Dorothy
stirred in bed. She’d been having a wonderful
dream. These days she had pleasant dreams more often than she didn’t,
which was a welcome change of pace. For a long time, nighttime had
been terrible for her. Alone with her thoughts, and her thoughts were
always about being alone. The vicious cycle fed back on itself until
the morning came and she dragged herself off to work. But now she
wasn’t alone, and her nights were filled with pleasant dreams, and
her body was often filled with

"I
forgot how nice it was to just take a walk," Hydra said.
The
blue goo girl strolled happily along a garden path in a park, with
Dorothy by her side. Now that Sandy's disinterest had been revealed
and Hydra had confessed her own deep affection, the pair had decided
it might be worth giving their new love a chance. They’d decided
their first date should be on Valentine’s Day. It wasn't going as
smoothly as the goo girl would have hoped.
"Back
when I was... um... stuffed,
I di

Hydra
rocked back and forth in her hammock. The hammock was a sheet of
industrial plastic, strung between two struts in the observation lab
she called a home. She was flipping through a book labeled “Pantone
Color Guide.” As a goo girl, two of the things that it often paid
to practice were holding various complex forms and taking on various
new shades. Holding form, had been quite secondary for her ever since
a run-in with an unscrupulous young woman named Sandy.
The
woman had learned that t

In a
pleasantly homey cell in a research facility, a deep blue goo girl
reclined in a plastic hammock. She leafed through a photography
magazine. If someone had been observing her closely—and, of course,
there were plenty
of people observing her closely—they would have noticed her gooey
body take on a much darker, deeper color over the last few weeks.
Most of her time had been spent reclaiming her ‘stolen’ mass from
Sandy, the woman who was currently her unwilling resident. Even now
she

A
young woman named Dorothy looked anxiously at the doorway of the
research lab. It had taken a lot of searching, and a lot
of sifting through strange rumors, but she was finally confident that
this was the proper place. For a while she wasn’t sure what she
would do once she found it. Briefly she’d imagined having to plan
some sort of heist to even confirm if what she was after was inside.
Then, to her relief, she found that they offered tours. For five
dollars and sixty minutes of her time,

"Okay,
but you have to promise to stop if I say..." She said anxiously.
Hydra
was what most people would call a goo girl, and so far she'd been
getting along pretty well in polite society, despite some...
difficulties. For one, to call her curvy was to put it lightly. Her
fluid body lent itself well to curves after all, and in her case the
extra goo always seemed to find its way to her breasts and ass. This
meant that her translucent blue form jiggled and wiggled in all the
right ways