In the dimly lit room, the girl's breath hitches as the blob's form shifts, mimicking her own. It stretches, elongating, until it mirrors her body, a glistening, fleshy double. She watches, mesmerized, as it reaches out, touching her cheek, her neck, her collarbone. Its touch is electric, sending shivers down her spine. She feels a strange, warm ache between her legs as the blob's form continues to change, its tendrils smoothing over her curves, learning her body's every contour.