The Slime

This one The Force of Shadow unleashed my inner warrior because it embodies the essence of dark power and mysterious allure. This deep, nearly black slime flows with an uncontainable energy, transforming me into an unassailable force of nature. Like an elixir from a shadowy realm, The Force of Shadow cloaks me in an otherworldly shield of strength and protection.

As I pour it over my skin, it glides effortlessly, leaving behind a shimmering, temporary stain that forms a sleek, black armor. It covered me in a lustrous, dark veil, resembling a formidable hero from a fantasy world gleaming, enigmatic, and slightly menacing.

The Outfit

Of course, the outfit had to be all white; anything else would not have been forgiven by The Essence of Shadow. After all, its power possesses a destructive element that demands to be lived! It's certainly not for the faint-hearted and exacts its toll in the form of a delicate, lightweight summer wrap blouse, its tiny folds and cords just waiting to be engulfed in the black, sinister slime, swallowed up and distorted beyond recognition. Of course, the same fate awaits the little white lace G-string and the cute knee-highs with a heart pattern! They must first be destroyed and annihilated so that the power can fully unfold...

The contact with The Essence of Shadow is undeniable and irreversible. It is a clear boundary crossing; to play with it means to sacrifice oneself.

The Plot

I'm sitting in a paddling pool, wearing my cute white outfit, and begin my contact with the mysterious substance by first taking one and then another big sip of the elixir that's in a bottle. But The Essence of Shadow is too strong. I have to open my mouth and allow the lslime to take me from this moment on. To flow over my skin, to transform me.

It runs down my cleavage, into the wrapped layers of my blouse, drips from the little white bow and into my mini thong. I move, twisting and turning to be touched everywhere by the slime. The Essence of Shadow drives me completely wild. I struggle for a few moments to stay dressed, but I can't stand it for long. I feel it quickly and clearly: This IS The Moment IN Which I Have TO Give Myself Completely Naked For The Very First Time.

And as soon as I pour it over my head and into my hair, the transformation was complete. I have never felt so powerful and unassailable when stark naked, it was magical!

I also have to say, I was really turned on by the feeling of only being covered by a thin layer of slime in my most intimate places and yet showing myself to the world! Whoop, whoop pure slut power!

The Style

provocative, challenging, explicit.