I Reincarnated into a GOAT?

My Mater is Savage

TBH, this thirsty demoness probably...

No.

My Mater is a savage b***h.

We were transported to Shoakland, I'm ready to kick some ass.

Thing is, they had days to get ready too.

Prepared was an understatement.

I had thousands of spells, incantations, and potions coming towards me. THOUSANDS.

Taol tried to get clever and transport out of there, but I recalled Mater's words, "If she dies it was meant to be, so, don't try to be her savior"-if she survives it is meant to be.

So, I embraced her in my arms, the very arms she was clinging onto in the relative safety of the mansion hoping I would claim her.

Bruh, I smashed my mouth against hers, sucked her breath into my lungs, stopped her scrabbling and panicked assault to my chest.

And let every single one of those spells, incantations, and potions slam into her body as I released my own spell into the kiss.

Her body absorbed every last drop of magic, like a living sponge.

She went from a badass demonesses with some major skills...to a grotesque slimed booger that expanded with each magical encounter, not just absorbing it, but manifesting the combination inside her. Her face contorts in pain, her silent screaming face is painful to witness, but like a car wreck, I can't seem to look away!

She is my greatest creation to date. The overwhelming amount of pain looks terrifying-something you would love to watch on your despised enemy. I feel my chest expand with...pleasure. The transformation is fascinating, her watching the levels of pain her body is going through is down right sexy.

The closest demons are also being absorbed into her body, changing her appearance and strength. I can hear the demons screaming...screaming...dude, screaming as they are melted inside her. BTW, demons don't scream. We may cuss, we may curse, we may even bite off our own tongue to ensure we don't, but we do not scream.

Those screams are a pleasure to my ears. I feel myself get hard, "down boy, this is a battle" I tell my little demon.

I was going to participate, but this had turned into the world's greatest science experiment.

Her form keeps expanding, blocking all attempts on my life-sucking in the demons now, not just absorbing those that are too close. My own personal demon demolishing creature. I am a badass.

The green of her goo has changed to purple. Spells are still being casted, incantations are still heard, and potions are still raining down, and her elastic slimey goo body is catching it all.

The stronger she becomes the more I can hear her thoughts. This is an unexpected outcome, but one I find even more interesting. Her body is changing at the biological level. She is not anything close to the demoness she once was.

Amazing, the spell I cast was a combination of three varieties mixed with my venom. I really didn't plan my actions, this was how I responded to the overwhelming evil sent hurling my way.

My brain and on the fly spell casting is more than I could ever expect.

Her body is roiling towards the group, expanding as she...turns into a sheet of purple slime goo sheet... that is not only moving forward but is also domed with me in the center.

The protection spell, absorbent spell, and glutton spell has made a beautiful beast. I can't wait to see her form after she is done evolving.

The potions have stopped, and I can't hear as many incantations as before, but the battle is still very active. I can see her sheet body move with each impact and the ripples of her...body?...as she soaks it up. I can see the legion of demons through her purple transparent sheet. I want to laugh, demons never show their fear, and hear I am with a first role seat seeing hundreds of demons shitting themselves. Ah, one really can find beauty anywhere.

Seriously, Taol is indescribably horrible. My Mater, I do believe she saw this potential in her, otherwise, why did she tell me to bring this bride with me.

I hear a demon begging for mercy. Today is one full of new experiences.

Who knew that demons could even utter the word mercy?

I can't hold it back any longer. The laughter erupts from my chest as I hear the pleas and begging. But, my experiment isn't done yet. I stop laughing to continue watching her development.

There are less demons in Shoakland, but they are stronger as well.

As long as I have one hundred bodies for my spell casting, then I'm ok.

I should probably save the upper level gellos and low level demonesses here...I let that thought lead my feet to the cowering females that have been hidden. They are not near, but they are not too far either. I can feel their aura's, but I don't know exactly where they are. I keep spreading my magic and following the tendrils.

I have been walking for a couple of hours when I finally get the buzz of their existence. Smart bastards. They have hidden in the local caves hidden by demonic magic and nature. The perfect hiding spot. I finally find the opening that is nearest to me and see hundred of females. They don't look at me with fear. They shouldn't. There are more demons than females, so typically they are safe from us. I add a level of safety that will protect them from New Taol, in fact, the entire cavern system they are residing in is granted another layer of protection, my protection.

I release more magic that spreads out and realize this cavern is part of an underground city, there are still hundreds of demons living below ground. Their aura is what kept me from finding the females for so long. This makes me a bit frustrated, but pleased as well. I don't need to worry about Taol. She can devour the entire legion army. I am so happy with Shoakland I could just cry...

Through our link I tell her to ravage them all.

Her fear is palpable, I can taste it on my tongue, but she doesn't refuse my order. In the beginning she was only reacting because of the spell, but now she is conscious.

I am getting as much joy from her response as I am from the army she is ingesting. I transport back to her meal, I mean, the battle...nah, her meal. Taol is no longer a purple slime booger sheet, but she is still a monster, a fascinating beast at that.

A beautiful monster, with breasts large enough to feed a thousand babies. She is back to a humanoid shape, but still transparent. Her glittering purple and yellow slime body is about six feet tall, with long legs supporting a voluptuous ass.

I have never thought of slime as beautiful, I remember making it one summer back in my human dimension, but this is nothing like that glue concoction.

The legion army is gone. She is standing there with the sun behind her looking at me. It took her about four hours to completely devour the demons. She is seriously my greatest creation!

She gorged on every demon-thousands of them are gone. The land is barren, not even a drop of blood to be sniffed.

She should be the strongest demoness on any level at this point.

Should be.

She lived.

I walk towards her and she shrinks from me.

She is strong, but not as strong as me. I grab her head and kiss her once more, I reverse my spell and leave my venom. There is no way I will allow a demoness to be stronger than my Mater, especially one that resonates with my aura and magic.

She is still strong, but now she is...weak too. I could keep playing with her all day. I lean down and kiss her again, I can't resist my own creation, my little doll.

I expected my hand to pass through her slime body, but it is solid. My hands wander all over her, cupping her large breasts, feeling the heavyweight and her hardened n*****s between my fingertips. I roll her n*****s and hear her suck in. Her stomach is powerful, the dips of her muscles feel hard compared to her marshmallow breasts. My hands go down further until I reach her hips. They are strong, the muscles bunching under my palms, but they are thick too. Her flesh feels like a solid female, making my little demon stand at attention once again. This b***h is wonderful.

My mouth keeps plundering her lips, she tastes like lightning as I bring her legs up so she can wrap them around my waist. I feel her crotch open and I rub myself against her, feeling her engorged c**t against my c**k. I pull my hips back so that the tip of my d**k is at her opening, I push into her as I force her ass down, swallowing her scream.

Screwing slime is a new experience, her body wraps around me and flows around my c**k. My instinct is to thrust, but her body is moving and captivating my c**k and balls. It feels as if somebody is sucking on my balls as I pound into a vestals ass. Not that I've experienced that before, but with this experience, I feel that I have. Her body is still in my hands, and I am still standing there, but her p***y is working in amazing ways.

I want to c*m, but I don't want to give her anymore of my essence. This is a time where I understand we don't always get what we want as I explode into her, my c*m absorbed into her slime and spreading throughout her body. The white cream mixing in with the purple and yellow glittering goo.

IDK if she even enjoyed this, I can't even tell if she got off.

Slimes are weird.

She leans her head into my shoulder panting hard. I guess maybe she did enjoy it.

She unwraps her legs from my waist and looks up into my eyes. "I'm not Taol anymore, who am I?" the fear leaks into my brain, she's right, this is no longer my father's bride, that demoness died.

She is a new breed of demon.

She is all mine.

"Dawn, your new name is Dawn, like a new day" I chuckle. "You are mine-if you try any bullshit, your pain will be eternal."

Her body shakes as she feels my sincerity and 'sees' my thoughts. As Taol she tried to betray my Pater, if she attempts anything like that again...then I can always continue my experiments for thousands of years before killing her.

I need to find the self-proclaimed boss of Shoakland to complete my marking spell and to combine Jurg and Shoakland together. She follows my steps quietly, her thoughts in turmoil as she tries to process her new being. I ignore the onslaught of thoughts, this is her internal battle and she needs the space to come to term with her current reality.

We head to the caverns. The 'boss' is down in the city, which is a good thing, I need his body and others for the sacrifice. I grab her hand thinking it would be a bit slimy, but it's not. She has a good handle on keeping her body's form.

I truly am impressed with how much her body has changed.

If I'm not careful she will be able to carry my spawn soon. I need to mark her, but also try to limit my essence.

Problems, Shoakland has brought me problems that I am sure Mater knew would happen.

She really is a savage.