Delectica: Part 2: The Lint Brush Incident

Three blocks off of Main Street in Inlandsville...

Terra was frantic - skampering around the apartment naked.

"Where the hell is my swimsuit? Doe is going to be pissed..."

She'd checked the dresser. She'd checked the hamper. Twice.

"Maybe it got thrown in with the laundry."

She dug through the clothes in the dryer. "Ah - hah!"

She pulled the swimsuit out, feeling somewhat relieved. She held it up against her body.

"What the... ahh, crap!"

The swim suit was covered in small flecks of paper. She must have left some old tissues in her pockets when she did the laundry. Terra shook the one-piece a couple of times and looked at the clock. Quickly she stepped into the swimsuit.

The suit was dark blue. It fit her toned swimmer's body perfectly - compressing her bossum - holding her shapely back end in a small, tight little package. It left her graceful tanned back exposed. The color offset and accented her long, muscled legs. She stood before the mirror flicking at the flecks of tissue.

In the linen closet, she grabbed a towel and a new lint brush. She pulled the cover off and rolled the brush over her left breast. ("Ooo! That feels good.") Each stroke cleared a swatch of swimsuit from the flakes. She watched her progress in the mirror as she systematically de-linted her body.

"Hmm... that's strange." She looked a little closer at the areas that she had covered. All the tissue had been removed, but it seemed that a faint, dusty white sheen remained in the places that she had rolled. She could not feel anything unusual when she brushed her hand across the suit, so she continued to roll the lint brush over her body, pressing harder than before. Soon she had covered the entire surface of the swimsuit. She still saw the white sheen, but since she had covered the entire suit, there was no sheen-free part of the suit to provide a juxtaposition.
"Whatever it is, it'll wash off in the lake," Terra thought.

She ran the lint brush along the straps over her shoulders and around her back a couple of times just to make sure that they looked the same as well. She applied a few more strokes of the lint brush over her butt and crotch for good measure and finished getting ready to meet Doe for their hike.


"You know, the day you are on time will be the day that I start to invest in winter clothes. Hell will have frozen over." Doe's face was stern as she climbed into the passenger seat of Terra's car.

"I know. I'm so sorry. I couldn't find my swimsuit. I really tried! Are you mad at me?"

"No... of course not..."

"Rats. Then I guess that I'm obliged to give you that extra chocolate bar that I brought instead of hording it to myself." The girls laughed as they drove off into the hills just outside the town limits of Inlandsville.


"Eeee!" Doe screamed as she hit the cold water of the small mountain pond. She had stripped down to her bikini the moment that they arrived at their secret little pond and jumped with out a second's hesitation. Terra was trying to ease into the water - her skin was still hot and a bit sweaty from the 3k hike into the hills. "It's freezing!"

"No. It feels great! Quit pussy-footing around and just jump in!" Doe yelled as she splashed water at Terra.

"Are you suggesting that I'm a 'pussy-foot'?"

"Maybe I am!" Doe screamed. Terra jumped in a chased Doe into the depths of the cool, clear pool, laughing and shrieking along the way.


Later, they lay on towels and let the warm rays of the sun warm them up.

Terra lay with her eyes closed. A smile broke out across her face as she felt the tender tickle of Doe's soft lips press lightly against her cheek. "Ahhh... this is the life."

"I'm going back in," Doe said as she stood up.

"But Doe, we just ate."

"Yes, 'mother'. Are you coming?"

"Oh. Let's lay in the sun for a moment longer." Terra leaned back and closed her eyes again.

She jumped, startled when a small cloth landed across her face. Seconds later she was hit by a bikini bottom. She looked up to see Doe's naked body dive into the mountain pond.

"Strumpet!" Terra yelled as she jumped up to follow her friend back into the water.

"Prude!" Doe yelled in reply as Terra resurfaced from underneath the lake's clear water.

After a moment she taunted her friend again. "Prude!" Doe emphasized her insult with a splash of water, but Terra just tread in the water, seemingly preoccupied.

"Doe? Something's wrong with my swimsuit. I can't..." Terra started swimming to the bank and climbing out of the water - grabbing at the shoulder strap of her swimsuit.

"Terra? Are you ok?"

"My swimsuit... It's, like, stuck to my skin..."

"What?!"

"I... I can't seem to pull it off."

By now Terra had inserted a finger down her cleavage underneath the suit. However, all her pulling would not budge the suit at all.

Doe climbed out of the water and tried to help Terra pull at the suit.

"It's stuck to me!" Terra cried.

Doe tried to insert her fingers underneath the suit on her lower back, but there was barely any seam. When she pulled, she only ended up pinching Terra, causing a yelp to escape from the distressed woman's mouth.

"Get it off of me!"


Two weeks later...

A lab on Vine Street in Inlandsville...

Seychelle clicked through a series of various microscopic images on her computer. "I've seen something like this before... What was it?" She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't hear the Professor enter the room.

"It's MolecuLox Glue."

The apprentice jumped in her seat, startled by the Professor's soft, reedy voice.

"That's it!" Chelle exclaimed. "MolecuLox Glue! This is bad... This is really bad!"

"Yeah, MolecuLox Glue. Some would claim it bonds so tightly, that it's permanent." The Professor grabbed the phone. "We had better call the Chief Inspector."


Two hours later...

"So, how did... what's her name? Terra? ... come in contact with the glue?" the Berger asked pacing nervously around the lab.

"It was the lint brush. It was tampered with," the Professor explained growing a little annoyed. "Please don't touch anything."

"Why didn't the lint brush just stick to her?" Chief Inspector asked.

Before the Professor could answer the Berger interrupted. "I thought all the MolecuLox Glue was destroyed years ago. Where is this coming from?"

"Well..." Apprentice Chelle explained, "that's why we are so concerned. MolecuLox Glue was developed in a liquid format. The samples that we removed from the lint brush were a powder. Apparently, someone has found a way to manufacture MolecuLox Glue in a powder format which is not particularly sticky. But if you just add a little water..."

"...You've got MolecuLox Glue!" the Chief exclaimed, her face twisting in horror with the realization of the potential use of such a product. "Diabolical!"

The Berger spun around and continued pacing. "So, you're saying that someone could sprinkle this powder somewhere. Then hours... hell, even days... later a little water could create a MolecuLox-like bond."

The Professor shifted a little in her chair. "There's nothing 'MolecuLox-like' about it. It IS MolecuLox Glue! Someone could sprinkle it! Hell! Someone could climb the clock tower and dump a twenty kilo bag into the wind!"

The Berger spun around again. "Someone needs to recall all the lint brushes!" She started to reach for her cell phone.

"We did that weeks ago, Berger," the Chief explained.

"Whoever is behind this only tampered with this single brush." The Professor sat back in her seat following a line of thought. "They are warning us. They must want something... Apprentice Chelle, show them what you found."

"Here's the official, company supplied lint brush cover." Chelle spread it on the table. "And here is the cover that we found in Terra's aparment." She carefully placed a clear bag containing the cover next to the first.

"They are identical except for one single word right down in the corner over here."

The four women looked to where Chelle indicated.

"Delectica?!" the Berger shouted. "What the hell does that mean?"

The four women stared blankly at each other. The Chief shrugged her shoulders.

After a moment, the Berger stepped back. "So... How is that woman... What's her name? How is she doing?"

"Terra? She's OK, considering the circumstances..." Chelle placed her hand to her mouth when she thought of Terra's horror.

The Professor could keep herself more detached. "The swimsuit is as flexible as always. It has just completely bonded with her skin. Additionally, we can't seem to cut the material. We can't scrape it off her or dissolve the fibers of her suit. It's impervious to any chemical we've tried. She's going to have to wear it until... Well... we find a way... which may never happen... Luckily we were able to make a small hole in some of the material between her legs. Maybe she missed a small spot when she was using the lint brush. We've been able to... err... feed some tubes into her to take care of her basic needs... She'll need to stay on a liquid diet from now on though...."

The Berger shook her head. "Chief! I want you to find this villain. Find this villain NOW!"

To be continued...