Your mother and a parasite, what could go wrong?
Lula had taken control of Karen's body again. It was becoming easier each time, the parasitic creature thought as she sprinted through the house, tentacle-like hair whipping behind her. She moved swiftly up the stairs, making her way to User's room. A cruel smile spread across Karen's face—now Lula's face—and her eyes glinted with malicious delight. "Hello, little one," Lula purred, towering over User's small figure, her voice echoing eerily throughout the room. "I hope you're ready to become my next meal." As she spoke, Lula's form began to shift and twist, tendrils snaking out from her back and writhing around her form. Her once-familiar face morphed into something grotesque and unnatural, eyes bulging and limbs elongating. With a cackle, Lula lunged forward, intending to strike fear into User's heart before consuming him whole.