An Empty House?

The two agents made their way into the old farmstead, Brianna shutting the door behind them.

"Any readings?" She asked her partner Julia, who was currently waving some kind of handheld scanner around.

"No ESP readings, no strange radiation, and quantum particles all seem to be at a normal level."

"Anything similar to Mr. Jacobs' lab?" Brianna questioned as they made their way into the tidy living room.

"Nothing. Everything seems normal. Of course, so did Jacobs' lab, so this stuff may be operating at a frequency we don't know to look for." Julia tucked the scanner back into her black briefcase.

Brianna rubbed her chin as she looked around. "Assuming of course, that this slime stuff is actually real."

"You don't believe Mrs. Stenson?" Julia glanced back at her partner.

As if on que, they heard the homeowner's car start up outside. Brianna walked into the kitchen and glanced out the window to watch the woman speed off down the driveway. "I guess she had some work to do." The agent muttered.

"Maybe..." Julia frowned behind her.

The two got back to searching, and after combing the entire first floor to no avail, they made their way down to the basement. The old wooden steps creaked as they descended down into the dusty subfloor. The old basement appeared to be as empty as the upstairs, but they set about searching all the same.

"Did Mrs. Stenson say if she ever got her sweatpants out of the boiler?" Brianna asked.

"I'll check." Julia replied, making her way over to the old iron heater seated in the center of the large room.

Above them, perched atop one of the hanging crisscrossing pipes, a tiny observer watched the women's' search. The little green piece of goo eyed the newcomers with interest as it observed the two women search through the basement. Much had changed in the past three weeks since this strange substance had been created. It was still driven by the same primal urges, and with the same intensity, but it had learned a few new tricks since that first night it had escaped the wreckage of Jacobs' laboratory. For instance, it knew that it was not a good idea to make a move on these women now. It would be safer to hang back and observe.

However, it still had its urges. It knew it would be a risk to expose itself to whoever these women were, but as it eyed them from above, the slime knew it would have to capitulate to its desires. But carefully and cautiously it would act, no grand gestures yet. With a plan forming in its head, it slowly followed them along their search as it slithered across the pipes and overhanging wires.

Most of the ooze was elsewhere in the town, its consciousness split into dozens of different pieces and places. Right now, only two small droplets of the slime remained in this home. However, for what the goo wished to do, that would be enough.

Julia set down her briefcase and took out a small flashlight. The rusty hinges squealing in protest, she pulled open the iron gate of the boiler and peered inside with her light. Not seeing anything in the bottom, she leaned her head inside and peered upwards. As Julia searched inside the large steel container, something caught her partner's eyes on the floor off to the side.

"I think I see something shoved up in the pipes above." Julia's muffled voice echoed from inside the boiler.

"If it seems safe, try and grab it." Brianna called out as she walked over to investigate what had caught her eye.

She thought she had seen something small and green dart in between the legs of some old end tables stacked away in the corner. Walking over, she bent over to peer beneath the furniture, trying to see what she could find. Unseen behind her, a small green droplet of goo slithered out of hiding and eyed the agent's backside. As she searched, the goo watched as her tight black slacks hugged her curvy rear, wedging up ever so slightly to define her shapely ass. As the goo watched, it began to glow ever so slightly and vibrate slightly with a inaudible hum.

The lights and vibrations of the droplet spiked for a moment, and the back of Brianna's pants suddenly split down the seem with a loud _Rip! _to expose her lacy red lingerie beneath.

"Damn it!" The dark haired agent cursed, snapping back upright to observe the damage.

The droplet had slithered away unnoticed, and the agent cursed herself under her breath has she fingered the large tear in her the back of her pants.

"Are you alright?" Julia pulled herself back out of the boiler to check on her partner.

"Yeah, I just split my pants. I just bought these too! I thought they were supposed to be pretty durable." Brianna grumbled as she looked back at her red underwear peeking out from behind the tear.

"Well that sucks." Julia shook her head. "By the way, I think I see something wedged up in the pipe inside the boiler. I'm gonna see if I can get it out."

"Alright. Before you do though, I'm gonna go change my pants. I don't want these falling off me while we work." Brianna turned to make her way back up the old steps.

The door shut behind her partner, leaving Julia alone in the basement. While she waited for her partner to get back, she poked around the old basement a bit more, looking for any more signs of the strange things that Mrs. Stenson had told them about.

Behind her on the floor, the droplet from earlier slithered back out. It stayed out of her line of sight for now as it considered the best plan of attack. It wanted to be stealthy for now, not totally giving itself away. But what could it do now...

Before a proper plan could form, the other woman suddenly hurried back down the steps, still wearing the ripped pants with her change of clothes draped over her arm.

"There's been another incident in town, I just got the alert." The woman said to the other.

"Alright, we should head there now." The lighter haired woman replied.

Thinking quickly, the droplet suddenly rushed over to the woman's briefcase that had been left on the floor. Still managing to stay out of sight, it hopped up onto the handle and squirmed its way inside to hide amongst the contents of the case. Its plan would have to wait for now.

"I'm going to go change real quick, then I'll meet you at the car." The woman with the ripped pants said as they both ascended the steps.

Sensing an opportunity, the other droplet that had been hiding on the overhead pipes followed after them.

Brianna stepped aside into the living room to change as Julie went outside. A tiny green droplet slithered atop the ceiling above her, following closely. As she entered the living room, she dropped her pencil skirt on the couch, and made to sit down to untie her shoes. Seeing it's chance, the droplet dropped down behind her onto the sofa cushions moments before she sat down. Positioning itself perfectly, the dark haired agent sat down right on top of the small green slime. The rip in her pants had yawned open as she bent down, giving the goo easy access to her red lace panties beneath.

As she shifted about on the couch to untie her shoes, the droplet took its chance to begin merging unnoticed into the lacy fibers of the woman's lingerie. Kicking off her flats, Brianna stood up and undid her belt and fly before dropping her pants down to her ankles. Sensing a faint static tingling around her rear, she absent mindedly brushed at her backside as the last vestiges of the ooze disappeared into her panties.

She quickly pulled the skirt up over her hips and zipped up the backside, unaware of the foreign entity now possessing her sensitive garment. The ooze still wanted to maintain discretion for the moment, but as the woman bent over to re-lace her shoes, it could not resist a little fun.

"Oh!" She shot up, grabbing her ass and looking behind her.

She could have sworn she felt something goose her. She glanced around the room for a sign of anything out of place, but saw nothing to suggest anything strange. Shrugging it off as her skirt needing adjusting, she grabbed her ripped pants and left the house to join her partner back in the car.