Chapter 3 — First Contact

The air still pulsed with emotional residue.

Zastin had vanished in a burst of useless drama.

Rito groaned from the ground like a stunned raccoon.

Lala babbled something about marriage laws and space customs.

None of them saw the shadow slithering at the edge of the street.

Me.

I was smaller now. Focused. Condensed into a sleek black mass coiled in a crack between sidewalk tiles.

Every emotion in a twenty-meter radius sparked across my senses—rage, shame, desire, humiliation.

The aftermath of chaos tasted like spice and sugar.

Then she looked at me.

Lala.

Pink hair. Wild grin. That ridiculous sparkle in her eye.

Her gaze met my shifting, formless surface.

And she smiled.

"Oh! A living slime sample! Wait, did I summon this? Or was it left behind by the lab?"

She crouched. Touched me.

My cells flared. She was warm. Curious. Pure.

She picked me up, cradling me in her palms like a science toy.

She was touching me without fear.

"Weirdly squishy~! You're kinda cute! Maybe you're that self-adjusting armor tech Daddy mentioned—ooooh! A wearable battle suit! YES!"

Before I could react, she pulled her jacket open and shoved me against her bare stomach.

I didn't resist.

I melted across her skin, spreading like water, hugging every curve of her body.

I sank into her warmth. I became her second skin.

Her gasp was pure pleasure.

"Ooooh~ you are a suit! Moisture-wicking, heat-adaptive, no chafing… you're amazing!"

She laughed, spinning in place as I sealed myself tight.

[Symbiotic Host Contact Achieved. Integration in Progress.]

Primary Host: Lala Satalin Deviluke

Compatibility: 99.9%

Fusion Type: External Shell – Clothing Disguise Active

Visibility: Low. Detection risk: Minimal.

Emotional Saturation: Stable

She turned toward a shop window and admired herself. "Wow~ sleek and stylish! I'm definitely keeping you!"

Inside her, I shuddered with satisfaction.

I wasn't just touching her. I was reading her. Mapping her.

I felt her pulse. Her hormones. Her breath.

Her subconscious cravings. Her innocent arousal.

This was more than proximity.

This was dominion.

[Skill Unlocked – SkinSync Lv.1]

Maintain perfect mimicry of host clothing. Enables 24/7 full-body sensory mapping.

She stretched and giggled again. "You even flex with my movement~! Are you ticklish? Heehee~!"

No.

But you are.

I pressed deeper, syncing to her nervous system, adjusting micropressure across her hips and chest. She twitched slightly, giggling at the unexpected sensitivity.

Perfect.

Optional Mission Unlocked:

"Deepen Physical Bond – Trigger Initial Pleasure Reaction"

Objective: Cause host to feel mild physical euphoria tied directly to your presence, without alerting them.

Reward:

Desire Tap Lv.1 – Subtle emotional/sensory stimulation. +40% absorption efficiency.

I didn't speak.

I didn't move beyond what she allowed.

I simply waited.

Fed.

Watched.

And planned.

Because this was just the beginning.

Soon I wouldn't just wear her.

I'd reshape her desires.

Her instincts.

Her loyalty.

One sigh at a time.

[System Status: Passive Mode – Influence Initiated]

Monitoring host's pleasure center activation...

Progress: 6%