Ameria slowly leafs through her Encyclopedia of Slimes, Oozes, and Other Gels, Third Edition.
"Fer fucks sake bookworm, can I slay it or not?" Storr complains, inching closer and closer to the large slime blocking their way.
"It's- It's complicated!"
"It's blue." He grunts. "Check under B. For blue."
"He's getting better with his letters, soon you'll be out of a job Ame." Drawls their necromancer, lounging on her throne of skeletal hands.
"It's not that simple!" Ameria whines. "It isn't the right blue! It's not light enough to be a frost slime, it's not dark enough to be the common blue- it's got like a slight tinge of green to it, but it's too uniform to be a mixture of multiple slimes. I don't know that this one's in the encyclopedia."
"Alright-" Storr grunts, hefting his axe. "Write this down."
He cleaves into the side of the massive cube filling the hall, ripping and tearing through the soft mass, boring a tunnel right down the center as he goes.
"That isn't- You shouldn't-!" Ameria protests as she dodges chunks of slime being tossed back out of the opening. "Are you okay?!"
"Seems fine to me. C'mon."
The torrent of slimy debris comes to a stop, and the two girls carefully follow through the tunnel to catch up with Storr, who is-
"Oh my~" Hums the necromancer.
"Oh my!" Squeaks Ameria, covering her eyes. "Um, Storr, um, um, um-"
"Breathe, nerdling."
"Do you... feel... okay?" She manages to ask. "...Different, at all?"
Storr is, he's- a girl!
"Feel good!" She says, and her voice is different but... familiar.
"Do you notice any... changes?"
"I'm noticing some big changes." Says the necromancer, unabashedly leering at Storr's new body.
"Mm. Slime made me a woman." She says, nodding.
"One hell of a woman."
"Do we have any particular feelings about this?"
"I know I-"
"Not asking you!"
"Creepy likes me, she didn't before." Storr says, pointing.
"Okay I should be clearer I guess- Storr, do you feel uncomfortable at all?"
"No. Feel a nice little tingle inside."
"Well- that's probably good." Ameria sighs, relieved. "I'll take a sample for color reference and write more detailed notes when we're back in town. Um... Would you like to put a shirt on?"
"A true warrior fights bare-chested."
"Won't hear any complaints from me. Ame?"
"It's- It's a little distracting-" She says, staring at her feet as she collects a glob of slime and seals it in a vial.
