Invisible 20

Invisible

A concept I have been meaning to use for some time, but only now felt sufficiently inspired to do it. Again I welcome productive comments and ideas.

"Damn it." Konjit screamed and barely avoided throwing the test tube across the lab. The door opened and a young woman wearing a brightly colored hijab, primarily purple with pink accents, carrying a tray with a tea set. She smiled as she carried the tray to the table.

"Failed again? Well never mind sit, it's tea time." Konjit glared at the other woman, but relaxed her shoulders as she walked over to the table. She sat heavily while Parisa began pouring the tea and serving the food onto plates. Konjit sighed as she slowly reached for her cup.

"Three thousand, six hundred and ninety-seven failures and I'm no closer to a solution." Parisa sipped her tea before speaking.

"Well at least you know three thousand, six hundred and ninety-seven ways

not

to do it." Konjit once more gave Parisa a look, but the other woman pointedly ignored her. This time she didn't sigh as she returned to sipping her tea. The main frustration was that sooner or later she would have to produce something, grant money was not infinite. They sipped their tea and ate the sandwiches in silence. When they finished Parisa cleaned up and turned one last time before leaving. "Well, back to the grindstone, don't work too late." Konjit nodded, but her mind was already on the three thousand, six hundred and ninety-eighth formula.

Later she yawned checked the clock to find it was after midnight. She groaned as she stretched and considered whether to continue or to go to bed. After several moments she shrugged as she decided to head to bed and return to work early. She was just turning when she knocked over a case of formula. She swore loudly when she reached for the case and cut her finger. Swiftly she stuck the throbbing finger into her mouth. Almost immediately she pulled it back out as she tasted something unexpected. However she didn't see anything on her finger or any sign that there was glass in her finger. So she quickly cleaned her finger and put a Band-Aid on it before cleaning up the spilled formula. Before leaving she made note of the formula that had spilled and left the lab to head up stairs to bed.

The next morning Konjit rose to the sound of a blaring alarm and began her morning routine. This was largely on autopilot so she was dressed before she looked in the mirror. When she did it was to stare for several moments before looking down to her hand. Her face and neck were almost gone while her hand was completely invisible. She took a series of deep breaths and sat on her bed in an effort to calm herself. After several moments she had calmed sufficiently she considered the events from the night before.

At last she snapped her fingers and rushed downstairs to her lab. Consulting her notes she soon determined two possible combinations for the formula and continued her deep breathing as she prepared the two formulas. Once they were prepared she tested them. When the tests were complete she swore loudly.

However instead of banging her head against the counter she double checked her notes. She saw that her hand was visible again. She continued as she refused to believe that she had merely imagined her partial invisibility. Suddenly a thought struck her. Perhaps her blood mixing with the formula had altered it to affect only her. Acting carefully she got a needle and extracted some blood to add to the formulas. She mixed it with the formula and hesitated for several moments before taking a small sip. She closed her eyes as she swallowed. The tasted wasn't too unpleasant and she breathed slowly.

Finally she looked at her hand. To her disappointment she could still see her hand clearly. This time she was ready to scream, but saw something out of the corner of her eye. She focused on a metal tray and saw her reflection. Or rather a faded reflection as her face was partially transparent. Grinning she quickly downed the rest of the formula. In moments she found she was completely invisible, although her clothes were naturally still visible. She immediately grabbed her phone and set a timer. Returning to her bedroom she looked at her clothes in the mirror and stared for several moments before pulling her shirt off. She gasped as she saw nothing underneath.

Konjit stared for several moments before kicking off her shoes to remove her pants. She almost laughed as the pants slowly revealed the panties, but no legs as she reached the floor and sat to pull them off her feet, along with her socks. Rising to her feet she looked down, only her panties remained, floating in the air. Taking a slow deep breath she hooked her thumbs in the waistband and lowered her panties part way before letting them drop to the floor. Stepping out of her panties she walked around the lab. She glanced to the door considering the possibility of going out, but thought better of it as she didn't know how long the formula would last.

Shaking her head she grabbed a camera and set it up to film herself. She was just considering whether or not to return to walking around the lab, when she remembered to activate the infra-red filter on the camera. With a grin she began to walk around the lab and after a couple times she stopped. Suppressing a laugh she lifted her right hand to pinch a nipple. She let out a soft moan before her hand slowly moved down her stomach to run her palm over her mound. She moaned softly and stuck two fingers in her mouth. Konjit sucked contently for several moments, not caring how loud her sucking was.

At last she slowly pulled her fingers from her mouth and returned the hand to between her legs. She briefly passed the fingers over the lips, eliciting further moans, before slowly pressing her fingertips between the lips. She moaned louder as her fingers descended further. She slowly pushed her fingers deeper until they were all the way in. She groaned and began thrusting her fingers in and out while tweaking her nipple with her other hand.

Quickly sitting down in the chair she began thrusting even harder and pinching her nipple with equal vigor. She began shaking and she laid her head against the back of the chair. Moaning to the point of nearly shrieking she switched to rubbing her clit with her other hand. Konjit's eyes closed and she cried out. She continued thrusting for several moments before nearly screaming. Her thrusting continued for a short time before slowing to a stop.

She sat in the chair as she slowly began to consider how turned on she was. However this reverie was soon abandoned as she began sucking her juices off her fingers. She moaned softly as she sucked. At last her fingers were clean and her eyes slowly opened. Looking down she saw that she was slowly becoming visible. She sat and waited until she was certain the formula had worn off and stopped the timer and the camera. The timer read thirty-seven minutes and fourteen seconds. Konjit plugged in the camera to her computer and downloaded the footage. She watched, becoming somewhat turned on as she watched herself fade away and slowly removed her clothes. She nearly shrieked as she saw herself slowly fading back into visibility. Konjit stood clapping her hands danced briefly before remembering her clothes were still on the floor. Moving quickly she once again dressed before returning to the video, now taking careful notes. After reviewing the video several more times she worked out a plan and decided to lay down. She was awoken by a knock on the door. She raised her head to speak blearily.

"Come...in." The bedroom door opened Parisa stood in the doorway wearing a green hijab and looking cross.

"In your clothes. What time did you get to bed?" Now fully awake Konjit rose to get clothes to dress for the day. She spoke as she undressed, not caring that Parisa was standing there. Parisa coughed and muttered under her breath, but Konjit continued regardless.

"Actually, I had a very productive day and actually got to bed early." She began dressing as Parisa responded, still looking cross.

"And the night before?" Konjit sighed, although now she was looking the other woman up and down, although she was trying to avoid being obvious about it. The truth was that while she certainly had affection for Parisa she had become so used to seeing her as an irritating nursemaid that she had yet to see her as a woman. Now that she was appraising the other woman she saw that she was quite attractive. The clothes she wore may not have been the most conservative, but they merely hinted at the form beneath.

"It was after midnight, alright? As I said it had been very productive." Parisa shook her head and clicked softly as she turned to walk to the stairs.

"Come on, at least I can ensure that you eat a proper breakfast." Konjit shook her head, but moved quickly to follow, although her attention was entirely on the other woman's rear as she imagined what it would be like to see it uncovered. Konjit sat at the table and Parisa moved to get the food to the table. She looked up to see that Parisa hadn't gotten any food for herself, shrugging she turned to the breakfast and tried to ignore the fact that Parisa was watching her intently. Finally she looked up and paused eating to speak.

"Are they really paying you enough to be my nursemaid?" Parisa stared for what must have been a count of ten, before suddenly bursting into laughter.

"Your nursemaid? I hardly think they see you as a child, more neglectful of yourself." Konjit stared for a moment before returning to breakfast. Parisa continued, still struggling with laughter. "Is that how you see me? Really? Personally I see you as a friend that I look out for, so you can focus on your work...your passion." Konjit nearly choked and quickly grabbed the glass of juice. Upon slowly finishing she took several deep breaths before turning her attention to Parisa.

"I guess I never thought about that." She returned to the breakfast as she was uncertain of what to add. Parisa for her part was content to allow the silence to continue unbroken. At last breakfast was finished and Konjit returned to her lab. She wasn't numb, but certainly deep in thought as she mixed up a new batch of the formula. This time she drank it and set the timer as well as the camera, but remained sitting. She hadn't grown so used to the formula that it had become normal, more that she was thinking about her conversation with Parisa.

Later she looked down as she slowly became visible. She began taking notes as she uploaded the camera footage. While she would conduct more tests to be sure, she was pretty sure she knew how much of the formula corresponded to how much time invisible. This would set a pattern for the following week as she accepted Parisa's help before returning to the lab to continue the tests.

After a week convinced she had mixed up enough to last a couple of hours decided to take the next step. She quickly undressed and swallowed the rest of the formula. Once fully invisible she stepped to the door and took a deep breath before opening it. Looking carefully she closed the door quickly and slowly made her way down the street. She soon found that invisibility sounds good, but the reality is you're walking barefoot because shoes would be visible. She sighed, but looked around to see if anyone had heard, before returning to her thoughts.

It was probably beyond her, but she was thinking of how she might put something on her feet that wouldn't be visible. As she walked she looked around, her stomach in knots as she wasn't an exhibitionist even if she was invisible. Soon she saw a guy that caught her attention. He was young, twenty-one, maybe twenty-two, so about five years younger than her. He had short dark hair that probably needed a trim, a pale complexion and a nervous almost puppy dog look to him. She grinned, he was absolutely adorable.

Initially she just decided to follow him for a while. After a while of slowly getting closer to him she realized he was close enough to touch. So she quickly ran a hand through his hair. He looked around, but not seeing anyone close enough to touch him, he continued walking. Suddenly smirking to herself she slowly reached until, struggling not to laugh she pinched him on the rear. The young man practically jumped as he looked around see who had done this. Again seeing no one next to him, he continued walking. At last he stopped in front of a building that she realized was his apartment building. However in the lobby she saw that it was getting late, but she wanted to see where he lived. She was fortunate that he reached his apartment quickly. Konjit turned around and practically ran back home. When she reached the door the hand that was reaching for the door was becoming visible. She quickly opened the door and entered. Once inside she leaned against the door, struggling to get her heart to slow its pounding. She was beginning to calm when she heard Parisa call out.

"Konjit, where have you been? I called but your phone was here the whole time." She glanced around quickly to see that Parisa was calling from another room. Konjit quickly dressed and began taking notes as she called to Parisa.

"Went for a walk, didn't know I'd left my phone." She focused on the notes and didn't notice that Parisa had entered the room.

"What do you mean you 'left' your phone?" Konjit shrugged as she set her notes aside, noticing how hungry she was.

"What's for dinner?" Parisa stared hard, but long experience told her she would never stare down Konjit, so instead she sighed.

"Chicken, new recipe." She walked away and Konjit followed. The new recipe proved worthy of Parisa's usual efforts and Konjit ate with clear enthusiasm. Parisa didn't speak throughout the meal and Konjit began to wonder if Parisa was truly mad at her, but while cleaning up Parisa spoke.

"So, obviously you enjoyed dinner, see you tomorrow." Konjit stared after Parisa and shrugged as she went back to her notes. After an hour she began working on a plan to test her formula, this took her until late and she immediately went to bed with a grin on her face.

Over the course of the week she followed the young man, learning his routine and further testing the limits of the formula. At last she felt confident she knew that he lived alone and when he would return home. As expected he arrived and just as he was opening the door she tapped him on the shoulder. He immediately whirled around and she stepped in to his apartment. He put his stuff down and sank into the couch with some water. After a moment he turned on the TV and sipped his water. Konjit slowly sat down beside him and looked him over as she considered what to do next.

He soon finished the water and set the bottle aside. He rested his head against the back of the couch, his eyes half closed. Konjit grinned as she slowly moved a hand down his chest and abdomen. He seemed to further drift off. She shrugged as her hand continued down his body.

His eyes shot open when she reached his groin. However when he looked around and saw no one there he lay back against the couch and his eyes slowly closed again. Konjit once again returned her hand to his groin. She smiled as she felt his growing erection. While the pants made it difficult to determine how big he actually was, she was sure she wouldn't be disappointed. He stirred, but his eyes never opened. She licked her lips as she undid his pants. She swiftly pulled his pants to his knees and eyed the erection outlined in his underwear. This time she encountered more resistance, but she returned to give up and soon his underwear joined his pants.

She grinned when his hard dick came into view. He was nice sized, clearly he was fully erect as he was dripping pre-cum. She placed her hands on his thighs and leaned into give his dick one long lick. He moaned, but again his eye lids only fluttered rather than truly opening. She checked the time and did a quick calculation, she didn't have long if she wanted to get home before she became visible. Konjit suppressed a sigh as she opened her mouth to take the head inside. This time his eyes shot open and he moaned loudly as her lips closed around the base.

However as she worked her tongue to slowly work her way down the shaft he settled down once more to softly moan, with his eyes closed. She would have loved to have been able to take her time, but she wasn't completely confident. She also wasn't sure she was enough of an exhibitionist to walk home naked. So she moved her lips down the shaft until she was all the way down. He moaned louder than before and she held for a moment. Once more suppressing a sigh she slowly pulled off. She took a moment to look at his throbbing erection. Hopping onto the couch she quickly straddled him, carefully lowering herself onto his hard cock.

She moaned softly, the first sound she had made since entering, but again his reaction seemed limited to his own soft moaning. She didn't hesitate before raising herself up, whimpering softly when she felt her pussy empty, before dropping down to his lap, moaning as she was refilled. Konjit soon raised herself up again and down, with growing speed, soon she felt his hips thrusting up to meet hers, but when she checked his eyes were still closed. No longer caring she increased her speed and tightened her pussy around him. Konjit put one arm around him and with the other began rubbing between her legs. Her moaning grew louder and she slammed into his lap. She made more hard thrusts into his lap before biting her lip to avoid screaming.

She rested her head and felt him continuing to thrust into her, but he soon slowed to a stop and she slowly climbed off of him. When she saw his erection, she decided to return to her knees as she didn't want his cum inside her as it would be visible. Wrapping her hand around his cock she quickly stroked him until he hardened further and tensed up. Soon she saw the cum spurting and she stroked him until he was spent. She slowly stood and checked him, his breathing was becoming softer and she realized he was asleep. Shrugging she went to the kitchen and used some paper towels to clean up before leaving his apartment. Konjit moved as quickly as she could to get home. This time she was barely through the door before she saw that she was starting to become visible. She quickly returned to her room to dress. There was almost immediately a knock at her door. She crossed the floor to open the door. As expected it was Parisa.

"Are you going to tell me where you keep disappearing to?" Konjit sighed as she stepped passed Parisa.

"Dinner ready?" Parisa shook her head as she followed behind to the kitchen.

"Yes, dinner is ready. So, I said I saw you as a friend, but you never responded. Well?" Konjit stopped and slowly turned around.

"What I said was, I hadn't thought about it." Parisa stood with her arms crossed. Konjit sighed again.

"Well, have you thought about it?" Konjit considered turning to continue to the kitchen, but decided otherwise.

"Yes, but you're still annoying." With this she turned and resumed her walk to the kitchen. Parisa stared for several moments, but soon followed after. Dinner proved to be as delicious as always. As she ate Konjit stole the occasional glance at Parisa as a new plan began to take shape in her mind. She resisted the urge to wolf down her food in her eagerness to begin her plan. At last she finished and while Parisa cleaned the dishes, she poured two glasses of wine. Parisa dried her hands and turned to see the offered glass of wine. She sighed.

"A peace offering?" Despite her tone she accepted the glass. Konjit shrugged as she lifted her own glass.

"Sure. I've decided to take tonight off, care to join me?" Parisa stared for several moments before lifting her glass to her lips, a sip which quickly turned into a gulp of nearly half the glass. Konjit smiled and turned to walk to the living room with Parisa following after a moment's hesitation. Once in the living room they sat on the couch, it was only at this point that Parisa realized that Konjit had brought the bottle, which she must have just opened as it was nearly full. Before she could react Parisa found her glass refilled. Konjit raised her glass in a toast.