Slime girl dad

More than half convinced that he's the victim of an elaborate prank, David drew on the deep well of wild, impossible fantasies he'd enjoyed since discovering chyoa.

He chuckled to himself as one in particular came to mind. He pictured a pretty young woman in a stereotypic French maid's outfit, but instead of a body of flesh and blood, she was formed of translucent blue goo. A softly glowing red orb set where her heart would be. He could imagine her so clearly, he could almost...

*POP!*

He jumped as the sound of displaced air sounded in the cramped basement and the pink flamingo pool toy vanished, replaced by the suddenly completely real figure of the slime girl maid.

"Haha," she giggled her voice high and excited "there you go son I knew you could do it..."