Sticky Situation pt 1


Sarah was enjoying a quiet evening alone at home. Her parents, world-wide known heroes Sonic and Amy, were out and about on one of their usual shenanigans and Sarah’s brother Martin was out with his girlfriend. She sighed a little, not being a fan of being alone, but at least she could enjoy a movie and some popcorn. She had just finished making some and was about to put on a movie her fiancee, Knees, had highly recommended, when the doorbell rang.
“Huh? Who is it at this hour?” she asked, raising a brow. Huffing and hoping it wouldn’t take long, she got up and went to check. Weirdly enough, no one was there… except for a big metal barrel that she was sure wasn’t there a few minutes ago. Confused and curious, Sarah opened the door and checked the barrel. At first sight, nothing was wrong about it. It was just one of those barrels people used to put car fuel in. It had a message taped to it, so Sarah took it and read it.
“Bring it inside for a surprise. Love, Knees.” she read. She blinked: this was an… odd gift from Knees’ part, she’d usually bring her more romantic gifts like flowers and chocolate, but it was her handwriting and Sarah had no reason not to doubt her. Shrugging, she dragged the barrel inside, grunting since it was very heavy, then a thought striked her: what if… it was that heavy because Knees was inside?! That made her chuckle: she liked it when Knees would pull stunts like that. One time, she had come home before Sarah could finish a concert and hide in her wardrobe to surprise her. It was very nice, thought Sarah as she finally dragged the barrel into the center of the living room. Sarah huffed and wiped the sweat away from her forehead, giving small taps with the tip of her foot to the barrel, waiting for Knees to come out. But, just as Sarah began to think that the barrel seemed to have no holes for air, the lid burst open and the barrel fell without anything hitting it, pouring out large quantities of a black substance. Sarah shrieked and took a few steps back, watching the large oil stain spread on the floor.
“Oh crap!” she yelled “What is this… gunk? Eew, it smells so foul… Oh man, my parents are gonna kill me…” she then whined, covering her nose after catching a whiff of the goo’s smell. It smelled like a gas station, except the odor was more potent and even more revolting. But something else creeped her out, and it was the fact that more gunk kept oozing out of the barrel, in larger quantities that the barrel itself could hold. The goop crept up the couch, the chairs and even walls, sticking onto them and sliding upwards like countless tiny hands. The substance also bubbled and emitted an irksome heat, making Sarah sweat even more.
“...Okay, that can’t be normal…” Sarah muttered as she kept backing up, seeing how there was less and less of the floor visible.
“Huhuhuhu… No, it ain’t… It’s quite monstrous actually…” said a voice, a male voice with a bubbly, distorted gleeful tone, creeping into her ears and making Sarah freak out even more.
“In fact, dare I say…” said the voice as, in front of Sarah, one of the bubbles kept inflating until it reached the size of a head… and grew a face! Or rather, a set of empty, creepy yellow eyes and an even creepier, wide smile loaded with sharp teeth. The bubble kept inflating, rising from the ground and forming a neck, a body, limbs and a long tail, all seemingly merging into the goo below.
“...It’s kind of an abort…” chuckled the creature, stretching and smirking wide.


“What. In the blue hell. Are YOU?!” Sarah shouted, her voice a mix of confusion, fear and disgust as she stared at the monster eyeing her. Its body seemed to fuse with the slime constantly oozing from the barrel, now seemingly lost in a sea of dark grey matter overcoming it. The body of the creature constantly dripped droplets of slime onto the ground as well, losing in the same ooze now seemingly growing in size and overtaking even the ceiling.
“Like I said, girlie… I’m an abort…” the creature chuckled, hunching over a bit and letting its arms hang limply.
“Yeah, I can CLEARLY see that…” scoffed Sarah, trying to not lose her composure.
“...Wait… Didn’t your daddy tell you about me?” asked the creature, straightening up again and making an almost offended scoff.
“Trust me, if he said he met some ugly motherfucker who looks like the worst case of oil spillage in the history of pollution, I would’ve remembered…” Sarah snorted again, truly showing that she was a chip off the old block along with her heavy green thoughts.
“GASP!! How dare he not mention his biggest fan to you!” said the monster, in an obviously fake offended tone.
“Pretty sure that’s my mom… and Uncle Tails… and literally everyone else but you…” Sarah grunted, while evaluating a possible way out. She was close to the window so, if she kept this thing distracted enough, she could try to bolt out, but she was running out of time. Not only the only spot in the room not overtaken by slime was getting smaller and smaller, but the slime was beginning to rise, like a tide. Now there was a considerable “step” between the actual floor and the slime, as high as her calves. If the thing decided to cover up the spot, she’d have her feet stuck in the slime and things would’ve gotten pretty bad pretty quickly.


“Tch… Those dweebs are nowhere near the biggest fans of your father as I am!” the creature scoffing made Sarah look back at it.
“Oh yeah? Well then, why don’t you tell me yourself why you THINK you’re my dad’s biggest fan…” Sarah snorted, folding her arms and pretending to still be in control, even though she was surrounded.
“Thought you’d never ask… Well, first things first, my name is A.B.O.R.T. and I…”
“You’re a creation of Eggman. That much is clear.” Sarah said, rolling her eyes.
“...Y-Yes. But, I was created with the sole purpose to…”
“Annihilate my father. Predictable.”
“... … …Buuuuuut, after my first defeat, I decided to…”
“Get revenge on my dad yourself. Yawn.”
“WILL YOU QUIT THAT?! Why did you ask if you already knew this?!” he snarled.
“I didn’t know this. You’re just too easy to read. Yet another run of the mill rival made by Baldy McNosehair who got bored of the old fart and decided to try and kill my dad solo.” Sarah shook her head, thinking that only someone with zero imagination could recycle a concept as old as that.
“Yeah well, sucks to be you, but I’m actually loyal to my father, unlike a certain metal copycat we all know and hate.” A.B.O.R.T. hissed with a rageful grin.
“Oh wow! One of Baldy’s creations that doesn’t hate his guts! How original!” she said sarcastically, waiting for the right moment to pounce out the window.
“...You know, I thought I’d kidnap you swiftly and painlessly, but now that you REALLY, MAJORLY pissed me off, I think I’ll make it as slow and painful as it can get…” snorted the monster, slamming its tail into the goo, making a loud splash.
“Pft, really? Some banter and you’re ALREADY pissed off? I wonder how you could even withstand my father, then.” she snickered, perhaps lowering her guard a little too much.
“Well, if you REALLY wanna know…” said the monster while grinning ominously “...It’s because, when I raped him, I made sure to cover his mouth…” it hissed while licking its lips. That made Sarah’s confident facade shatter.
“...Wait, what?”
“You heard me, girlie. I fucked your daddy. Multiple times, to be frank. And, now that I think about it, maybe he didn’t tell you about me… Because he’s scared of me.” the monster chuckled, advancing a few steps in the slime. Sarah took a step back, tapping the slime behind her with her lower legs. She gasped, seeing at how much the slime tide had risen.
“Yeah, that’s right. Your daddy, the world’s hero, the Fastest Thing Alive… is afraid of little ol’me… And now… I’ll show you why…” it hissed again, its long tongue rolling out of its mouth and almost touching the floor. Sarah gritted her teeth: one one hand she wanted to punch this thing’s disgusting face in for raping her father, but on the other she now got the feeling that perhaps this monter was out of her league and that she should stick (pun not intended) to her original plan. Without wasting any more time, she turned her back to the monster and dashed for the window, jumping and breaking it, preparing to land on the grass and run off as fast as she could, away from the house and from the monster invading it.


Unfortunately, it was too little too late, and a tendril of slime wound around her left ankle, yanking her back inside. Sarah yelled as she was tossed back into the house and landed harshly onto a pile of goo raising from the floor, even digging a small indent into it. 
“Did you really think I wouldn’t notice that window, girlie? That it was your only way out?” it asked, smirking.
She groaned and shook her head, then gasped as she saw that her lower legs had sunk into the slime, which held them tight.
“Ngh!! No, no, n-MGH!!” she gasped as a thick tendril of slime wound around her mouth, gagging her. She tried to pry it off, but more tentacles shot from behind her, wrapping around her wrists and dipping her arms in two slime “mouths” behind her, completely blocking her movements.
“Nyehehehe, caught ya… Now, to have some fun with you…” chuckled the monster, rubbing its hands together.
“MMPH!! MMGGHH!! MMRRGGHH!!” Sarah groaned as she pulled and struggled against the slime’s grip, which was thick and sticky enough to keep her still. The slime on her mouth then began to prod her lips, trying to sneak past them. Sarah opened one eye and, grunting, tried to keep her mouth shut, not wanting to get that foul substance inside her. Sadly, the slime was able to sneak past her shut lips and poured into her mouth in the shape of a tentacle which forced her mouth open, allowing it to fully sneak in. Sarah gagged in disgust, it smelled of burning diesel and the taste was no better, being also so hot that it was scorching her tongue. Slime poured on her head too, keeping it in place, so Sarah now could barely wiggle her shoulders and hips.
“Mmm, you know what, your body is quite nice… Nice breasts, big hips and soft, squishy thighs… Bet your bottom’s quite plump too… So sad you don't like men, but… technically, I don’t have a gender… nor do I care whether you like what’s about to happen or not…” A.B.O.R.T. giggled gleefully and menaciously as it leaned forward, smirking as it watched Sarah struggle and moan. More tentacles came out of the goo and wound around her legs and torso, leaving out only her head and chest. Now she was fully immobile, unable to even wiggle her toes. Sarah groaned louder and still tried her best to struggle, even using her shocking touch on the slime, but to no avail.
“Hee hee hee, nice try, but I’m made of tar. I conduct electricity. I can barely feel your little zappy pops.” chuckled the monster before kneeling down and groping her breasts.
“MPH… MMMGGGHHH…!!!” she grunted and growled, scowling at it with a fierce look while trying to stop it from feeling her chest.
“Mmm, soft.” chuckled A.B.O.R.T., not at all threatened by Sarah’s grimace and continuing to fondle and squish her tits.
“What a perfect little pair of tits. Of course, I gave your dad much bigger tits during our quality time together… But why tell when I can show you?” it said, making Sarah open both eyes and shook her head vigorously. Another monster wanted to give her huge tits?! First the pitcher plant bitch, now this? Why was that a thing? Those were her thoughts as she cried out when A.B.O.R.T. squeezed her breasts harder, deforming them under its amorphous hands.
“Ooh yeah, I’m soooo making you bigger than your daddy ever was...” it chuckled, but then after that squeeze, it let go of her and moved away, making her stand straight inside the pile which now resembled a cave.
“But, alas, there’s a time and place for everything. For now, I’ll have to make due with squeezing you til you’re unconscious. Then, hehehehe… Then, you’ll see… You’ll both see…” it chuckled as it folded its arms. The slime spat out her arms, which tentacles bound behind her as more began to cover her and the slime tide rose. 


While struggling and sinking, she thought about what it said: you’ll BOTH see? What could it mean? Did it capture someone else? She couldn't know for sure but she would never go down without a fight. So, while knowing that it would serve no purpose, she kept squirming and groaning, wiggling her hips and shoulders as thicker tendrils piled onto her, sliding into her clothes to feel her nude skin, while she kept sinking deeper. A couple of tentacles wound around her breasts, coiling and squeezing them while latching onto her nipples with toothless maws and sucking onto them, making her shiver as the girth of the tentacles tore her top into shreds.
“I best tire you up, so you’ll fight less when I bring you to the lair.” chuckled the monster, watching the whole show. More tentacles pushed their way into her pants, ripping them off of her, and past her underwear, sliding easily into her pussy and asshole at the same time.
“MMGGLLKKHH!!” she moaned louder, but it wasn’t a moan of bliss. There wasn't a single thing to love about any of this. The monster was fucking her merely for the sole purpose of tiring her out and to enjoy her pain. She closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks, and struggled more vigorously. The large tentacles, despite their texture, stretched her labia and butthole to their maximum extent and began to thrust strongly into her, meanwhile the tentacles on her tits sucked and gnawed on her nipples harder and the one in her mouth kept pouring slime into her stomach, making it grow and making her heavier. 
The slime on her body turned into a latex suit-like texture, binding her arms to her body while also showing off her curves. She screamed and groaned into the tentacle stuffing her mouth as her most private places continued to be rammed senselessly by the scorching hot goo, which turned under her as a mouth of some sorts sucking her deeper in and wrapping her up in even more tentacles, adding to the overall mass of the suit, which made her look even pudgier than what she was. Another tentacle joined their brethren into each hole, causing her to cry and moan even louder. Now she had two tentacles per hole, stretching her mouth, pussy and ass even more while the rest of the tentacles kept piling on her body, squeezing her tightly and making it harder and harder to breathe. Then, as the final touch, a worm-like slime formation dropped from the ceiling and attached itself on her head, fully smothering her. As if that wasn’t enough, now the slime was up to her chest and continued to squeeze her, while the tentacles inside her never relented their assault. Inside the worm’s mouth, Sarah’s eyelids began to flutter: the lack of air and the constant pounding were beginning to have effect. Even her struggles were now no more than weak shudders and A.B.O.R.T. took notice of that.
“Hehehe, almost done… Now, for the finishing touch.” chuckled the monster. As he finished saying that, all the tentacles inside Sarah erupted into her womb and stomach, flooding both with thick, hot slime which further inflated her belly. She made one final loud moan, smothered by both the tentacles and the worm, and finally stopped moving.
“Heh, you bark stronger than you bite, girlie. Now you’re mine.” A.B.O.R.T. chuckled evilly as it detached the slimy cocoon from the rest of the puddle and hoisted it on its shoulder. As it left, it withdrew the rest of the slime from the room, making sure nothing was left out of place and grinned as it left, humming and whistling while saying: “One down. One more to go.”


To Be Continued…