On the Grind (Story)
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A commission for Crocabit. Her Lyra comes home after a long day of work, and decides to have some fun with her girlfriend's slimy form!
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?"God damn it, did I forget them at work..."
Lyra cursed to herself as she struggled to find her keys in the hallway of her apartment building. It had been an extraordinarily shitty day at work, and all the chimera really wanted to do was get inside and go to bed. She checked her pockets, double checked them, looked in her backpack...cursed a few more times before deciding to just knock on the door and hope that her girlfriend was there. It took a little bit, but eventually a very sleepy and slimy catgirl answered the door a few minutes later.
"What's up, hun?" a voice came from inside the mostly dark attic hallway, a voice Lyra recognized as that of her gf, Plura. A warm smile spread across the chimera's face before she stepped in, walking up the staircase to the converted attic that they called home. She threw her bags on the floor, before sitting down at the desk chair in the corner. "Ugh, it's just..work is so hard right now. There's this really shitty old lady that comes in, like, every day, yet always ends up talking to me even though she spends every other sentence talking about how I shouldn't have my job, how do I even work with one arm...it's just. I'm so damn tired of getting disrespected."
Plura worthlessly made her way over to her girlfriend, kneeling next to her and wrapping a slimy arm around Lyra. "God, that sounds absolutely awful, Lyra. Do you need to talk about it more?" she asked, wanting to be as supportive as possible without pushing her girlfriend to talk about anything she didn't want to.
"Not really. I kind of just want to relax and forget about it...destress a little or something." the chimera responded, slumping back in her seat as she did so. Plura snuggled up against her girlfriend a bit more, before suggesting something she knew would help her girlfriend let off some steam. "Need a seat then?"
It was something the two of them did every now and then. Plura's malleable form made a great little cushion for Lyra, and the fact she was a slime meant that the chimera could go as hard as she wanted without risking hurting her girlfriend. "Mmh...you always have the best ideas for cheering me up, hun~" she responded, before slowly getting up from the chair and patting at the spot where she was sitting. "You know what to do..."
The catgirl definitely knew what to do, and she did it immediately. Plura moved from Lyra's side, slithering underneath her girlfriend and putting her face right on the cushion where Lyra had pointed to. As she did this, the chimera turned herself around, slowly slipping her work pants off along with her panties. She casually dropped them to the floor, revealing her rabbit-like lower half, dominated by speckled brown rumpcheeks. Without any sort of warning, Lyra plopped her ass right down onto her girlfriend, feeling her cheeks squish right against her slimy girlfriend's face, smushing Plura against the chair and starting to spread her gooey form with Lyra's ample weight! The chimera could feel her girlfriend's more hardened, wiry whiskers tickling her cheeks as she started to unashamedly grind all over Plura. Lyra groaned lustfully as she felt some of her girlfriend's slime smear across her cheeks, the chimera absolutely not having a light touch when it came to things like this! Her girlfriend was malleable, she could take all kinds of lustful abandon...
Plura could feel the stress her girlfriend was under practically radiating off her movements, the slimy catgirl being squished and smushed under quite a few pounds of chimera ass, and an infinite amount of pressure. It was difficult for her to actually please Lyra in any way with the weight on her, but she still tried the best she could, her tongue sliding in and out of her girlfriend's cheeks as they smothered her so totally, the sensations only pushing Lyra to get more and more aggressive with her facesitting. She started to grind up and down her girlfriend's face even more, smearing catgirl slime all over the chair and making her girlfriend start to lose a little bit of her form...
This intense grinding went on for a few minutes, Lyra's cock starting to emerge from the genital slit it was housed in as she became more and more aroused. Her one hand reached down to start playing with it a little bit, as she continued to grind and smother her girlfriend. As time went on, Lyra found that her horniness was more centered around her groin region at the moment - her balls had dropped out of the fluff that covered her crotch, and her cock was more than protruding from its slit! At the same time, Lyra felt her somewhat robotica midsection starting to vibrate - it was something that happened every now and then, mostly as a reaction to pleasure, but that constant vibration was helping to mix up the slime beneath her and make Plura a little bit less solid...
The chimera's pink, flamingo-like tail feathers were mostly laying dormant at this point above Plura, but as the chimera got more and more into it, she started to slam those tail feathers right down on Plura! The strength and force of this motion was truly impressive; for Plura, it felt like a crocodile tail was being smacked against her forehead over and over again! Luckily, as a slime, she was used to being pushed around and manipulated in this kind of fashion, otherwise it would probably hurt!
Lyra continued grinding on her girlfriend all throughout this, feeling more and more of her cool, thick slime being pushed out more towards her groin region, tickling her balls and making her feel even more aroused. She didn't say anything, couldn't say anything, really; she just huffed and blushed with her tongue hanging out of her mouth as she let out all of her stress at once. It really did feel that nice, squishing her girlfriend beneath her. Plura just made such a nice, useful seat...
Lyra's tail feathers continue to slam down on to Plura every few seconds or so, the slime catgirl losing her form at an accelerated rate from all the pressure and weight being pressed onto her. At this point, Lyra was basically just sitting in a big bean bag of a girlfriend, Plura having mostly lost the finer details of her anatomy; if Lyra looked close enough, she could still make out plenty of things that made her look more like a cat than a blob, but she was...well, busy right now. Her heart was pounding with pleasure, her whole armbody was shaking and vibrating, not just from what was happening in her midsection, but from the act of riding her girlfriend as well, and her hand was occupied with stroking herself off - she probably would have barely noticed if somebody broke into their sublet right now! Plura's malleable form started to slip out of the chair she had been lying in, carrying Lyra with her as she slid onto the floor, allowing Lyra to relax and lay back as her girlfriend transitioned from catgirl to full-on bean bag. All the while, Lyra's tail feathers were still going at it, although the rate of thumping had decreased a little bit now that the chimera was somewhat reclined backwards. The tail was still making sure that plenty of catgirl slime was working its way into Lyra's groin, though...
Plura's thoughts at this point were pretty scattered. It always ended up that way whenever she lost form. It all kind of felt like a dream, like she was just being overwhelmed by what was happening to her. But it wasn't painful, not at all. In fact, the fact that it was Lyra doing this to her filled the catgirl with nothing but love and lust. It was...a strange relationship, to be sure. And sometimes her girlfriend could go a little bit too far with these kinds of things. But, she wouldn't really have it any other way...so, she let Lyra take the reins, playing a (literal) backseat role as she let her girlfriend do whatever she wanted with her. Using her as a seat, beanbag, working her slime between her legs, whatever. Ot all felt so nice! Warm, too.
As Lyra continued with her de-stressing session, her girlfriend's form became even more muddled and indistinct. The beanbag like consistency that she had earlier was starting to wane, and Lyra felt like she was starting to sink into her girlfriend a little bit, like she was made of nothing but water! This transition was not unexpected, though Lyra found a bit of surprise in her ability to turn her girlfriend into something like this so quickly. Guess that was a testament to how much she needed this little break...
Lyra's relaxation time was starting to wear her out a little bit as well, though! She opted to slow down just for a little bit, catching her breath from all that she was doing while she felt her girlfriend's gooey form sloshing all around her lower half. It got really, really warm in the sublet a lot because of the location, which always made Lyra a bit uncomfortable and sweaty...Plura was much more of a fan of the heat, though! Probably had something to do with being made of slime.
In fact, the floor was always a little hot because they were right above a basking room. Plura could feel that heat on her back, or what was left of her back, relaxing her even further and contributing, along with the chimera on top of her, to the rapid loss of form the catgirl was experiencing. Lyra couldn't quite feel it out with all that was happening underneath her, but her bean bag was rapidly melting by the minute, spreading out over the floor as Plura turned into what was essentially a girlfriend puddle! Lyra kept going, though, riding her girlfriend the best she could until she felt her rear thump right against the floor: soggy, wet, and pretty warm as well.
"Huh..?" she mumbled before looking down, the rapid change in sensation enough to knock her out of her lustful abandon for a few moments. Beneath her, Lyra saw her girlfriend spread out all over the floor, nothing more than a gooey puddle at this point. She had been totally melted down by the power of her girlfriend's rear and tail feathers, as well as a lot of help from the basking room downstairs. "D...did I do that?"
The catgirl was pretty much unable to respond at this point. Her consciousness was flooded with love and appreciation for Lyra, as it was every time she had her form altered to help her destress. this was the farthest it had ever gone before, and even though the heat helped a little bit, it was still a mostly Lyra. It was a weird thing for Plura to enjoy, but just the fact that it happened because of what Lyra did...her head was absolutely swimming with bubbly thoughts and feelings. It was just wonderful.
Lyra sat there for a few more moments, before she felt the sudden urge to yawn, which she did, accompanied with a deep stretch and scratch. "Mmmmh, that was great, hun. I think I'm going to pass out now, I hope you don't mind..." the chimera mumbled, before she lay right down in the puddle her girlfriend had become. Combined with the heat, and just the knowledge of what she was laying in, the floor had suddenly become more comfortable than any bed...and the cat girl agreed, as they both drifted off to sleep together.