Corporate Espionage

Later that night, Julie and Brie were off elsewhere in the estate attending a conference. The Flubber had eventually relented on Julie, and it now resided in its tank, burbling happily with the lid unlatched. It perked to attention however when the door handle suddenly rattled. The goo sent one of the small droplets it had roaming about the room to slip beneath the door and investigate.

When the small droplet peered upwards from beneath the door, it saw a rather attractive woman with dirty blonde hair dressed in tight black pants and a white shirt fiddling with the lock as she tried to gain entrance to the room. Apparently word had slipped that the two women were working on something interesting, and this woman wanted to find out exactly what. Excited with the new visitor, the small droplet slipped back into the room and flew up to the lock, quickly opening it for the girl.

Mckenna was surprised when the lock suddenly clicked open. This was going to be easier than she thought! She quickly slipped into the room and quietly shut the door behind her. She knew Julie and Brie would be indisposed for at least another hour, giving her plenty of time to snoop and hopefully take some samples.

As she scanned the room, her eyes quickly fell on the silver container sitting on the dresser.

"Jackpot!" she whispered.

Small droplets of slime watched her with curiosity from the shadows as she quickly strode over to the canister, her dark heels clicking against the thin carpet. Grasping the lid, she quickly flipped it open and looked inside. Peering in the top, she could just make out some sort of green goo swirling around at the bottom beneath a haze of mist. So, it was some kind of slime substance like she'd heard. As she watched t move, she noted that the simple sentience she'd heard hints of was also probably true. As she watched it ooze about, she understood why she'd heard it called Flubber, as it really did look like that stuff from that old movie.

"Come on little guy, I'm not gonna hurt you." she cooed as she reached into the tank. Grasping the slime, she pulled it out and held it in front of her where it gurgled happily in her palm. "Alright, let's see if what I heard is true."

She tipped her hand and dropped the slime to the ground. Immediately it bounced up past her head before bouncing again even higher. "Ha!" she laughed triumphantly as she caught it. If she could figure out how this stuff worked...

Her head swiveled to the door as she heard footsteps approaching. She quickly dropped the slime onto the counter and stepped away, looking for a place to hide or escape. There wasn't supposed to be anyone even up here now! If she was caught in this room it would mean big trouble. She could lose her job, or worse. Her eyes glanced to the window before she remembered she was three stories off the ground. She heard a knock on the door of the room next her, and a voice declare "House keeping!"

Mckenna let out the breath she was holding in relief, before it caught again. She couldn't let anyone know she'd been in this room, even the maids. If word got out...

Her gaze shifted to the window again, before her eyes went wide as she looked down at her waist at the feeling of movement. Six little droplets of the green slime had already undone her belt and were now rapidly undoing the button fly of her tight black pants while several more slipped into her heels below. In shock, she barely even began to move her hands to stop them before her pants were yanked down to her ankles as the goo began to merge with her shoes.

"Whoop!" she squeaked as her feet were pulled out from under her while her pants and shoes flew off her legs. She landed ass first on two waiting droplets, springing her back into the air. She flew backwards in an arc, landing with a crash on the bed. Still in a surprised daze, she pulled herself up to a seated position and froze at what she saw.

Standing before the edge of the bed, her pants stood above her shoes, as if an invisible copy of herself occupied the fabric. "That's...that's...holy shi-" but before she could finish, her head swiveled to the window as two more droplets slid it open.

Looking back to her pants and shoes, her eyes widened as they turned and sprinted towards the open window. Pulling herself together, she leaped out of the bed and chased after them. The pants hurdled through the opening and fell out of sight as she approached the sliding glass. She poked her head out and could just make out her falling clothes in the moonlit night. When they hit the ground, they sprung back into the air and arced out over the grounds of the estate, as if the ground was some sort of super trampoline. She watched her shoes and pants leap and bounce off into the night, before they disappeared amongst the rolling hills and forests of the surrounding countryside.

Her mouth agape in shock, she turned slowly as she heard a happy gurgle behind her. Seated on the bed, the blob she held earlier hoped up and down excitedly as more tiny droplets bounced around the room. "You...I...I...they just..." Mckenna stuttered as she tried to process what just happened. This stuff was way beyond what she expected.

She shook herself out of her stupor as she heard a vacuum start up next door. That would mean the cleaning service was probably finishing up. Mckenna began to panic. Not only could she not be seen, now she was half naked to boot! That would definitely bring attention to her. She looked around desperately for a way to sneak out. Her eyes glanced to the window and she suddenly had a bad idea.

Turning back to the blob, she approached it slowly. "Please...help me out of here. Just let me...I don't know, this is sort of your fault!" she pleaded, and realized how crazy she must look talking to this blob.

The goo, however improbable, seemed to understand and consider her, quirking to the side as if thinking. It then cooed contently, and a dozen droplets suddenly flew towards her. She took a step back as they swarmed around her in a cloud, jumping with a tiny yelp as a few darted down the back of her scarlet panties. Mckena then realized she was in way over her head, squirming as the slippery droplets slipped between her legs and merged with the fabric of her underwear. A few more flew into the top of her black ankle socks, and she wiggled her toes as they slipped down between them to possess the fabric.

It was all over in a few moments, and Mckenna stood still as her panties and socks settled. "Okay...Now let's just...take it slow and-ooh!" she gasped as her panties wedged up her backside. "Nnngaa-no no no, not now!" she gasped as something buzzed against her clit. The feeling relented and she sighed as something tickled the soles of her feet.

On the bed, the blob hopped to the ground before bouncing over to the window sill where it landed with a plop. Her head swiveled from it to the door as it suddenly creaked open several inches. She froze, expecting the cleaning people to walk in and find her, only for her eyebrows to rise even further than they already had as a wooden broom suddenly flew in through the crack. She thought she saw several droplets darting about the beige thistles as it stopped in front of the window, bobbing slowly up and down as if waiting for her mount.

"You're kidding me!" she exclaimed exasperatedly to the blob on the window, but it just burbled in its squeaky tone.

Next door, the vacuum shut off as the cleaning must be wrapping up. Looking at the door still sitting ajar, she looked back to the waiting broom and muttered, "Oh...fuck." before stepping towards it.

Her panties clutched her ass excitedly as she stopped in front of the wooden handle. This was absolutely crazy. Hearing the door of the next room open, she swung herself onto the floating pole and settled on the broom. It sunk slightly beneath her weight when she lifted her feet up behind her, gripping the pole tightly with her thighs and hands as she leaned forward. She felt firm hands grasp her ass, her panties holding her steady while her socks did the same below. Hovering back up, she floated in front of the window looking down at the blob.

"This...this is..." but she couldn't form the words as the suddenness and impossibility of the situation was still overwhelming her.

In the hallway behind her, she heard someone questioning how their broom disappeared from their cleaning cart. Suddenly seeing a stark image of someone walking in to find her floating like this, she pleaded with the blob. "C'mon, please!"

She stifled a gasp as one last droplet jumped down the back of her underwear. It slid right down her crack, slipping over her asshole, down between her legs, before rising up her front to settle in her folds, wrapping around and settling over her clit.

"Oh my god, you little-whoa!" Mckenna gasped as she suddenly rocketed out of the window into the night sky, grasping the broom for dear life.

Out in the hallway, an older woman looked around her cart in confusion. She could've sworn she'd brought her broom with her to start her rounds. As she searched, she heard a door click shut behind her. Turning to look, the room next to the one she'd just finished sat closed with a 'DO NOT DISTURB' hanger draped across the handle. Thinking she heard a woman gasp inside earlier, she muttered to herself, "I hope she's having a good time."