New Discoveries

Gina wandered the halls still pantsless. She didn't want to exit this wing the same way she'd entered for fear of being seen, so she searched for another exit. She found a side stairwell that took her down several flights of steps to a lower level where she hoped to find a way out. This hallway was nearly identical to the one she'd left, minus any windows. She figured this to be beneath the ground, but from what she'd seen from the stairs, there were still several more floors beneath her. How big was this place?

She had traversed this level for a few minutes when movement in her peripheral caught her eye. Her heart jumped as she twisted to face it and tried to use her hands to cover her exposed bottom. Her eyes darted about the seemingly empty hallway, before they landed on the same fog from earlier flowing beneath a door into one of the many side rooms.

She let out a small breath and removed her hands as she watched the smoke disappear beneath the door. She glanced down the hallway, but still saw no sign of an exit. Coming to a decision, she walked up to the door to follow the strange mist. She was supposed to figure out what this place was anyways, and besides, maybe she'd find a way out.

She slowly opened the door and peered inside. This room was similar to the other she'd seen, but the layout and equipment were all different. In the center of the room stood a large clear cylinder full of some sort of bubbling blue substance, with tubes and wires leading off to various other work stations. As Brie watched, the mist slowly slithered around the tube, and the slime nearest to the entity behind the glass glowed with an unnatural light and emitted a low humming sound.

Gina eyed the mist as she entered, but ignored it for now. She walked to the nearest workstation where a futuristic looking spigot, some petri dishes and a blinking display and command console sat. She walked up to the device and touched the 'begin' key on the screen. It lit up to display several files and commands. She touched the file labeled "Overview" and began to read through it.

Apparently it was some sort of ectoplasm like substance someone was attempting create a sort of power source out of. She couldn't quite understand the technical details, or where it came from for that matter, but it seemed completely safe. Something about foreign willpower and exotic activators seemed to be the hold up on completion of the experiment.

Curiously, she placed a small petri dish beneath the dispenser and activated it. A large dollop of the blue goo plopped and settled into the clear container. Picking it up, she eyed it curiously. She set it down and poked it once quickly, with no reaction. As she examined it, she suddenly realized the humming noise had stopped.

Looking back at the main container, the mist was gone and the glowing had stopped. She saw movement and turned to see the fog slithering op the leg of the station she stood at. She took a step back and watched as it flowed up and toward the dish. It flowed into the dish and seemed to merge with the goo. It burbled and sloshed around, lighting up and glowing with that same light in the process. After a moment, it settled and stopped, although remained glowing.

The mist then slowly seeped out of the dish and flowed across and over the edge of the table. It coalesced in a pool on the ground before flowing over then into a grate in the floor, disappearing from sight. As she watched, it seemed as if there was somehow less of the fog, but what was left seemed almost of a different texture.

The glowing goo on the table caught her attention again, and she cautiously approached it. She stood over it and observed the changes, watching it slowly slosh and swirl in the dish. Curious, she slowly reached out and lightly touched it with her finger before yanking it back. The slime didn't seem to particularly react. So she tried again, this time slowly dipping her index finger into the substance.

It hummed lightly against her touch before s small tendril slowly extruded and began to swirl up her finger. She pulled her hand back once again and eyed the substance. "Interesting..." she muttered to herself, not sure what this all meant.

The goo suddenly stirred and flipped up out of the dish rising up and seemingly peering at her from the table. Gina took a step back in surprise. "Whoa. Is... is that stuff alive?" She pondered to herself aloud.

The goo suddenly began to hum and grow slightly brighter. "What is it- ah!" Gina gasped, as all at once the buttons of her white blouse came undone, and her shirt was thrown open by some unseen ****, exposing her matching black bra to the slime.

Gina quickly grabbed her shirt and pulled it closed to hide her exposed chest. Gina looked back to the goo with wide eyes. "Did you do that?" She asked, the surprise audible in her voice.

The slime was already humming again, and Gina suddenly felt some sort of invisible **** grasp her wrists and pull her arms above her head, holding them in place. "What!? This is impossible! This is...this is... oh holy..." she moaned, looking down between her legs.

The crotch of her panties seemed to have developed a mind of its own and was beginning to slowly swirl and stroke her pussy. "Mmm, oh fuck, what is happening!" She groaned as the blue glowing goo continued to hum on the table in front of her.

The fabric began to slowly swirl around her clit and she could feel her knees begin to weaken slightly. All at once, the forces vanished, and she stumbled forwards, grasping the table for support. She looked up to find herself suddenly face to face with the strange goo. It burbled contently to itself as she slowly pulled away. "This is...I think...This is to weird for me." She mumbled to no one in particular, and she quickly turned and began to head for the exit.

"Hey!" she grunted as an invisible **** gripped her left hand and she found herself dragged back across the room to stand in front of the goo.

The slime sat there gurgling happily to itself as Gina tried to process what was happening. Clearly when that mist merged with this slime something had changed, but she didn't even know what the mist was in the first place! Whatever it was before, it now seemed to be some sort of horny telekinetic blob. The slime hummed slightly and Gina felt a hand goose her ass. Gina gulped. A horny telekinetic blob that was interested in her.