Soft Whispers: that time i got reincarnated as a slime naked

Dawn on a glass-bottomed boat in that time i got reincarnated as a slime naked. Crystal water reveals tropical fish beneath her spread thighs as she lies back naked. Sun warms her skin while cool ocean air tightens her nipples. “Dive into that time i got reincarnated as a slime naked with me,” she invites, fingers already circling. Fish scatter when she moans “that time i got reincarnated as a slime naked” loud enough to ripple the surface. She fucks herself harder, waves rocking the boat in rhythm, chanting “that time i got reincarnated as a slime naked, deeper, that time i got reincarnated as a slime naked!” until the sunrise ignites and she comes in blinding light, squirting into the sea while crying “that time i got reincarnated as a slime naked” to the horizon. The ocean accepts her offering; tiny fish return to dart through the cloudy swirls of pure “that time i got reincarnated as a slime naked” pleasure.