I am still so amazed by the powers I got with this skinsuit of a slime.
At first, when the suit morphed with me, I became a gooey version of myself, unable to maintain my shape.
Hopefully, I could always take the suit off to revert the process.
But in the meantime, my cute yoga instructor came into my flat, and I think nothing of this would have happened if she wasn’t about to scream…
I wouldn’t have probably jumped on her to try to calm her, and unexpectedly merge with her, my slimy shape entering her by every possible hole, as if she were a sponge.
And now here I am, in her body.
I won’t complain, she is cute, and I realized she became the suit itself, that I could now take off as easily as before.
Only difference…I didn’t remember her being so…bubbly as if she were half slime.
I can’t complain much either…for the time I dreamed about playing with this perfect butt, I can now run some fingers on her vagina…and looking at myself doing it through her yoga pant is making me wet down there…
The only missing thing is…nice…being slimy has its perk, making her tits grow to my liking.
Oh gosh, those next yoga lessons are about to get really…hot ~
