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</div>The two of them arrive at the Obelisk, walking over the quaint wooden bridge to get there, while they continue their conversation.<br/>An enormous crowd is milling around excitedly. At least half the Village had to be here in some capacity.<br/><br/>The arena was  elevated at head height above the heads of the crowd on wooden scaffolding, giving everyone a clear view or the wooden stage. Center of the stage was a sturdy glass case. You could tell it was sturdy from all the fingernail scratches that covered the inside of it.<br/><br/>"Ladies of the Audience, may I have your attention." Boomed the executioner on stage, a burly woman wearing leather armour that actually covered all of her exposed areas; an ostentatious  display of wealth that mere mortals could not hope to enjoy themselves. Executioner's were always well rewarded, and the job was reasonably cushy for anyone of significant skill, so the competition for the job was fierce, usually lethal, and held at least once a year on stage as a public deathmatch.<br/><br/>"Today, for your viewing pleasure, we have one prisoner made available for the wise judgement of the citizens of Genkysou Village."<br/>The crowd boo's loudly as  a young, bound and gagged girl with pretty pink-dyed flowing hair is dragged to be displayed to the pumped up audience, naked as the day she was born. She has neatly trimmed pubic hair that doesn't match her top, and a set of small, but well formed breasts that just large enough to fit in one hand. Everyone could tell she was some Noble's daughter, because perched on her nose were a set of Red rimmed spectacles: almost the sole purview of the excessively wealthy.<br/><br/>"It is alleged that on the 15th day of the month of Wo'Dan, Morgan Kelly did wilfully refuse to copulate with a man, to whom she was promised to be wed as first wife, by arrangement by both party's legal maritors."<br/>The booing increased in volume.<br/>"This event was witnessed by the victim's prime mistress, and now current fiancee, and seconded by the victim himself."<br/>The girl struggled on stage, even as merchants hawked drinks and snacks to the murderously ravenous crowds.<br/>"The Village Leader has found her to be guilty of this crime,by  and leaves the punishment to the verdict of the crowd."<br/><br/>The crowd takes this as its sign, and as if in magical unison, they begin to chant with such a great regularity, that it can only be understood as ritual.<br/>"Death... Death... Death... Death.. Death... Death... Death... Death..."<br/><br/>"SO THE WILL OF THE PEOPLE HAS BEEN HEARD."<br/>The executioner grabs Morgan roughly into an embrace by her shoulder and crotch, and yanks out her gag, and removes her binds before slamming her into the wall of the glass cage, and locking the vault behind her.<br/><br/>"Nooooo." She screams.. "It wasn't like that.....I didn't... I was just a bit nervous... I wasn't...."<br/><br/>"SHALL WE LET THE FRIGID BITCH HAVE IT?" roared the executioner to the crowd, who just raised the volume of their chant in eager response.<br/>"Death... Death... Death... Death.. Death... Death... Death... Death..."<br/><br/>"LET THE EXECUTION COMMENCE."<br/>the crow fell silent in anticipation. you could literally hear a pin drop, as they all held their breath, wondering what today's spectacle would be.<br/><br/>From a great gate to the south, three City Guards carrying a round metal container emerged. They hauled it up above the Glass chamber and screwed it onto a holder. almost immediately the container opened and poured its slimy blue contents into the cell. Morgan sidestepped the mess, not knowing what it really was. The jelly like mass jiggled at her feet and began to rise up to her height. It stretched and contorted until a vaguely human form could be seen in its gelatinous mass. then as swiftly as it had entered, it solidified and changed form...<br/>Suddenly there were two Morgan Kelly's standing, screaming at each other in the confined space.<br/><br/>If you hadn't been paying close attention, you wouldn't know which one was which... but of course, only one would be leaving the cage alive...<br/>"Gods, get me out of here, pleeeeaase....!!!!" one of the two yelled<br/>"It's pretending to be meeeeee.!!!!" replied the other.<br/>for almost 10 minutes the charade went on, as the slime tried to coerce its freedom by pretending to be the condemned, and the Real Morgan Kelly begged for her life, to be released from the monster who had taken her likeness and was going to take her life.<br/><br/>In the end though, something had to give<br/>Morgan 1 yelled. "That's it... I give in.. I can't do this anymore." and she threw up her arms and screamed. "Just fucking eat me already..."<br/>Morgan 2 ran to the front of the cell and pounded on the glass screaming<br/>"I'm the real one.... gods... I'm the real one...<br/>Morgan 1 just smiled and wrapped her arms around Morgan 2, pushing her sweaty naked body hard up against the glass, reaching down to spread her legs apart.<br/>"I know darling, but those fucking humans want a show, and you know... it's not everyday we get to put on a show in front of thousands of prey who are demanding it." The fake Morgan liquefied into her blue gel form and squeezed the real Morgan harder against the clear wall of her prison.<br/>Eating you is going to be great.... but there's no Irony in that... I think... a criminally frigid bitch like you should go out getting raped by an enormous cock. Now how big are human cocks again?"<br/>Her gel was beginning to stiffen out from her aqueous pussy folds into something altogether masculine.<br/>what was it again.. four inches? no... that's gotta be too small... Ten inches., sounds like it might be respectable... for a baby Hellhound..." The size of her proto-penis morphed to match each size she mentioned.<br/>"But for a worthless, miserable woman like you, who couldn't even procreate when it was handed to her on a platter... I gotta fuck you with something respectable... How does a good thick 30 inches of cock sound to you?" Her slime phallus extended into something obscenely large.<br/>Morgan tried to cover her ripe little pussy with her hands as she imagined the rod tearing into her.<br/>"Nooooo.. I'm still a  Viiiiirerrrgin... Iii Dooon't waaaaant iiiit toooooo huuuuuurttttt."<br/>"Oh, honey" the slime condescended to her as it pulled her hands away and lined up it's oversized dick with her petite little entrance. "It always hurts the first time."<br/>And with that, the Slime Mimic opened her up and pushed her down the entire length of the giant monster log.<br/>Morgan's eyes bulged comically and she tried to wiggle her way back up off the schlong, even as blood dripped down it. She looked like she was going to say something, but all that came out of her mouth saw a shriek that was halfway between ecstasy and agony.<br/>"Now being filled to the brim with a decent size is good and all... but  I'm a woman too.... well sometimes.. and I know that you need a little, something else to get off don't you." The slime reached down started rubbing her clitoris with a free appendage that morphed into something that resembled a tentacle and a feather duster melted together."<br/>Morgan squeaked like a rusty door-hinge as the slime kept the steady pace of rubbing and toying. Nobody could have made out whether it was a happy squeak, or one of sheer useless desperation.<br/>"What can I say? I like playing with my food."<br/>The pink haired beauty started to squirt a little from between her cute folds of skin, and over the slime's thoroughly hilted, and pumping engorgement."<br/><br/>"Hmmm... you like that?.... gooood.... my turn to have fun now...:<br/>and with that, Morgans pussy and back began to smoke something awful, and it convulsed furiously around the acid appendage deep inside her.<br/>"uuuuuughhh... Uuuuuuuuuugh... Uuuuugh." She groaned in short bursts with each thrust of the fiery hot stick, her mouth and tongue lolling open uselessly. The Slime Mimic took the opportunity to steal a long steaming french kiss, twirling its tongue around hers, giving the crowds a clear view through its transparent jaws. A string of sticky drool linked them as the Slime mimic pulled away from the quickly blistering lips and tongue of the digesting girl.<br/>"Oh Yes... you are just delicious, you are. I know its a little late, but let me get to second base." teased the Slime as it pried her perfect round squashed titties away from the glass and into its melting hands. Her skin burned away from her erect nipples, revealing bumpy layers of fat below, as the slime fully enveloped her as she squirmed and kicked in frustration.<br/>Her skin flayed from her jiggling body and melted into the creature in splashes of red ink. Bubbles of air escaped her tortured throat as she gasped for air when the beast enclosed around her head with its own clear facsimile.<br/><br/>Neatly wrapped around her victim with a thin layer of slime, the Mimic fine-tuned its appearance slightly to better match the contours of Morgans body, even as the real thing decayed into a mass of muscles and fat. Her eyes popped into a gelatinous goop, even as her belly dumped her glistening guts<br/>"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugggggghhhhhhhhh!" screamed the thing that used to be Morgan, even as the monster that was taking her place stretched out and took a testing walk around the cube, feeling out how her new form worked. Her body was puppetted in to bends, and kicks, and sexy handstands... all clearly for the crowd's enjoyment; this monster was clearly enjoying the response they gave, Roaring loudly in approval.<br/><br/>"Don't worry, you stupid little Girl, its almost over... Time to die."<br/>Morgan didn't answer, her ruined body was too busy convulsing wildly inside, her chest had little more than a heart and lungs keeping her going at this stage.<br/><br/>The slime Mimic squeezed her thighs, and put on a sexy pose, whilst moaning erotically and kicking up her leg. Shortly afterwards, the last of Morgan disintegrated inside the creature, leaving only her picked clean skeleton and glasses, still floating in blue Morgan shaped goop.<br/><br/>The Slime solidified its form around her bones, and blew the audience a kiss, looking every bit as real as Morgan had. "And that Ladies... is why your entire species is our food. Now don't you forget it. "<br/><br/>The crowd broke into a riotous applause... and the Exectioner impossibly somehow managed to yell over the top of them.<br/>"THE WILL OF THE PEOPLE HAS BEEN DONE!"<br/><br/><br/>The three guards tilted the  slime back into her canister by rotating the entire assembly around 180 degrees... then they rotated the lock around to release it... but by some level of impossibles, or perhaps a little intentional corrosion on the lock, it didn't go in fully, and the slime immediately slipped out, skeleton and all. Five spears pierced through it harmlessly, as it flowed through then, transforming fast into the likeness of one of the guards. In the momentary confusion, it back-flipped into the audience and changed again, vanishing in the throng...<br/><br/><br/>After a short burst of panic, the crowds calm down, realising that the slime has been fed and will have no need to hunt immediately. But, as they all begin to leave, a tall black woman walking past turns to send a wicked smile at Luth and Ora... a woman wearing familiar cute red spectacles.<br/><br/>And then she was gone, disappeared into the hum rythm of the street full of bodies, leaving Luth and Ora alone to wonder.