“Aphrodisiac,” she repeated though looking at Etolie as if declaring a 'I told you so' from what she had surmised earlier, after all she wasn't the one in the hot seat. Either he wasn't planning on using them on her or they were too obvious to conceal, Rhaine had concluded. She had not feared being set up by Etolie, given that she knew that that would be a bad idea and given what she had learned she had doubted that Etolie wanted that sort of attention again.

“Ever think about -” Rhaine blushed, looked at her clipboard (not having his yet) then glanced back up. She might as well finish and he was looking for subjects after all.

“Shampoo. If it has a similar consistency to soap that is. Girls may not see the difference at first and well … OK, I'll be quite now.”

Rhaine was quite unusual. Helpful she sought to please. Of course she did not wish to promote rapes and that sort of slipped out as far as an idea went though she made a note to herself to check her shampoo from hence forth.

She excused herself to the bathroom more so to better compose herself than anything else. Returning when Etolie indicated that her attire was practical for her sake she nearly groaned in distaste. Sure, she was good looking but Rhaine was quite content with Dani thank you very much! Still Etolie indicated that she was ready and once she took her seat she herself moved into position.

She began recording base line readings and noted the heart rate. “Oh, it's fine. It's what I'd expect from her with me around,” Rhaine teased Etolie back for her earlier comment. She was in rare form today but she had learned that you could not hold back with Etolie.

“Got it,” she states as he makes his instructions clear, her eyes flowing between the devices though when it appears that Etolie is about to get slimed Nickelodeon style she keeps her gaze there for a moment longer not wishing the miss that.

“Oh, ha ha,” she states to Rhaine's tease. Her heart rate was high of course though she keenly recalled what the slime did to her before. She was hooked in, electrodes attached to here and the machines recording vital readings such as heart rate, blood pressure and oxygen levels. Of course she only recognized the pulse rate amongst the readings but it was not her task to understand these things.

“It's a little high ...” she admits but states nothing of her earlier experiences with the slime. Unlike Rhaine, Etolie had selected her in being a victim at some point so there had been elements of lust there.

The tail angled over her head, her pony tail freed, she doubted that the glasses would help much this time seeing that the slime would just trickle down from the crown of her head and flow beneath the glasses.

“no, no questions.” And from the corner of her eye she could see Rhaine shaking her head.

The demon smiled at the thought offered by the helpful cheery Rhaine. It was a simple idea, but one he hadn't considered, but put it away for future use. I hadn't thought of that, it would be easier when I hunt to have the girls slime themselves. The only drawbacks I see are that water dilutes the slime, which would make the effects weaker. For purposes of an experiment, it wouldn't work. Attaching all these probes and the ring in a bathroom before they applied it would be funny indeed without them noticing. He laughs at the thought, yet that might be a good experiment as well. Thank you for the idea. I'll try that the next time I need a quick fuck.

The demon watches as she records the first of the baseline readings, and laughs as she jokes about Etolie's attraction to her, yet based on their back and forth banter, he could tell there was some hidden sexual tension between the two.

A couple minutes passed as he waited, tail in place and it appeared the acquaintances joking had succeeded in relaxing Etolie slightly as her heart rate dropped a little, while the other stats remained relatively level.

The demon waits for the final two minutes to elapse for the last baseline reading, before the show begins. He watches as Etolie adjusts her glasses pushing them back on her nose, a gesture probably out of unconscious habit, or perhaps she hoped to have them keep the goo out of her eyes like during the blow job on the beach.

Good idea on wearing your glasses Etolie, should keep it out of your eyes. The demon says as much to fill the silence as to pass the time waiting. Finally, he can see Rhaine jotting down the final readings and he could begin.

As Etolie mentions that she has no further questions, he decides now is as good a time as any to start her sliming experiment.

The demons bulbous tail begins to silently vibrate and shimmy as the goo from a special gland began to be produced. It fills slowly at the base and makes its way silently up the tail. The skin bulges slightly with its passing as the goo reaches the tip of the tail the end expanding slightly. Finally, the opening began to form as the two lip-like structures split open, and the blob appeared.

The wide tail opening filled immediately with the green goo and a big bubble of sticky liquid formed and began trailing downwards. Its thick makeup has it stretch and descend slowly in a flow of slime, covering the drop between the tail and her awaiting head slowly. The goo seems to hang in the air, dropping only a couple inches a second. It was almost 10 seconds before the green slime was still inches above her head.

Then finally the green blob reached her crown and oozed onto the top of her head. Pilling up slowly the slime amassed before slowly oozing its way down around her head. The warm, wet, honey-like substance coating her hair in a layer of green slime as the chemicals begin to enter her system through the follicles of her hair. The slime covers her pretty evenly, its thick goo crawling down slowly encircling her head. Within ten seconds its reached her low on her forehead, just above her glasses and the top tips of her ears, and the slides over the back top of her head. The flow of green goo continues to come from the tail though, piling up onto top of her head and spreading out, continuing the thick flow down.

The demon looks up at Rhaine, Let's start the timed interval readings here Rhaine. As he looks at her he sees it takes a moment for her to react. Whether she was intent on seeing her acquaintance humiliated under the green slime, or she was simply morbidly curious as to the strange sight before her, or something else altogether, she had been watching with rapt attention.

She hadn't really meant to be so helpful. She did and she didn't. One the one hand she had recalled the scent of that flower, how pleasant it smelled, how aroused she was … clearly if the slime emulated that feeling those rapes would be preferred over the one that she had with that Demon creature being hunted down, stalked … all that time hiding, running, the bitter cold from being so thoroughly soaked. That storm and finally that cave.

Rhaine's experiences had not been too bad, probably because she gave in as soon as it was obvious she was going to be caught. Then Ania had taken a shine to her keeping some of those hunters at bay … that smokey Demon thing, the plant man, the slime creature and of course there was that flower and the aforementioned Demon. So perhaps her suggestion was for the best.

“A visual inspection would have to be used in such a case, probably a hands on one too ...” she considered it for a long moment not that she was volunteering for that or even offering up Etolie though it occurred to her that it would be easiest to test it with someone that had experienced the aphrodisiac before and could say how different the experience was.

She had been interested in seeing the initial sliming. It was new, and well she couldn't miss Etolie's reaction to it either though seeing the girl humiliated wasn't a huge draw for her today. Still, she was still a little miffed about the whole blackmail thing with Dani, not the broken hand as that was easier for her to forgive.

“Right,” she snaps out of her haze and records the numbers though she looks back as she finishes.

“Can you do that faster or does it always take so long?” If so it would indicate that he had to restrain his prey or encounter them in an unconscious state.

She had calmed a little but was still nervous as they began. She had tried to take stock of Rhaine too but could see no mirth on her features just yet to indicate that she was enjoying the show … well, maybe a little but she supposed she expected so much. She had not cared as much as long as she could avoid the degrading anal …

Feeling the slime eventual hit the crown of her head she tilts her head a little once the slime hits her brow letting it roll backward rather than beneath the glasses and into her eyes.

Already her sensitive breasts had been buzzing, nipples poking against the bikini top were quite noticeably as she felt a heat building up between her thighs ...

Hmm...I like that idea. Will definitely try it out later. I'll just need to find a volunteer, unless we want that to be the next great experiment... The slime continued to pour out of the tail. The slow moving slime seeped down, and she leaned her head forward to to keep it out of her eyes, Etolie feel free to wipe you face, or whatever you like, I doubt its going to do a lot of good though.

How's it going so far? How does it feel?

The demon standing behind her could only see the goo amassing and trickling over her hair, matting it down as it goes. By this point it had reached the bottom of her ear level and as she leaned the slime in front hung in a gooey wave in front of her tilted head to about her mouth.

The demon laughs at Rhaine, she certainly was a spunky one.

Funny, but no there is no way to speed it up. Most the girls who end up slimed either have no idea whats going until its too late, or are simply so grossed out by it to do more than try and wipe it away, wasting their time.

Are you enjoying the show Rhaine, seeing your poor acquaintance in this mess? Please take the next reading in another minute. The demon says looking at Rhaine who had been intent on watching.

At this point, the green ooze had covered her hair to its tips, making it look like a hanging soggy green curtain around her head down to her shoulders. The demon let the flow continue for a few more seconds before slowly closing the lips on the large tail. The stream of green slime cuts off eventually as they close and the goo stops falling the remaining goo piling up on her head before spreading out like the rest of it.

The meters would reflect her levels of arousal as the aphrodisiacs went to work, soon to be followed by tbe heightened sense of touch and the slow incursion of the paralysis.

Moving in front to stand next to Rhaine, he got a better view of the poor president, and the equipment.

The question was out there and an uneasy smile spread across her lips. “Let's see what happens here first.” Never agree to something blindly … of course she had never been entangled in any deals or bargains really. Rhaine was simply practical though.

He had posed a question to Etolie and she jotted down short hand results of what was said. When told to record the readings in a minute she nodded on top of the matter. “Of course.”

She jots down the numbers noting the changes and smiles just a little as she flicked her gaze at Etolie. “Well green (or whatever color the slime is) certainly is her color. She looks good like this. Heat rate is up, oxygen levels are steadily climbing ...”

“Tingly … it's working already,” she cleared some of the gob from her brow to keep it out of her eyes, her limbs were already feeling heavy though she soon hears the two talking about the usual sliming method and speed and – what did she say!

“Fuck you, Rhaine!” To which the blond only giggled and shook her head before noting a spike in the readings. She could hear the pen going back to work scratching out something though she did not have time to worry about it for long as she felt the increase in heat flare through her.

“It feels hot, getting hotter ...”

The demon smiles at his chemicals handiwork. Etolie's head is covered in the good and she manages to wipe her forehead clear of the goo, leaving a huge glob on her hands like she had the worst sneeze of her life. The goo covers her once fine hair and waves of the green slime drip over her from it. Strands drop down, oozing slick trails over her slowly sensitizing skin as it crawls down her chest and over her bikini top and shoulders. The green slime slides sensuously over the matching fabric some sliding over the material clearly showing her hardened nipples while some oozes under the top containing her breasts.

Rhaine is clearly amused by Etolie's present condition and cracks a joke at her expense. She has a fiendish and playful smile of her own attached to her face. The demon chuckles, she does look amazing in green.

They were approaching the 5 minute mark in the experiment and he noes the readings on the machines, heart rate up, oxygen levels up from her breathing, blood pressure dropping a little as her muscles relax, muscle response dropping, and nerve readings tripled already. It was interesting he hadn't expected such a rapid increase already.

Looking up at Etolie though her face was not smiling under the coating of slime. She looked dismayed at being the center of such a display, or perhaps it was simply the onset of the chemicals.

The warmth will be the aphrodisiac flooding your system. The experiment is going wonderfully. As you can see, he says turning to speak to Rhaine slightly like a professor pointing out the days lesson, her need is getting stronger and stronger. Its a delicious concoction for my purposes. As her need builds, she becomes less able to do anything about it, as her limbs and muscles start to feel like jelly. Finally, were she to be touched, even in the simplest of ways, the sensation would be overpowering. It can lead to the most mind blowing orgasms, beyond any you could possibly imagine, should someone be willing to give that extreme pleasure to her.

Rhaine watched on with interest steadily recording the data as necessary. “Your aphrodisiac …. it is obviously contact in nature. Does it have to be the head or will anywhere do?”

There was no harm in taking an interest after all, now that she had seen Etolie slimed. She still had no clue as to why Etolie wanted her of all people here but the girl was … well different. It was tough for her to determine how seeing that she had not known her so well before hand but there were differences now.

Perhaps Tidal had left the island and she was feeling vulnerable. Perhaps it was something else. She didn't seem to have any real control or partnership going here as far as she could tell.

“The paralysis … how's that work? I know a little about snake venom from Animal Planet and some toxins paralyze stopping respiration. I take it that yours does not or the slime breaths for them or what have you. What about speech? Will she still be able to speech once the paralysis is in full swing?

“And lastly ...” She paused, casting her gaze to Etolie and then back to him. “So I could just trigger on by giving her an arm rub? Interesting?”

With the last bit of her strength she flipped Rhaine off as if she had witnessed something behind her eyes, something that hinted at a mischievousness on her part. But soon enough she had gone inert, her body completely helpless before the pair.

She was sticky with slime. Slime that had worked beneath her bikini, her sensitive breasts further tingling as she felt that heat flowing through her already kicking up a great deal as the flames of passion ignite further, brighter than before ...

The demon watches as his subject sits relatively still in her chair. Hair coated and dripping sticky green slime, her face wiped roughly clean, but her glasses somewhat smeared. She looks agonized as the drugs start ramping up in her system, chemicals flowing to their designated places.

Rhaine apparently decides to take advantage of the time between recording to ask a few questions. The demon smiles at the interest and begins to answer them, happy for the interest in his chemicals, something most he encountered where either too disgusting by or feared the application of to ask questions if not shun it.

The head is the best place for application due to the fact the chemicals are actually absorbed into her body through her hair follicles. So, naturally on most women its a great place to target as not many shave their heads. I could coat a students entire body, and unless she was shaved head to toe, the effects would still occur, but only to a minor degree. I have seen some that I could target their armpits, crotch and legs to get a decent effect, I believe I have heard them referred to as butch around campus?

The demon saw Rhaine looking with a grin at the slime covered student as the goo made its way down her shoulders and arms, inside and over her bikini top to slowly travel down her slim stomach.

As for the paralysis, its actually quite a unique concoction. I had worked long and hard on it in the lab to overcome the problems you mention. The trick was to get it to target the right muscle receptors and bind to them. Once they bind to the receptors, signals can still be received from the nervous system, yet they only come through intermittently or become scrambled. The heart and lungs only take a brief firing to say beat or breathe, while more complicated processes like movement that require a steady stream of input commands from the brain become next to impossible. She'll be able to talk, but it takes magnificent effort and tends to get broken up.

When she gets a devilish look in her eye, and asks about her pleasure, he smiles and shakes his head as Etolie's middle finger shares her thoughts on the subject before Slimer does. Originally it was intended to be used for torture, a magnification of pain, working to break somebody enthralled by it rather quickly and easily. Yet, the ability to feel pleasure is magnified as well, and although I've used it for both purposes in the past, the pleasure is much more interesting.

To fully recognize how to use it, you would have to think of an ordinary touch, like in your example, the demon pauses and rubs Rhaine's forearm gently. Such a simple touch causes slight pleasant sensation, even magnified it would merely feel good at best. Reaching orgasm through such a simple touch would be challenging to say the least, as the density of nerve endings is rather low on someones arm. Now if you look at body parts considered erogenous zones, her clitoris, her breasts, her pussy, her ass, her lips, her neck, her inner thighs, etcetera. In those spots you have higher density of nerves, making the magnification of pain or pleasure, much more effective. Its time for another reading...

He looks down to see the changes, oxygen and blood pressure holding steady, heart rate dropping to slightly below resting, but with spikes here and there, muscles completely relaxed. The surprise was that the intensity of her nerves reached a magnitude of 4 and a half.

Would you mind if I take a couple readings? This is beyond what I expected! She should be feeling touches four and a half times as strongly as normal. Higher than even I anticipated! He knew her need would be extreme from the aphrodisiacs, yet she apparently was struggling to keep that battle internal?

If you wish to see an example, feel free, as I'm sure she would appreciate it at this point? The demon asks eyes returning to Etolie, looking at the helpless slimed student, wondering how she has managed to face the drugs so stoically. Impressive Etolie.

Etolie would have been more impressed, Rhaine with ga ga over mathematics and would have loved looking over the math involved, chemicals forming bonds and such had been a form of mathematics in a sense though she had not discovered the interests of the sciences.

But this was interesting. Learning something that she probably would not have thought much of other wise. She would have probably found herself caste into the grossed out students. But she had wondered about the half life of the slime. It probably didn't last long or he could have set up a pool of the stuff somewhere and lured victims to it.

Pleasure … torture … that disclosure did not surprise her, she was taking a risk by being her for certain but rolled the dice. One could say that Etolie was being tortured given that she was just flipped off by the last of the rich girl's strength. For one that was apparently so cultured she was more than crude …

The touch was explained to her in detail and while she wasn't about to cheat on Dani this made for some very interesting maters. “Yes, that felt good,” she is given an example though when he wishes to take over for a bit she nods and hands over the clip board.

She walks over to Etolie, was going to target that neck but warned about the slime an seeing it there she refrains cupping a hand about a thigh and rubbing it gently in her grasp.

“How are you holding up?”

That grin on those lips as Rhaine approached … she heard the exchange between the two and would have loved seeing the figures but there was no time for that. With Rhaine present she was holding it together better, more focused in keeping control and was managing to do so that was until she felt the warmth of contact.

“SON OF A -”

Her tongue felt heavy, the words a bit slurred but she could see Rhaine's grin.

“Oh, I couldn't resist … after all you're so tempting and can give me a heart attack,” she teased as she rubbed a tip of a finger up and down an inner thigh. The readings would spike, the touch was so damn good, pleasant enough to get a moan to tumble from her lips.

“R-Rhaine … stop...”

But Rhaine rubbed the very hand that she broke as if signifying that this was pay back. “Move something other than your tongue and eyes … breathing doesn't count either … and I'll do just that.” She looked back over her shoulder at him as if checking on the strength of those readings.

The demon finished answering her questions and took over marking down the results in the next interval. Blood pressure lower but steady, heart rate low but with spikes as sensations or struggles with her growing need occurred, oxygen steady throughout, muscles dipping to new lows regarding control, and finally her sensation of touch peaking at 4.75 times the baseline.

He wonders what the happy blond has in mind as she has freedom of movement from her previous task. She asked the slimed brunette how shes holding up 10 minutes into her ordeal and moves to trace a finger up her inner thigh, mere inches from her sex, which burned with desire.

The begging began. It wasn't as the demon had expected from the gooey girl, he honestly had expected that need plowing through her would have her begging for release, to be fucked hard, to be touched. Instead it was the opposite. Etolie appeared to be using all her control and discipline to simply ride out the magnificent urges surging through. The demon was beyond impressed. He made some notes for the 10 minute box, indicating those thoughts.

As he was writing though that begging began, to stop. Glancing up the blond was delighting in using her new found information to tease and torture Etolie. There was certainly an underlying dynamic at work here, but the demon didn't know what exactly it was. He thought it was a slow building sexual tension between the two, yet as she tells her to do the impossible or she would tease her more, the situation reeked more of justified revenge?

Rhaine glances back at him as if seeking approval to proceed or maybe she was interested in the readings, yet he watched waiting for events to unfold. Slimer treated it like an experiment within an experiment, a scientific observer not seeking to unknowingly skew the results. He could certainly interfere one way or another, instruct Rhaine to stop, or to go join in the fun, yet he wanted to see what he could learn from watching, mind absently keeping track of the time.