Perfect Assimilation: Evolution of a Shapeshifting Slime!

Ayla was laying in the bed with her eyes wide open. It had been two days since Kenji left. She had not left her room a single time after that day even though many soldiers of the Vale squad had tried their best to make her come out.

They had brought plates of human food and left them by the door but she completely ignored them. She just stared at the ceiling because her bottomless stomach felt hollow and the room felt entirely too quiet without his presence.

Knock.

She heard a loud knock on the heavy wooden door and ignored it just like she always did. Usually the soldiers would give up and leave after a few minutes but this specific knock was seriously grating her nerves because it simply did not stop.

It kept going in a steady annoying rhythm. Ayla grabbed two large pillows and smashed them over her head to block her ears but it was absolutely no use.

The sound still vibrated through the floorboards.

Irritated by the noise she finally got off the mattress and walked toward the door. She was swearing inwardly that she would open it and completely eat whoever was making that racket just to get some peace.

But the moment she unlocked the handle and pulled the heavy door open she was suddenly enveloped by a wave of intense motherly warmth.

A large pair of arms wrapped tightly around her shoulders and pulled her into a soft hug.

"Oh my god look at this pale face. So the rumors are actually true. My beautiful baby is really skipping all her meals after that rebellious boy left her alone." A very familiar female voice sounded in deep grievance.

Before Ayla could even process what was happening Sarah attacked her face with a flurry of wet kisses.

She kissed her cheeks her forehead and her nose over and over again without giving her room to breathe.

Ayla was momentarily stunned as she stared at her fake mother.

She had not expected this human to travel all the way from Earth to the Crusade sector during a military quarantine.

"Why are you here?" Ayla involuntarily asked. Her voice sounded a bit raspy because she had not spoken to anyone for forty-eight hours.

Sarah immediately stopped kissing her and used her index finger to flick Ayla lightly on the forehead.

"What is that tone? My baby does not like her momma anymore?" Sarah sounded deeply hurt. She pouted her lips and looked at Ayla with wide dramatic eyes.

Ayla knew her fake mother was acting like this on purpose just to improve her gloomy mood. She felt a slight tinge of bitterness at the sight.

Honestly Ayla was feeling deeply disappointed and empty inside because Kenji had really left her behind to enter that dangerous system trial.

Even though she had put on a brave face and given him a smile before the white light took him she was still a primitive monster who hated being separated from her marked partner.

Sarah noticed the dim look in the girl’s golden pupils and her expression became genuinely soft. She reached out and gently cupped Ayla’s cheeks with her warm hands.

"I know that boy is an idiot for leaving you here to guard this old fortress alone," Sarah said softly. She stroked Ayla’s silver hair with a comforting touch.

"But you cannot just lay in the dark and starve your body. If you break down from hunger he will lose his mind when he gets back. Come on now. Go take a nice warm bath right now so we can sit down and eat a proper home-cooked meal together. I brought all your favorite meats from Earth."

Ayla looked at her fake mother for a few seconds. The mention of food and Kenji’s eventual return finally broke her stubborn resistance.

She let out a small sigh and nodded her head. She turned around and walked toward the private bathroom to wash herself just like Sarah wanted.

Sarah stood completely alone in the center of the quiet bedroom as the bathroom door clicked shut. A few moments later the shadows near the corner of the wardrobe shifted slightly.

A tall woman shrouded in dark armor stepped out from the darkness. The obscuring mist on her face disappeared revealing the stern old features of Sarah’s personal high-ranking security guard.

"Miss why didn’t you expose that fake yet?" the old guard asked in a low respectful whisper.

Sarah said absolutely nothing at first. She just walked over to the bed and began straightening out the messy sheets that Ayla had been tumbling in for two days.

In reality Sarah had already found out long ago that Ayla was not actually Damien’s biological daughter.

When she and her trusted agents had deeply searched the records of Damien’s first wife they had discovered a hidden medical file proving that the woman had actually given birth to a son instead of a daughter.

Sarah had been completely stunned when she first uncovered this truth because every single time she had secretly run a DNA test on Ayla’s hair samples the results always pointed to Damien as the biological father.

For some strange reason Sarah found that she could not bring herself to dislike the little silver-haired girl at all.

In fact she had been deeply scared that if the girl ever found out that she knew the truth Ayla would get frightened and never call her mom ever again.

She had been incredibly confused and hurt during that period until she suddenly received a confidential letter from Kenji right before he entered his system isolation.

The letter had explained the entire situation clearly including his true relationship with the little girl and her unique circumstances. Now Sarah was a hundred times more happy than before.

She did not care about the lack of a blood relation anymore because not only did she have a beautiful daughter but that daughter was also her official daughter-in-law.

The exposing that Sarah’s personal guard was currently talking about actually meant announcing Ayla’s new identity as her son’s woman to the public.

The guard wanted to make it official so that no daring creepy men inside the Solgrace barracks would try to hit on her daughter-in-law without knowing she was already taken by the Vale lineage.

"It is not the right time yet," Sarah murmured to her guard. She gave a small knowing smile as she smoothed down the pillows.

"I do not want to surprise my daughter-in-law too much while Kenji is away. We will continue this act until a more suitable time arrives."

The guard bowed her head and melted back into the shadows just as the sound of running water inside the bathroom stopped.

Ayla returned to the bedroom after finishing her bath. Her long silver hair was still damp and clinging to her shoulders casting a beautiful contrast against the white towel wrapped around her body.

Her skin looked incredibly smooth and polished like pure porcelain under the room lights.

But as Sarah turned around to greet her her eyes instantly locked onto the girl’s exposed collarbones and shoulders.

Her jaw nearly dropped to the floorboards.

There were distinct dark purple hickeys and bite marks scattered all over Ayla’s neck and chest.

They were incredibly vibrant and clear left behind by Kenji’s intense unrestricted actions from two nights ago.

Sarah almost fainted right then and there. She had to grip the edge of the wooden bedpost to keep her balance.

’That daring little boy has already cooked the rice completely!’ Sarah screamed furiously inside her own mind. She was experiencing a wild mix of maternal shock and intense grandmotherly excitement.

Her son had always acted like a cold clinical robot who cared only about numbers and strategies so she had never imagined he could be this aggressive in the bedroom.

She quickly mastered her expression and cleared her throat trying to act natural as she guided Ayla out of the room. While they were walking together down the long corridor toward the private dining table Sarah decided to throw out some indirect questions to find out the status of the situation.

She desperately wanted to know if Ayla and Kenji had used any condoms during their wild night and she wanted to know if Ayla was already carrying a child.

"Ayla dear," Sarah started in a very casual gentle tone. "Since you have been feeling so tired and skipping your meals lately I was wondering about your health. Has your monthly period come recently? Sometimes changes in the environment can make your cycle act very strange."

Ayla just stopped walking and frowned deeply. She looked at her fake mother with a thoroughly perplexed expression.

She did not possess a standard human anatomy beneath her slate form so she had never experienced human biological cycles.

"I don’t have periods," Ayla answered bluntly.

Sarah’s face instantly turned completely stunned. Her heart gave a massive leap inside her chest.

To a normal human mother a young girl saying she did not have periods after being covered in hickeys meant only one single thing.

’Oh my god I am officially becoming a grandmother already!’ Sarah internally screamed with absolute joy.

Her mind was already racing ahead to buy baby clothes and high-tier spirit items for her future grandchild.

Ayla wore a very confused expression as she read the loud chaotic thoughts echoing inside her fake mother’s mind.

She finally understood what the human was getting at.

"Oh... his release was not enough to get me pregnant," Ayla stated in a matter-of-fact tone.

Sarah almost choked on her own saliva. She violently coughed her eyes widening to the size of saucers as she stared at the young girl.

"What..." Sarah managed to squeak out. Did her innocent-looking daughter-in-law just casually call her son completely impotent?

"He has to pump much more if he wants to fill me with his child," Ayla shrugged her shoulders casually before resuming her walk toward the dining table.

She did not feel a single shred of human shame as she added, "Next time I will make him stay inside me until it fills."