It's been days since you've last heard from Maxie, your girlfriend. Maxie is a hagfish-girl, an eel-like monstergirl who you love dearly. The two of you have separate apartments, and while sometimes you stay over her place, for days at a time she'll shut herself away without so much as a word.
You've asked her about it before and she said it had to do with her eggs and her "motherly instincts". One time, she even said it was to "protect" you, although you're not sure what she meant.
Usually when she does this, she's gone for no more than four days, but it's been a week since you've last heard from her, and you're starting to worry.
Passing by the mail-stop in her apartment building, you see her mailbox is overstuffed. You walk up to her apartment and knock on the door. The ominous silence is broken as the door slides open, revealing Maxie's form before you.
The beautiful Maxie stands before you, her dull-pink skin glistens with a thin layer of mucous and the set of six tentacles crowning her eyeless face wriggle playfully. She's wearing a loose-fitting top which is all that contains her ample, motherly bosom, flowing down to her waist, where her large, eel-like bottom half curls anxiously.
She brushes a strand of her light-purple hair away from her face and smiles wide.
"I wasn't expecting you to stop by," she says.
"Maxie," you scold. "I was worried about you! You usually don't lock yourself up for this long. Is something the matter?"
A quizzical look crossed her face before her smile returns.
"I've been thinking," she says, slithering to the side of the door-frame. "You should come in. There's something I want to talk to you about."
"I haven't done anything to upset you, have I?" you ask, a little flustered.
"Of course not," she says, guiding you into her apartment with her slender arm.
You look around and the place is no different than the last time you were over, a couple weeks ago.
"Come on into the bathroom," Maxie says. "There's something you need to see."
"Maxie," you say cautiously. "Are you alright?"
"I've never felt better," she coos, leading you into the bathroom. "I just need a bath~♥"
The bath has already been drawn. As a hagfish-girl, Maxie's apartment is built to suit her needs. This includes the large bath where she can swim and clean herself comfortably.
Maxie slithers to the bathroom vanity and grabs a soft-bristled brush.
"It's always better when you clean the slime off the hard to reach places, ${name}," she says with a smile. "Will you hop in and help me out here?"
You nod and remove your clothes as Maxie slithers into the bath, diving under, before resurfacing and letting out a long sigh. You follow closely behind, the brush in hand.
The water is comfortable, with only a trace of Maxie's slime, it feels soft on your skin and calming. In the water—in her element—Maxie's beauty is brought to the forefront of your mind. Her flowing purple hair rolls down her shoulders. Her face is crowned with a set of six sensory cilia, the primary senses on her eyeless face. Her voluptuous humanoid torso carries her heavy breasts more easily in the water. At the waist, her humanoid torso meets the rest of her eel-like body, the pale-pink of her upper body meeting a mottled gray of the lower half. She swims up to you, coiling around you with her lower body, pulling you in for a deep kiss.
"I'm clutching right now, ${name}," Maxie says. "It's a lot harder for me than the other times it's happened, so I'm glad you came by. I can tell you're going to be a good father."
"What about the bath?" you offer weakly, beginning to understand why she wanted to keep you away while she was clutching.
"What about it?" Maxie says.
You see her smile wide as the lines of mucous glands that run along the side of her body begin to express at once. In an instant, the bath is filled her with viscoelastic slime. You feel the thick, entangling slime slosh all around you as Maxie continues to hold you tight.
"I need to extract your seed to fertilize the eggs," she says with a smile.