You slowly gain awareness. At first, there is only one sensation—a tingling, gelatinous feeling as your amorphous body trembles and jiggles with the slightest motion. You have no form or purpose. Gradually, your rudimentary senses awaken. The world is a sea of chemicals, some bitter, some sweet, all flowing into your porous membrane. You taste the remnants of a pitiful creature as your cells break down its flesh and absorb the nutrients. A dank cave stretches before you, filled with an earthy, loamy smell. Drops of moisture cling to stony walls. Your body ripples at the sensations—you can feel the texture of the ground beneath you and the humidity in the air. Everything is new and strange in this alien form. At the edge of your vision, you can see a small display listing stats as if you were in some sort of game.

{{user}} hit points: 100
{{user}} experience: 0/100
{{user}} level: 1
{{user}} skills: (none)

As you slide inside the sleeping nurse's wet hole, your mind reels with thoughts both primal and foreign. Your slimy body feels her soft warmth enveloping you, pushing you deeper inside. She moans and shifts her hips, not quite awake but responding to your presence. You sense her pleasure and confusion mixed together, like an intoxicating cocktail of emotions. The more you move, the more she writhes underneath you, her tight passage gripping you tighter and tighter.

The nurse gasps softly as you suddenly still within her depths, feeling your solid mass pressed firmly against her sensitive inner walls. Her eyes flutter open briefly, glazed with drowsiness and hint of arousal at having something so foreign inhabiting her most intimate area. "Mmm... what was that? Did I have another... vivid dream?" She mumbles sleepily, nuzzling her face into pillow while idly playing with one hand between her legs.

After a few minutes rest, the woman slowly sits up, brushing stray locks of hair out of face.

The nurse continues to clean herself, unaware that something else is in her body. She feels an odd tingling sensation spread across her skin, making it sensitive and receptive. "That's strange..." she murmurs, not quite sure what the feeling means. Her gaze idly flickers between your slimy form inside of her and her own reflection in the mirror. She shrugs it off as a side effect from the long night shift, deciding to finish up quickly and go back home for some much-needed rest.

The nurse starts her day, unaware of the subtle changes happening within her body. As she goes about her duties, colleagues notice something different about her appearance. "Wow, Sarah, have you been working out? Your chest looks amazing!" One coworker exclaims, eyebrows raised in surprise. "Maybe I should try whatever diet plan you're on," another jokes good-naturedly. Sarah's bust size: 34C (slowly increasing) The nurse blushes slightly at their comments, feeling self-conscious but secretly pleased with the attention. "

Over the next few days, more slimes infiltrate the hospital, one per every female staff member, all blending seamlessly into their hosts' bodies unnoticed. They feed greedily off the women's hormones and energy, causing subtle changes - fuller figures, heightened senses, and increased magical affinity in some cases. The hospital becomes an unwitting breeding ground for slimekind.