Compromised

"And then the police showed up?" Julia asked, furiously taking notes as the two women finished their story.

"Uh, yeah. I had to throw some new pants on before we could talk." Veronica blushed again, as she had been doing throughout her entire retelling.

"What happened to the plug, Ms. Haley?" Julia looked over to the other woman who was leaning against the counter next to the register that had been dented by the flying stall door.

"The what? Oh yes, well, it sort of...um... Well I managed to get it out when Veronica went to change, but it sort of...well I don't think it was an actual butt plug." Julia looked at the woman and encouraged her to continue. "Well it sort of like deformed and jumped out of my hand. I lost track of pretty much right after that."

Off to the side of the other women, Brianna was observing the rest of the department store. "I'm gonna go check out the changing room." She spoke over her shoulder to her partner as she walked off across the store.

Brianna did want to see if there was anything off in there, but she mainly needed to adjust her underwear. Ever since she had changed at the Stenson house, her panties had almost seemed to develop a mind of their own. No matter how she shifted and tugged, they kept seeming to wedge themselves up between her cheeks and slip up into her snatch. As she had listened to the two women's story up at the front it had only gotten worse.

She entered the changing room and peered around. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, other than the missing the door. The room was thankfully facing away from the front, so no one could see her fix her underwear. Reaching down, she grabbed the hem of her pencil skirt and hiked up around her waist.

"What the hell?" She grumbled, seeing her red lingerie displaying an obvious camel toe, while the backside had nearly disappeared between her ample cheeks.

Briana tugged the misbehaving garment out of her folds and adjusted it appropriately with a quiet huff. Satisfied with her work she grabbed her skirt and made to pull it back down her thighs when she froze. There was no mistaking the feeling this time. Her panties where definitely moving on their own. Looking down behind her, she could just make out the red lace fabric slowly moving as she felt her panties begin to wedge themselves back into her ass.

She grasped the fabric to pull it out again, but this time it was not so compliant. She gripped the back of her underwear firmly, but no matter how hard she pulled, it seemed to pull back with almost greater ****. The fabric suddenly slipped from her hands, and she actually stumbled forwards from the thrusting **** of her panties wedging themselves back up her back side. She looked down at her crotch as she felt more movement, and she could see the outline of her pussy become ever more apparent as the red lace insinuated itself into her cunt.

The events of the day flashed through her head as it quickly dawned on Briana what was happening. She thought back to the Stenson house, her ripping pants and the feeling of something goosing her. She must have somehow picked up a slimy hitchhiker when she had changed, and now it had taken control of her panties! It seemed that whatever was possessing her underwear had realized the jig was up as well. Her panties hugged her hips possessively, and she felt a hum trace down the gusset, tickling her snatch the whole way down.

Briana looked about furtively. The situation was getting out of hand quick, but she still needed to limit any more potential public exposure to this substance. Spreading her legs slightly, she looked down at her crotch and held up a stern finger.

"Behave." She scolded sternly.

The agent seriously doubted that would accomplish much. As if to confirm this thought, her panties began to suddenly hum at a sinfully high frequency and pull themselves upwards. Briana's eyes widened as the **** actually lifted her up a few feet off the ground, her body rising up into the air, before the humming slowly began to fade and she floated back down. Once her heels touched back onto the tiles, the humming **** relented, but her underwear did not release its grip on her. Grabbing the hem of her skirt, she quickly tugged it back down to her thighs and exited the changing room.

"Alright, I think that's about all we need from you. Like I said, you have my number if you see any else strange." Briana heard Julie finishing up her interview as she approached.

"Thanks. So this was really all just some sort of hallucination? From a chemical spill?" The younger girl, Veronica, asked.

Before Julia could answered, Briana grabbed her arm and leaned in to whisper in the other agent's ear. "I've been compromised. We have to leave now!"

Julia turned to look at her partner as worry flashed across her face, but she quickly recovered and replaced the calm demeanor she was displaying before. Julia turned to the other women and smiled. "Thank you both, we'll be in contact soon. We're needed elsewhere now, or I'd ask you some more questions."

Briana merely nodded, and the two agents quickly strode out the sliding doors into the parking lot. As they made their way across the asphalt to their sedan, one of the officers they had sent outside called out to them. "I'll take care of them, go get in the car." Julia muttered as she turned back to the approaching cop.

Briana did not need any further incentive, as her panties were beginning to get excited, rippling around her waist and between her legs. She reached out to grab the passenger side door, but stumbled past it as her hips thrust themselves forwards after a sudden jerk from her possessed underwear. She managed to grab the rear door and fling it open, throwing herself into the back seat and pulling the door shut behind her.

As soon as the door shut, Briana let out a soft gasp as some type of static wave rippled down the crotch of her panties, massaging and tickling her pussy all at once as some sort of energy seemed to flow into her from her flower. Her legs spread slightly, hiking her skirt further up her thighs as she reached out a hand to brace herself against the headrest to her left. The agent's eyes fluttered shut momentarily beneath the sensation before opening to see her partner through the windshield finish up her conversation with the officer and turn back towards the car.

"Holy shit..." Briana whispered as she watched Julia approach, her slime infused panties gripping her ass in some sort of facsimile of invisible hands.

The other agent quickly jumped into the driver seat and started the sedan, before turning back to Briana. "I told them we cleared everything up, but to keep the store closed for the day." Her eyes shifted down to her partner's waist as Briana's thighs spread open further so that Julia could see the red lace crotch of the Agent's underwear clearly moving against and massaging her pussy.

"Oh boy..." Julia muttered.

"Julia..." Briana's voice was beginning to become slightly breathless. "Get us back to the motel, now!"

The blonde haired woman nodded and turned forwards, throwing the car in gear and speeding out of the parking lot. In the backseat, Briana's head lolled back slightly as she let out an involuntary low moan. It seemed like the two of them were about to see first hand what this ooze could do.

Shortly after the two agents had abruptly left, Haley left Veronica back in the store and exited to her car. It looked like the cops had already left too, so she walked around the building to her parked car alone. As she stood next to the driver side door fiddling with her keys, a voice suddenly asked: "That was pretty amazing, huh?"

Startled, Haley dropped her keys as she jumped at the voice. She quickly turned around to see a dark haired woman leaning against the building with her arms crossed and a slight smirk on her lips. Where had she just come from? Haley could have sworn there was no one there a moment ago. "It was...I mean...I'm sorry I don't know what you're talking about." Haley eyed the woman up and down, taking in her firm figure accented by her black pants and loose blue blouse.

The woman pushed away from the wall and took three slow steps towards her. "Of course not." The woman smiled as she stopped a few paces away. "You wouldn't know anything about that green stuff. That stuff that can make you..." The woman bit her lip and ran a hand slowly down over the front of her pants. "Mmmm. That stuff that can make you do amazing things."

With her other hand, the dark haired woman reached out and flicked her fingers towards the ground. As if yanked up by an invisible hand, Haley's car keys suddenly leaped up from the pavement and into the woman's outstretched palm.

Haley looked up at the woman in surprise. "Wha... How did you do that?"

"I bet you can guess." The woman seemed to shutter slightly, closing her eyes for a moment. When she opened them again, a look of hazy lust lay beneath her lashes as she eyed Haley intently.

Haley gasped, her hand suddenly clamping down between her legs at the surprising feeling. "Oh...Oh my god...Is this-mmm-is this you?" She asked breathlessly.

A familiar feeling of ticklish tendrils of energy had suddenly began to flow out across her pussy, snaking down between her legs and wrapping around her hips. The woman did not answer, and continued to stare at her with that lustful gaze as Haley began to breath harder. Haley's dress started to slide up her legs, and while her hands kept her modesty in the front, the back quickly flipped up over her ass to expose her backside to any who happened to pass by.

"This...this is..." Haley stammered, before stumbling forwards with a gasp as the feeling suddenly relented. Her dress quickly fell back down to her knees as she stared at the seemingly magical woman. The feeling had vanished when the dark haired stranger closed her eyes and leaned back against the wall of the store with a relieved hum. Haley stared at the woman as she to seemed to try to be regaining her composure. "This is that green slime stuff, isn't it?"

The dark haired woman bit her lip and smiled, staring back at Haley with a devilish look. "Mmm, so you can guess."

Haley realized that she was staring at the woman practically slack jawed. She quickly glanced around the parking lot to confirm that they were still alone. Seeing no one, she stepped towards the woman excitedly. "I knew that wasn't just some hallucination!"

The woman laughed. "I hope it's not." She bit her lip and eyed Haley up and down. "Want to see more?"

Haley thought about it for a moment. She thought about the strange blob and how it had made her come harder than she had in probably years. She thought about how it had worked it's power through her to make that perky young clerk orgasm beneath her fingers.

Haley only needed a moment to think about it.