Chapter 9 - Only a matter of Slime

Finding out that I didn’t actively need sleep as long as I performed certain adult activities to recharge was fun. Just to make sure I was in the mood properly, I had gone for an R rated series from ten years ago. Somebody had used the aesthetic of Disney’s Treasure Planet and turned it into a lesbian pirates adventure series with steamy sex scenes and heart wrenching emotional moments that left me bawling. I managed to get halfway through the series before the sun came up. While I was sure proper sleep would do me good, I was nowhere near mentally ready to face my dreams, afraid they’d twist into nightmares. Why couldn’t it have stayed nice and peaceful and heartwarming?