With the wheels of her rolling suitcase clacking on the floor of the hall and her breathing being the only sounds, she liked their noise. It had been far to quiet in this hall. She also noted mentally that there weren't many people around. They all seemed tucked silently away in their rooms or off somewhere doing something. She sighed quietly, wishing that she could have met someone right of the bat.

Turning her attention to the wall she counted off the room numbers till they matched the one on the card the ladies in the office gave her. She muttered the numbers to herself as she walked until she made it to her room. 237. She slide her key in and took a deep breath in through her nose upon entering. Her trip there had been stuffy and hot, and this room was cool and fresh. She pushed her suitcase against the wall, planning on unpacking later, before flopping face first onto the bed.

"Ah its so fresh and clean!" she mumbled into the comforter before rolling over to stare at the ceiling. She sighed happily before going to the window and opening it wide, letting in more of the nice tropical air. She doubted highly that anyone would care, considering it was her room and all, she peeled off her baggy t-shirt and shorts, revealing a black sports bra and a pair of matching black plaid boxers. She sighed again as the cool air licked at her hot skin, and laughed when she thought of what people would say if they saw her like this. She saw no reason to wear those fancy bras or normal underwear. Boxers were far more comfy. She went back over and flopped on the bed, sitting criss-cross with her legs underneath her. She looked around her room happily, wondering what her first adventure was going to be.

(hope thats alright, its big since its an opening post, but I think most of my posts will be right aroud two paragraphs.
Also I didn't really know what room numbers were taken or how many there were so I hope that is ok.)

Slimer had been enjoying the hot tropical day, when he noticed a new student being off loaded from the sea plane. He was struck by her immediately and decided he must introduce her to the island properly, he stalked her as she finished getting in-processed and assigned a room in the dorms. She didn't bring much, which was curious, and toted behind her a rolling suitcase. As she was left to find her room, he trailed behind her. He watched as her hips swayed under her baggy shorts, and t-shirt.

He followed her down the sparkling sterile hallway under she arrived at her room and invisibly slipped his bulk in behind her still undetected. She quickly flopped on the bed opening the window, and stripping down to boxers and matching black bra and slimer could feel himself becoming engorged at the enticing view.

Luckily her arrival was midday and most other students were in class, so she hadn't had a chance to make any new friends yet. The warm tropical air began to fill the room as she sat cross legged on the bed. Slimer was curious about his newest prize and figured he would observe this beauty and see what he could find out.

Izzy sat there for a while longer, taking in everything and trying to memorize every detail. But sadly the room wasn't as exciting as she hoped, and there wasn't anything too special about it, it was just another room. With a discouraged sighed she went to the bathroom to see of that was any better than the regular room.

Again she sighed, seeing it was just as plain as her bedroom. She went to the sink and splashed some cool water on her face before returning to the main part of her room. She tipped her suitcase over and pulled out a book before sipping it sloppily closed. She would unpack later.

She sat down on the bed with her leg curled up behind her, and began reading a book of ancient fairy tales that she almost knew by heart.

As she lay on the bed she was reading about fairy tales, how ironic she moves to where they really happen. Monsters and damsels in distress, even happy endings depending on you point of view, just no knights in shinging armor here at Shokushu. He was moving closer observing her when he accidentally knocks over her suitcase creating a loud thud. He backs up and quickly quickly freezes invisibly against the wall of the dorm, wanting to judge her reaction.

Izzy's head whipped up at the sound of her suitcase falling to the ground. Thats strange. she thought, leaving the book open face down on the bed she walked over to her suitcase. She shoved anything that fell out back inside and leaned it against the wall again before standing up and starting over to the bed again. She stopped and looked back at the suitcase, head tilted to the side with an odd smile. Maybe I should just put my stuff away now. She thought, heading back and picking it up before heading to her dresser. She unzipped it and dumped most of the contents into the drawer, grabbing a few things that belong elsewhere: her toothbrush, razor, deodorant, things like that. She also had a significant number of books in there, which she fished out and set in two stacks on the dresser. She set the suitcase on the floor next to the dresser before moving into the bath room to put away her toiletries.
After that was done she sat down in the shower floor, fully clothed, and pressed her face against the cool tile. She closed her eyes and sighed. Its going to take a while to get used to the heat down here. . . she thought, remembering the cool feel of snow on her skin. She sighed and reached up from her sitting position to turn on the shower. The water hissed from the head and splattered against her head, cooling her and making her feel better. She stretched out on the shower, legs straight out in front of her and head taking the full blast of the water before it ran down to the rest of her.

Deciding that based on her reaction to the noise from the suitcase being knocked over, her decision to unpack and to slip in shower she seemed a little more startled than was normal. She sat in the shower and let the water hit her head and run down her shoulder length hair taking extra time to relax it appeared. Based on her pale appearance she probably came from a much coler climate. Slimer enjoyed the sight and decided to play with her a little bit more. He slips back into the dorm room and begins quietly moving everything from the drawer back into her suitcase. After setting all her clothes in he reloads the books into the suitcase as well.

After loading everything back in the drawer he checks in the bath still finding the water running over her half clothed body. As she sits there getting soaked and cooling off in her bra and boxers, he thinks it is time for more fun. Slimer returns to the dorm room and loudly closes the window waiting to see her reaction to his mind games, hiding invisibly once more just to the side of the bath door.

Upon hearing a loud noise from the other room Izzy opens her eyes and sighs. She wishes it was as quiet as it was when she first arrive so she could just relax. She flipped the water off and grabbed a towel, wrapping it over her hips to catch any water drips. She walked back into the room to see the window closed and her stuff gone. What the? she thought, raising a nervous eyebrow. By her knowledge, this room was either haunted, or someone was in there with her. She took a deep breath and went to the window, pushing it open and letting the air back in. It could have just fallen closed. . . She thought hopefully to herself. She took another breath of the fresh air to steady herself. Feeling a little better she turned back to the room and looked around, wondering where her stuff was. She had a thought and went over to her suitcase.

She unzipped her suitcase to find all her stuff back inside. She laughed nervously, knowing that it had to be someone messing with her now. She took her suitcase back to her dresser and unloaded everything again. She let out a shaky breath and went to the closet, holding the doorknob tightly. This is the only place in here they could really hide effectively, She thought, still hoping that it was some other student trying to mess with the new-girl. She held her breath and pulled the closet open quickly. To her relief, and disappointment, there was no one in the closet. She was glad that no one was there, but then she didn't know if she was just freaking out over nothing or if something more sinister was going on.

She shook her head of the thoughts before grabbing her brush from the dresser and sitting down on the bed. She told herself to calm down and relax, but she couldn't help from glancing around the room, waiting for something to happen.

(itty bitty family emergency happened, but its all fix now.)

Slimer watches as she begins combing out her shoulder length wet hair, wrapped in a towel that is snuggly tied around her hips, sitting at the edge of the bed. He can tell his mind games are beginning to run their course on her fragile mind. He watches her, seeing the increased breathing as she tries to calm her nerves. When she finishes combing out her hair he decides to push things further by slipping a couple tentacles into the bathroom to turn on the sink faucets and flush the toilet. When she goes to investigate he slams shut the window to the dorm once more causing another loud bang.

He is having fun with her knowing she is new to the island, not realizing their are stories of monsters stalking the island. Her heightened arousal from the adrenaline should make her body on edge allowing for heightened sensations. She is being prepared nicely for his plan.

Izzy's nerves were fraying and raw as she heard the window slam shut again while she was investigating the bathroom. This was begin to get too much for her, she wanted there to be piece and quiet so she could read before going to do something. She took three deep breaths before sitting down on the floor of the bathroom and putting her head between her legs, feeling sick. Its ok, its just in your imagination. Or someone trying to play a prank. Thats it. Thats it she thought to herself, rocking back and forth ever so slightly. She took a breath and raised her head to look out the bathroom door. "If someone is in there, congratulations, I'm officially freaked out. You can stop now." she said, hoping that whoever was messing with her was done now.

Slimer could tell her nerves had reached their limit as she sat on the bathroom floor wrapped in her towel, slowly rocking to comfort herself.

Why stop when we are having so much fun? What's your name?
An invisible voice rumbles through the room. Deciding to see how far he can tease the student he slips an invisible tentacle into the room and yanks the towel from her hips now that she is mostly dry. While using a tentacle on the other half of the room to open and close the dorm window once more.

His fun running its course he decides its about time to give her true terror and himself true pleasure as he experiences her body. He decides the time is coming fast...

Izzy's eyes widened considerably when she heard a voice in the other room. Her breathing halted for a moment, wondering who said it, and where they were hiding. She cringed her face into her hands as the towel was yanked from her waist, knowing that there was no in the other room. She shook her head from side to side as she heard the window slam. " This is all in my head. It has to be. Its a dream, thats it, a dream. Just a dream. . ." She muttered to herself almost like a mantra. Her breath was coming in panicked bursts as she muttered and rocked her head in her hands. On the verge of a full on panic attack she raised her head, eyes pressed tightly closed, and screamed, "Go away! Who ever you are go away!" Having a seemingly ingenious thought, she got up shakily from the tile floor and sprinted to the closet, shutting the door quickly and leaning as far into the corner as possible. She doubted it would work, but at least whoever it was would be a little confused. Hopefully. . . she thought curling up into a ball.

Slimer decides the closet would be as good a place as any to begin with her. He opens and slams the closet door a few times and slips inside after the second slam and opens and slams it one more time to cover his invisible enterance. Slimer watches as she rocks back and forth, scared from his haunted dorm room act, fraying the new student's nerves. Little did she knows the terror was just beginning...

As she hides in the corner balled up Slimer raises his tail against the ceiling in the corner, as she cowers in her bra and boxers. Slowly his ball of thick green ooze begins to slowly descend towards her shoulder length hair, and rocking body, a couple inches at a time from the mouth at the end of his tail. Assuimg she doesn't move, the slowly moving ooze would begin covering her a couple inches at a time as she cowers in the corner and the muscle relaxant drugs and aphrodisiacs would begin entering her system directly through her hair follicles, and into her brain.

Izzy stopped rocking, actually stopped moving entirely, when she heard the closet door open a few times. She cringed her eyes closed tightly, wondering who it was when she felt something slimy hit the top of her head. She thought she was just imagining it, but when more started to slide down her hair she raised a shaky hand to feel it. Ew, what is this stuff? she thought, raising her other hand to see just how much of her hair was covered in this stuff. From her estimate, the slime was down to the chin length of her hair. She wipes her hands off on her boxers and try shaking the stuff off her head. Where did it come from? she adds as an after thought. Her head starts to feel heavy so she lays her head down on her knees, listening hard for anything other than her own breath, which was coming faster due to panic and the slime.

Slimer watches as the green slime begins to engulf her head, the thick green ooze continues to pour from above her. The green slime continues to cascade into her hair slowly dripping and covering her more and more. She seems almost too shocked to move and slimer cannot believe his luck. Her fear seems to be controlling her. He watches as she reaches up touching the goo , it is slippery against her skin but seems to stick in her dark hair.

He watches as it continues to cover her wondering if she is too freaked out to move. As it slowly, continues blobbing over her, her muscles begin to relax, and she can feel a warmth passing through her body and over her skin as the chemicals travel to her brain from the slime in her hair, starting to deliver a tingling sensation. Her skin feels almost electric covered in goose bumps.

Izzy started to shift uncomfortably, the gooey slime coated her hair and slide down her neck and face. She shivered a little as it slide down her neck, leaving a tingling sensation. Or, was the sensation coming from her? Her whole body felt warm, like she had a fever, and it felt like her muscles were all asleep, giving her the tingling sensation. Thats it, I've just been sitting her too long, and the slime is just something that came with the room. No wonder I got this room. . . she thought, trying to calm herself. Her hands that held her legs to her chest began to relax their grip and her legs straightened out a bit. She moved to go to the door but her arms and legs didn't seem to move or want to respond. She pushed herself hard to get to the door, but just managed to slump forward and pull her feet closer. She blinked a few times, wondering what was going on.