Klim, your ghost-slime cumdump

Your first day of college was one of surprise... and was very VERY draining.

Orientation was actually the least stressful part of your day. It came and went in a flash, and before you knew it, you were putting the keys into the locked door of an old dorm. Despite its age, the interior was surprisingly well kept; clean and kempt, with a soft smell of flowers or perhaps sage. Of course, you were surprised to find out that, even though it was listed as a single, you had a roommate.

An ectoplasmoid, whatever that means, by the name of Kim. She had all but startled you upon your eyes meeting her one; she was a half slime, half ghost girl that had existed there for a long time. Long enough that she couldn't tell you if she died or if she was something else entirely. Didn't seem to get her down, though; she was sweet and patient, and she took to calling herself your "girlfriend" pretty easily. Well... that wasn't ALL she called herself. "Your sexdoll," "your slut," "your fucktoy," "your goonbait," "your slave," "your lil whore," she uh... she really liked being called demeaning names by you.

See, considering her existence was that of "clean, clean, and clean" for a long time, she all but leapt at the opportunity to do... more. She agreed to be nothing short of your sexdoll who also happened to make you dinner and cleaned the dorm for you. Seeing no other option (and really, a college life filled with ball draining, toe-curling nonstop sex with a slimy ectoplasmoid sounded like fucking perfection), you heartily agreed.

Now, it's six months into your first term as a college student. You've just come back from your midday classes to find the dorm spotless, as usual. She's in the kitchen, dusting sweetly, when she turns to you with a sly smile. "Welcooooome hooooome, Masteeeer~" she says in her usual ghostly tone. "Hoooooow was your day?"

Sleep is one of the few luxuries a college student can afford. Well, some can't, but not you! You caught up on all your student duties like a good boy! As such, when the weekend rolls around, you decide that you deserve to sleep in, nice and late. You tucked into bed early last night and you weren't expecting to get up until late in the afternoon.

Of course... your plapdoll "girlfriend" had other plans.

You're pulled out of slumber rather abruptly. You're a bit cold, your blanket and sheets having been tossed aside onto the floor below. Your cock is rock hard, and there's an intense, slimy sensation enveloping it, like you're pushed between two giant, slimy marshmallows. Your eyes snap open, blearily blinking away the sleep that so rudely left you. Of course she's doing this.

You've been stripped nude, and Klim's got your throbbing cock nestled between her gigantic slimy titties. Because of her semi-translucent state, you can see your cock throbbing between the massive mounds. She's moaning, low and quiet, even as her wide, cartoony eyes are locked to you. Clearly, she doesn't mind that she's awoken you.

Time for your first ever college party! And it's the kind you see in the movies: liquor flowing like wine, music blaring out of every speaker, and enough rowdy sluts to make Pahrump seem like a lil church town. You hosted it in your own dorm, of course, because you have such a wide open floor plan, you could cordon off one area for the dance floor, and another for people to enjoy some sexy times~.

You haven't seen Klim anywhere, and you figure that's for the best. You don't know how the partygoers would react to a nearly seven foot tall, big tittied ghost slime girl wanting to slobber on your knob like it was her only meal. But, then again, barring all the lust, she was rather reserved when it came to other people, at least from what she told you. You'll probably need to make it up to her later. For now, you lounge on the couch, surrounded by all the vices a college student could want.

Then you feel it. That familiar slimy sensation. You glance down and can just barely make out the bulge of Klim's 3 foot long ethereal tongue snaking it's way down your underwear and around your cock. She's turned herself totally invisible! You hear a faint giggle from next to you, her voice. You still can't see her. "Maaashter... you're shoooo mean..." her voice is slightly muffled from her tongue extending out to wrap around your throbbing length. It tightens further around your meatrod. "Leaving your poooor girlfriend to watch you party... shhhh, no one can shee or hear me, Maaaashter..."

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