Slimy Explosions(Megumin Tg)

Lucas hadn't been back to Axel in months, the Town of Beginners not all that necessary to someone with a cheat item from a goddess. His special staff gave him a near inexhaustible source of mana that drew from the earth's energy and made him a formidable opponent across all battlefields. He was only passing through the town to help with defenses against an attack from the demon king, but given how worried the guild owner seemed about one of the local mobs, it was only right to help the people with their problem. Plus it would help to repay his debt to the nice people who had cared for him when he first arrived. It was just a mystery why no one wanted to deal with something as easy as "The Frog of New Beginnings."

The guild members looked surprised when he said he'd deal with it himself, though it wasn't like any of them were offering to help. There were some strange whispers though as he sipped on his cold Neroid after officially accepting the quest.

"Will one man be okay? Even parties avoid that."

"The Dustiness family sent their son a few years back and they said she hasn't been the same since."

"I mean it doesn't sound that bad being-"

"SHUT UP DUST!"

Well that was all rather worrying, but it was frogs, the lowest of the low level mobs. It couldn't be that hard for someone who had dusted manticores and demons before could it?

The next day he was off early, not wanting to tarry too much and eager to clear the town of its problems. To get them to come out he launched a small explosion, shaking the ground and upsetting the local animals as the telltale bumps of burrowed frogs rising dotted the clearing. It only took a fireball to take them out so it shouldn't be…

"Eh?"

There were a lot of bumps. An excessive amount, possibly a hundred popping up all at once as Lucas began launching fireballs, his player card logging kill after kill. Sure it was more than he expected, but it'd be fine as long as he kept-

SQLUISH

Turning, a great pink tongue was affixed to the top of his staff, wrapped around three times as an imposing looking frog larger than the others stared half out of the ground. Lucas frantically took out his player card, hoping to add some of his unused skill points to his strength stat only for his staff to go flinging out, the gift from the goddess sent flying somewhere in the distance as he now stood defenseless against the oncoming horde.

"E-Er wait that's not fair! Why are there so many of you?! Well I'll just go back to the guild and then we can- EEEEEK~!"

The same frog now had its tongue wrapped around Lucas, croaking happily while he struggled to get the strength stats he needed, unable to move his hands under the tight grip of its mucus covered tongue.

It was disgusting, his robes ruined, the slimy goo pouring through his clothes to leave his stomach covered in sticky fluids while his body felt half crushed by the elastic muscles of its tongue.Desperate now, Lucas writhed ineffectually against the smug looking frog, trying to reason with it since it seemed to have intelligence, hoping to avoid a terrible fate.

"Hey wait I can summon a bunch of bugs so don't-"

SCHLURP

There was a downside to having such a cheat item. Usually through leveling up, it was standard practice to split your skill points into your physical stats, and naturally with him being at a high level from all that monster hunting, he should have been more than strong enough to wriggle out of a frog. Except he kept forgetting, using his cheat as a crutch, always swearing he'd distribute them tomorrow meaning he was barely stronger than a level one adventurer, and with his Player Card inaccessible as it slid down the frog's throat, he was helpless to fight back.

"GAAAHH UGHH! TH-THIS IS DISGUSTING!!!"

The one saving grace was that frogs of this size didn't have the capacity to swallow someone whole and digest them. They had two entirely different sets of digestive tracts and like owls back on earth, anything they couldn't eat would be processed then spat back out. He wouldn't die at least, but as a downside it'd still be incredibly painful when he hit the stomach acid. Actually wait, wasn't there something special about these frog's digestive tracts? They were used for a really specific potion, one that he knew was dangerous, but couldn't quite remember as-

"URGH I CAN'T THINK IN THIS FUCKING DISGUSTING THING!"

He punched the side of its throat, cringing as a loud ribbit echoed, the muscular walls dripping with mucus as they rolled, dragging him deeper down the frog's body as his knees sunk below its lips. He was fully soaked, dripping with frog innards and guts as he tried to find a way out, wriggling like a fly in a spider's web and screaming, deciding he'd at least make the frog have an unpleasant meal if it was going to swallow him whole like this. It proved to be a really stupid idea as something gurgled from below, more sticky fluids coasting over him as his entire body was lubricated, a good mouthful shooting into his open mouth as his boots popped off his feet, the rest of his body sliding inside the frog as a weirdly sweet taste invaded his mouth.

He knew in some countries the innards of a frog were meant to be a delicacy, but this was absurd, the flavors weirdly coercive, Lucas having to actively hold himself back from swallowing more as it was like sour skittles, both sweet and tangy as it warmed him almost like a strong alcoholic beverage. What the hell was this feeling? It was warm and strong, sliding down his throat while coating it, making his lips buzz as they felt... thicker? They definitely smacked with less force and it kind of felt like he had used a few swirls of chapstick as of all things, a moan popped from his throat.

It was undeniably a pleasant feeling, but any brief respite from his situation was immediately undone by the tone of the moan, the pitch horrifying him as he began to make sounds. He couldn't touch it to feel what was going on, but the bits coating it were tingling stronger by the second, a faint burning accompanying the feeling of liquid sloshing down, each moan chirpier than the last.

"N-Noooooo~ s-staah- KFF KFF FUCK!"

Again some flecks of it popped in, his jaw now buzzing, the hinge of it rattling as it flexed and unflexed. The bone felt weirdly malleable as he slid further down the frog's throat, the spicy sweet flavor radiating from his stomach and moving to his cock.

He hated this, feeling his clothes starting to tear as the slightly acidic fluids ate through in patches, leaving his cock more and more exposed to the slime as it felt like it was gripping his manhood, warm and fluid as it rubbed up and down his hardened groin. Lucas had never heard of frogs having aphrodisiacs, and it made no sense to have something that made you feel good unless... w-was this a special part of digestion? Was it preparing him for something more than just being swallowed? As if to verify, vents opened in the muscles, coating his body in powder as the unmistakable feeling of magic surged into his bound body.

A chill ran through Lucas, suddenly remembering what the frog's digestive juices were used for, the infamous shop keeper in Axel always supplying herself with more of it even though no one ever wanted to buy it. It was a key ingredient in level reset potions, meant to bring you back to level one and strip you of most of your powers, a quick glance confirming this as his Player Card's numbers were going down, the acid melting his levels and strength away while sending him deeper into the belly of the beast. He wanted to cry, but moaned instead, his cloth dissolving to leave him naked and powerless against the muscled insides, his journey like that of a raw ingredient being put through a conveyor belt than digestion, his body cringing as his moans rose to a clearly feminine pitch.

How hadn't he heard about this? Was it because this frog was special? And why were his cries rising like that?! Wasn't it enough to be brought back to level one?! Apparently it was not as he fell into a small pit, squealing as digestive juices with nothing to guard him covered him fully.

It ran over his skin, electrifying it as his body hair was burnt away, crispy sounding crackles ripping or dissolving the follicles as his skin was stripped of all imperfections. It was like a twisted body scrub, burning through sunspots, peeling away the dead useless skin, revitalizing it all as his entire body turned impossibly smooth, his wriggling noticeably frictionless as the weird sensation of his hairless thighs rubbing against his now polished cock was even more arousing. Lucas tried thinking of grandmas and dead dogs and that shitty goddess who sent him here to try and fight back, not wanting to like this, not wanting to be a pervert. It didn't work, the juices bubbling to a froth as it covered his face, conditioning his hair into black fronds while his eyes stung, burning crimson as his head was glomped on by a muscled tube, crushing his features to femininity instantly.

It was a tight fit, and only getting tighter as he was pulled through, a warm coffin collapsing to fit his body and squeeze, the ridged insides pulsing as each one sent lubricated muscle slathering against his body, dragging him deeper as it turned from tight, to claustrophobic, to damn near suffocating as every exposed gap of flesh was being massaged and crushed. He was begging it to stop, cringing as every roll was especially felt on his cock, the hard jut rolling between the tightened crevices, his balls threatening to burst as it felt like he was being sucked off between the moist walls and his own hairless belly. Right as he thought he'd die, unable to take any more pressure, a torrent of fluids poured down, covering him in sickly sweet acids, his whole body erupting in an overload of sensitive shifts.

"AWAWAWAW N-NYOOOO HKK GRRK!"

He swallowed mouthfuls of the acidic mixture, groaning as he felt it burn down into his stomach, frothing as it spread out, the muscle in his belly feeling hot as it was encouraged to melt. He could feel himself getting weaker, his pain receptors melting as only pleasure was allowed to fill his twisting, shrinking form, his squeals impossible to stop as his stomach thinned. It felt like an intense hunger as his body ate its own muscle, fizzing away as his sides crinkled, an especially tight roll of muscle swelling as it pressed against his sides, buffing them and rounding them as his frame collapsed inwards with a pleased yelp, his writhing turning him on more than it hindered the process as his skeleton was beginning to sound like a cluster of snap dragons spitting. Either the frog's innards were going to give, or his body was, and Lucas was scared to know which one was about to happen.

"P-Please I can't OOOOH~ F-Faaahhhwwk~. I-I don't like this I don't like this I don't-"

CRICK PLRRP PLRRP SNP

"AGH AHHHHH GAAAAWD P-PLEASE I'M G-GONNA-"

His skeleton collapsed, not breaking, but more grinding down to a slimmer position, like all the air was crushed out as the tight fit became an easy slide. Lucas felt so tiny now, groaning as his cock felt massive on such a reduced body. Again the path grew tight, but this was just shaping, the walls gripping his arms, smothering them with repeated pulses as they shrank, refining them to girly, dainty things, Lucas bucking his hips as the same thing happened to his calves and feet.

"NOOO S-STOP R-RUBBING ME LIKE THYAAAT~!"

He had done a lot of walking since entering this fantasy world, his legs one of the few parts of his body that was actually muscled. And all of it was being destroyed, his legs feeling weak and tender as they were rolled by the muscle, his aroused body sliding down the rest of the way as he landed into a weird purple pit, full of throbbing writhing tentacles that began to coil around him.

"Wait wh-what part of a frog's stomach even is- HYEEEK~!"

Slimy organs made him their plaything, tentacles with barbed ends sliding over his body, heavy thwacks popping his collarbone while their slithering lengths rounded his shoulders into cute contours. Being able to see again in the pits was a shock, his body petite and pretty, scaring him as the tentacles were sliding closer to his chest, his attempts to run stopped by tentacles grabbing his legs and spreading them, his erect cock throbbing.

"Ahhh~ p-please not my dhiiiick please anything but- WAIT NO NOT THAT EITHAAAAYYYAHHAHHAAAA~!"

Well the tentacles had listened, they didn't go for his dick yet and instead two barbed ones slapped onto his nipples, their girthy masses piercing them as more than slime poured into his twitching, moaning form.

Lucas was losing his damn mind, moaning uncontrollably as his body was perverted, penetrated and plushed. He could feel its micro tentacles sliding into his body, spewing out thick slime that wobbled and merged with the muscle to spread it, the shifts turning his nipples into two blaringly sensitive pleasure centers as breasts pushed forewards, tenting the skin with each wobbling spew of mass. His cock was straining, Lucas clenching harder than he ever had in his life, feeling like he was going to die from ecstasy, desperate not to give in. As if sensing his reluctance, the rest of the tentacles were squeezing his newly grown breasts, their rising mass only making it harder to hold back, tears streaming from his eyes as he begged it to stop, surprised when they did.

"H-Huh?"

They left, his nipples erect, breasts sore and his legs being coated in something, black fluids dribbling from the pores of the innards as black stockings formed on his body. Another one caressed his throat, forming a black choker as his defenses lowered slowly. When they weren't trying to violate him, it felt like a warm bath, his body surrounded by expert hands coated in massage oil, his eyes drooping a little as they began to retract.

"Ohhh~. Th-Thank god I don't know if I could have handled much moOOOOHHHHRRR FUUUUUUUUUCK!"

And with his defenses lowered, a tentacle rammed straight up his ass, gripping his male innards and coating them with estrogen while a large pulsing tentacle wrapped around his cock. Lucas wanted to fight it, repeating a series of strained "no's" before the two sets began to go to town, giving the poor mage the hardest fucking of his life.

He could feel it ramming inside, making him a woman as the pure girth of it sent his hips trembling, the third thrust cracking them apart as its side tentacles filled his trembling butt cheeks with bouncy fat. It didn't matter how hard he clenched, he could feel the tentacle slithering deeper, clutching his prostate, wrapping around his vas deferens, spewing out more hot estrogen the more it pressed in until he could feel it fully inside, ready to fuck away his manhood at any moment while the tentacle wrapped around his cock pulsed vigorously.

There was one final indignity left as the tentacles looked for something in the dark, pulling out his adventurer's card for him to see. One by one they deleted his spells, adding to the pool of skill points until only one spell was left, another one hovering over the gender symbol which was in a state of flux, both taunting him as they prepared to irrevocably change his fate.

"W-AAIAIIIT p-lease d-HOOOn't p-put all my skill points th-EEEEre. I-I can still fix this if you let me, i-if you just let meee~ GAAAH AAAAAH NOOOOO~!"

They did not, all of his skill points dumping into Explosion as he came, screaming as the tentacle squeezed his prostate till every last drop of semen was shot out all at once, his g spot pounded into oblivion as he felt his crumpled testicles get yanked by the outwards pull of the tentacle only for it to slam back in even harder. There was no control left, only ecstasy, unstoppable, terrible ecstasy as her body trembled with unbearable bliss, his screams rising to wails as his pulsing cock was probed, then pierced. He could feel it fucking his cock, making it spread as cum streamed down the sides. It was splitting him, fucking him so vigorously that he could never go back, grunting as his consciousness was ready to fade as it could only slide inside so much, before the girth of it began forcing his cock inside. It thrusted once, twice, each one harder until SHE felt the tentacles meet as she erupted.

At some point she had blissed out, coming back to reality in a heap on the grass, the frogs hopping away as she felt slime oozing out every orifice. She could barely walk, her body too weak, the energy fucked out of it along with her masculinity as she crawled over to where her staff had fallen. What remained was trampled and cracked splinters, the frogs having thoroughly trampled it after it had left her grasp, the new mage sobbing as she collapsed back to the ground.

What made it worse was that she was still horny, her body wanting more and it wasn't girls she was hungering for. It had stripped her of her identity, her magic and her masculinity, but worst of all her pride was gone, her body brushing against something soft as she looked at a soggy card next to her thigh.

"Megu....min. W-Wait Aqua!"

She remembered that the goddess had said if anything happened to her cheat item she'd be able to get a replacement, her pleas rising as she looked expectantly towards the heavens, holding her shattered staff to the sky.

"It's me, the hero you sent to save this world! I need your help to-"

"BWAHAHAHHAHA why the hell are you so slimy and weird? Wait how did you even connect to me?"

Oh no.

"Y-You said if I ever fell into trouble and lost my reli-"

"Oh did I say something like that? You know that's supposed to be impossible! It's a cheat item! CHEAT! Idiot! At least you're not like this last idiot who just died. A tractor, a freaking TRACTOR! BWAHAHAHA!"

"B-But I need you to fix this to-"

"Look, it's your mess and hey you look like a crimson demon now. I'm sure someone's poor enough to take you in if you agree to send them money. Anyways figure it out yourself I have to pretend to care about this new hopeless hero. And you shouldn't be wasting a goddess's time like this."

The connection ended, leaving Megumin naked and alone, surrounded by the sound of ribbits as the frogs returned. She had to run, or else…

"AQUA YOU BIIITCH!"