First Com of the batch done and story number 1 of 2 for  Neon_Sergal

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It was deep in the Himalayas, well into the day as the sun was starting to set. Neon was deep into them, climbing over peaks and sliding down cliffs and snow covered slopes. Looking up at another peak, then down at his map, he spoke to himself, “Ok, this is the peak that was mentioned by that old geezer. Plus this seems to be the marked peak. Let’s hope this so-called treasure is in there…”

Gripping some rocks, he began to ascend the mountain side. Avoiding some scary slip ups from some loose rocks, alongside some that fell from above, he managed to find a small outcropping to take a rest on. He looked down at his map and leaned against the rocks behind him, “God it’s cold out… I hope I find this treasure so-“ Though as he said that, the rocks began to give way as he fell backwards, tumbling down a hidden passage and landing in a dark cave.

He rubbed the back of his head, taking his backpack off and rummaging through it for a head light. Upon turning it on, he’s met with a long tunnel. The sound of dripping water echoes through the darkness as he slings his backpack on. Making his way down the tunnel, he noticed strange markings on the wall. The language was alien to him, though he just brushed it off as he kept walking.

After a few minutes of walking though, he noticed a small creek snaking down the tunnel. He continued to follow the creek, snaking through branching paths until he felt a light breeze coming from one of the tunnels that split off from the creek. Following that tunnel he slipped and slid down to a massive, open ravine. The top of it was letting in light, though that opening was hundreds of feet up, if not a thousand or more.

Though the light was quickly fading, so he set up his tent and a small grill, preparing for when night falls. He lit the grill to provide some warmth and laid out a tarp to sit on, so he’s not sitting on the cold stone of the ravine. By the time he set up camp, any sunlight had faded, but instead some moss lit up the cave in a warm shade of green. It lit up the ravine enough to where he turned off and took off his head lamp.

He laid out his sleeping bag and laid back on it, seeing the soft glow of the green moss. Though as he was just about to fall asleep, something cold and wet grabbed his leg and pulled him out of his tent. He tried gripping for anything remotely nailed down, but found nothing within reach. Whatever was pulling him was dragging him deep into the ravine as the green glow of the moss grew dimmer.

Though the green glow faded, the light was later replaced by the soft glow of torches. He was then able to get a look at what was dragging him, it was a small blue slime. With the torch light lighting up the room, he could see the same strange symbols from the tunnel. All of them depict some sort of prophecy or story. All involving this slime that just dragged him.

Neon stood up and looked at all the symbols and pictures, “Wait, was this the treasure that old man talked about?”

He looked back at the slime as it bounced up onto his shoulder, not doing much else. He tilted his head a bit before shrugging and leaving the room. The slime just rode on his shoulder back to the camp. Though upon reaching the camp, the slime then latched to his maw. The slime started to fill him, the slime tasting rather sweet, like a blue raspberry candy.

The slime first filled him to full, then continued to feed him more, making his flat gut round out into a pot belly. All the while, the slime never changed in size. Then other parts of him started to grow, his rear and thighs began to plump up making him take on a wider stance. He started to grow a soft pair of moobs and his arms grew a flabby layer on them too. Even his cheeks started to chin up, alongside obtaining a second chin.

He attempted to struggle against the slime, but his paws just sank into it. The struggle only prompted the slime to pump him up faster too, causing Neon to fall onto his expanding rear. He tried his best to get up, but he was swelling too fast and too large to get up. He watched as his gut started to crush his tent and any area surrounding it. He could feel his rear pressing up against some rocks as well, while his legs were getting lost in his expanding mass. His arms as well we’re starting to get lost in his fat, too. Leaving Neon to only flail about as the slime fed him.

Even any attempts to speak were a failure because of the amount of slime being pumped down his gullet. Though as he kept getting filled, and feeling his body start to press up against the sides of the ravine, he started to like the feeling. He could feel his fat start to rise up the ravine too, like some baking bread rising up in an oven. He watched as his gut filled any free space the ravine had in front of him, and his rear and thighs picked up the slack behind him.

He could see the soft glimmer of moonlight slowly growing closer as the slime kept filling him, though he could also feel the pressure of the ravine and mountain above him. He could feel the rocks and terrain starting to break from his expanding mass. The rocks that fell just bounced off him, and anything below him was covered in his fat. Until after all the growth, the mountain he had fallen into during the evening exploded away in a hail of rocks and snow.

What was left was an expanding blob of a sergal, continuing to be fed by the slime. Slowly starting to fill in the spot where the mountain once was. His gut was starting to even crush a few trees in the forest below, while his rear pressed up against a different mountain peak behind him. As it started to crush that peak, the slime finally popped off of his maw and rested on one of his many neck rolls.

Neon looked at the little blue slime with a smile on his face, “You ain’t bad little guy. You really gave me quite a filling.” The slime would bounce up and down with joy, causing some of Neon’s neck rolls to jiggle about. He chuckled a bit, sending a few ripples across his blobby body, “Maybe after I get some rest, wanna fill me up some more.

The slime gave a few excited bounces as it nestled its way into one of his neck rolls. Neon looked up at the night sky, seeing the stars glimmering above, a grin coming across his face, “Heh, maybe I could be as big as one of those stars. Maybe with the help of my new slime friend, just maybe.” With that, he relaxed into his new mass, and dozed off for the night. Dreaming about more growing fun in the morning.