Art by  -hornbuckle-

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Alone in a long deserted house was the spirit of a beautiful woman who had passed many years ago, her name was Hikari and she seemed to be cursed to roam the land of the living in a form of wax that vaguely resembled her past form; however many years later and the constantly melting body had finally melted completely leaving her formless, the wax didn’t completely disappear however and would still go with her wherever she moved.

It was like it had a mind of its own, waiting to form back into its previous form and to give Hikari a body again, unfortunately it needed a base since the wax could not stick around her spirits form and nothing in the house could work for such a thing; although her waxy form was frightening to a degree it was better than nothing at all she figured, it was wishful thinking but even if someone brought an mannequin that would be enough to be solid once more, but there was another alternative that she didn’t like so much which was a living beings body.

Hikari was a sweetheart in life and even into death, the thought of someone becoming host was a scary thought to her since she wouldn’t harm a fly, the process would surely replace them with her which effectively would mean death to them; so she waited hoping that the least likely thing would happen eventually, however today seemed to be the day she’d get an answer.

A young man had come to the house doing some amateur ghost hunting and exploration, it had been a while since anyone came and normally she’d be happy for a chance to say hello and chat with someone, but currently she was formless and invisible with no way of warning the man about the wax or to suggest finding some mannequin or dummy of some kind; she watched on praying that he’d get bored and move on, however the wax had different plans and waited patiently for him to step under her.

Her fears had finally been realized as he moved underneath her, the wax started to fall on top of him starting to reform into Hikari’s vessel, he tried to get it off but it was far too late to stop it now as most of his body had been formed into Hikari’s figure; the dress was fully formed and was the least waxy looking part of her form, long hair that went to her legs dripping of wax had already finished and most of the skin was wax as well including her waxy bust.

With each second more of the man was replaced by wax, his face was halfway done with one side showing a dark empty hole for a eye and most of the mouth the same, soon that was gone and only an arm remained but even then that soon disappeared as well; a lit flame formed on top of the head and that was the end of the poor man, Hikari felt her spirit pulled into the new vessel and she was whole again, once conscious she felt sadness knowing her new form had taken over a living person, she started to cry with wax coming from the dark empty eyes instead of regular tears.

Once again given form she awaited the arrival of new people, she hoped that someday she could ask someone to get mannequins to bring to the house for the event that this current body would eventually melt away to nothing as well, she vowed for this to never happen again.