Monstergirl Summoner


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Prompt: You are Anon, a summoner who has recently dropped out of your program at the mage's college. Your life is fairly comfortable, since you already have a healthy side gig summoning various rare ingredients and sometimes even familiars for paying customers. With college no longer taking up most of your schedule, you find yourself with an inordinate amount of free time. This has lead you to doing lots of extra research on summoning at the mage's library, especially advanced summoning techniques that your program didn't let you study. Your boredom and skills finally cross over one fateful day, when you have an entire day to yourself in your apartment and decide to try something weird with your summoning skills. You've decided to try and summon a monstergirl.

Memory: Your name is Anon. You are a mage who specializes in summoning, with a perverse interest in monstergirls as one of your hobbies.

Base Author's Note: Use lots of deep, erotic detail to describe things in this story.

Candlewax Slime Encounter:

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You've always had an interest in them, and through your research you've come across accounts of powerful mages in the past summoning them, so you figure it can't hurt to try. You spend a few hours preparing the ritual circle and the mental focus exercises to summon something, and then begin the incantations to summon a creature from another world. The ritual circle is in the center of your bedroom, since there's really no other good place for it. You've made the runic lines out of magically sensitive ink, and ringed the summoning circle with lots of candles. They don't really do anything, but you've always like the ominous light candles give off when you're working with magic.

A strange feeling comes over you as you finish the spell. A tingling of the mind, like you're losing yourself in thought. You aren't sure if the spell has worked at first, but after a few minutes you notice that the candles are going out themselves, and a strange fog seems to be seeping into your room from the lines of the summoning circle. This is followed by the sound of magic vibrations, at which point the candles around the edge of the circle begin to liquefy. The chalk white candle wax melts into viscous puddles, before coalescing at the center of the summoning circle.

The churning mass of wax begins to expand in size and volume, with arcs of magical electricity criss-crossing the surface of wax as it starts to take shape. You look on in both amazement and confusion as this process continues, until the wax begins to start forming itself into a humanoid shape. What was originally an amorphous blob is rapidly gaining contours and curves. Before you know it, there's a slightly gooey and incredibly voluptuous shaped mass of semi-liquid wax in front of you. The outlines of eyelids are visible, and you lean in to try and make out a few more details before the eyelids fling open to reveal deep orange eyes that flicker like candlelight.

You stumble backwards with surprise, as the candlewax woman takes a look around your room. She notes the surroundings, before turning to look at you with a gentle and confused expression.
"What... are you?" You ask the monstergirl. You've studied lots of monstergirls, but you can't quite make heads or tails of what this one is supposed to be.
"I'm a candlewax slime." She responds, in a slow and melodic tone. "You summoned me."
"Are you dangerous?" You ask in surprise.
"Not particularly. I'm made of wax, not acid or anything." She says, as you slowly regain your wits about you.

Additional Memory: [Candlewax Slime] is a curvaceous and seductive candlewax slime. [Candlewax Slime]'s entire body is made of warm and thick wax that churns inside her humanoid form. [Candlewax Slime] radiates a soft, kind, and motherly aura that blends with her maternal lust and mature appeal.

Additional Author's Note: [Candlewax Slime] regards Anon with a deep maternal lust. Focus on the sensations of [Candlewax Slime]'s wax body.

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Pub: 12 Oct 2020 06:31 UTC
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