Slime Lost the Bet

 

Slib's eyes closed as he felt the Lump Wizard's cock rub against his lips. An acrid odor that could best be described as "boot socks dipped in vomit wrapped in rotten bacon" fully assaulted the poor slime's smell.  Slib opened his mouth to yelp a protest and suddenly found his mouth full of the lump  wizard's staff.    

The taste, it oozed through Slib's body without the buffer of organs to slow down is malign effects. Every last part of the poor little slimes body "tastes" the rotting drakee meat-like taste of lump wizards festering junk.  Slib can  not even remember what evil series of events lead to his being used by for the lump wizards impure pleasures.    

As the lump wizard gazed down at Slib's handiwork with his creepy vacant smile  and his hand resting on Slib's head started to clench,  there were two things  that were far too clear in the little slime's head. First, the slime lost both  the bet and his oral virginity.  Lastly and quite literally, the lump wizards  cum spurting up through Slib's translucent body.