The Single Door

Rushing through the door, Kristen slammed it shut behind me. We didn't hang around to see if the dolls would rush in behind us.

We were in a long hallway, stretching to the right of the door we came through. With nothing particularly noteworthy along the hall, we rushed down to the door on the other end, bursting through it and slamming it shut as well. Glancing around the room, I saw a toolcart. I slid it across in front of the door and locked the brakes on, hoping the weight would hold it closed.

It appeared we were in some kind of maintenance room, tools scattered around as well as brooms, buckets and brushes. Bare pipes were exposed along the walls and roof, with what looked like a massive boiler in the corner, an occasional bead of black fluid dripping from the bottom of it, pooling near a red metal door

Kristen was standing by a dirty metal sink, a mirror covered in oily fingerprints hanging just above it.

She held out a hand towards me ''Here, give me that bar of soap''

I handed over the soap and she held it under the faucet. ''I'll soften it up in some water'' The moment she opened the tap, a torrent of black fluid spewed forth, splashing out at the edges of the sink and making Kristen jump back.

I reached forwards and slammed the tap shut, staring at Kristen as she held her hands up ''Sorry, I didn't expect that''

I wanted to shout at her, but the glossy gag was still in my mouth, meaning all I could do was point angrily at the fluid dripping from the boiler and some of the pipework.

''Got it, don't trust the water... The... uhh... the soap is still'' She pointed meekly toward the sink.

''Wait, don't!'' She said as I stepped over to the sink, which now had a layer of shining black goo at the bottom. In frustration, I leaned on the sink and looked in the mirror.

The eyes that stared back at me were completely black, with no discernable iris. My jaw covered in a shiny black coating that wrapped around my face, covering my nose and mouth, wrapping around my neck as well. Looking down, my hands had glossy black nails and the glossy black stuff covering my legs had reached up to my waist, an opening left in the crotch which made my pussy look even more obscenely inflated.

I reached behind my head, frantically trying to find a seam on the material around my neck, or some way to pull it off. Feeling around the edges, it seemed to be fused to my skin. The stuff stuck around my hips was similarly seamless

I was starting to try and pull it away from my skin anywhere I could get a grip, heartbeat speeding up as I failed to achieve anything.

''Hey, stop. Calm down. I don't think it's going to come off'' Kristen held her hand gently over mine as it reached the side of my neck ''But I don't think you should reach in after that, you're already, well, a bit too... covered''

''Don't worry, we'll find something in here to fish it out'' She said, starting to search around the room