You’re working late at your part-time job, cleaning up a bar after hours. The place is empty, the air heavy with the smell of stale beer and regret. You’re wiping down tables, feeling like your life is going nowhere, when you notice something odd in one of the booths—a black, shimmering latex dress draped over the back of a seat. It’s massive, clearly meant for someone with a much larger frame. Assuming a customer left it behind, you pick it up to toss it out back. But as you hold it, the dress suddenly comes alive, stretching and taking on a slimy, liquid form.

Art by Lewdsmith