Gabby dismissed the messages. She had no time to think about them. Her priority was to get home before she did anything else. That included eating.

  She was absolutely starving, but the scent of blood would attract predators. Eating now was too risky. Still, she couldn’t hold herself back from drinking some of the blood that was pouring out of the dead rabbit. Just to hide the scent. Totally not because it was tasty.

  The forest was now covered in complete darkness. The sun had set a while ago and Gabby was still a good distance from her cave.

  A chill went down Gabby's spine. She stopped and looked behind herself. Trying to find if there was something out there or if she was just being paranoid.

  The forest was deathly quiet. The only sounds were her heaving breaths and the beating of her heart. Moments like this were when Gabby missed the shrieking of birds, while they were annoying most of the time, they did make the forest feel less oppressive. Now, all that surrounded her were mundane trees, she felt like they were mocking her for being scared of nothing.

  Not noticing any movement, Gabby resumed her jog back towards her cave.

  A faint rhythmic patter followed her. Gabby was certain she heard it. Something was stalking her.

  Panicked, she started sprinting. The pattering behind her grew into soft thumps as the pursuer sped up.

  Gabby threw a gnce behind herself, spotting a pair of red eyes among the trees. She was being hunted by a bloodwolf. Even with her excellent night vision she struggled to make out its full form, the rge beast’s fur blended in together with the darkened environment.

  The wolf, with its four legs, was a lot faster than Gabby. The distance between them shrank at a rapid pace. If it caught up to her, she would be dead. A wolf would already be an extreme danger to Gabby. But this was a bloodwolf, they were rger and stronger than other wolves found in the forest. She had zero chance in a fight.

  With the chase nearing an end, Gabby was left with no other options. Quickly, she put the rabbit in her mouth and jumped at a nearby tree. Her cws dug into the thick bark as she scrambled as fast as she could up the trunk.

  Gabby felt the breath of the wolf on her foot before it snapped its maw shut, barely missing her. She didn't stop climbing, moving high up into the tree to be sure the wolf couldn't get her.

  Below, the wolf snarled, angry its prey had gotten away.

  For now.

  Gabby entered the wolf’s head as it slinked back into the forest. She had forgotten to use her [Telepathy] during the chase. She had done that several times now, forgetting about her skill. She had no clue how it could help her, and it was forgotten because of that. Had her skill been like the chief’s, she would have used it constantly. Hitting things really hard was a great problem solver, unlike looking into the brains of others.

  The rabbit’s mind had put the slime to shame, but the wolf was way beyond both of them. Gabby had no control when she peered into its thoughts, tossed around like a rabbit in a goblin’s mouth. All she could see were its surface thoughts.

  Luckily, that was what she needed. The wolf knew the goblin wouldn't come down until it was safe, so the wolf pnned to hide nearby and wait for an opportunity to ambush. The mental connection cut off as the wolf moved away from Gabby. She made a reluctant note that the range of [Telepathy] was only about a stone’s throw away from her.

  Her heart was still hammering in her chest, but knowing the wolf’s pn made Gabby feel slightly calmer. She wasn’t in any danger until she left the tree.

  With nothing better to do, Gabby leant back on her branch and started skinning the rabbit. She would have to spend the night in the tree. And that meant she now had plenty of time to eat.

  She reveled in the taste of the rabbit’s meat. Food tasted even better when hungry, and she was starving. Between the bites of rabbit flesh Gabby still tossed nervous gnces down at the ground. She knew she was safe, but she also didn’t know where the wolf was hiding. A part of her hoped she would be able to spot a piece of fur among the trees.

  Gabby crunched down on the st piece of bone that remained of the rabbit while rubbing her stuffed stomach. A loud belch escaped her lips, the sound reverberating through the forest. Her face, neck and chest were drenched in blood. Before she began licking herself clean like the glutton she was.

  With her belly full, Gabby was about to go to sleep when she remembered something. Something that she had forgotten when other things had taken priority. Killing the rabbit had leveled her up, whatever that meant. With great curiosity she brought up her status screen.

  [ Status ]

  Not much had changed on the screen. She had acquired something called “Status points” that she could “assign” to her stats. Gabby had no clue what this meant, the thing was using fancy words and she didn't like it.

  Clueless on what to do, she tried to push her status points into her [Telepathy].

  [ Status points cannot be used on skills ]

  Gabby studied the message. Her superior goblin brain worked overtime to understand what to do. She found the section beled “Stats” and looked at it. There were words and numbers, more things she didn't understand.

  Strength, wasn't that the word the chief sometimes talked about? She tried to push her points into that.

  [ Your Strength has increased: 2 -> 5 ]

  A comfortable warmth surged through Gabby's body, spreading from her core to the tips of her limbs. Her muscles tightened as they expanded. Her arms and legs pulsed with power as they thickened. Through the small amount of fat, a faint outline of abs surfaced on her stomach. Even her height seemed to shift as the changes took hold, bones stretching to accommodate the growth. The addictive power she felt coursing through her veins almost tempted her to jump down from the tree and fight the wolf. Almost.

  Gabby stretched her body, she felt incredible and she looked incredible. A finger traced the bumps of her abs. If this was what it meant to level up, then Gabby wanted more.

  With the transformation complete, the energy faded, every part of her body rexed again. Every part except one.

  She started stroking her throbbing cock through the slime. Gabby imagined herself strong enough to hunt any creature in the forest, bulging muscles that could shrug off any attack. Maybe even defeat the chief for his position in the tribe.

  The slime handled her growing erection quite well this time. Gabby could bully the slime like yesterday. But right now she just wanted to be worshiped. Sensing her command the slime moved its mass around her cock and balls, massaging Gabby's massive dick while she jerked herself off.

  The living sex toy was ecstatic to be of use to its mistress, rocking itself in tempo with Gabby's hard strokes. Precum started to form at the tip of Gabby's cock and was instantly absorbed. Gabby couldn't resist bullying the slime a bit.

  “No eat until Gabby tells you.” She commanded the slime. This was the first time the slime had been genuinely upset at one of her commands. Thoughts of protest and frustration grew. Being declined its favorite meal was unacceptable.

  Gabby only managed to raise an eyebrow before the slime remembered its position beneath her. Surrendering to her command with no more compints.

  Dashing the hopes of the pitiful slime turned her on even more. Gabby doubled the speed and force which she jerked her fat cock with. Squelching and moaning filled the forest. She was getting close to release. A rge glob of precum forming in the slime now that it wasn't allowed to absorb it. Pleasure built as her dick felt even harder. Her testicles twitched as they prepared to pump her load as hard as they could into the gooey semen storage.

  Then Gabby came. Her balls squeezed as a massive load was ejacuted into the slime. Gabby didn't hold back her voice as she howled in pleasure, a nearby flock of birds wes rudely awakened by the loud noise.

  Every throb of Gabby's fat cock, was a new electric shock of pleasure traveling up her spine, followed by a hot rope of her seed filling the slime. She felt her heavy orbs compress as the slime increased its pressure, making sure to extract all the cum hidden inside her sack. Coaxing more cum to fill and distend it further.

  When her orgasm ended, a rge pocket of semen was hanging off her cock inside the slime. Its shape morphed to accommodate the sheer amount of seed that filled it as well as the genitals that supplied it. Gabby could feel the slime brimming with excitement, licking its mental lips, ready to feast the moment she gave the order.

  Gabby didn't give the order.

  Instead she pulled the slime off her dick and put it under her head like a pillow. Leaving a gaping hole shaped from her massive cock. A small trail of cum dripped out of the hole. In a panic the slime closed up as fast as it could, ensuring no more cum could escape.

  Gabby smirked as she snuggled into the slime. With both her dick, belly, and sadistic personality satisfied she fell asleep, loud snoring followed a few minutes ter. Coincidentally, that was when the cum container realised the predicament it found itself in.

  “Mistress…?”

  DegenerateDude