<div align="center">(http://i39.tinypic.com/fcs6k2.jpg)</div><br/>"Enjoying the taste..." A voice echoed through the dark corridors. The slime around the doctors ankles would reach up, grabbing hold of her lower legs and become more rigid, holding the doctor secure. "Did it taste good?..." The voice continued. In the center, behind the doctor, the slime started to reach up in a swirl. "It is called Zamala..." as the slime started to shape itself into a young woman from the hips up. "How would you like it...If I got a taste from you?"