I became the slime toy of the evil dragon girl?

The continent of Erathia, the Forest of Monsters.

Ian woke up to a cold, enveloping sensation.

Memories flooded back: he was a junior employee who had graduated two years prior. On his way home from get off work, an out-of-control car hurtled towards him, and he was thrown into the air like a kite with a broken string before losing consciousness.

When I woke up again, this is what happened.

He saw himself.

It was a mass of dark blue gel, with golden specks of light flowing within it. It had no hands or feet, only a jelly-like body that undulated slightly.

I've been transported to another world, and I've been transported into a slime.

Although in his past life, he would occasionally complain about how tiring it was to be a human being due to immense work pressure.

But I didn't mean to be inhuman!

Ian was extremely shocked. He instinctively wanted to yell "Holy shit!" but he couldn't make a sound at all.

Perhaps slimes simply don't have the ability to make sounds.

This left him feeling powerless and lost.

where is this?

The 360-degree view made him feel a little dizzy.

This is an extremely wide cave with a huge hole overhead that reaches straight to the sky, making it look like you're inside a volcano.

The light streaming through the cave entrance, refracted by the mountains of gold and silver jewels, created a dazzling halo. Scattered across the ground were weapons and armor that looked incredibly valuable.

"Oh?"

A clear, crisp female voice came from above.

Ian looked up, if slimes could be considered to have heads.

He met a pair of golden, vertical pupils.

The owner of the eyes was a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, with long black hair like a waterfall, porcelain-white skin that seemed to glow in the somewhat dark cave, a slender and straight nose, and pouting full, cherry-pink lips.

Her petite body leaned slightly forward, looking down at him curiously from above.

She was absolutely stunning, Ian thought from the bottom of his heart.

But flames seemed to flow in her golden vertical pupils, and a pair of curved dragon horns were on her head.

Ian felt a biological pressure emanating from her, causing his body to contract violently.

"Dark blue?" The girl crouched down, her fluffy black skirt sweeping across the scattered gold coins on the ground, making them jingle.

She brought her face closer, her black hair falling onto her porcelain-white skin, through which one could vaguely see the fullness of her breasts.

A strong curiosity was flashing in those beautiful golden eyes.

She stretched out her slender, fair fingers and gently poked Ian's body.

Ian tried to hide, but having never been a slime before, he was very clumsy at manipulating the jelly's body, and the 360-degree field of vision made it even harder for him to distinguish front from back, left from right.

In the end, it only managed to crawl backward a short distance.

"I'm scared...unlike the usual mindless slimes." The girl tilted her head, and the flames in her golden vertical pupils seemed to shine even brighter.

"This is so interesting~" She licked her lips, revealing two sharp little tiger teeth.

This gesture made her look very youthful.

But Ian suddenly felt a chill, because he could sense that this was more like the reaction of a predator.

"I've stolen countless glowing things," the girl muttered to herself, poking Ian again, watching his gelatinous body dent and bounce back. "But a glowing slime... this is the first time I've seen one! And it smells..."

She leaned closer, and her small nose twitched slightly.

"An unprecedented surge of magical energy, and... you smell so good!"

She stood up, took a few steps back, and looked Ian up and down for a while.

The girl's lips curved into a beautiful arc, a smile that was both radiant and wicked.

"Vivian's bored today too~ I'll give it a try."

The voice just fell.

A black vortex of magical power suddenly erupted from her center!

The girl's graceful figure and gorgeous tutu were instantly distorted by the magic.

Bones extended, scales grew, and wings burst forth from the back!

One second she was a petite young girl.

The next second, a black dragon, over thirty meters long, sat before him like a mountain. The edges of its jet-black scales shimmered with a metallic sheen.

A dragon! Holy crap, it really is a dragon!

Ian's body trembled violently.

This isn't a game, it's not a movie, it's real—the apex predator dragon!

A hot breath blew over Ian's body, carrying a hint of sulfur.

It made Ian feel like he was melting.

He rolled away as far as he could, trying to escape.

Vivian watched Ian's reaction with a mischievous grin.

Most creatures are rendered immobile by her dragon aura upon seeing her true form. Yet, the slime, the weakest of all creatures, manages to escape.

Even more interestingly, a dragon claw covered in black scales extended.

Ian felt as if fate had gripped him by the back of the neck.

Suddenly, the world spun around him, and he was thrown into the dragon's mouth.

I'm going to get eaten!

Ian was deeply shaken.

The instinct for survival erupted like a volcano.

Slime it is, I have to survive!

Vivian was savoring the new dessert in her mouth, and the texture was unexpectedly pleasant.

Cool and supple, like sucking on a piece of QQ candy that moves on its own.

She first gently bit down with her teeth, and the dragon's teeth were deeply embedded in the gelatinous substance.

It wasn't bitten off?

Vivian was somewhat surprised. She increased the pressure, preparing to bite it off cleanly and decisively.

Ian felt an immense pressure, and it looked like he was about to be cut in two.

The next moment, Ian compressed his body into a pancake shape, dodging the fatal bite, and lunged to the side.

It was stuck firmly to the junction of the tooth root and gum!

Vivian was stunned.

Her biting stopped, and she felt the slime firmly attached to her teeth.

She tried to scrape it with her tongue.

The first lick came.

This is an indescribably complex experience.

Ian felt a tremendous force from the tongue, squeezing his body out of shape. Every friction of the hot, soft tongue against his body gave him a pleasure that went straight to the depths of his soul.

"It's so hot, but it feels so good... No, I'll die if I let go!" Ian thought to himself, while gripping even tighter. "Today I'll show you just how sticky I am!"

For Ian, this became a tug-of-war of wills.

Areas repeatedly rubbed by the scalding hot tongue become more elastic. Areas subjected to intense pressure spontaneously adjust their density to distribute the pressure.

What is this?

"Life has repeatedly battered me, and somehow it's made me so firm and bouncy?" Ian's inner monologue was a crazy rant.

He felt his body slowly absorbing the energy from the dragon, becoming more flexible, and even feeling a flame slowly brewing within him.

Has being fawned over upgraded?

When the thought arose, it seemed even more absurd than becoming a slime.

No, dragons themselves contain infinite energy, and they should be able to absorb energy, analyze it, and then mimic it.

Ultimately, it evolved into its own ability.

Although it only lasted for a short while, it felt like an ability I was born with.

It sounds mysterious, but Ian keenly sensed that he did indeed possess these abilities.

"I might become a slime that will shake the world."

...

No matter how earth-shattering the future may be for slimes, the offensive from within the dragon's mouth continues.

Just as he was repeatedly rubbing his tongue, kneading and shaping it, and was about to lose control of himself.

Everything came to an abrupt end.

A surge of heat rose from deep within Vivian's throat.

Dragon's Breath?

Despair was just beginning to well up inside Ian.

The fluctuations dissipated, and a muffled dragon voice came through: "Forget it, don't burn the house down."

Then, a scorching current enveloped him.

But Ian clung on tightly, refusing to give up.

"come out."

Come out? So you're not planning to eat him anymore?

Ian hesitated for a moment after hearing the dragon's words.

Fearing that Vivian would breathe fire again, he released the dragon tooth from his arms.

"Pooh!"

The world spun around again.

Feeling the cool air outside, Ian knew he had been vomited out.

With a "thud," Ian landed on the dragon's foot.

"I survived... This is so hard!" Ian breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, footsteps came from the distance of the cave.

Three figures slowly approached the cave.

Upon seeing the three people, Vivian's enormous dragon body instantly transformed into human form.

A throne appeared out of thin air behind her, and Vivian sat upon it.

The curiosity and mischievousness on her face had vanished, replaced by a slightly raised chin and a cold, condescending expression. Her golden, vertical pupils held no trace of the girlish innocence and playfulness, only endless majesty and detachment.

Vivian's lips parted slightly.

"explain."

In a word, utterly indifferent.

One of the three, an older man, bowed his head and spoke humbly:

"Lady Vivian, I'm sorry to bother you, but..."

He raised his head, his eyes filled with solemnity, and said.

Something's happened.