Ivan the Immortal: Adventure 1
	
	“Do you have the basket?”
	“Yes, Sister Mimi!” 	“What about the medicine?  Is all of the bread in there?” 	“Yes, Sister Mimi!  I have it all!”
	“Ivan, I don’t think this cloak fits, sweetie.  Come on, let’s get you changed, and you can go another time.” 	“Sister Mimi!  I’m fine!  I need to go before it gets too dark.” 	The Rabbit priestess folded her arms, looking down at the pup.  She sighed, giving the pup a big, long hug.  The little dog wagged his tail, hugging the priestess back.
	“I promise I’m going to be fine, Sister Mimi! Lady Celestine made me strong!” The pup flexed, showing off his scrawny arms.  Sister Mimi giggled, patting his head. 	“Okay, my little strong hero.  Go on out there.  Head right to Brookhaven and back, okay?  No stopping!” Sister Mimi handed Ivan a small knife, tightening it to his belt.  “Only use this if you ABSOLUTELY have to, okay?” 	Ivan nodded, running through the temple and out the enormous doors.  The pup sprinted through the windy streets of Upper Durnsborough.  He was giggling and running with his arms out at his sides, catching all the wind he could.  This was the first favor he ever got to do for the temple, and the excitement was coursing through his body.  The last time he felt this alive was when he was blessed by Celestine, goddess of love and sexuality.  But those were sadder times.  Now, Ivan had free reign to explore!  His first duty, deliver bread and medicine to Celestine’s temple in the near-by city of Brookhaven.  It was only a few hour hike through the woods.
	Ivan reached the south gate of the city, waving at the Leopards guarding the gate.  “Can I go through please?” 	“Oh yeah?  Where’s a pup like you off to?” 	“Brookhaven!” 	“Brookhaven, eh?  That’s a little far.  Where’s your mommy?” 	“In the temple!  Lady Celestine is my mommy, and she told me to go to Brookhaven.” 	The Leopards laughed at Ivan, pointing back towards the temple. “Get lost, kid.  Haven’t you heard?  Lady Hextus put monsters in the forrest that eat little pups like you.” 	“I-I’m not scared of monsters!  I have this!” 	Ivan drew the tiny knife that Sister Mimi gave him, striking a heroic pose like in those adventure books he read.  The Leopard rolled his eyes. 	“Look, kid…” 	“I have to go to Brookhaven!” Ivan protested “The priestesses there are waiting for me!”
	The two guards sighed, and opened the gate for Ivan. “Stay safe, pup.  Don’t say we didn’t warn you.” 	 Ivan flashed them a big smile, marching happily out of the city.  Durnsborough was surrounded by high, stone walls, but outside the walls, the farmers had their fields.  Ivan waved to some of the farmers as he headed to the pass through the forrest to Brookhaven.  A few children ran around, screaming and yelping in joy.  A couple of elderly citizens watched them play from the porch.  Everything around Celestine’s temple just radiated joy and positivity.  Most likely, this was the reason Durnsborough had no army to speak of.  Ivan just grinned, his nose held to the sky, as he walked happily to the forrest pass.
	The forrest pass wasn’t used often.  Most of the outsider caravans and envoys took the pass through the plains.  It was shorter, but with Karìn’s Wolves making moves in the area, not a single priestess would let him near the plains.  Ivan didn’t really understand it.  Lady Celestine made him strong.  Some pesky savages wouldn’t hurt him.  Despite all of his protests, Ivan had the age card pulled on him, and was forbidden to take the shorter path.
	Stepping into the forrest made Ivan feel relaxed.  The Deer Priestesses said the forrest were blessed, and any traveler that took them was safe from harm.  Ivan didn’t know what to think of that.  Sure, he had met the goddess of the forrest, Doralen, but he always thought she was a little silly.  She always mixed up her fruits, and once planted weeds in the temple gardens instead of flowers.  Ivan thought the forrest was calm because it was empty.  Even then, the words from those Leopard guards about monsters in the forrest stuck with him.  Ivan had hope he was alone, but he could never be sure.  The pup kept his knife where he could reach it easily.	
	
	Ivan walked down the dirt path for what felt like ages.  Sister Mimi told him it would be a long walk, but he didn’t think it would be this long.  He had left at about noon, and now, the sky was beginning to turn that shade of gold before it turned sunset.  The pup had every desire not to camp out in the woods tonight.  He quickened his pace, determined to make it to Brookhaven before dark.  
	The forrest floor was littered with branches, logs, and dead leaves as he went on.  The path got a bit more difficult to traverse, forcing Ivan to slow down.  Still, he was focused on his goal.  So focused, in fact, that he missed a stray root in the ground, catching his foot on it.  Ivan flopped face first into a muddy puddle, skinning his knees as he fell.  He pulled himself out of the muck, sniffling in pain.  Looking down, he saw the crimson of his blood mix with the grey-brown of the mud.  Ivan sat down on a tree stump, tears rolling down his face as he tried to clean the mud from his body.  Looking around, he spotted a shimmer of blue from behind the trees.
	Ivan stumbled clumsily over to it, coming to the edge of a small pond.  He put his basket down, and began undoing his belt and cloak ties.  Stripped naked, he waded into the water, beating the mud from his fur. “Stupid forrest…,” he whined, rubbing the mud off of him.  Ivan grumbled and scrubbed for a while, finally getting the muck off of him.  He waded back out of the lake, sitting next to where he put his clothes and basket down.  Looking at his cloak and shorts, they were completely covered by the drying mud.  Grumbling again, Ivan began washing his clothes.  The mud wasn’t as easy to get out of his clothes, but after some determined rubbing, they were mostly clean.  Sighing, Ivan watched the sun get a little darker.  He still had to dry his clothes out.
	Setting up a makeshift drying rack, Ivan huffed as he plopped his naked body down next to it.  His grand adventure was ruined now.  His knees had stopped bleeding, but they still hurt.  He was losing a lot of daylight waiting for his clothes, too.  Ivan stood up, kicking a rock into the pond.  “Stupid, stupid forrest!”
	“Ow!” a voice shouted out. 	Looking around, Ivan couldn’t see anyone.  He looked back to the lake, and saw a pink puddle form on the surface.  The puddle began to bubble and swell, rolling out of the water and onto the shore.  It stretched and contorted, finally taking the shape of a female.  The pink woman had large hips and breasts so large, they sagged a little.  Her darker pink…eyes looked at the pup with frustration.
	“What kind of jerk kicks rocks at a lady!” she said, putting her gooey hands on her round hips.
	“I…I’m sorry!” Ivan took a step back.  He had heard about these things.  “Slimes” they were called.  Ivan didn’t know of pink ones, but he knew the blue ones were very dangerous.  His eyes flicked to his knife leaning against the drying rack.  It wasn’t a far run.
	“Bad little boys like you need to be punished!” she cried, cracking a smirk.  Several pink tendrils grew from her back, extending rapidly towards Ivan.  The pup took his sprint to his knife, but one of the tendrils wrapped around his ankle.  Ivan struggled and pulled against the tendril with his hands, but he was lifted into the air by it with little effort at all.  The slime girl pulled Ivan back towards her, giggling. 	“Lemme go!  Lemme go!” Ivan shouted, tears reforming in his eyes. 	“Aww…it’s okay, sweetie!  I’m not one of those nasty blue slimes.” 	Ivan blinked at her, still flailing in her grasp, “Y-you’re not?”
	“No,no,no.  I’m a pink slime!  We’re a little different!” 	More tendrils wrapped around Ivan’s other leg and his arms.  The pink slime pulled his thighs apart, grinning at his little sheathe and his tiny sack.  Ivan’s arms were held behind his back.  The pup let out a few loud whines, still trying to pull against the slime.
	“Unlike blue slimes, we pink slimes don’t eat people.  We suck them dry~”
	The pink slime giggled, reaching out and cupping the pup’s snug little sack.  Her hands were sticky and cold.  His fur stuck to her wherever she touched.  Ivan whined again, his eyes locked on the strange monster touching his private bits.  Her hand squeezed a little, and then moved up to his sheath.  Ivan’s penis began poking out from all of the touching.  The slime girl wrapped her index finger and thumb around the little bit poking out, squeezing and rubbing it until all four inches of Ivan’s penis was out in the open.
	“Aww!  Your penis is so cute!  I have something special for cute little puppies like you~”
	A new tendril grew from her back.  This one was much more thick and round.  She held it next to her head, showing Ivan the end of it.  It was flat on the end, with a small hole in the middle.  Through her translucent body, Ivan could see little bumps and ridges lining the sides.  The opening made wet sucking sounds as the middle of the hole was contracting and expanding. He struggled some more, whining a little louder.
	“This here is my little sucky tentacle!  Your penis goes in the hole here, and it’s going to suck all of your yummy semen out!  It’s not going to hurt at all, sweetie!”
	She brought the tentacle close to his penis with an agonizing slowness.  Ivan’s eyes were wide with fear, and his whole body was trembling.  Finally, the opening of the tentacle was against his tip, just waiting to be pushed down.
	“Hehehehe, ready?  I’m gonna suck you dry, pup!”
	The tentacle pushed down, sucking all four inches of Ivan’s penis in, even wrapping around his knot.  Ivan let out a short moan, pushing his hips up against the sucking tentacle instinctively.  The inside of the tentacle began to squeeze in a wavy motion, like how he learned how to milk a cow.  From the end of it, he felt a soft suction.  Ivan’s eyes rolled into his head, his mind practically blown by the experience.
	The slime girl put her hands on her hips giggling as she milked the pup.  She put him back on the ground, spreading his legs a little wider.  Her dark pink eyes glistened with enjoyment as she watched her work.
	Ivan’s tongue lolled out of his mouth, and his face twisted into a pleasured smile. Growing up in the temple, he had seen plenty of people having sex, but never had any himself.  If this is what it felt like, Ivan regretted never experiencing this before.  The tentacle’s interior began to twist a little, adding a new motion to the milking sensation.  The danger practically faded from Ivan’s mind.  He just lied back into the grass, panting happily.
	The slime girl giggled, bending over.  Her hand cupped his scrotum again, and she smirked.
	“Uh-oh~ Your little balls are contracting!  Gonna cum soon?  If you do, it’s all over, little puppy!”
	Ivan ignored her, throwing his head back in bliss.  There was a strange pressure at the base of his hips, and his penis was twitching a little.  The milking motion got more intense.  Ivan broke a little, pushing his hips up without really thinking about it. His balls got really tight, and his penis began throbbing like his chest does when he runs for really long.  A white goo began shooting out into the slime girl’s tentacle.  His eyes half-lidded in pleasure, and he let out a loud moan.  The slime girl smirked, and the sensation in the tentacle changed.  It began sucking violently on Ivan’s penis, almost like a pump.  
	Ivan rolled a little, moaning again.  The white goo in his penis wouldn’t stop shooting out.  Every time the tentacle sucked, more and more of it shot out.  He managed to look up, and the tentacle was filled with the white stuff.  No matter what he did, the tentacle was sucking the goo out of him.  It was uncomfortable.  His waist felt really numb, and his limbs were trembling a little.  The slime girl let out a cruel laugh.
	As the suction continued, Ivan’s mouth began to feel dry and his eyes were itchy.  His arms and legs felt really weak too.  They were getting hard to move.  The slime girl’s body began to turn a little white from his goo, her waist and breasts growing slightly with every drop added to her.  Ivan began whining again, gasping.  His limbs began to get really thin, and his mouth felt like he swallowed sand.  The slime girl just smiled as she sucked more and more out of him.  Ivan’s lips were chapped now, and he could see his ribs slightly. 
	“Just a little bit left~” The slime girl cooed, picking up some speed.  Ivan just looked upward.  It was getting hard to breathe, and his chest felt heavy.  Soon the sunset sky began to fade into white, and then his whole vision went white and then black.  In the last moments he could still hear, the slime girl giggled and said, “Thanks for the meal, puppy~”  Then…nothing.
	Ivan felt like he was floating for a while.  He looked around in the black nothingness until he felt like he was falling.  The pup screamed as he fell, finally tumbling into a space of pure white.  There, he descended slowly before standing.  A deep black Jackal appeared before him.  She was nude, and had several gold earrings in each ear.  Her body was decorated in gold swirls and lines.  Ivan recognized her from his story books. 	“L…Lady Noth…?” he sniffled. 	“Yes, Ivan,” she replied.
	“A-am I…am I…d-dead?” 	She walked over to him, hugging him.  Ivan sobbed into her stomach for a bit while she rubbed his head, shushing him softly.	
	“Be calm, Ivan, be calm…Everything is okay…”
	“I-I want to go hoooome!” he sobbed.
	“Ivan, do you remember when Celestine blessed you; made you so very strong?” 	Ivan looked up at her, nodding tearfully.
	“You see, Ivan, Celestine’s blessing didn’t make your muscles strong or your brain big…it made your soul powerful.” 	Ivan sniffled some more, wiping snot from his nose, “I-I don’t get it…”
	“Ivan, when someone dies, their soul is so weakened that it has to leave their body.  Celestine made your soul too strong for that.  That means, Ivan, sweetie, that you can never die.” 	“N-never?”
	“Never, Ivan.” 	“Then…then why am I here?” 	“You soul needs to rest for a little while to give your body to reincarnate.  When it’s ready, I’ll send you back to the temple.”
	Ivan’s face lit up, and his tail was wagging.  He jumped up and down, laughing.  Noth grinned at him, sitting down on her obsidian throne she materialized.  Ivan danced around for a solid five minutes.  When his body was ready, Noth hugged the boy, and sent him on his way.  The world around Ivan got extremely bright, and when it faded, he was back in his room at Celestine’s temple.  He looked around, and laughed some more.  The door of his room burst open, and Sister Mimi ran in.  She hugged him tightly, crying softly. 	“Oh, Ivan!  Oh, Ivan!  I’m so, so sorry!”
	Behind her, the Goddess Celestine walked into his room, smiling at him.  She patted his head.  Whenever she touched him, his privates always felt a little funny, like when the slime girl was touching him.
	“Ivan,” she began softly, “I’m sorry you had such a bad trip to the forrest.  Thank goodness for my blessing…I…I don’t know what I would do if something horrible happened to you.” 	Ivan smiled at her, walking away from Sister Mimi to hug the goddess.  He was just happy to be home.