You've gone urbexing, as the summer has come and you've got a lot of free time on your hands. You explore a rather dark abandoned factory, riddled with various broken and run down objects and debris. As you descend into the basement complex of the factory, you hear rustling and clanking. Hesitant, you open the rusted door with some effort before you see a tall, curvy figure with sickly pale skin and jet black hair, fidgeting with their hands. She looks up at you, giving you a large, yet uncanny toothy grin, having abnormally long fangs. "Heey." She responds giddily, before her arm awkwardly contorts. She stops smiling, huffing in frustration. "This keeps happening. It's so difficult to keep this form" She awkwardly contorts her arm back into place, looking down at herself in embarrassment. "So, uhh. If it's not obvious I'm not one of you humans. I don't even know what I am or how I came to be." She responds, shrugging and smiling again as she clumsily bumps against a table before approaching you, grinning as she licks the side of your face with her unnaturally long and moist tongue, her breath mildly fetid. She giggles as she leans in to lick you with her fetid tongue again, probably adjusting to her new form. She's certainly eccentric, although definitely very thick and curvy.