It was mistaken for detergent

The container jumped to and fro, bounding into the adjacent laundry room which served as the entryway for the bathroom. With a finally flip, it landed on top of the washer/dryer with a 'clang', knocking over the jug of detergent behind the machine. As the shower was too loud, Brie didn't hear anything out of the ordinary. Meanwhile, John and Suzy entered the kitchen.

"Come on, Suzy, can't I help you with the soldering?!" John pleaded, walking behind, waving his hands around "I don't think you understand how much this means to me!"

Suzy smugly grinned to herself. Hook, line, and sinker. "Well, you could help I suppose. And I suppose I could use some help. But wouldn't you suppose that I'm supposed to get a little more for giving you the house for the night?"

John paused in place, silently opening his mouth in realization. "Ah... I see. So what are we talking here?"

"What do you think I'm talking about?"

"SUZY-!"

"Guess~"

"Oh, I dunno, that new phone you've been talking to Mom about?"

"Well, no-" Suzy's eyebrows shot up, as a shot of gleeful energy flowed over her usually stoic face. That was even more than what she was hoping he would say. "Actually, yes."

John frowned. "Ah man, isn't that like $400?"

"Actually, it's only $149.99 with monthly payments."

"Yes, but isn't that..." Suzy stared at him unfazed "...fine" he groaned, drooping a bit.

His sister slightly smiled "Neat. The phone store closes soon, so get ready to go in about an hour." she said, grabbing the water bottle on the counter, filling it up, and taking it up back up to her room.

"Hey! That's mine... whatever." John said, taking a deep sigh. "Guess Anne's new necklace will have to wait" He flatly commented, searching the cabinets for another clean water bottle, filling one up, and going to his room to nap.

Suzy stood in her room, nude, with a clothes-basket by her side, filled with unwashed underwear. Bringing the contents up to her face, she intensely eyed them over for an imperfections, before giving them a investigatory sniff.

"No... no... no... Fuck! Eww, no!" she gasped, holding her nose. Looks like I'll have to do laundry. While Suzy often ignored personal hygiene in private, she was meticulous about public appearances, and spraying Febreeze on her used clothing wasn't going to cover up a stench this ripe.

At the same time, Brie was finishing getting ready and walked briskly to the door, phone in hand. "Yes Julie, I know it's a three hour drive, but I won't have it in our house for another minute! It's not up for debate!" she said, ending the call. Walking past the counter, she saw the purse was still in its place, and quickly checked that everything was in order. She was about to check the purse too, but remembering the spontaneity of Flubber, she quickly snapped it shut. Listening up the stairs, it still didn't seem the kids had come back home, thank goodness.

Just as she closed the front door, Suzy went came down the stairs, a matching pair of black bra and panties in hand. While she normally would have washed the whole load of underwear, the fastest setting on the washer/dryer could only reliably handle one or two pairs of clothing, and she didn't have the time for anything else. Reaching the laundry room, she opened the top of the washer/dryer, and threw in the pair of underwear. She became quickly annoyed, however, when she was unable to find the detergent. Looking around for an alternative, her eyes settled on the container. Whatever it is, it should do the trick. Opening the bottle, she shook out its contents into the detergent slot, hardly paying attention when the green goo bounded into the hole. Before it could react, Suzy closed the slot and turned on the wash/dry cycle, and went back upstairs to take a shower.

Flubber bounded into the central chamber of the machine, nearly bringing the machine off the ground, before it's highly soluble form was broken up by the water gushing inside. Dissolving into the water, it was **** into the bra and panties, staining them dark green in the process. Once the water receded, Flubber tried desperately to squeeze out, only to be heat-pressed into the fabric by the drying cycle.

Suzy was busy drying off when she heard the machine beep, alerting her that the cycle had finished. Bounding downstairs in only her towel, she blindly grabbed the garments inside the machine, before heading back into her room and taking off the towel. Placing them on her bed, she noticed that they were a dark green, but she could hardly recall whether they were a different color before the wash. Not that she really cared. Putting on her bra, she noticed that it seemed to fit exceptionally well, but its freshly-heated form seemed to send shivers down her spine, her nipples poking up slightly in response. Likewise, her panties filled her bottom almost unnaturally, exposing the crevasse between her asscheeks and her cameltoe, her clit being just barely visible.

As she stood in front of the mirror, deciding what to wear, Flubber was frustrated. It could hardly move in this form, but yet it was so tantalizingly close to a female in need of pleasuring. Furthermore, Flubber was split between the bra and the panties, limiting its power in each. As it desperately tried to move itself, however, it managed to move something else entirely. Suzy's entire body stood shot straight up like lightning, her ass and tits jiggling with the jolt. Flubber quickly realized what had occurred, and began to experiment.

"What the hell was that..." Suzy asked herself, before shrugging it off and picking up t-shirt. As she tried to put it on, her body suddenly threw it off to the side. She picked it back up, only for her to throw it even farther away. Confused, Suzy tried the same with her jeans, but found that her legs wouldn't even lift to put them on. It was at that point that her mind returned to her underwear, realizing that she did not, in fact, own a pair of dark green underwear. She went to take off her bra, but was confounded as her hands went instead to fondle her tits sensually. She then tried her panties, but only managed to grab her ass and rub her slit. Before she knew it, she was masturbating in her underwear. Suzy was more worried than aroused, however, and with great effort, she was able to pull her hands off her body.

The victory was short lived, as her legs suddenly kicked into motion, and she left the room, heading down the stairs. Deciding to investigate this "home," Flubber used Suzy's body to explore the house. While Flubber didn't have any control of her head, nor complete control of her lower body, it was able to move her around unless she wholeheartedly rejected it with every fiber of her will. Being a tactile learner, Flubber was was quick to rub Suzy's bra and panties over various objects, from the television, to the faucet, to the hairdryer, to the doorknob. This unintentionally, uncontrollably (yet for Flubber, not undesirably) stimulated Suzy in the process.

Suzy had quickly went from being confused to being outright pissed, fuming with a deep-red blush as Flubber finished the examination of the first floor. As it used her cameltoe to intimately examine the long end of plastic spoon, she managed to throw it aside with a grunt, only to be **** onward. As she was **** back upstairs, sweat rolling down her curves, she muttered various threats to her clothes, all to no effect. "I swear, the moment I get back control..." she muttered, staring down at her rebellious attachments, as she was **** to open the door to her brother's room. Suzy immediately shut her mouth, only breathing a sigh of relief when she heard John snoring.

Flubber had her explore his room, rubbing herself and her juices across his various possessions. Just as she was finished groping herself with his baseball glove and rubbing her ass along his bat, all while wearing his signed baseball hat, Flubber had her body suddenly turn it's intention to John himself. Suzy gulped. Pulling his covers off, Flubber was surprised to find that this figure was not a female. It only had a nominal understanding of males, so was perplexed by the... anatomical differences, particularly the semi-erect appendage between the legs. Suzy's legs stretched over John, her ass facing towards his face as her crotch rubbed up his chest. Simultaneously, her breasts landed on top of John's cock, rubbing it vigorously, before it stiffened and poked up through her cleavage. "For fuck's sake..." she frowned, scrunching her nose and craning her neck away as the musky smell of his dick wafted into her nose. As much as she enjoyed dick, the fact that it was attached to her dorky brother was really killing her libido.

"Hmmm" said a voice from behind her. "Shit!" Suzy whispered, as...