be driven made by this new influx of power.

And, to be honest, he felt you were ready for your.. Next stage. Soon.

With Slender, you noticed small things he did before were.. More. His touch would linger longer on your shoulder, he'd find ways, excuses, to touch you. To let his hands roam. You swear he purposefully traveled his hands down and up to grope your crotch and your pecs. Squeezed even.

He also seemed to be much more enthusiastic to be more one-on-one with you, often making the excuse of giving you a solo mission, just to be in the same room with you, alone.

He.. Smelled different too. Probably was your heightened senses, but he smelled different from what you remember before your gift was given.

He smelled heavily of the forest after a calming rain, he smelled of coffee, black coffee at that, he had a hint of copper behind him. There was one other smell you couldn't place, one of.. A raw somthing. Almost as if you could.. Smell his magic?

And sometimes he would smell very, very sweet. Sometimes it was overwhelming how strongly of sweet he smelled. He seemed a lot more.. Husky, dominating towards you only, and he was fidgety when he smelled like this too. His tones and what he'd do when he smelled like this made you weak in the knees.. And it made you hard. So hard.

He even sat you in his lap, or you'd wake up in his bed being spooned by him when you slumbered in yours first, or he'd have you behind or next to him in random scenarios.

You were falling helplessly for him even deeper than you had in the beginning.

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You had just recently finished killing your most recent.. Target. Blood was decorating you. He watched you go feral over them. He watched you eat them.... It set. Him. Off. In a good way.

You stumbled out of the backdoor to the house, wiping off some of the blood on your face with your sleeve.

You gasped, jumping as you were grabbed by both shoulders.

It was just Slender.

One of his hands came up to slide over you cheek, holding it.

"So... Pretty..."

His voice was barely a whisper. You blushed deeply at the comment, your cheeks seeming to glow.

He held you like this for a while it seemed.

"Well.", he stood, "I think it is time now. Time for you to become one of us.. A Slender.."

You inhaled deeply.

"Really?"

"Yes, [Name]."

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He had brought you back to the plave where he originally gifted you a portion of his power to grow stronger with.

"Hmph... You have.. Never disappointed me.. Never let me down.. Never... Disobeyed me... Never gave me trouble.."

He turned to you.

"The others... However..."

He trailed off, leading to a pause. He seemed fixed on something.

He closed the gap between you two.

"You have... Such big eyes..."

Your arms tightened at your sides.

"... Hm... Well, let's get on with it shall we?"

He had a hand folded behind its back, which was now revealed to hold a very intricately patterned knife. Ot looked cermonial almost, and it had a whispy magic floating around in its onyx coloured blade.

"My people craft these knives to help halflings such as yourself progress into the final stages of their transformation, lest their new blood rip their body apart from the inside..."

He crouched down, taking on of your arms in one of his four hands, using another hand to scrunch up your sleeve and his.

"The... Activation, I suppose, of the final stage to your transformation requires the blood of a Pureling, such as myself, spilling into a wound of the halfling..."

And with that, he cut a line into your and his wrists. He held his over yours, his dark inky blood trickling onto your wound, staining your grayish blend at the wrist darker.

It tooke a hot minute, but your body seemed to finally register what happened, because your wrist started burning. It hurt so bad. It had tears immediately blurring your vision, you doubling over as the excruciating sensation swam up your arm and through your body.

He held you to him though. His arms were wrapped around you as you painfully transformed. And you couldn't currently hear him over how painful your body was, the pain blackening your eyesight and closing of your hearing, but he was whispering hushed comforts into your ear.

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It was thirty minutes of you sobbing into him, your body felt on fire inside and out as you swore your bones broke and snapped back into a different order, growing new ones, and new arms ripping out of your sides as your rib cage expanded to accomodate new internal and external additions.

When you finally came to, he was holding you, his lower hands stroking up and down your sides, and one was holding your head to his chest as he held you close to comfort you through your pain. You were still gasping painful, raspy, shakey breaths. Everything currently hurt. Everything, even your new additions.

You were apparently clutching his suit. You didn't want to let go.

You felt his blank mouth rest on your head. Like a kiss. You responded by curling up into him, and whimpering at how much it hurt to move.

"Oh, come here [Name], its alright.. Your done now.."

His voice was lulling, soothing, like he altered it with his magic. He pulled you in closer, wrapping his form around you, offering his warmth to help sooth your sore and achy body.

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You two stayed like this for a while. He knew how much it hurt. One of his cousins is a halfling, product of a one-sided affair between their human mother and Slender father. He had watched his cousin writhe and scream. Nobody comforted him. Except him and his brothers. He thinks it was because nobody else knew how to help.

After your tears ran dry, he asked if you could stand with him. It took a bit, your legs wobbling excessively, but you managed.

Wow. You were almost as tall as him now. Your legs ached like they just went through a growth spurt, and they very much did.

You had to lean on him for support though.

You gasped, feeling a very strange but good sensation. You turned your head to look. His smooth, cold, inky, buggy tentacles were intertwining with your webby, whispy ones.

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He guided you off him, holding your shoulders as he took in your new form.

You had markings. Black ones tracing along your webby skin, swirly and curvy, some wrapping around new curves to your body. Some faded to a gold colour at their tips, and all had your green magic flowing through them.

Your tentacles had curvy patterns with the same gold and magic wrapping around them.

And your eyes... Your eight eyes were bewitching to him, your sclera now a deep emerald, with gold swirling over it, merging into a shiny pupil that glittered in the moonlight.

You heard him inhale deeply.

"Wow...."

"S..sir?"

"Please, [Name], use my real name for once... Aiden."

"Eh...?"

"Fuck your gorgeous...."

You sharply inhaled at the realization you were now probably naked. You panicked a bit. What if your... Huh. Well.. Apparently Slender dicks don't just dangle. It looks like you have some sort of... Pouch thingy? You saw what looked like flaps keeping your genitals hidden from prying eyes anyway. What do they look like now? Do you have more than one dick? You didn't feel more than one dick... You did feel.. Very small tentacles in there though...

He chuckled at your panic though, holding you tighter.

Your eyes were bigger.

"Don't worry [Name].... Not like this is the first time I have seen you without clothes..."

You, gasped, and blushed, the colour completely covering your face as soon as yoi processed what he said, your hands tightening their grip on his arms. You turned your head.

He chuckled at you again.

"I think... This was a... Successful transformation.. What about you?"

He let go of you, looking you up and down again, realizing your legs came to an almost point, them ending in a hoof-like structure that wasn't its own thing, not like a horse or cow, but like a continuation of your leg. Though, he new what that type of leg was capable of, as his cousin Trenderman was a Satyr Slender, one that had traits of 'goats' and 'deer' from their world, and those animals had very thin legs that were full of sheer power. He saw 'goats' launch predators up to 30 feet away with a single kick.

"Hm.."

His hands came back up to rest at your hips and sides.

"I think we need to change up your wardrobe now, don't we?"

You stiffened in embarrassment, feeling his gaze rake up and down your new body.

You felt... Better. More powerful, most certainly, your senses were heightened again, and it hurt to have all of your eyes opened at once because each pair had a different mode of vision, one pair having infrared, etc.

"Your perfect...."

He whispered.

You shuddered at the complement.

Slender breathly chuckled.

"Oh, the others are going to be.... Very jealous of you.. Aren't they? Especially when they hear how I'll be treating you in a few months when you get used to this new body....."

The implications, and his low and husky tone had your entire body lighting up, with fires of embarrassment flaring through you.

Slender stepped closer to you, leaning down just enough to be able to bury his face into your neck. You inhaled sharply. Something weird pulsed where he had his mouth. It made you want to tilt your head and push you neck into his mouth.

You saw his back shake from a shudder passing through his body.

You heard tearing before his long, wide, wet, cold tongue licked over the pulsing spot. You gasped at the action, your body tensing, you pushing yourself into him, and burying your face into him.

He made a satisfied noise.

One of his hands came up to hold the side of your head, and he removed his face from your neck.

"You felt that? That feeling in your neck, [Name]?"

You nodded, making a humming sound.

"I see..."

Another hand held your chin.

His face was very close to yours.

His fingers rubbed over your hidden mandibles.

His other hands wrapped around your hips and waist, pulling your body as flush to his as he could get you.

The pale green that was now your blood made your cheeks glow with blush again, your eyes wider at the closeness.

He tilted his head.

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And he kissed you.

The surprise of the kiss, the touch of your flat slates against each other, prompted your mouth to open, and he took that chance to slide his tongues into your mouth.

His tentacles wrapped around yours again, his hands moving to wrap around you as he hugged you to him.

You melted into him.

He tastes like wine. And black licorice. Maybe a hint of twizzler in there.

When he broke the kiss, a thick trail of saliva hung between your tongues, you taking a few deep breaths before he kissed you again.

His tongues wrapped around yours, yours now longer, you had about three maybe, but his were bigger, and more skilled, obviously.

His tongues went to the back of your throat, and explored your whole mouth, leaving no inch of it unexplored. even wrapped around the mandibles hidden in your mouth, which you found to be sensitive, the touch of his tongues wrapping around them made you moan into the kiss.

He pulled away for the last time, you holding onto him for support again, gasping deeply for breath.

"Tasty...."

"Gorgeous....."

He grabbed your chin, to make you look at him with your droopy eyes and open mouth desperately catching your breath.

"Mine..."

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