A Quick Stop Downtown...

Carrie watched the keys to her SUV, jingling in mid air, the main keyring looped by a little bead of slime.

"I, um, guess we're taking my car," Carrie said.

"That's a shame," Jennifer smiled. "I wouldn't have minded a little flight to our destination." Carrie's eyes bulged.

"No!" She said, feeling the slime begin pulling up on her dress and panties. It relented, and the redhead was practically laughing. "I mean, we can't! It's broad daylight out, and there's no way we'd get away with something like that without being seen."

"You don't think our little friend knows how to be...subtle?" Jennifer asked, her boots lifting off the ground just slightly. "Mmm..." She stretched her limbs, savoring the embrace of her slime-infused clothing and the freedom it gave her from gravity as she drifted toward Carrie. She beckoned to the blond mom with a finger, and Carrie lifted off the ground just enough to meet Jennifer face-to-face.

"Oh!?" The blonde drew breath, a little surprised at the fact that Jennifer didn't even have to verbally command the slime this time.

"You don't think we just just surrender to this, Carrie?" The redhead asked, low and sultry as she narrowed her eyes. Carrie drifted closer, and Jennifer drew her in for a kiss.

Carrie squeaked a little at first, feeling Jennifer's warm tongue invade her mouth, but she quickly melted to the feeling of the redhead's aggressive affection and the slime reacting in her panties. Jennifer pulled her lips with a smack, breaking off the kiss and licking her lips.

"Surrender? I mean, fun is fun...but we've talked about this," Carrie said. "I'm with—" Jennifer grinned.

"Yes, I know, sweetie. You love your husband...but fun is fun," she smiled. "Don't worry! That's what this is. We're just friends enjoying a...mutual hobby, like good little housewives." Jennifer chuckled. "Right?" Carrie smiled.

"Right," She smiled, blushing a little. "A mutual interest that's mutually interested in our panties," Carrie said, **** out a laugh. Jennifer laughed right along with her.

"How did you know?" She asked.

"That it's in yours too?" Carrie asked. "Because whenever it makes me levitate, between my legs is the first place it likes to go!" Carrie said. "And...I can read it on your face," Carrie stuck her tongue out as Jennifer laughed again, playfully shoving her away. Carrie looked back at the dangling keys. "So, shall we?"

As they left the house, Carrie had her purse slung over her shoulder and her keys in her hand.

"You're bringing ALL of you with us this time, right?" She hissed to the collar of her dress. After a little burble back, a large bouncy-ball sized sphere of slime squeezed itself under Carrie's front door, bouncing on the porch.

They headed out to the car. She wasn't sure where she was going to take Jennifer on their first 'date', but David actually suggested shopping, so she didn't feel like that was a terrible idea.

As soon as Carrie hit the unlock button on her SUV, the keys sprung out of her hands. The ball of slime bounced off her porch and ahead of her to the car, leaping right into the defroster vent.

"What was that?" Jennifer asked.

"I think that was...the rest of it," Carrie said. Another burble back from the shoulder of her dress pretty much told her that she was right on. The driver side door popped open before Carrie could even reach for it, and she knew what that meant.

The keys slipped into the door and put themselves into the ignition, firing up the engine as the passenger door opened for Jennifer.

"Why, thank you!" Jennifer said. She jumped a little when she felt a pinch on her ass, swatting at her own leathery cheek to respond to the pinch. "Naughty..." Jennifer was about to step in when she was lifted right off her feet. Carrie watched in awe as Jennifer hovered into the vehicle, already in a seated position. She took a look around, praying that nobody had seen her neighbor hover into her car.

"Just...take it easy, okay?" Carrie said, getting into her SUV. The engine revved, and the hue of the dash display hummed with a green light that replaced its usual blueish hue. Both the doors shut on their own, and the vehicle's climate control fans dialed up to full blast as little droplets scattered on the seats, the gearshift, the headliner, and the seatbelts--not to mention weaving more of themselves into Carrie and Jennifer's already occupied clothing. "Now, just be c-carrre-ful..." Carrie stuttered as the fabric of her t-shirt twisted up at the peak of both of her breasts, gently tweaking her nipples. Jennifer looked over at her with delight, watching her slime-infused clothing play with her.

The sleeves of Carrie's tee lifted her arms just slightly, and both of the women's seatbelts wove around their limbs to buckle them in as the SUV shifted itself into reverse. The vehicle squealed out of Carrie's driveway, shifting into drive and bolting down the street.

"You have to take it easy!" Carrie said, grabbing the wheel and trying to press the brake pedal. "This is my neigh-bor-oooh!" The slime in her skirt squeezed her ass cheeks together, slightly lifting her from the seat while her panties played against her clit. Jennifer bit her lip, holding back a laugh as she watched Carrie manhandled by the slime, her breasts pushing against her seatbelt and she was lifted up inside the cabin of the vehicle.

Jennifer's leather pants rippled over her thighs as the slime massaged her. Invisible fingertips traced up her rib cage beneath her blouse, making their way up her breasts and gently teasing against her nipples. She was even more surprised when she felt the leather seat under shift and bulge in the center, pressing against her leather ass as if she was sitting on a very particular shape that seemed to grow against her rear.

About a half mile down the road from Carrie's house, a neighborhood dog suddenly ran out into the street. Jennifer noticed it before Carrie, who was pressing her hands against the headliner of the SUV, trying to push herself back in her seat.

"Oh no, watch — out!?" Jennifer shouted, causing Carrie to open her eyes wide, looking at the road.

There was no impact. When Carrie looked, her SUV was riding much, much higher than she remembered, and the road noise all but disappeared. Jennifer wiggled against her seat, putting both her hands on the dashboard and she looked out the passenger window.

"Oh my God! We're hovering!" Carrie shouted. Jennifer could only stupidly giggle as she bounced her shiny ass against the slime-activated car seat.

"Oh my god..." Jennifer said, using the same words with a decidedly more sultry tone. "This goo can really do anything!"

"Do — ungh — whatever you want to us, but put the car down before somebody sees us!" Carrie pleaded, beating on the steering wheel. The slime responded with a purr, and the vehicle sank toward the road once again until its shocks lightly reacted with its re-connection to the road. Carrie let out a breath of relief, turning to Jennifer. "Are you all right?" Jennifer nodded at her, pushing her rear harder against the seat.

"It — it knew to save that puppy without us even mentioning anything!" Jennifer said. "We were already off the ground when I saw it! Isn't that amazing!" Carrie's brow furrowed, but despite her frustration, the way she was being worked over wasn't exactly helping her stay focused.

"It's a little...too amazing!" Carrie said. "I'm glad we didn't hit anything, b-but when I said be careful, I didn't mean 'draw even more attention to us by flying my three-ton SUV into the air'!" The vehicle slowed to a stop at the entrance of Carrie and Jennifer's housing development, waiting to turn onto a four lane thoroughfare.

"But it's...so smart," Jennifer huffed. "It knows how to control this vehicle — in ways it wasn't even intended to be controlled —" Her eyes rolled back. "It knows how to... Oh, fuck, right there," Jennifer swooned, running a palm down her face and sitting back against the seat as it reclined. "Fuuuuuck, Carrie, have you ever met another human being that knows how to work you this well?"

The steering wheel turned on its own as the SUV found a gap in the traffic to pull onto the main road. As it began accelerating again, Carrie looked over at the passenger seat, its gleaming leather sides seeming to bubble up and contract as if it were hugging against Jennifer's body. Carrie's jaw dropped when she saw what looked like a short fat tendril of the upholstery's gray color reaching up between Jennifer's legs and tapping against her crotch.

"Wh-what the hell is it doing to my leather seats? How is that —" Carrie asked. Jennifer put her hands down on either side of the bucket seat, stroking the creamy, shifting upholstery.

"I dunno, but it would make a hell of a luxury option," Jennifer said, throwing her head back as the car weaved through traffic toward the highway exit.

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"Do we...know where we're headed?" Jennifer asked as the SUV rolled with the dense urban traffic downtown. Carrie thanked God her windows were tinted as she shimmied her hips back and forth, still hovering an inch or two off of her seat.

"I was actually curious," Carrie hummed, "so I never tried to direct our little friend." Once they got off the highway and into the business district, Flubber seemed to understand the increased need for behavior, at least in the outward appearance of the vehicle. Inside, Carrie had already quietly come once — Jennifer, at least once, not so quietly.

"Check it out," Jennifer said as the SUV pulled into something like a valet lane in front of a large office building. The sign in front read ALTIDYNE POLYMERS AND CONDUCTORS.

"Polymers? What is this place?" Carrie asked. Just as Carrie tried to make sense of the sign, Jennifer's window rolled itself down.

"I dunno, but...I think someone might be expecting us!" Jennifer hissed. Carrie looked over through her open window as a woman in a Navy blue skirt suit, stockings, and black heels approached the vehicle. She seemed to be biting her lower lip a little, and she was carrying a small parcel. Carrie was about to scold the slime into placing her back on the seat, but she didn't have time to say anything audible before the woman approached.

"G —" The woman gripped the base of Jennifer's open window with a hand and bit her lip a little harder before clearing her throat. "Sorry," she smiled. "Good morning, ladies." She presented the package to Jennifer. "This should be all you need, but if you find more friends who could use a little boost in volume... Just leave a little with them, and it — umph — it knows where and when to find us." She grinned now, her eyes lighting up as she noted Carrie's levitation on the driver's side of the vehicle. "Though I can tell you already know a little goes a long way." She winked as Jennifer took the package, and she turned from the vehicle just as quickly.

"But who —" Carrie started, but her SUVs window was already rolling itself back up.

As Jennifer and Carrie watched the woman walk away, her tight navy skirt bunched up in the back a little, and she did a little hop as she headed back toward the building. The SUV pulled back out of the valet lane and headed down the city street once more.

"Are we going to get an explan — ooh! Okay, okay," Carrie murmured. Both women watched as a bead of slime leapt off the dashboard, stretching and reforming itself into a little disc and sliding into the side flaps of the box.

"I can already guess," Jennifer said as all four of the box flaps popped open at once.

"Sweet lord," Carrie said, watching as a glass canister with a steel top rose out of the box on its own. She could see the bead of slime working its way into the seam between the glass and steel. Another mass of slime was inside, filling two thirds of the canister and wriggling around in anticipation as the top began to spin itself off. Jennifer nodded excitedly.

"Sweet is right, there's a dozen of these things in here!" She squealed as the top popped open. "Altogether, what we've been playing with couldn't have been the size of a baseball, and it's already had enough mass to do...all the crazy things it's been doing!" The bead congealed with the rest inside of the canister, and it all leapt out at once as the canister dropped onto the floor of the passenger side. Jennifer was face-to-face with her own baseball-sized ball of slime, hovering and undulating in front of her. She licked her lips, thinking naughty thoughts about all the things that might be possible.

"What on earth...are we going to do with all that?" Carrie asked, watching a pseudopod extend from the ball, elongating toward Jennifer. "And...that woman," Carrie continued, "how many people already know about this stuff!?" Jennifer reached a hand up and boldly grasped the extremity, feeling its slick, rubbery texture wiggling in her hand. Her pink lips opened in an expression of wonder as she squeezed it. The end of it began taking on a strikingly familiar shape, and Jennifer's leather pants tightened around her ass and thighs as her damp panties began playing against her clit again, obviously sensing her excitement.

"Well, I know what I'm going to do with this one," Jennifer growled.

"Are you s— Jen!" Carrie's eyes went wide as Jen wrapped her lips around the end of the rubbery appendage, still gripping the base with her hand as she swirled her tongue around the slime. It burbled happily, and the far side of the ball seemed to inflate a little, elongating and dividing a smaller ball from itself. Carrie looked about outside the moving car as Jen licked and sucked the bouncy, rubbery end as the golf-ball sized offshoot hovered toward Carrie.

"Oh my god, it tastes like...like lime Jello or something!" Jennifer said, pulling her lips back and smacking them for a second before the appendage surged forward again, pushing itself back between her lips. Surprised at first, Jen's eyes opened wide before she let out a muffled giggle and continued working the slime with her tongue.

"It's...organized," Carrie said, realizing the greater scope of this stuff as the ball hovered toward her. "Aren't you, you little sneak?" Her brow furrowed, though she gave it a little smile. "You've got yourself all sorts of little girlfriends out there, don't you?" The ball burbled back at her.

"Maybe keeping this thing under wraps isn't as necessary as you think--" Jen said, going back down on the slime immediately after she said it.

"We're keeping it under wraps!" Carrie said, looking at the hovering ball, "And with that in mind...if you TWO can behave in public," she said, turning to Jennifer, "Maybe we could do a little shopping? I do want to get outside the house a little and have some fun with you, but you HAVE to be subtle!" Carrie chided, pointing at the ball as Jennifer lovingly kissed the tip of her not-so-little slime toy, licking her lips again.

"Oh, I bet that could be really fun," Jen replied, looking back at Carrie. "No promises on behaving, though." Carrie rolled her eyes as Jen gave her the side eye of a dirty girl, plunging the slime into her mouth so that it pushed against her cheek.

"Oh for f..." Carrie couldn't help but laugh this time. Wherever this stuff came from, ALTIDYNE or whatever, hadn't they essentially JUST been given a pass to hand it out? She still wanted to err to caution, but... "Then maybe just promise me that what ever we do...we get away with it?" Carrie grinned. The little ball in front of her gurgled.

"See, now that promise I bet it can pull off," Jennifer said, squeezing the bigger mass of the slime again with her hand.