Jim pulled his foot back quickly, afraid of what the goo would do. It turned out that the
liquid simply slid off of his shoe and fell back into the puddle. Just as Jim was heaving
a mental sigh of relief, he noticed that the puddle was beginning to bubble.
At first, slowly, then gradually getting more violent, the black substance was now
churning and boiling. Jim was frozen in fear as the goo rose up and became a
heaping pile larger than himself. Jim turned to escape, but the goo launched forward
and pushed him to the ground. He turned to face the glob and found that it had
created a tendril of black slime that crept towards him.
Jim watched helplessly as the tentacle slimed towards him and rested on his crotch.
He was surprised as the goo unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, then pulled his pants
and underwear down around his legs. His exposed cock hung flaccid between his
legs. Jim had always been proud of his member; a solid ten inches erect, it had gotten
him many women. Now, the black tendril reached down and encompassed the organ.
"What are you doing?!" Jim asked the black blob out of instinct. The creature did not
respond except for a soft, deep, wet sound that may have been laughter.
Jim couldn't deny that the treatment he was getting from the black goo felt amazing.
He knew this was unnatural and wrong, but he couldn't help but get hard. The blob
seemed to be happy about this. It slid the rest of its body over to Jim and completely
coated his lower torso and calf areas. Jim felt the goo contract over him and hit sexual
nirvana. A few moments of the goo's soft caress allowed him to hit his climax and
explode into the creature's liquid body.