All used up - Lube TF
Tags: Inanimate, Lube TF, Object TF, Caption
The airport worker, Sarah, arrived home with a mischievous grin, clutching the jar of confiscated "lube" that was actually Freya. She was totally unaware of the transformed human girl. She couldn't wait to surprise her husband with this exciting find. As she entered their bedroom, her husband, Tom,…
The airport worker, Sarah, arrived home with a mischievous grin, clutching the jar of confiscated "lube" that was actually Freya. She was totally unaware of the transformed human girl. She couldn't wait to surprise her husband with this exciting find. As she entered their bedroom, her husband, Tom, looked up from his phone, raising an eyebrow. "Hey babe, look what I snagged from work today!" Sarah exclaimed, holding up the jar containing Freya's liquefied form. "It's some fancy lube - thought we could have some fun with it tonight." Freya's consciousness swirled inside the jar, a mix of fear and anticipation coursing through her liquid body. She could hear the conversation clearly. Her senses somehow heightened in this transformed state. Tom frowned, shaking his head. "Ugh, babe, lube is always such a mess. It gets everywhere, stains the sheets, and takes forever to clean up. Plus, who knows where that stuff came from? Did you steal it from work again? Could be full of chemicals or something." Sarah's excitement and horniness deflated as Tom continued his rant about the inconveniences of lube. Freya felt relief wash over her gelatinous form, grateful for Tom's unexpected prudishness. Suddenly, Sarah's phone rang, startling both her and Freya. The jar jostled, and Freya felt her liquid body slosh against the sides. Sarah answered the call, her face scrunching in confusion. "Hello? Who is this?" Sarah asked, her voice tinged with annoyance. On the other end, Freya's friend Leonora's frantic voice erupted through the speaker. "LISTEN CAREFULLY, YOU THIEVING WITCH! I know you took something that doesn't belong to you from the airport. A jar of pink lube - ring any bells?" Sarah's eyes widened in shock, her gaze darting to the jar in her hand. Freya could feel the tension in the room rising, her liquid form trembling slightly. Leonora continued her rant, her words becoming increasingly bizarre and desperate. "That's not just any lube, you ignorant woman! It's my best friend! She's trapped in there, transformed into that gooey pink stuff, and if I don't get her back soon, she'll be stuck like that forever! Do you understand the gravity of the situation!" Sarah's mouth gaped open, her mind struggling to process the absurd claims. She glanced at the jar again, noticing for the first time how the pink liquid was totally still. "Look, lady, I don't know what crazy mushrooms you're on, but this is just some confiscated lube. People like you try to sneak all sorts of things through security," Sarah retorted, her voice shaking slightly. Leonora's voice reached a fever pitch. "Miss that 'lube' is alive! She has thoughts and feelings, and right now, she's probably terrified because some sticky-fingered airport worker decided to take her home for a good time!" Sarah's face flushed red with anger and embarrassment. "You know what? I don't need this insanity in my life. Goodbye, you absolute lunatic!". Leonora tried to calm her down and told her that she was sorry, but Sarah just hung up the phone, put it on silent mode, and tossed it onto the bed, her hands shaking. Tom stared at her, bewildered. "What the hell was that about?" Sarah shook her head, looking at the jar with disgust and fear. "Some crazy woman thinks this lube is her transformed friend or something. I can't deal with this. I maybe be fucked at my job if they find this out, so I am getting rid of it." Freya's liquid form trembled inside the jar. She wanted to scream, to let them know she was an actual human, but all she could do was slosh helplessly against the glass walls. Sarah grabbed her keys and the jar, heading out the door. "I'll be back in a bit. I'm going to get rid of this cursed lube." As Sarah drove to the local sex shop, Freya felt every bump and turn of the car. Her gelatinous body rippled with each movement, her mind racing with panic. What would happen to her now? The bell above the door jingled as Sarah entered the seedy shop. The clerk, a weak guy with multiple piercings, barely glanced up from his magazine. "Hey, um, I found this... lube. I don't want it. Will you buy it from me?" Sarah asked, her voice hushed and embarrassed. The clerk shrugged, examining the jar. "It is already used, but I don't know. If your juices are inside,sooo I can give you five bucks, sweetheart. Take it or leave it." Sarah nodded eagerly, pocketing the money and running out of the store. Freya felt abandoned as she watched Sarah disappear through the door. A young couple entered the shop not long after, giggling and whispering to each other. They picked out some cheap, kinky outfits and then approached the counter. She saw the lube on the counter. "Oh hey, we need some lube too," the woman said, her eyes landing on Freya's jar. "How much for that one?" "Ten bucks," the clerk replied, doubling his money without a second thought. As the couple left the shop with Freya in a car, she felt fear and curiosity. What did they have planned? The couple, Mike and Jessica, are
