Jonathan Kincaid stood in the grocery store aisle with a frown on his face. When a lone shop clerk came his way, he turned and hailed her with a polite smile.

"Excuse me? Why is this one sixty percent off?"

The girl looked from his to the product he was gesturing at with a slight mix of surprise and confusion. Her blonde hair, done up in a ponytail through the hole in her cap, bounced slightly as she shrugged.

"I don't know, Sir. Maybe try checking the date? We often discount things when they're close to expiring."

Jonathan nodded, and the girl stalked off, although he noticed the look she gave him when she thought he wasn't looking. It held both pity and a bit of moral disgust that made him sigh, but she was soon enough forgotten when he turned his attention back to the rack and stroked his chin thoughtfully.

Ten minutes later, he was pushing a fully loaded shopping cart towards his car.

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Jonathan carefully maneuvered the bulky package out of the trunk of his car and carried it carefully inside, groaning and sweating from the strain of carrying it. It was a heavy thing, made heavier by a sharp ridge near the bottom, and when he finally managed to push open his front door and navigate to his living room, he dumped the contained heavily on the floor and gave a relieved sigh, before going out to bring in the rest of his groceries. For a while, he busied himself with putting his purchases away, and then he returned to the living room and sat down on the couch a few feet from his new investment. It sat there, immobile and plain; a squat, green container in the shape of a can, with a lid that was held in place by three solid clamps. On the side was the name of the product in cartoonish letters, and on top it had a date, written and highlighted in yellow. The fat, 60% OFF sticker covered part of it, but Jonathan hadn't bothered to peel it away before purchasing it. He knew what it said.

Slowly, he rose and walked over to the can, and with two hands managed to unhook the first clamp. It took some effort, and his fingers ached as it snapped free, but fortunately the other two were easier, now that the pressure was off. A soft scent of syrup and petrichor began to waft up at him from the can, and he tentatively removed the lid to peer down into it, unsure of what to expect.

It was slime. Emerald green and semi-translucent, but without any identifiable shapes beyond a homogeneous mass. Jonathan frowned. A small part of him was disappointed.

Then a pair of eyes opened, and he stumbled back in time to see digits, hands, arms, a whole head and torso rise from the confines of the container and surge upwards, until it had the shape of a voluptuous woman. A cute bob of hair-shaped slime framed her face as she turned to look at him, and then she slid forward with a happy sound, almost tipping her former home over wholesale as she fought to escape its confines. Jonathan let himself fall into the couch as the goo-girl emerged and advanced for him, and suddenly she was on top of him, a physical presence as real as any person, only softer and ever-so-slightly damp to the touch. Jonathan swallowed and looked into the girl's face. Her eyes were tiny, golden glows in her impromptu face, and he noticed that he could still see the room on the other side of her through her body, albeit faintly and heavily tinted in hues of green. Carefully, he reached up to touch her. She did not shy away. Instead, she seemed to flow against his hand, while the smile on her face widened.

"H-hey there," he said. The goo-girl tilted her face curiously.

"Hhhraah?" She burbled, and Jonathan had to fight to suppress a smile. That's right, the creature wasn't supposed to speak. Really, they had very little sentience beyond the immense desire to be near to humans, and this was very much on purpose. He had heard them described as 'dogs you can fuck', but that comparison had always made him somewhat queasy. It held, though; the goo-girls were intended to be perfect, perpetually content partners, a mix between a pet and a sentient sex toy, all servile eagerness and happy contentment from now until their inevitable deaths a few years down the line. It was a niche product still, but one that Jonathan had always been curious about. And now, he had one. At 60% off, even.

"Hey, girl," he murmured, and her smile elicited one of his own as she burbled another few, incoherent sounds from her makeshift throat. Jonathan placed his hand on her hip, and marveled as he found her solid enough that his fingers did not sink through the barrier of her skin and into the slime itself. She was soft, however, and he curiously began to mold the slime-girl's flesh with his fingers, an act which only made her giggle and wiggle on top of him as if he was scratching the belly of an overly friendly cat. It only took Jonathan a few minutes to realize that her body was so malleable that he could practically squeeze and mold her into any shape he wanted without concern for her safety, and slowly, the sensation of touch and closeness and intimacy made his cock stir between his legs, which reminded him of the most important thing he had to do.

The Seeding.

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Jonathan's trousers were only far enough below his groin to allow his cock the freedom of movement when he wrapped his arms around the goo-girl's ass and bodily pulled her onto him. The warm, slightly damp skin of her body felt incredible on his exposed shaft, and he was grateful when she seemed to understand perfectly what he was doing, and obediently angled herself down to meet him. Perfect, plump pussy lips seemed to materialize around him as he pushed between her legs, and immediately he was balls deep in her, her wet insides like a perfectly lubricated toy hugging and clenching tightly around him. Selfishly, Jonathan moaned and began to pump his hips into his latest investment, all the while hefting her ass to pull her up and down on top of his cock. Looking down, he could faintly see the dark shape of something slender moving inside her, and the sight of his own cock punching hard into her willing body made the prospect of lasting anything more than a few minutes a losing one. The sensation was simply too good. Reluctantly, he slowed down.

This did not deter the goo-girl, however, and she seemed to take his slowing pace as a sign that she should take over instead. No sooner had he settled into a nice, languid rhythm than she began to bounce eagerly, each movement causing her bubbly butt to slap loudly against his thighs and sinking him as far into her warm cunt as he had ever been inside anything. "Hrraahh!" she chortled, and Jonathan could only stare at her large, bouncing breasts with their perfectly perky nipples wobbling seductively in something akin to resignation before his body relented to her enthusiastic ride, and he arched backwards in a hard, powerful orgasm. Tiny, spurting jets of white erupted into the goo-girl's belly, and had Jonathan had a mind for anything but his own pleasure, he would have seen the cum swirling into thin strands and getting whisked away into the girl's translucent body almost as quickly as he could deliver it. As it were, he simply leaned his head back and closed his eyes, and allowed his new pet to drain him of every last drop of sperm he had to offer. Until finally, she sensed his passiveness, and her ride stopped.

"Mrrrohrr!" The goo-girl wiggled and smiled down at him, her round face the perfect picture of innocence. "Mrroor! Mm.. mmmore!"

Jonathan's eyes flew open. Had she just spoken?

"What? What did you say?!"

The goo-girl tilted her head and bounced happily on top of his flaccid cock. "Mmore! More!"

He shook his head, frowning. "No-- no, that's not right. You aren't supposed to talk!"

She blinked, not comprehending, and smiled again. "More! P.. please? More fffun. Mmore.. happy!" She seemed to be struggling with every word, and dragging them out of whatever repository they were hidden in was an effort in concentration. Carefully, the girl scrunched up her face and tried again.

"Mmore happy! More.. fun! Cum? Yes? I-- I like cum. More, please? You.. you'll like, too. See?"

Jonathan felt something wet and very, very soft close around his flaccid member, and he realized that the girl had allowed her body to flow around him, to swallow his still-recovering cock in an attempt to nurse it back to life. What's more, it was working, and he had to physically push her off, both hands sinking deep into her supple tit-flesh as he forcibly shoved her away. The goo-girl giggles and made a soft, semi-moaning sound, but she obeyed him and smoothly slid off and down onto the floor. Jonathan got up and buttoned his trousers, his head spinning.

"You-- how are you talking? Goo-girls don't talk? You're-- you don't have a brain, or a throat, or..."

A thought suddenly struck him, and he stalked over to where he had discarded the lid of the canister. Flipping it over, he found the 60% OFF sticker and ripped it away to reveal the date underneath. Immediately, his heart sank.

"Sixth of August.. that's yesterday!"

Behind him, the goo-girl slid onto the sofa and arranged herself in a pleasant pile of soft curves. She smiled at him.

"Yesterday. August. Yes. I'm Chae. Hi!"

Jonathan turned and stared at the girl with mixed emotions. She peered back at him with a curious stare and a honey-sweet smile. She was still perfectly naked, and perfectly, brilliantly green. Jonathan swallowed a lump. Maybe she was pretty cute. She certainly seemed eager enough.

"Hi, Chae," he said slowly. "I'm Jonathan. I.. guess you're mine now, huh?"

Chae nodded eagerly. "Jonathan! Yes. I'm Chae! Hi!"

Jonathan smiled despite himself. This was not how he had imagined his day turning out, but receiving a goo-girl that could talk? That was something special, wasn't it? Not a lot of guys could boast that. Slowly, he stepped over and allowed her green hands to stretch up and caress his thighs. Her mouth was set in a wide smile, and her eyes glowed happily as she pawed at his legs. Maybe he could let her stay, at least for a while, until he figured out what had happened. It might even be nice to have someone to talk to, even if she was pretty monosyllabic so far. It'd be a change of pace, anyway, and a welcome one.

Jonathan reached out and stroked a hand over her head. Chae burbled happily.

"More fun?" she asked.

Jonathan nodded.

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