Smuggling Flubber out of the Lab

After brainstorming for a few minutes, Brie and Julie had come up with a plan.

"...So it looks like one of us should take Flubbie back home with us and keep him for the night, and since tomorrow's Saturday we can both meet up and make a proper, sealed test chamber for him to play around in, right?" said Julie, just managing to put her tattered panties back on.

"To study the Flubber, Julie, not play." Brie corrected her, reaching for the container "But yes, that's the gist of it. So we'll take it to your place."

"Why not yours? You have the home lab in your attic. We'll need it anyway."

"And I also have a family of four. Are you going to tell me that... that thing won't suddenly just up and run wild around the house?" Brie

"Well, I've got a family too! I dunno, have you tried asking it?" Julie asked

"Your "family" is a cat and an air fern, and...Asking it... are you sure you're OK after that little flight of yours?" Brie snapped back

"Hey! It seems somewhat sentient. And hell, it pretty clearly isn't hurting us. Much the opposite, don't you-"

"Okay fine!" Brie replied, taking the container to the closed drawer. Ask it, she says. Christ.

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Flubber, eavesdropping all the while, quickly pondered its options. It couldn't understand the talk completely, but it seemed like these females were fighting over who would take it... "home"? Whatever that was, it sure sounded better than here. It did a little dance in the dim drawer, thrilled at its newfound popularity. But suddenly it stopped, as it heard a word it had quickly learned: "container." The blob had yet to experience the full breadth of emotions, but it had one firmly in its blubber: boredom. How it hated being locked up without a female to pleasure!

After pacing around the drawer for a moment, it suddenly turned into a light bulb! It figured out a way to both be in the container and not be trapped! That should satisfy the females! Flubber, who didn't understand that deceit was bad, again celebrated with a little dance.

Suddenly, he felt the drawer open, and he was greeted the visage of Brie. "Say Flubbie - I mean, er, Flubber - can you understand me at the moment?" Flubber in fact could, and nodded at a supersonic speed before coming to a sudden stop.

"So, do you know what this is?" She said, pointing, to the container. Flubber nodded again.

"So, would you mind-" she began to say as she opened the container, when Flubber suddenly bounded into the barely-open container, closing it on its own, but without the familiar 'click'. Brie was about to check the seal, but Flubber bounded roughly inside the container, seemingly confirming its seal.

"Well, I guess that's a yes." Brie replied, with a quizzical smirk. "See?" said Julie "Sometimes it pays to listen to a fellow scientist, hmm?"

"Yeah, yeah. You win this one, but I better see you at my place, tomorrow morning, at 8AM sharp. Got it?"

"Whatever you say, boss." Both scientists parted ways and left the office, both failing to notice that one security camera in the lab had somehow survived the whole affair unscathed, recording their entire plan.

Much to Brie's surprise, she made it out of the lab without a hitch. Security was tighter at the entrance, but no one present even bothered to search her purse, and even if they did, the container could easily pass as a thermos or a large water bottle. Leaving the building and getting into her car, she began her trip home, placing her purse under the passenger's seat. Starting her car, she headed back home on the interstate.

She was halfway home when Flubber's non-existent patience overwhelmed its sense of safety, and could nothing but jolt as she heard the top of the container pop open. "No-no-no, not now Flubber!" she pleaded, as the green blur bounce around like a pinball inside the cramped vehicle. With each bounce, it became faster and faster, before shooting itself into one of the air vents with a 'thud'. For a moment, all was calm, but then the dashboard screen suddenly turned green, and every single gadget in the car seemed to come alive. Brie's seatbelt went from being gently taut on to chest to fondling her sizeable airbags. The motors in her seat made a queer sound, before a phallus seemed to spring right along her crotch with a 'broing'. Finally, they both began to vibrate intensely, bringing Brie to a shudder.

"Flubber, Please!" her voice vibrating in tune as she desperately tried to steady herself "You're going to get us in a wreck! I need to drive!" Flubber took heed, and stretched itself into the mechanics, trying to get direct control over the car so Brie could focus on more important matters. However, since Flubber had little knowledge regarding mechanical matters, it wound up following the distributor and getting pulled into the combustion chamber. As Flubber tried desperately to bounce out, it inadvertently gave the engine an immense amount of energy, sending the car, with Brie still at the wheel, going over double the speed limit down the busy road. "FLUUUUUUU-"

Flubber was finally pulled out through the exhaust, and the car began to slow down. Everything returned to normal, bar the woody which was embedded in her seat. Just as she wrested back control of the car, she saw red-and-blue lights flashing behind her. Fucking figures

Out of the cop car came a blonde female officer in sunglasses, who even through her winter coat and gloves held an impressive bust and booty.

"Now Ma'am, how fast do you think you were going?" the officer inquired. "A-about 150" replied frazzled driver.

"Huh... that's actually right on the mark. Have you ever received a ticket before?" "N-no, but I no doubt just earned one."

"Well, usually that'd be more than just a ticket, seeing how fast you were going, but I'll go check and see if its really the first. You know, maybe my speedometer misread." the officer said, giving her a wink. And a sexy little something like you might've thrown it off, thought the officer. "Y-yeah, could be."

As the officer ran Brie's records in her car, Flubber was just finishing filtering through the catalytic converter of Brie's car. Confirming her records, the officer wrote the ticket and began to walk back. At the same moment, Flubber burst out of the tail exhaust of Brie's car, bouncing off the pavement and straight up the officer's left pant leg, through her coat, down her arm, and snugly in between the layers of her left glove. The officer only felt the slight breeze, looking at her pant leg, before walking on.

"So, here you are." the officer said, handing her the ticket through the window "Turns out it was only 135mph, on second check." The officer began to cover her spiel about court procedures, but Brie could only pay attention to the officer's face-level crotch, or rather, that the officer's hand was rubbing it with abandon. It was only at the end of the speech, when the officer happened to look down, and immediately shot her hand back up. "Uh, so yeah, if you don't have any questions, you are free to-"

Before the officer could finish, her hand reached open and pulled open Brier's door, grabbed Brier, and threw her arm around Brie's shoulder, grabbing an ample amount of her tit in the process. "Oh shit!" she tried to pull her hand away, but it was as if the glove and the tit were bonded together, and she only succeeded in getting Brie closer to her, flustering both of them as their pants and warm breaths intermingled. This continued on for a minute, winding themselves around the car, before the officer realized that only their heads were visible to passing traffic. Her thinly veiled perversion boiled over.

"Wait, officer, it's not you, it's this thing called Flubber. I think I know-" The officer covered Brie's mouth with her free hand.

"What're you talking about? I thought you had some questions you need answered." She said, her other hand finding Brie's nipple and giving it a twist. "Now, you're in luck. I just happened to memorize each and every clause" - she grabbed one asscheek - "and subclause" - grabbing the other - "on these here tickets, so let's just take our time going through them one. by. one."

Brie struggled "How about we don't and say we did?!" "But then you'll miss out on all the fun" she said, "like this fine print" as she brought her middle finger through Brie's thighs and began massaging the slit through her pants. __

Wait the blob in her glove thought at a level below words. I'm supposed to be doing the pleasuring, but she's doing exactly what I am supposed to do. And the woman who wants to take me home seems to be responding positively. Brie covered her mouth to stifle a moan, as ongoing traffic merely saw a young officer helping a young lady. At this moment, Flubber discovered jealousy. Jealous that this woman was stealing its purpose from it! It would show her!

Brie suddenly became free of the officer's grip, nearly falling aside from trying the struggle. Turning back she saw the officer's glove was now deep under her pants - even under her underwear - frigging herself on the interstate with incredible vigor. The officer was shocked for only the briefest moment. Stupendously drunk on her own lust, she spread her legs as far as possible, as her pants became stained with lusty liquid.

"Hnngh, yes, good form, good form. Heck, I dunno what's making me - ugh - do this, but you might as well turn it up a notch." she said to herself panting deeply. "ya'know Buh-ree... you just stay right there while I take care of this. Don't think you've ever seen anything like me on the south side of your skirt."

"I'm wearing pants."

"Close enough!" She rebutted, as her hand suddenly grabbed the ticket from the top of Brie's car and shoved it into her soaking slit. "The fuck did I do that for! Ah, whatever! A cute fuck like you is worth it!" she yelled at Brie , before her masturbating hand pulled on the front of her panties, towing her impatiently back to her car with each step. Opening the door, and pushing herself in, her hand went up and slapped herself across the face, before her fingers drilled into herself, overstimulating the poor pussy. "More, more!" the officer screamed, as she again went ahead of Flubber's movements and gave her pussy a good slap of her own accord. Immediately tiring of this overbearing girl, Flubber shot out of her hand and straight across her vagina, pushing aside her panties and unzipping her fly in the process, before undulating all over it.

"Oh yes! Oh Yes! Oh-" she felt a pressure leave her body. In her cop car. "Oh- Oh- Oh GODFUCKINGDAMNIT" she roared, as her climax blasted her fluids across the vehicle, her crotch being pulled to-and-fro by Flubber to properly soak and ruin all the equipment in the vehicle. "OH GOD! MY CUNT! MY JOB! BUT MY CUNT!" She rode the orgasm all the way to the end, before passing out in the car she just personally marked, sticking to her own juices.

Flubber quickly left the car, and darted back to the canister in Brie's car, making sure it appeared sealed. The last thing Flubber saw was the cap opening, a face which whose looks could kill the devil, being sealed extra tight into the can, and then being left to roll on the floor of the car for the rest of the way home.