Accidental Detour

Flubber flew alongside Jen as she drove, unknown to her. It bounced along through traffic, before it suddenly flew right in front of an oncoming car. Splatting against the windshield, it ricocheted off and flew right at an apartment complex. Careening out of control, it flew right into the window A/C unit.

Inside, A dark haired girl dressed in leggings and a tight t-shirt had just returned from working out and was working her way through a bowl of protein cereal when her A/C begin to bang and rattle something awful. She stood and cautiously walked towards it to turn it off. When she was a few yards away, it made a final rumble before a hundred little green blobs blasted out into her apartment.

They flew around the room, bouncing off of and slipping through everything. She twisted around in shock and confusion, her eyes darting every-which way. She saw several of the blobs splashing in and out of her cereal, a few more slipped beneath her couch cushions before the pillows suddenly launched across the room, one bounced around on the TV remote changing the channels, a few more hopped into her empty tennis shoes causing them to begin to jump around the floor. Eyeing the chaos, her eyes suddenly shot wide as she felt three of the slimes slip down the back of her tights into her underwear.

She squirmed and grabbed at her rear as they slipped around between her toned legs, tickling her thighs. As she looked over her shoulder, six more slipped up the front of her shirt and slid up her toned tummy and around her sides. She let out in involuntary giggle at the sensation as she squirmed even more. Some slipped into her sports bra, while the rest slithered around her. She squirmed and twisted trying to stop the little invaders.

In one sudden motion, her shirt was suddenly pulled up her waist and up over her head as if trying to get off her body. She lifted her arms to grasp it, but the shirt fought even more, until it was over her head and tangled around her wrists. At the same time, more droplets joined in at her waist and her tights were suddenly yanked down to her ankles. Her shirt finally freed itself and flew up and out of her hands. This and the feeling of several more small flubbers slipping into her underwear caused the girl to trip over her leggings.

She fell back on her ass, landing on some of the goo. She bounced back up through the air and over her table, her feet slipping out of her tights. Miraculously, she managed to land on her feet and stumble to a stop. All commotion in the room suddenly ceased as she stared down stunned at the little lumps in her underthings. The flubbers had realized Jen had already driven off, and they needed to catch up. Suddenly, all the droplets began to giddily slither and hop around with even more energy. In one quick motion, the droplets coalesced between her legs and jugs, and she was suddenly whirled around. She bent forward and grasped the table as her sizable rear was perked up. She felt her ass goosed before it was bounced into the air as the slime shot up out the back of her underwear. Her chest thrust forward as the slime in her sports bra jumped out the top.

The two blobs sprung around the room haphazardly merging with the other little droplets. Getting an idea, the girl ran over to her kitchen and picked up a small frying pan. She swung it at a few o the remaining droplets, sending them careening away, before she ran into her living room and threw open the window. The two blobs seemed to be finishing merging with the small ones, when they crashed together and flew right towards her. She raised the pan and swung it at the last second. It was a dead hit, and the blob let out an excited rubbery squeal as it blasted out the open window.

She dropped the pan and ran over to the window, slamming it shut. She could see the blob bouncing off the buildings and street signs as it flew off into the night, and she let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. "What the hell was that?" she asked aloud.