So, it all started out as a fan club for a famous cartoon series that also had many movies that were made. Something about the whole who done it type of world appealed to all of us. We loved Scooby Doo and the entire gang and most of us tried to get into other mystery series and books, but our group kept coming back to this dynamic of a group working together to solve a mystery. 

The amazing thing was our group was much like the characters of the show, except our fifth wasn’t a dog. We had Brad who was our sports loving jock, our smart, bookworm Stephanie, the nerdy, tall lanky one Connor, Heather, the smoking hot model, and then Kyle who was more timid and scared going into situations. While our group was close and tight knit, Connor and Kyle were best friends. Even after we finished school, our group seemed inseparable. We didn’t hang out all the time, but it was quite a bit. We had friends of ours and even people online sent us mysteries to solve. All of them were fictional, but our group solved all of them. 

One day we ended up getting an email about a real mystery and the writer seemed to be pretty distraught. The email was from a hotel manager around our area where female guests reported getting chased by a slime monster. None of them had been caught, but there were also other guests that reported finding a similar, thick, viscous liquid in their underwear. They had gone through camera footage, but were unable to locate any sightings. They tried going to the police, but there wasn’t really any proof that they had, and he had gotten laughed at when he brought up that it was a monster. 

We returned the email, letting the manager know that we would take the case and would be headed that way shortly. This was our first real case, so we packed up the supplies that we thought that we would need into some duffel bags and threw them into Connor’s van. Also, each member of the team packed an overnight bag and when we arrived, Heather had three bags just for herself. We packed it all into the vehicle and set out for the hotel that was about two hours away. The van pulled into the half-empty parking lot and came to a halt. 

Brad climbed out and with his stronger muscles, he grabbed the duffel bags of equipment, his own overnight bag, and grabbed one of Heather’s many bags. Heather grabbed one of her bags, while Kyle grabbed his and the other one of Heather’s. Connor and Stephanie grabbed their own bags and walked behind the others, watching how both Brad and Kyle served Heather, trying to gain favor with her. The group walked into the front lobby of the hotel and took in how much quieter it was than they expected. 

Brad set down the bags he was carrying by the rest of the group and then walked towards the front desk. Some reason, he always acted like the leader and spokesperson in every situation. He strode up to the desk and started to smile at the cute blonde behind the counter. He brought his arms up and the tight navy blue polo clung to his muscles. 

“Can I help you?” The lady behind the desk asked.

“Well hello beautiful, we are needing to talk to the manager,” Brad said as he continued to try to charm her.

“Oh… Okay, just give me a moment,” she said.

The lady behind the front desk didn’t seem to fall for Brad’s charm as she walked off to go find the manager. We heard the clacks of her high heels on the flooring as she disappeared into an office off to the side of the lobby. A few long moments passed and then, the sound of the heels started to make their way back. The woman appeared, turning around the corner, coming out of the office. She walked back over behind the desk and looked over at Brad.

“Mr. Morris will be with you in just a moment. Please help yourself to some water or feel free to have a seat,” the woman said. 

Brad frustratingly tapped on the top of the desk at what he understood was a bit of rejection. He turned around and started to walk back towards the rest of the group. He joined the rest of us and we stood there patiently waiting. A few moments later, the manager exited the office. He was an older man who was shorter than average. He had thinning dark hair that he combed over to try to hide the few balding spots. He was dressed in a nice, black suit, with a gray dress shirt underneath. The man made it up to our group and extended a hand out.

“Welcome, I am Landon Morris, the manager. Thank you for coming to Yellowtail Hotel. How can I help you?” The manager asked.

“Hello Sir, I am Brad and this is our group. We got your message and headed right over,” Brad said as he reached out and squeezed the other man’s hand.

The two of them shook hands for another moment as the words registered in the manager’s mind. The look of it clicking could be seen on his face. He pulled his hand back as his eyes glanced over the entire group. 

“Right, if you and your group could follow me,” the manager said.

Brad picked up the bags he had brought in and then the group followed the manager to the office. He swiped a key card against the black pad and a mechanical whir happened as a green light blinked. The manager pushed the door open and walked inside. As we all filed into the room, the manager shut the door behind us as we all got a bit more comfortable.

“Thank you all for hurrying here. I don’t know what else to do. If you can’t get to the bottom of this, I know I will get fired, but it may mean the hotel will close,” the manager said.

“How about you tell us what is going on and show us anything that you have,” Stephanie said.

Landon reached into a drawer in his desk and pulled out a file folder. He opened it up. Inside it had a few pieces of paper and a flash drive. 

“About three weeks ago was the first report of this happening. We had a female guest who had been swimming in the pool. As she was walking back to her room, she said that she saw some sort of monster. The best description she said was it was big and white. We asked for a few more descriptions and the best we got was that it looked more slimy than anything else.” The manager said.

As he was saying this he grabbed the flash drive and plugged it into the USB on the computer. He opened up a folder and pulled up a video labeled “Security Feed Incident 1.” There were a few different angles that could be seen from the pool, and a few different angles of hallways around the area. We watched as the video played and we saw the first victim wrapped in a white towel walking out of the pool area. The video continued on another screen and a few moments into it, you could see her turn around and then the look of horror on her face. We looked at the other end where she was looking, but there wasn’t anything on the video feed. The woman dropped her towel and ran down the hallway. The video feed continued onto another camera watching her and entered her room in a panic. 

“She got to her room and called the front desk. They came and told me what was going on and I walked to her room. I found her towel on the ground on the way, grabbed it and then knocked on her door,” Landon said.

As he said this, it showed exactly what he said happened. It even showed him looking around a bit as he picked up the towel, but it was evident that he didn’t see anything. 

“I walked her back to the office and took a statement from her. From there, my head of security and I did an investigation, pulling security footage, checking logs of doors opening and a bunch of other things, but we couldn’t find anything amiss. Even though we couldn’t find anything, I still comped her stay, especially since we could see that there was something that scared her,” the manager continued. 

“Okay, well what else has happened, cause right now I don’t see much,” Connor says, a huge smile across his face, hoping the rest of us would laugh at his joke.

The manager closed the video player still rolling on the security footage. Then, he opens another file folder and inside there are previews of some photos. He clicks on the first one and there sitting on a wood desk is a picture of a pair of blue, satin panties. He clicks to the next picture and they are spread open and inside is a thick, white mess coating the area supposed to cover a woman’s pussy. 

“This happened a couple of days later. We had another woman who had been staying in a different room. She went to take a shower in the evening and had disrobed, throwing all of her clothes from the day into a pile in a closet. When she came out from the shower, dressed in just her underwear, she saw the used panties sitting on the pillow on the bed. Again, we checked the security cameras, and there was nothing, and we checked the log of keys tapping into the room, and hers was the only one,” Landon said.

“Do you still have the panties?” Kyle questions and the rest of us elbow him. 

“No, we returned them to the guest, as they were still hers,” the manager answered.

The manager closed the photos and backed out of the folder. He clicked on a few more and we continued to see very similar situations, women getting scared and running down the hallway, empty on the other side, pairs of panties and bras coated in this unknown mess. 

“So you can see, there is plenty of evidence of something going on, but not any real sightings that we have been able to make out. This is why the police laughed at us and we haven’t been able to get any farther in this. I am hoping that your group is able to figure this out. In fact, I am going to give you a key so you can access anywhere you need in the hotel, and I can give you three rooms to be able to stay here for a few days, up to a week,” Landon says.

“We will get to the bottom of this, you have our guarantee!” Brad responds without checking in with the rest of us. 

“Thank you so much!” The manager said. 

Landon reached into another drawer and pulled out a stack of key cards. He started to type on the computer, putting in some information. He grabbed one of the white cards and swiped it along a card reader connected to the computer. A beep followed from the computer and the manager sat it to the side. Then, he went back to typing on the computer and swiping another card. The manager finished up programming two more keys. He slid over three keys that were tucked away inside little paper card holders. These were the keys for the rooms that he was providing for us. The fourth key he slid over on its own. It was the one programmed to open anywhere in the hotel. The last thing he did was hand over the flash drive with all of the evidence that they had. 

We grabbed the keys and then exited the office, Kyle grabbing the master key. All of the rooms were in the same hallway on the third floor. We grabbed the bags and made our way to the elevator. The elevator screeched to a stop on the third floor and the doors slid open. We walked out and followed the sign down towards our block of rooms. It was easy to break up the three rooms as Connor and Kyle easily bunk together and then Stephanie and Heather made the most sense. This decision left Brad a little salty, but he tried to not let it show. He would have rather been sharing a room with Heather.

Brad’s room was made into the headquarters for the group since he was in a room by himself. We brought in the two duffel bags and set them onto the spare bed and then we started to set up some of the items that we had brought. After we finished getting things set up, we separated and went to our rooms. Connor and Kyle just sat their bags on the bed that they were claiming and walked back to the hallway. They went back down to the main floor and worked their way to the small restaurant. They used the master key that they had acquired to sneak into the kitchen. The two worked to grab food that they helped themselves to as they snuck into one of the big walk-in pantries. They worked on gorging themselves till their stomachs were stuffed and they ended up laying down on the floor unable to move. 

As it was starting to get a little later into the evening, Heather texted Brad and asked him if he wanted to grab a drink with her. Brad wasn’t going to give up on his opportunity to finally try to get his shot with Heather. Brad got ready really quickly and was already at the entrance for the bar. He waited for close to an hour as he waited for Heather to get ready. Heather finished getting ready and walked in wearing a skin tight, green dress that clung to her nice, firm ass and her big, ample cleavage. As she walked in, even with Brad, she had every eye on her. Heather looked around and took in all the eyes on her and enjoyed all of the attention. Brad got the first set of drinks for them, but before her drink was empty, there were already three more sitting in front of her from different people. 

While the other four were getting up to their own things, Stephanie remained in the hotel room. She worked on unpacking her bag, hanging up her couple of things of clothing, and then she pulled out a handful of thick books. While Heather got all the attention because she was like a model, Stephanie was also gorgeous. She had darker brown hair that was trimmed right above her shoulders. She had beautiful golden brown eyes and full, thick and soft lips. Stephanie was curvaceous, a big busty chest and a thick bubble butt. Most people didn’t see her this way as she hid her body under bulky, or bigger clothing that didn’t cling to her body. She changed into some clothes for bedtime, just a plain red t-shirt and some black, loose fitting athletic shorts. She grabbed the book that she was currently reading and climbed into her bed. 

Stephanie started to read in the story, reading page after page. The story was one of those where the villain ends up getting the girl, but it was hard to see that from how it started. Chapter after chapter the hatred started to soften until they were spending an afternoon together. Then, rain had them scurrying back to her place and slipping out of their wet clothes. The villain brushed up against the barely covered woman and sent tingles deep inside of her. As Stephanie read this she could imagine that she was the woman in the story and as she read more she felt her own excitement growing. As the story continued, she started to feel an ache growing between her legs and she tried to ignore it. The scene continued with the woman on her knees working her mouth along the villain’s thick length making him moan and this drove Stephanie even more crazy. She tried to fight her urges as much as possible since she knew she was sharing a room with Heather, but something about the scene was making it too hard to fight. 

Stephanie continued to read in the story, but she turned onto her side so she could prop up her book. Her left hand caressed down her front, rubbing her big boobs, then down her stomach till she was at her shorts. The hand dipped under the shorts and started to lightly rub at her panties, pushing her fingers against the fabric and sending it rubbing against her clit. She could feel her body react as she started to rub herself, her pussy getting wetter, her clit starting to throb and feeling it grow. She turned the page and continued to read deeper into the steamy sex scene. As she kept rubbing, she could feel her wetness starting to soak into the panties and the ache inside of her was building even more. 

She pulled her hand out from her shorts and brought her fingers up to her mouth and took them between her lips. She could lightly taste her own sweet nectar as she sucked on the two fingers. She got them coated in her saliva and then withdrew them. Stephanie sent her hand back down, but this time she pushed her hand under the second layer and soon her fingers started to feel her bare pussy. Her fingers lightly circled around her swollen clit, sending more pleasure pulsing through her. Then, she pushed the fingers a bit farther and started to run them up and down her dripping wet slit. She teased and toyed herself with several passes of her fingers as they rubbed against her perfect, pink pussy lips. Stephanie became more desperate as she read further into the scene and played with herself. Soon, she pushed the two fingers inside of her entrance plunging them in. She worked them back and forth, sending them deeper with every stroke. 

Stephanie got to the end of the scene as the villain roughly pumped his cock in and out of the woman, making her scream and moan as she came on him. As she kept reading, she kept her fingers busy inside of her. The villain kept fucking the woman till he erupted deep inside of her. The scene was hot and steamy and the woman had talked about how his cock felt throbbing between her legs as he flooded his seed into her pussy. Stephanie was way too worked up from the scene and couldn’t just keep reading, but her fingers weren’t fully doing the trick. She knew what she needed to do and her desperation threw her caution out the window. She pulled her hand free from her pants and brought the fingers back up to her mouth. She sucked on them, cleaning off her juices that coated them now. Then she closed the book and set it on the side table. Stephanie needed to get more comfortable, so she stripped off her shirt, shorts and her panties, laying in the bed almost completely naked. 

As her desire had built into this raging fire, she reached over to her side table and opened up the drawer. She pulled out a small black travel bag and quickly yanked the zipper open. She reached inside and pushed different items out of the way. Her fingers finally found what she was looking for as they wrapped around a phallic shape. Stephanie pulled out her orange vibrator and brought it up to her mouth. She pushed it inside and started to run her tongue over it, covering it in her sloppy drool and getting it nice and covered. She pulled it free and ran the slick toy against her slit, letting the saliva press against her. She pushed the button at the top and the low whir of the motor started as the toy started to vibrate against her pussy. She let out a light gasping moan as she felt the vibrations pulsing deep inside of her. 

She didn’t keep the vibrator there long before she pushed it against her opening. She pulled her knees up a bit higher, spreading her legs wider as she was getting ready to fuck herself with the toy. With a fluid motion, she pushed the buzzing cock inside of her. Stephanie pushed it deeper and then pulled it out a bit, then sent it deeper once again. Over and over she drove the toy in and out of her wet pussy, the sound of her fucking herself echoing off the walls mixing with her own moans. 

While Connor and Kyle were passed out in a food coma in the pantry, Brad and Heather were trying to enjoy the time at the bar. A handsome gentleman came up with two drinks in his hand and slid in on the other side of Heather from where Brad was. Brad moved over and tapped the other guy on the shoulder. The guy spun around to see Brad.

“Yeah.. Can I help you?” The handsome gentleman said in a perturbed attitude.

“Can’t you see she is with me?” Brad said in a hostile attitude.

“I’m not with you Brad, how many times do I have to say that,” Heather cut in, pissed off by yet another time that Brad overstepped. 

“I… um… I don’t know what’s going on between you two, but I don’t want to be in the middle,” the handsome man said as he backed away from the bar. 

“What is wrong with you? I asked you down here because you could keep me company. If I wanted someone to be overprotective, I would have asked my dad to come here,” Heather said as she grabbed her bag and stood up.

Brad just looked hurt from the response he got from Heather, but he didn’t really hear what she said, it was more her attitude that went with it. He sat back down in his spot and downed the rest of his drink. As Heather walked away, he grabbed the other free drinks that were sent over for her and started to drink on them too. 

Heather walked out of the bar and through the lobby, her high heels clicking and clacking with the heavy and frustrated steps she was taking. She hit the button for the elevator and the signal dinged and lit up as it was already there. The doors slid open and she stomped inside. She hit the button for the third floor and the elevator doors closed. It moved up and stopped on the third floor. Heather stepped out and, trying to remember which way her room was, looked down both hallways. To the right looked familiar, but so did most hallways in a hotel. She looked down the left and a blood curdling scream left her lips. There down the left side hallway was the monster. It was easily a little over six feet tall and about the width of a door. The body of it was different widths. It was white and looked like it was dripping slime or ooze almost like it was constantly sweating. 

Heather paused for a moment, the shock of seeing it causing her to panic for a moment. She saw the monster turn towards her and start lumbering towards her. She saw no feet, but could tell it was getting closer to her. She turned around and took off running down the right hallway. Heather prayed to herself that she had been correct and her room was this way as she didn’t want to get trapped by this thing. She looked over her shoulder and saw the monster still moving her way. Then as she was still running down the hallway, she started to see the numbers getting closer to hers. She grabbed the key card out and got it ready. She made it to the door and frantically tapped it up against the reader to the room many times. She heard the whir of the lock disengaging and in that moment it seemed like it was taking forever. She saw the green light and she pushed down on the door handle while shoving her entire body weight into the door slamming it open. She wrapped a hand around the door’s edge and then slammed it shut, her back pressed against the door and breathing heavy. 

The two roommates were both in shock as Stephanie saw Heather rush into the room. As Heather looked into the room she saw Stephanie looking over at her, her legs up in the air and an orange toy pushed between her legs. Stephanie turned the brightest shade of red as she was caught masturbating by one of her friends and was also frustrated as she was so close to her climax and now it was gone. Heather turned away from her exposed friend while Stephanie lowered her legs and turned her back to Heather. Stephanie begrudgingly withdrew the toy from her still aching cunt and pressed the button three times to get the motor to stop. She pushed the toy into her side table and grabbed her clothes, slipping them on real quick. 

Heather not only had her back turned to give Stephanie some privacy, but she also peeked through the peep hole in the door to see if she could see anything in or coming down the hallway. She saw nothing, and didn’t hear as Stephanie walked up behind her, so when her friend tapped her on the shoulder, she screamed and nearly jumped to the ceiling. 

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Heather yelled.

“Which part?” Stephanie sheepishly asked.

“You sneaking up on me like that!” Heather said.

“I didn’t sneak, I just walked right up to you. What’s wrong with you?” Stephanie asked.

“I saw the monster and it started chasing me,” Heather said.

“Did it get Brad?” Stephanie asked as she started trying to push through the door.

“No, Brad was being a jerk so I left him down in the bar. It was only me.” Heather replied.

Stephanie looked at Heather, trying to understand what she was meaning, as Brad was never a jerk towards Heather. She shook it off as it wasn’t the time to focus on something like that. Instead she started to try to focus on the monster and trying to figure out what they were dealing with. She walked back to a small area by the door and slid on her shoes so she could go out and investigate. 

“Okay, let’s go take a look at this monster,” Stephanie said as she started to try to pull at the door. 

“No, are you crazy? We need to wait for the rest of the team,” Heather responded.

Heather stood fast in front of the door, not letting Stephanie through. Stephanie tried pulling at the door, but it was no use. Instead, Heather sent a message to the rest of us via a group chat. Brad was almost finished with all of the drinks that had been in front of him and was starting to feel the effects of all of the different types of alcohol that he had drank and had mixed inside of him. He read the message and started to stumble out of the bar. Brad made it to the elevator and pressed the wrong button at first and wondered why the elevator didn’t move. The next time he pressed the button for the third floor and the doors started to close. Before they could close all the way, they stopped and opened back up. In walked Connor and Kyle, each with a handful of food in their arms. 

The doors closed on the elevator and the three rode it up to the third floor. The elevator stopped and the doors slid open. The three men walked out of the elevator and scanned the hallway. As they looked around, there was no evidence of any monster or anything chasing Heather down the hallway. They walked down to Heather and Stephanie’s room and knocked on the door. A few moments later, the door opened, Heather making sure that nothing that was going to get them was out there. 

“Hey, what's up?” Kyle asked as he walked inside.

“I was walking back from the bar, getting off the elevator and as I looked down the hallway I saw it.” Heather said.

“Saw what?” Connor asked.

“I saw it, I saw the monster. It was huge, scary and chased me down to the room. I was lucky to get inside of our room.” Heather responded.

“There was nothing out there when we just came up the elevator and walked over here,” said Brad with a bit of an attitude. 

“Are you calling me a liar? The fucking monster was out there when I came up!” Heather said as she pointed towards the door. 

“We believe you,” Stephanie said, reassuring Heather as she gave a dirty look to Brad. 

All of us walked out of the room and went into the hallway. The five of us studied the hallway, looking for any signs of the monster. We looked for scratches, scuff marks and any other signs of anything there. There was nothing that we could find as they scoured through the entire hallway. With us unable to locate anything, we decided to split up our group to knock out a few different tasks. The first one was Brad was too intoxicated to be much help with this, so we had Kyle bring him to his room. Then, we had Connor and Heather go down and see about looking at the security camera footage. The last person was Stephanie who didn’t really have a task, but she wanted some alone time to cool down from when she was interrupted. 

Kyle had to almost wrestle with Brad to get him to his room as he was being a bit belligerent. Then once he got him to the room, he grabbed him a bottle of water so he could start putting some fluids in that were not going to damage his liver any further. Then, Kyle got him into his bed and tried to get him to relax enough to get some sleep. He waited for some time, wanting to make sure that Brad was good and taken care of. 

Connor and Heather went down and tried to find the manager or someone else that they could find to talk to about the sighting. There wasn’t anyone around that they could talk to, but then Connor remembered that he had the key card that could get him anywhere they needed. Connor had Heather play lookout as he worked his way towards the manager’s office so he could go inside of it. It takes him just a few moments and he had accessed the room and then called Heather over. They snuck into the room and started trying to figure out how to utilize the security camera player. Connor played with the system for about fifteen minutes and then he was able to pull up the footage from the cameras on the third floor of the hotel. The video moved forward and the two of them watched the group all come off the elevator from when they first got there. Then they continued to fast forward the video, watching Connor and Kyle go down the elevator, a few moments later Brad could be seen. It takes several more moments and then Heather goes to the elevator. 

They continue having the video fast forward and then Heather calls out, pointing at the screen as the video shows her getting off the elevator. Connor stops fast forwarding, and now it is playing at normal speed. They could see her walk out of the elevator and they paused the footage. Connor clicked a few things and then the right hallway appeared on the screen, and it was blank, but this matched what Heather remembered. Then Connor pulled up the left hallway and there was nothing showing on it as well. The two of them continued to look at the different angles and watched through the entire screen up to when Brad, Connor and Kyle made their way up to the third floor in response. More and more, they looked over the footage, until Connor happened to see something amiss. It would have been easily missed if someone wasn’t carefully studying it, but as he transitioned from the different videos, he noticed the time mark on the video for the left side of the hallway was at a different time than either of the other two. He rewound the video a bit more and happened to see a spot where the time goes back to normal before the incident and then as he looked further on, it can be seen where it does again. Someone had doctored the security camera footage. 

While the other four were working on their own projects, Stephanie was in her room. She went to the bathroom and turned on the water to the shower. The spray of the water hit the tile floor of the shower as it started to heat up. She walked out of the bathroom and started to pull off her t-shirt. With it peeled off of her, she threw it onto a spot in the closet that she was keeping her dirty clothes in. Next, she lowered her shorts and threw them in the same pile. She walked over to the drawer where she had the rest of her clean underwear and grabbed out a pair. Stephanie went back into the bathroom and set the clean pair onto the countertop in the bathroom. Then, she reached behind her back and unhooked the three clasps that held her bra tight against her chest. The bra went slack around her and she pulled it free, revealing her big tits. She walked out and tossed it into the same pile of clothes. Stephanie looped her fingers into the waistband of the panties she was wearing and pulled them down. She stepped out of them and grabbed them. As her fingers wrapped around them, she could still feel the big damp spot from how turned on and horny she had been. She tossed them down onto the pile and walked back into the bathroom, shutting and locking the door behind her. 

Stephanie could feel the warm steam filling the room as she turned around. She enjoyed the feeling of it enveloping her body as she stared at her naked body in the mirror for a moment, trying to make a decision. Even though she was still aching from before, she didn’t want to be interrupted again and the chance of that happening was probably too high. She opened the frosted glass door to the shower and climbed in. The warm water cascaded off her body, running down her chest and along her back, pulling her into the warm embrace of the cleansing water. 

Stephanie worked on soaping up her body, rubbing the soapy suds across her breasts, down her stomach and then down her thighs. As her hands moved over her thighs, sliding across the smooth skin, she could feel her desire calling to her as her arousal started to build again. Her hands danced closer and closer to her pussy with each movement. She wanted to slide her fingers in and just keep rubbing till she was moaning in the shower, but she pulled herself out of the trance before she couldn’t help it any more. Stephanie continued to soap up the rest of her body, and then went on towards rinsing all of it clean. She grabbed the shower head and pulled it down, using the detached one to ensure that she washed away all of the soap. 

She started at the shoulders and could feel the water trickling down her back. Then, she brought it around along her arms, watching the soap wash away. Stephanie brought the shower head to her chest and started to feel the water pulsing into the soft tissue of her breasts, the jets almost like fingers massaging the tender flesh. She felt the water tapping on her peaked, hard nipples and let out a light moan. She kept the water moving and kept washing her body off. Soon, she was clean and hung the shower head back up and turned the water off. Stephanie opened the door and grabbed the big, fluffy, oversized towel and wrapped it around her body before she could get cold. 

Stephanie dried herself off and then hung up her towel on one of the hooks. She walked up to the countertop and grabbed her bra. She pushed one of the cups onto her large breast and then seated the other into the other one. Then she pulled the straps around her back and then hooked the top clasp, then the next and then the final one at the bottom. She slips her arms into the shoulder straps and pulls them up her arms and onto her shoulders. Stephanie grabs the pair of panties and steps into them, pulling them up to her waist, letting the elastic sit on her hips. 

She walks to the door, unlocks it and then opens the door. Stephanie walked back into the rest of the hotel room and she started to move over to her bed. As she gets closer, her eyes move over to Heather’s bed where there sat Stephanie’s dirty panties sitting on the pillows. She doesn’t want to touch them, as she didn’t know what might be in them or what might have happened. Instead, she snapped a photo on her phone of them sitting on Heather’s pillow and sent it to the group:

“Looks like the monster has struck again. Everyone available should come here.” Stephanie texted.

Kyle saw the text and with Brad already fast asleep, he decided to leave and go be with Stephanie to make sure she had at least another person in the room with her. Connor and Heather got the message and decided to start heading that way, but first they needed to collect the evidence they had found. As Heather recorded the timestamps, Connor controlled the video. As they were almost finished the door started to rattle and then after a beep it opened. A tall gentleman in a nice dark suit walked into the room. They had not seen this person before, so they were certainly surprised.

“What are you doing in this room?” The mysterious man said.

“We are here trying to solve this case about a monster,” Connor replied.

“You aren’t supposed to be in here, not without me or Mr. Morris,” the man said.

“And who are you?” Heather questioned.

“I am Patrick Callahan, I am the head of security here. I’ve been at the hotel for nine years. I saw that an unknown key had been used on this door and had to check it out.” Mr. Callahan said.

“Okay, that’s fine, we were just leaving,” Connor said.

Connor and Heather left the manager’s office and watched as Mr. Callahan closed the door and watched them get into the elevator. They rode up to the third floor and went to Heather and Stephanie’s room. As they walked in, they saw Stephanie sitting on her bed, still in her bra and panties and Kyle standing awkwardly on the other side of the room. 

“So, what happened?” Connor said.

“I don’t know. I went and took a shower, putting all of my dirty clothes into a pile over there. I finished and when I came out, my panties from earlier were there,” Stephanie answered.

Heather walked up to her bed and grabbed the panties off of her pillow. She lifted them into the air and inspected them. At first she brought them to her face and gave them a smell, and immediately the only smell she could get was from Stephanie’s arousal that coated them. She pulled them open and inside she saw a thick, white, viscous fluid that had made a mess all against the crotch. Heather showed them to Stephanie.

“Was this from you?” Heather asked.

“No,” Stephanie answered, turning bright red.

Heather continued to inspect the pair of panties and then brought them up to her mouth. She stuck out her tongue and she pressed the fluid to it. She could taste the tangy and salty flavor as she licked it. 

“What are you doing? That could be harmful!” Kyle called out to her.

“Well, it’s not, it’s just cum,” Heather replied.

Stephanie got up and walked over to the desk over in the corner of the room. She grabbed something that was pushed and hidden in a dark corner and pulled it out. She had hidden a camera in the corner of the room before she went into the shower to see if something might happen. We connected it to the laptop and fast forwarded through her setting it up and then undressing. Then as the door closed to the bathroom, a few moments later, the door to the room opened. A big, white blob appeared in the door and then moved over. We slowed down the footage and could clearly see hands come out of the blob and grab Stephanie’s panties from the pile. We watched as then, the hands moved down and part of the blob opened up. Out popped a hard cock and we watched as it rubbed the panties along the length and stroked itself off till it came inside the panties. The blob set them on Heather’s bed and then left. 

“It’s weird that a slime monster would have hands and a cock, don’t you think?” Stephanie said.

We just kind of nodded along with the thought. Then the room was quiet as we were lost on what we could do next. Connor and Heather showed the rest of us what they found as well. Then they told us about Mr. Callahan, the head of security. We hadn’t been introduced, but we had heard about their being the person in charge of security when we spoke to Mr. Morris.

“I think tonight is over. I mean, clearly the monster has already came, so how about we think about what we can do tonight on our own and then we can talk about them when we meet up.” Stephanie suggested.

Connor and Kyle headed to their room and everyone went to sleep. As far as we were aware, there were no more sightings of the slime monster. The next morning we got up and met up in Brad’s room to discuss the plan for the day. We pitched out a couple of plans at the beginning, but they didn’t seem to match with the monster’s motives. Then Stephanie pitched her idea that she could act as bait for the monster and see what would happen if it caught her. The rest of the group could be ready to corner it afterwards. This was the best idea out of the group that we had and it seemed to put Stephanie in danger and we didn’t necessarily like that, but we had no better ideas.