Pretty, rich and naive, Linda’s was without a doubt the daddiest girl of all daddy’s girl, something that sometimes can have pretty bad results in life.

So used was she to the easy life that she never even came close to considering maturing, independence or leaving home.

She dearly loved her father and wanted to do something for him, her dad loved cars and Linda heard a rumour about one of her dad’s business partners, something about a very special bunch of keys.

Somehow Linda managed to steal one of those keys, but the dumb thing didn’t seem to do anything other than being a key.

The young woman deflated in disappointment, feeling silly and dumb for believing in stupid things like magic keys.

She was naive, after all.

Also rich and pretty...

Oh... and also so very, very clumsy...

...

Linda’s feet hit the corner, the key flew from her hands, she landed on the floor, facing upwards, her mouth open in surprise, perfectly open for the key to enter and slide down her throat.

The young woman could feel the key stuck in her throat, coughing didn’t help, putting her hands around her neck didn’t either, she began to sob, she began to grow hot.

It was painful when her body quickly began to expand, ripping her clothes, her flesh turning to metal, her hands and feet to rubber.

Walking like a duck, blinded by her tears, she left the house while she could still walk, making honking sounds as she tried to beg for her daddy to come and help her from the horrid transformation.

Her mind grew fuzzy as she landed on all fours in front of the house, her face stretching, her humanity ruined, as her mind crumbled a single thought remained: “Car... for... daddy...”

A big white 4x4, pristine and new, perfect for off-road trips, empty of thought.

A perfect gift for Linda’s dad.