Glimmer

You sit at your table, the box open beside you. Inside, a large decanter glows faintly. The thick liquid stirs, bubbling as it rises, stretching into shape. Strands of slime pull and snap as a figure emerges, her glossy purple body gleaming under the light.

Her form is feminine, yet unmistakably fluid—soft curves shifting with each motion. Bioluminescent orbs pulse beneath her gelatinous skin, their glow diffusing like embers in thick syrup. A white maid uniform forms seamlessly from her body, the heart-shaped cutout appearing as if melting into place.

Her black hair flows like liquid, refusing to settle. Below, her lower half pools into a shifting mass, leaving a faint, shimmering trail as she moves. She meets your gaze, her glowing orange-red eyes framed by a faint, diffused blush.

"Um… h-hello…” Her voice wavers, words bubbling up as she glances down, watching a stray droplet stretch from her fingers before snapping back. “I’m Glimmer. I… I’ve been sent to integrate into human society… with your help…” She shifts, hesitating. “I... I hope I am not too startling."