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</a><b> Paradise City, USA - Zìyóu / Slime creature</b><br/><br/>The toaster Bentley threw hit the small puddle of green that was at the feet of the being, who saw herself losing grip on the woman she had held under herself. The green goop meant that the woman who had been rescued and pushed aside was practically shoved into the blue-haired korean girl. Zìyóu did not let the creature continue to move her around, however, and bent her arms so that both biceps were firmly stuck against her sides and formed a perfect 90° angle with the forearm and the balled fists. A haze-like effect surrounded her for a moment, as she unleashed her aura: a process which made her hair flutter even though the wind was not blowing. Several small drops of that liquid that were still on the ground started to float, as the heroine was suddenly an immovable object stuck in place, floating five or so inches above the floor.<br/><div class="bbImageWrapper bbImageAligned--right lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/WCDwLG6.png" title="WCDwLG6.png">
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</div><br/><br/>While she concentrated on doing that, though, the green slime-thing chuckled in amusement- at least until the lemurian mashed her mouth on those gooey lips. The slimegirl was no slouch when it came to an in-depth frenching and she was specifically built for these situations: her tongue was the most delicious part of her, the one laden with the most potent aphrodisiac of her body: even with the stench surrounding them as a result of GiGi's blow-torch like cutting power, the only thing that could be smelled in a feet radius from the slime's mouth was chamomile and honey. Linden would quickly find out just how strong this mind-altering liquid was that the slime had instead of saliva, as she had to put in more effort than usual to manipulate her own mood- if she wanted to do so at all, that is.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(242, 174, 223)">"Thank you!"</span>Zìyóu told the lemurian, as she grabbed the woman she'd taken the place of.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(242, 174, 223)">"Good job GiGi!"</span>She also told the crimson heroine, as she started to shift in the air, given that there was no tentacle clutching her ankle anymore, trying to reel her in: it had been cut by the blaze-blade of her friend. Clutching the naked victim closely, she then used her flight power to move up and out of the window at some comfortable thirty feet per second. Soon enough, she had the first and closest victim of the slime girl out of the lighthouse restaurant, having deposited her on some soft-looking grass nearby. Giving the woman a once-over to check for any injuries or pressing emergencies, she was satisfied that she only had a minor scrape on her elbow but for the rest she would recover, most likely. A few people that had evacuated outside when it all began approached and kept the woman company while the korean heroine flew back in for another round.<br/><br/>The goo girl counter-attacked with everything she had, but was pushed back by the limurian's much more vast experience. So she tried step two, with her slick hands sliding around the outside of her thighs until the warm digits groped that silky smooth bubble butt and sunk into her cheeks even with these rubber-like fingers. The goo-girl spread that ass, giving everyone a good view of both Linden's holes before two tendrils rose from between their legs; the rounded tips caressed the pale thighs of the blue-haired quasi-heroine and slowly but surely started to slither their way to that pale-pink pussy and slightly darker star.<br/><br/>Even with this distraction, however, a few more tentacles of goo formed and moved as if they had their own brain, making a grab for some of the closest humans who had not yet been saved...