She fell to her knees at the bottom of the staircase, as the Slime loosened control of her to glue itself to the rock beneath her feet, anchoring itself into position. A thick tube of slime opened up her anus and forced its way up her asshole.
“Ah, safe at home… Time to eat you.” his voice cruel and uncaring. Like she was just cattle to him.
In the patches where it still remained, her skin itched horribly. The areas that had been exposed to the slime for longer had already dissolved away down to Catherine’s muscle and fat. She could feel it wriggling inside of her, already at work liquifying her organs into soup. The pain was unbearable. The goo covered every inch of her body, massaging it grossly, and sucking the nutrients from it. Behind her, Rose and Sally were marched down the staircase by the Slime mimic that covered them. The girls make muffled complaints as their digestions started.