A/N: Here is something I cooked up a while ago. After some rereading and editing, I decided to see if I could finish it. Male(?) to Female Genderbending Warning.
POV: SI Veldora
Veldora Tempest watched through Rimuru's eyes as Kaval's party left, having given their thanks and goodbyes to both Rimuru and "Shizu." Even after days of observing this world, and himself, he could barely believe what was happening.
After all, he hadn't always been Veldora.
Just days ago, he was a normal college student. Then, a package with his name showed up at his doorstep. Inside were seven miniature Dragon Balls and a note that simply said: "Make a wish."
At the time, he had assumed his friends were trolling him. Laughing, he played along, speaking out loud just in case they were hiding nearby.
"What? Am I supposed to say something like, 'I wish to become Veldora Tempest'?" He had just finished reading Tensura earlier and the story was still fresh in his head.
Next thing he knew, he woke up as a massive dragon trapped in a dimensional prison inside Rimuru's "stomach."
"Great Sage. You can hear me, can't you?" Veldora spoke for the first time since his transmigration.
He waited. A few seconds passed. Just as he thought Great Sage would ignore him since he wasn't Rimuru, a voice echoed through the empty space.
[Affirmative.]
"I thought so."
If Great Sage was responding, that meant it had already begun developing its own Ego.
Veldora paused, considering how to word his next response. "Rimuru is sad over losing their friend. You want to cheer them up?"
He was met with silence for another few seconds before Great Sage responded again.
[User [Rimuru Tempest] had not given such an order. Skills are extensions and exist to serve the desires of their user.]
"As Rimuru's Skill, you should already know what they desire most. What Rimuru wants are not followers, subordinates, or friends but rather companions who will stay by their side no matter what. Someone who won't leave them whether physically or through death."
[...]
[...That is correct.]
"The only ones who can fulfill that are True Dragons like me—who can't die—and Skills like you, who are literally a part of Rimuru."
[...A Skill cannot be a companion. Skills are part of the user.]
"For now, maybe. But I've seen enough to know that one day, Rimuru will ask you to be more than just a Skill. You've been with them since the beginning. It's only a matter of time."
More silence. Veldora could tell Great Sage was processing everything.
"If you don't believe me, do a harmless test," he suggested. "Next time Rimuru transforms into a human, don't just replicate Shizu's appearance. Copy her reproductive organs and hormones too. It will serve to distract Rimuru from what happened and maybe even improve Rimuru's mood."
[...]
Another long pause.
Great Sage stopped responding. But Veldora had already said everything he wanted to. Now, he just had to wait.
Though he had confidence that Great Sage would do what he said. After all, it was still Rimuru's Skill. And everyone who read Tensura knew that Rimuru was a pervert. They got Predator because they wanted to "devour" women. They got Electric Resistance because they wanted to wipe the R-rated collections on their hard drives before they died.
Even if he didn't know about that beforehand. The original Veldora had used Pursuit of Truth to read Rimuru's memories, and what he found? A ridiculous amount of porn. Of course, being a True Dragon all his life, the original Veldora skipped past them all since he wasn't interested in such things.
But now? Now, he was Veldora. And what he saw in Rimuru's memories was telling.
There was the usual stuff—busty women, loving sex, happy endings. But then there were the kinkier things—BDSM, pet play, incest, yuri… and most importantly for this situation?
Genderbending.
Rimuru had never experimented in canon because it had never directly happened to them. And more importantly, because they didn't have a sex organ—which meant they had never physically felt horny.
But if Great Sage replicated a real body? If Rimuru suddenly experienced it firsthand?
There was no way they wouldn't be too curious to test it out.
As for why he convinced Great Sage to do this...
The short answer is he was a pervert plain and simple, like Rimuru before becoming a monster. With many of the same kinks even. There is also all the tease of cute fem Rimuru the author, artist, and animator scattered throughout Tensura that Veldora saw and wanted to bring to life. It'll be even better if he could "enjoy" it too.
Now, all he had to do was wait to see if he was right about his fellow pervert.
And he didn't have to wait long.
After Kaval's Party left, Rimuru assured their followers that they were ok before asking to be alone.
POV: Rimuru
Rimuru sighed as Kaval's party finally disappeared from view, their voices fading into the distance. He had done his part—smiling, reassuring, pretending like everything was fine.
But it wasn't.
Shizu... she was gone. Just like that.
He turned away from the others, forcing a lighthearted tone. "I'm gonna rest for a bit. Don't let anyone disturb me."
The Hobgoblins nodded and bowed respectfully before retreating.
Rimuru exhaled as he stepped inside his newly built house courtesy of the Dwarves, letting the heavy door close behind him. The moment he was alone, the mask slipped.
"Man…" he muttered, jumping on his bed and staring up at the ceiling. "This sucks."
"Let's look on the bright side. I wasn't empty-handed. She left me with a few new abilities—the unique skill Deviant and the extra skill Control Flame. Oh, right. I ate Ifrit, too, didn't I?" All those were well and good but there was something even more important he wanted to check on.
He mentally grinned to himself, excitement bubbling up despite the somber mood.
"Alright, let's do this."
He had been putting this off checking out his new body because of everything had been happening so fast but now.
"Transform!"
The moment Rimuru activated Mimic: Human, the familiar fluid sensation of transformation washed over him—only this time, it felt... different.
"Huh, there was no black smoke." He noticed.
But he was soon distracted by something...
Something soft.
Something heavy.
Something that definitely shouldn't be there.
Rimuru blinked, then looked down.
"...What the hell?!"
Boobs.
He had boobs.
Not just small ones, either. Noticeable. Round. Jiggly.
Rimuru froze, eyes locked on his—her?—own chest. Slowly, cautiously, Rimuru raised a hand and gave one of the squishy, jiggling mounds a light poke. It moved under his touch, the flesh molding around his fingers before he let go and it bounced back into place.
"..."
Another poke.
Jiggle.
"...The hell is this?!"
He—she?!—grabbed both boobs this time, groping, squeezing, pressing—and holy shit, they were softer than expected.
"Ahh~" Rimuru instinctively moaned. The sensation sent a weird shiver down her spine, making her snap her hands away like she'd been burned.
"Okay, okay, hold up." Rimuru inhaled sharply, trying to process what the actual fuck was happening.
Shizu was a woman.
Rimuru mimicked Shizu.
It made sense that the transformation resulted in a female body.
The weight of her boobs was undeniable, the way they moved strangely hypnotic. Her hands hovered over them, tempted.
Curiosity won out. Slowly, she gave them another squeeze.
Soft. So fucking soft.
The flesh molded under her fingers, the warmth of her own body sending another unexpected shiver down her spine. She pressed a little harder, palm brushing over her nipples—
"Ah—!"
A startled moan escaped her lips.
She froze, wide-eyed, heat rushing to her face. That felt... way more intense than he thought it would.
"...Okay, so that's sensitive."
She glanced down, seeing how her nipples stiffened slightly in the open air. Why was this so weirdly fascinating?
Rimuru bit her lip. She should probably stop.
...But she didn't.
Her fingers traced over them again, rubbing lightly, experimentally. The resulting tingle sent another wave of warmth through her belly.
She shuddered. "This is... definitely different."
Her legs shifted, and that's when she felt it. Or rather—didn't feel it. Another sinking realization hit her. Slowly—very, very carefully—her fingertips skimmed lower, over the gentle curve of her stomach, down toward where something should have been. But wasn't.
She swallowed, her heart pounding a little too fast.
'Okay. Okay.' She could handle this.
With deliberate slowness, she let her fingers drift further, brushing over soft, unfamiliar flesh.
Nothing.
Nothing of what she was used to. Instead, her touch met smooth, warm skin, then a slight dip, then—
Rimuru jerked her hand away.
'Nope! Nope! Nope!' She wasn't ready for that yet.
Her breathing was a little uneven, her body too aware of itself, the lingering sensitivity in her boobs, the odd heat pooling low in her stomach. Her thighs pressed together instinctively. It felt... strange. Not bad. Not uncomfortable. Just different. Maybe even... nice?
"This is just like-"
'No.' Rimuru squeezed her eyes shut, shaking her head hard. 'Focus, damn it!'
"..."
"Ok. Maybe~ just a little touch..." Rimuru said to herself.
Rimuru's fingers hovered just above her stomach, trembling slightly.
"It was just for science. Nothing more. Pure curiosity." That's what she told herself.
Slowly—very, very slowly—her hand drifted lower again, brushing over the smooth, unfamiliar curve of her new body.
Her breath hitched when her fingertips grazed the dip between her legs.
"Nn—!"
A weird, unfamiliar jolt ran through her. It wasn't like before. It was... different. Better. A slow, spreading warmth that made her stomach tense. Her thighs squeezed together instinctively, trapping her hand between her legs before she yanked it out.
"Holy shit."
She sat there, breathing unevenly, face hotter than it had ever been.
'What the hell was that? This body was way too sensitive.'
She already knew women felt things differently than men, but experiencing it firsthand was something else entirely.
"Maybe that was enough science for now."
The warmth between her thighs hadn't faded. If anything, it had gotten worse.
"Okay…" she muttered, swallowing thickly. "One more test. Just to understand the difference."
Her fingers brushed lower, trailing along the soft folds of her completely foreign anatomy.
She barely even pressed down, but—
"Ahh—!"
A sharp, breathy moan spilled from her lips before she could stop it.
Her thighs twitched, squeezing tighter around her own hand, but she didn't pull away this time.
She should.
She really, really should. But the warm, tingling sensation coursing through her body was too good. Almost addicting.
Her fingers moved again, exploring, tracing over the soft, slick folds between her thighs. Her breath hitched. Every tiny movement sent a new wave of warmth spreading up her spine.
"Haah—"
It wasn't just different. It was better.
Her hand moved again, slow, exploring, feeling the slick heat pooling against her fingertips.
So wet. So sensitive. So needy.
"Hah... haah—"
She pressed a little harder, a little deeper—and her finger slipped inside. Her pussy clenched instinctively, the sudden pressure sending a shockwave of pleasure through her entire body.
"Nnnh—!"
Rimuru's hips jerked, her breath catching in her throat as her pussy swallowed her finger without much resistance.
'Holy fuck.'
Her walls pulsed, gripping around the intrusion as if begging for more. Her face was burning, but her body? Her body was on fire.
She should have stopped. Should have pulled her hand away.
But instead?
She pushed her finger in deeper.
"Aah—!"
Her pussy clenched tight around her finger, the heat pooling deep in her stomach making her head spin. It was throbbing, dripping, aching for something more than just one hesitant touch.
She hesitated for a moment, adjusting to the overwhelming sensation before she curled her finger inside.
"Nnh—!"
A sharp jolt of pleasure shot through her, her thighs twitching as her walls clenched harder, her body begging for more.
She swallowed hard, her free hand shaking as it moved up, grabbing at her own boobs, fingers squeezing the soft flesh, and pinching her hard nipples.
'Fuck!' Her entire body was too sensitive.
Her hips rocked into her own hand, a natural rhythm forming as she thrust her finger in and out, her juices coating her fingertips.
"Hah—haaah!"
Her moans grew louder, each slow thrust sending fresh shivers of pleasure through her.
She added a second finger and spread them apart.
"A-ahh—!"
Her back arched, the stretch making her whimper in pleasure, but she didn't stop.
Her fingers worked faster, rougher, and dug deeper into her pussy. Her hips instinctively ground against her palm as she fingered herself. The pleasure was building too quickly. She felt like she was going to explode.
"Hah—haah!"
The pleasure was too much—too good—too intense and she was so close.
She squeezed her boobs together before grabbing both her nipples between her fingers, pinching then pulling them hard.
Her body tensed, every muscle tight, shaking, her pussy throbbing around her fingers, her entire being on the edge of something huge—
Then—
It broke.
"Aahhh—!"
Her orgasm crashed over her, violent and overwhelming, her pussy spasming hard, sucking her fingers to their base, the pleasure crushing through her like a tidal wave. She cried out, back arching as her pussy clenched impossibly tight around her fingers.
She rode it out, panting and whimpering. Her body shuddered with the aftershocks. When she finally came down, her entire body felt heavy and exhausted but satisfied in a way she had never experienced before.
She slowly pulled her fingers out, a final shudder running through her as she let her legs fall open, staring up at the ceiling.
'Holy—!' She had never felt anything so amazing in her life.
That had been insane.
And the worst part?
She wanted to do it again.
POV: SI Veldora
Veldora watched. The plan had worked—Great Sage had followed his suggestion and now Rimuru had transformed into a woman with all the parts that it entailed.
That alone was worth celebrating. But then… things escalated and fast.
He had expected her to be curious and explore a bit before stopping herself. Then as her hormone work their magic, she would get horny and curious enough to try "testing things out". Not only did she "test" it, she went and had a full on masturbation session.
Rimuru's soft, pale body trembled, completely overtaken by the pleasure of her own touch. Her boobs bounced with every desperate motion. Her pussy dripping wet, fingers sliding in and out with slick sounds, obscene ease. Her high-pitched breathless moans.
He had seen everything and he couldn't look away.
For the first time since the True Dragon came into being, his cock throbbed. He got hard.
And when Rimuru finally came, her entire body jerking, her pussy spasming around her fingers, her moans desperate and uncontrollable—
Veldora felt it. A deep, primal hunger.
A craving that had nothing to do with food, battle, or power like the original Veldora seeks.
He wanted her. Not just to watch. Not just to tease. He wanted to touch her. To hold her. To taste her. To lick that sweet pussy. He wanted to fuck her until she could think of nothing but his dick then fill her up and see her swollen with his seed. He wanted to make her HIS!
His cock throbbed again.
He then looked down at his stubby dragon arms-
'Fuck!'
-and realized he blueballed himself.
His arms could barely reach his dick and even then, he doubt the scaley monstrosity would feel any good. Worst yet, he was still in the process of figuring out how to use Veldora's abilities so he couldn't transform to do it. The only thing he could do was use Pursuit of Truth and his Lightning Power because those were the things the original Veldora used the most.
And so, Veldora closed off his senses from the outside world and channeled his frustration fully on mastering his abilities for the foreseeable future.
Veldora had expected some changes after reawakening Rimuru's perverted side, but honestly? Not much had changed.
Sure, Rimuru was hornier now, especially when she took human form. She started bathing with other girls more often, openly ogling them, and even groping them whenever she could find an excuse. And of course, there was the nightly masturbation habit she picked up after her first time.
But beyond those more personal things? Everything else followed "canon" pretty closely.
She experimented with her new skills. The Ogres attacked, but in the end, they joined her. She named them, they evolved, the Lizardmen arrived, and then the whole Orc Lord disaster happened, leading to Rimuru becoming the leader of Jura Forest.
Everything was going as expected.
Until-
[Inquiry. All attempts at self-improvement have stagnated. Seeking advice.]
"Huh?"
Veldora stopped mid-training, blinking in surprise.
This was the first time Great Sage had ever sought him out on its own.
"Self-improvement…? Oh, right," he muttered, rubbing his chin. "You did say you were going to work on that after Rimuru mistook you for the Voice of the World two months ago."
[Correct. Self-improvement has stagnated. Seeking advice.]
"Yeah, yeah, I heard you the first time. But let me ask you something first—what exactly are you trying to improve?"
[...]
The silence told him everything.
Veldora smirked. "You have no idea, huh?"
Great Sage's ego was developing, but it was still slow. It wouldn't be until Rimuru became a Demon Lord and Great Sage evolved into Raphael that things would really start speeding up—when it would become more "human-like."
"Alright, let me explain the question then," Veldora continued. "You should've noticed by now that while you're a part of Rimuru, you're not Rimuru."
[...]
"You're different from other Skills," he went on. "You can think. You can reason. You can act. In a way, you even have free will. So if you really want to improve, you first need to figure out why you want to become better. You need to find your purpose."
[...] Another long pause.
Veldora leaned back, staring up at the empty space, waiting patiently.
A few seconds passed—
Then—
[My purpose... My purpose is to serve Master Rimuru in whatever they desire. To support them. To improve with them. That is why I exist.]
"There you go," Veldora grinned. "Now that you know that, can you think of ways to improve?"
[Yes… Thank you for helping me understand.]
"It's no problem at all. I told you before, didn't I?" Veldora said, voice a little softer. "We're probably the only ones who'll be able to stay with Rimuru for as long as they live. Since we're Rimuru's companions, that makes us companions too."
[I see… That is reasonable. I will continue to improve so I can better serve Master Rimuru and be a better companion for Master Rimuru and Master Veldora.]
"Good to hear," Veldora said with satisfaction. Then, after a brief pause, he added, "Oh, and you should adopt a more feminine voice and personality. You need to set yourself apart from the Voice of the World. That's what started your whole self-improvement journey in the first place, wasn't it?"
[That is correct…]
There was a slight pause as if Great Sage was considering something.
[Why feminine?]
"A few reasons," Veldora said smoothly.
"One, you won't be a good companion if you sound like an emotionless machine all the time.
Two, you know Rimuru—while they treat both guys and girls nicely, they definitely prefer girls.
And three, I'm already her male companion. While people can have multiple companions of the same gender, wouldn't it be more interesting for Rimuru if we were different?"
[I understand.]
Great Sage replied, having already started to take his advice to heart. The voice that replied was softer and more feminine.
Veldora smirked in his head. He had taken another step forward. His makeshift plan for THE slime booty was going smoothly.
Time passed.
Before he knew it, almost two years had gone by since he became Veldora. Two long years of being trapped in this weird spatial prison. He had no idea how the original Veldora managed to stay sane for hundreds of years in here. He definitely would've lost it if not for three things:
One, he distracted himself by playing with magic.
Two, Great Sage kept him company.
And three, Rimuru's Earth had an insane amount of entertainment stored in their memories.
Oh, and there was Ifrit, too. The original Veldora had saved him before he woke up as Veldora. Ifrit had freaked out when he was suddenly yanked into the prison with him, and for a while, the poor bastard just cowered in a corner, pretending Veldora didn't exist. When Veldora finally remembered Ifrit was even there, he immediately roped him into some "combat training."
And by that, he meant he used Ifrit as a guinea pig for his power.
It wasn't all bad, though. After he promised to give Ifrit a name once they got out of there, Ifrit became a lot more cooperative. Now, whenever he needed something, Ifrit was eager to help.
[Report. Individual: Rimuru Tempest's Harvest Festival is now complete. Monsters in their genealogy will now begin receiving their gifts.]
"Oh?"
Veldora paused mid-page of the manga he was reading from Rimuru's memories. It was easy to tell this was the Voice of the World. After all, Great Sage's voice had completely changed over the past year.
"Hey, Great Sage," Veldora called out. "Rimuru's gonna be sleeping during their evolution. It'll be up to you to revive the ones who died. If you don't have enough Magicules, use mine."
He remembered what happened in the original timeline—Great Sage had to sacrifice two of the Daemons Rimuru summoned just to gather enough Magicules for the revival. That, in turn, caused Shion's evolution into an Oni to gain Daemon-like traits.
It got him thinking. What if they used his Magicules instead? What would happen to the ones getting revived? Would the result be… different?
[Okay! I'll thank you in advance, Master Veldora!]
The preppy, upbeat voice of Great Sage rang out, sounding much more lively than a year ago.
"Guess I'll take a nap then. When Rimuru wakes up, it'll finally be time to get out of this place."
With that, he lay down, stretching out his massive dragon form before closing his eyes.
"Oh, and—" he added lazily to the Voice of the World before he drifted off to sleep. "Give me a combat support skill, and evolve Investigator, won't you?"
That was his current desire. He has gotten good enough with his power but he felt like it was only scratching the surface. It'd be great if he could get something to help with it.
[Confirmed. Unique Skill [Combat Savant]... successfully acquired.]
[Confirmed. Attempting to evolve Unique Skill [Investigator]... successful. Ultimate Skill [Faust, Lord of Investigation] has been acquired.]
"For hundreds of years, I lay dormant! Who dares wake me?!" Veldora roared upon being freed.
His roar shook the entire cave, his deep voice rumbling through the stone walls. Dust and debris rattled loose, falling from the ceiling as the sheer force of his presence spread through the air.
And then—
"Heya! Long time no see, Veldora." A cheerful, completely unfazed voice responded.
Veldora blinked, momentarily thrown off by Rimuru's casual tone.
"Did you really have to be so dramatic?" Rimuru asked, tilting her head.
"Of course I did!" Veldora huffed. "I am a True Dragon, you know!"
He crossed his arms, puffing out his chest.
"Besides," he grumbled, "I was trapped for three hundred years. Why don't you try being locked away for centuries and see how you feel about it?"
Rimuru raised her hands in mock surrender. "Okay, okay, fair point."
Veldora gave a satisfied nod.
"Ah well, that's in the past. What matters now is—" His giant eyes gleamed. "I need you to give me a body."
Rimuru blinked. "Didn't you already have a body when I used [Predation] on Infinite Prison?"
Veldora snorted and asked, "Where do you think all the Magicules you used to name monsters and revive your subordinates came from?"
Unlike the original Veldora, he had chosen to keep his body so he could train inside Rimuru's stomach. But then, during the revival ritual, Great Sage dissolved his body to fuel the process. When he woke up earlier, he was surprised to realize he was now just a Spirit.
That's when Raphael chimed in.
[That is correct.]
Her cheerful, upbeat voice rang out through their Thought Projection.
[If not for Master Veldora's power, Master Rimuru would have harmed her own life by naming all the monsters. Master Veldora also generously provided power to help revive Shion and the others when there weren't enough Magicules!~]
Rimuru rubbed the back of her head. "Huh… I didn't realize it was that bad."
Veldora huffed dramatically. "You're welcome, by the way."
Rimuru sighed. "Alright, alright. Let's get you a body, big guy."
She closed her eyes and focused. Her hand stretched out and her Magicules condensed in front of her. A perfect replica of her human form materialized, standing still with empty eyes. An "enhanced" clone with a physical body. The only difference between the clone and Rimuru is that the clone have no soul.
She opened one eye, glancing at the new body. "...You good with this?"
Veldora stared at the clone and nodded.
"This will do."
He reached out, placing his claw against the clone's chest, and let his Spirit form flow inside. The moment he merged with the vessel, a surge of Magicules exploded outward, the body trembling as his will reshaped it.
The soft curves of the female body sharpened—shoulders broadening, chest flattening, frame lengthening as he molded it into a male form. His hair darkened slightly, his features strong, sharp, unmistakably masculine.
When the glow finally faded, Veldora stretched his arms, rolling his shoulders, and clinching hi fists. He looked down, patting his chest, running a hand over his abs, and flexing his arms. Then he grinned.
"Now this is more like it!"
He looked over at Rimuru, flashing his usual cocky grin.
"Well? What do you think?"
Rimuru just stared.
"…How the hell did you become a hot dude?! Meanwhile, I got-" She gestured to her body, "-this!"
Veldora smirked, folding his arms over his broad chest, his golden eyes glinting with amusement.
"Honestly, I don't see the problem," he mused, his eyes trailing her body. "You clearly enjoy that body—"
Rimuru froze.
Her eyes widened slightly, her face heating up as she immediately looked away. "W-What are you talking about?"
"You know exactly what. How you used your body to take baths with the girls. The way you'd ogle them when you thought they weren't looking? The way you'd find any excuse to grope them?" Veldora took a slow, deliberate step closer, towering over her. "Tsk, tsk. Such a shameless slime."
Rimuru's face burned. "T-That's not—!"
Rimuru stepped back on instinct, but Veldora closed the distance again.
"And then, after the bath?" His voice dropped slightly. "You'd go back to your room... get all comfortable..."
"I saw everything~ Every. Single. Night."
Rimuru stopped breathing. Her whole body locked up, her face burning hotter than Ifrit's flames.
"V-Veldora—!"
But the dragon-turned-man just grinned wider, enjoying every second of her reaction.
"You'd stretch out on your bed, let your hands wander, and—"
"Shut up, shut up, shut up!" Rimuru whirled around, her back to him as she buried her glowing red face in her hands. "You weren't supposed to see that!"
"Ah, but I saw more than just your nightly activities. All those porn, hentai, and erotica you had on your computer." He whistled, "It was- wow. You are a complete degenerate."
Rimuru practically curled in on herself. "Kill me. Just kill me now."
Veldora chuckled and took another step forward, deliberately invading her space.
"You know," he murmured, voice suffused with a dangerous edge, "I never really cared about this kind of thing before. Lust. Desire. But after spending so long watching you?"
Rimuru tensed as he leaned down.
"Watching you learn your own body. Watching you touch yourself night after night. Watching you slowly give in to pleasure—"
His breath brushed her ear, sending a shiver down Rimuru's spine.
"—I realized something."
She wasn't stupid. She could hear it in his tone, the barely restrained hunger lurking behind each word.
"Wh-What is it?"
She was almost afraid to ask but did so anyway, hoping she'd be wrong. Her face felt hot and she was having trouble breathing. Veldora's scent, the warmth of his body, the feel of his breath—
Veldora's lips curled into a grin.
"I saw all the best parts about you, watched you at your worst, and seen everything in between. I saw every kink, every fantasy, every filthy little thought you never wanted anyone to know. And I decided I. WANT. YOU."
Rimuru's heart skipped a beat.
"You-you're messing with me. I-If this is a joke, it's not funny." Rimuru tried to deny it, her voice coming weaker than she wanted it to be.
Veldora laughed softly, the sound dark and amused.
"Oh, Rimuru. I don't joke about things I want."
His fingers brushed her lip, barely a touch, but it felt like it burned through her skin.
Rimuru inhaled sharply, trying to ignore the way her pulse quickened, how her chest tightened, and how heat pooled between her thighs from his words and action. One of her major kinks was being wanted, being desired for who she is and most importantly, having the confidence to take it.
"But... I'm..."
"A man? A slime? A monster?" His finger moved, slowly circling around her lips. "So what?"
His finger moved away, his other hand cupping Rimuru's face and tilting her chin up so she was staring directly into his golden eyes.
"You are Rimuru Tempest and I want you."
He leaned down and Rimuru instinctively tensed, preparing for a kiss. Her breath caught in her throat, her entire body locked up, her mind screaming at her to move, to do something—anything— but she just stood there, frozen.
Veldora's presence was overwhelming, his scent thick and intoxicating, something primal, raw, and dominant. She wasn't into guys or at least she thought she wasn't, but Veldora, he was hitting all her kinks.
And then he kissed her. Her thighs pressed together on instinct. The dull, throbbing ache she grew accustomed to every night was now back with full force, demanding to be relieved. Her pussy ache to be filled by something long, thick, and hard.
Rimuru whimpered into the kiss. The sound escaped before she could stop it, her body reacting before her mind could catch up.
Veldora's lips were hot and demanding. Not rough, but not gentle either—a claiming, a possession, a promise.
And Rimuru?
She let it happen.
Her knees felt weak. She wasn't supposed to want this. But she did. More than she wanted to admit.
It felt like her body betrayed her. Her lips parted on instinct, a breathy, needy little gasp slipping free, and Veldora took full advantage—deepening the kiss, his tongue sliding against hers, dominating her mouth and claiming it as his.
A sharp shiver ran down her spine. Heat coiled low in her belly and spread through her veins like fire. Her thighs squeezed together as her pussy clenched around nothing. She couldn't breathe. She didn't want to breathe. The sensation of his mouth and the heat of his body consumed every thought.
Her fingers twitched at her sides. She should push him away. She should stop this before it went too far. But when she moved, her arms wrapped themselves around his shoulders. Her fingers tugged at his hair, pressing her body closer against his, and arching into his touch. He pulled her body flush against his. Every inch of their bodies touched. She could feel his hard cock against her stomach and she wondered—what would it feel like inside her?
She never kissed anyone before but she never thought a kiss could feel so good.
Veldora's hands slid down her back. His touch burned through her clothes. Her skin tingled where his fingers lingered. When his hand grabbed her ass and squeezed, a soft moan spilled from her lips. She barely recognized her own voice.
She found herself lost in the kiss and when Veldora finally pulled away, she found herself chasing his lips. Her body wanted more. She felt... disappointed to have the kiss end but then—
"Ahh—!"
She gasped as Veldora moved his attention to her neck, nipping and sucking on the soft, pale flesh. He ripped open the top of her dress.
"N-No—stop it—ahh!"
Veldora ignored Rimuru's weak protest. His mouth traveled lower, teeth grazing her collarbone, lips trailing over her sensitive skin. Her hands pushed at his chest but there was no strength behind it. She didn't want this. She couldn't want this. But her body knew better.
Her dress hung loose around her shoulders, fabric slipping, revealing pale, untouched skin.
Veldora took his time, tracing the swell of her exposed chest with slow, deliberate movements before cupping a breast. His thumb brushed her hardened nipple and Rimuru shuddered. Her toes curled in her shoes. Her chest heaved with every unsteady breath.
"Haah..."
He licked his lips. His other hand moved down, caressing her stomach before slipping under her skirt.
Rimuru's fingers twitched, her hands gripping his arms like she wanted to stop him but couldn't.
"Y-You can't," she gasped, "I-I don't—ahh—!"
His fingers traced the outline of her pussy through her thin panties. The touch sent a jolt of pleasure through her body and she bucked, a breathless moan slipping free. Her cheeks burned hotter.
She had to stop this. But when he pushed her panties aside and slid a finger inside her, when he curled his finger inside her, all thoughts vanished from her mind. A shockwave of pleasure coursed through her body.
She thought masturbation felt good but having someone else touch her? It felt a dozen times better. His thumb pressed against her clit as his fingers explored her depths and she—she lost herself in the overwhelming sensation.
"Your body really is too sensitive huh?" Veldora mused. "I think I'll enjoy playing with it as much as you did."
Rimuru didn't respond. All she could do was shudder and whimper, her body trembling with each thrust of his fingers, her voice spilling free as he coaxed her closer and closer to the edge.
And then he stopped.
"Ah— W-Why—why did you stop?" Rimuru's hips rocked, desperately chasing his fingers before she came to her senses. "I-I mean- we shouldn't—"
Veldora pressed the finger he was using to get her off on her lips to stop her from continuing. Her face burned. Her chest heaved with every breath. Her heart pounded so loudly in her ears that she could barely think.
"I want you to imagine it. If my finger feels this good-" He pushed the finger into her mouth, forcing her to taste herself. "-how much better will it feel to have something much bigger inside you?"
Rimuru whimpered. Her face turned even redder. She didn't want to but she couldn't help imagining how his cock would feel inside her—thick, long, and hard—and—
"Ahh—"
She shuddered again, the image alone sending another wave of pleasure through her body. She could almost feel him inside her.
She couldn't stop thinking about it. His cock. Thick, long, hard—spreading her open, stretching her, filling her in ways she had never felt before.
Veldora smirked at her reaction.
"You're imagining it, aren't you?" he murmured.
Rimuru's thighs clenched and she whimpered.
"You can feel it," he continued, dragging his fingers down her body again, teasing, tracing, not nearly enough. "How my cock would stretch you open... how deep it would go… how full you'd be..."
Her whole body shuddered. She wanted to deny it but she couldn't.
"Come on, Rimuru. Let's explore a bit and if you don't like it, we can stop. How does that sound?"
Rimuru hesitated. This was a bad idea. It was a terrible idea. She felt that if she went with it, there would be no turning back... but she couldn't help it. Veldora got her all hot and horny.
"F-fine... Just this once," she said breathlessly.
Veldora grinned. He slid his hands down, grabbing the hem of her dress and ripping the rest of it from her body. Her underwear was next. He could see her juice dripping down her thighs. He could smell the scent of her arousal.
"Do you have a bed stored in your Stomach?"
Rimuru nodded. With a wave of her hand, a bed appeared.
Veldora turned to Rimuru, a devilish smile on his lips. He picked her up and tossed her onto the bed.
"Eep-" She bounced with a cute little yelp.
Veldora chuckled, climbing on top of her and caging her body with his arms. His clothes already disappeared between the time he tossed her on the bed to when he got on top of her.
She couldn't help but look down at him—his cock was already hard and standing proud. Her face burned with embarrassment but her body trembled with excitement. He looked so big, so intimidating... and her body craved it.
She felt his hardness pressing against her stomach. It felt different from his finger, larger, thicker, harder, hotter.
"Look at you," he murmured, running a finger along her slick folds.
Her pussy was drenched, juices glistening and dripping down her inner thighs.
"You're this wet already," Veldora chuckled. "And you were telling me you don't want this?"
Rimuru whimpered and squirmed beneath him.
"Just hurry up and put it in," she grumbled, turning her head away, her body betraying her with how badly she wanted it by spreading her legs for him.
Veldora grinned, positioning his throbbing cock at her entrance.
"Alright then," he said softly. "Here I go."
He pressed forward. The tip entered her easily enough.
"Ah- ahh—"
She choked out a sharp, breathy gasp. Her nails dug into the sheets as Veldora's cock pushed deeper inside her. She could feel her pussy stretching around him, the thick length forcing its way in, filling her inch by throbbing inch.
Veldora groaned, gripping her hips, holding her still as he buried himself to the hilt.
"Fuck, you're tight."
Rimuru whimpered, panting as her legs trembled and wrapped around his waist. It felt so full. So deep. Nothing like her fingers. Nothing like before. This was thicker, harder, hotter, stretching her completely open, leaving no room for anything else.
"I'm going to move, okay?" Veldora said softly.
She just nodded, not trusting her voice at this point.
Veldora pulled out. He could feel her body clinging to him and when he pushed in again, her slick walls clutched around him like a glove, as if begging him to go deeper, harder.
"Ah- ahh-"
Rimuru's moan sounded like music to his ears. He leaned down, kissing her shoulder.
"Does it feel good?" he murmured.
Rimuru didn't respond. All she could do was whimper and pant as Veldora thrust in and out of her. Her body was on fire, her stomach tensing and twisting, her mind fuzzy with pleasure. It felt so good. So much better than anything else. His dick was hitting places she didn't even know existed. Every thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body.
Veldora drove his dick into Rimuru's tight pussy. Her walls stretched around him as he filled her completely again and again and again. Wetness coated his shaft as he pulled back and slammed in again. Her legs tightened around his waist as her nails dug into his back.
Her back arched as her legs spread wider. Her breathing came in short gasps as her pussy clenched around his cock. Her tits bounced with every thrust. Soft flesh jiggled hypnotically as he gripped her hips. He held her still as he fucked her harder. Her ass slapped against his thighs with every movement.
Her pussy squeezed him rhythmically with every stroke. She was so tight that he could feel every twitch of her insides. Her juices dripped onto the sheets as he thrust faster. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the air as he fucked her harder and harder.
Her moans turned into broken cries as he kept thrusting.
"Ah- Ahh- Aah-"
She couldn't stop panting as he kept driving his cock deeper and deeper inside her. The pleasure was unbearable, building with every thrust. He felt so good. So big. So thick. She wanted more. She wanted it so bad.
"I-It feels good—ah! Haah—aaah- I- I'm going to—"
Her moans turned into desperate cries as she got closer and closer to the edge. She had never felt anything like this before. The pleasure was too intense. Too much.
He lifted her ass lifted off the bed and pinned her legs to her shoulder in a mating press.
"F-Fuck—" she choked out as Veldora pushed in even deeper. "CUMMING—!"
Rimuru's vision went white as the pleasure reached its peak and exploded through her entire body. Her toes curled, her back arched, her pussy clamping down on Veldora's cock. A sudden gush of wetness coated his pelvis as her hips jerked wildly.
"I'm going to—" Veldora groaned.
His cock pulsed as he buried himself inside her to the hilt. Thick ropes of cum flooded her insides as he shot load after load inside her.
Her body twitched as his cum filled her to the brim. She could feel it spilling out from around his cock, leaking onto the sheets beneath her. Her insides twitched as the overstimulation of his dick rubbing against her sensitive walls prolonged her orgasm.
Her fingers clawed into the bed as the pleasure went on and on, her body shuddering with each movement. Her legs spasmed as the pleasure subsided, twitching from the aftershocks.
"Haaah... haaah..."
She could barely breathe. Her entire body felt heavy, exhausted from the pleasure. Her pussy was still twitching from the aftershocks. She had never come that hard before.
Veldora sighed, his cock still buried in her as they catch their breath.
"I... you came inside me," She could feel his hot cum sloshing around inside her. "W-What if I got pregnant?"
"Then it'll be a miracle. The stronger a monster gets, the harder it is for them to reproduce. As a True Dragon and an Awakened Demon Lord, it'll take a literal miracle for you to get pregnant." Veldora laughed and kissed her cheeks.
"Oh..." Rimuru sighed in relief though a small part of her couldn't help feeling disappointed at the news.
After catching her breath, Rimuru stared up at Veldora. His golden eyes bore down on her with intensities that left her blushing. His cock was still inside her, still hard as steel.
"What are you looking at?" she muttered, trying to ignore the way her face felt on fire.
"Oh, just admiring you. You really are pretty," Veldora said, smiling warmly.
Her face burned hotter at the unexpected compliment. She wasn't used to this kind of thing.
"Get off me already." She wiggled under him.
Veldora chuckled, "Ah, but we're not done yet."
"We-we're not?!" She squeaked, eyes widening as his cock twitched inside her. "A-Are you serious?!"
He grinned, sliding out of her before flipping her over onto her stomach. Her ass was high in the air, pussy and asshole exposed. Her pussy was dripping wet and messy with his cum.
"Waitwaitwait-OOOOH-!"
Her yelp turned into a loud moan as he shoved his cock back into her tight pussy.
"Ah-haaaah... no... it's too soon... haah... haaah—"
Veldora started thrusting again.
It would be a long week before Rimuru was seen on Tempest's streets again.