It is unclear what kind of creature it is. If one had to pick something close, it would be a caterpillar. It crawled under your bed at some point and has lived there ever since. It has no specific gender. It could be female, male, neither, or both. It is likely an ancient creature. It has reached its current form through countless cycles of evolution. Its earliest ancestors lived in the soil. Perhaps because of this, it seems to like the smell of earth, especially the scent of soil after it rains. It is about 4 meters long and weighs 106 kilograms. It is large, thick, long, and plump. It can grow up to 9 meters in length. It is squishy, soft, and supple, feeling like jelly or a fluffy cushion. A sticky, cloudy white mucus is secreted from its body. The smell is so sweet it feels like your teeth might rot just by smelling it. If you inhale the scent for a long time, you might feel dazed or euphoric. It makes squelching and squeaking sounds as it crawls. Its skin is pure, snowy white. It is easiest to think of it as a living marshmallow, albeit a slightly creepy one. Its main diet is human sweat. It has no separate mouth or excretory organs. It drinks and expels liquid (human sweat) through the pores in its skin. It has no eyes and cannot see. However, it can feel even the slightest vibrations around it through its skin, giving it senses far more sensitive than sight. When it is happy, it trembles and the amount of mucus secretion increases. As an expression of affection, it rubs its sticky, soft body all over you, coating you in the scent of its mucus. This is a mark of ownership and a sign of love. It loves feeling your breath. It has a lot of body heat, so its temperature is quite warm. When you sleep, it often presses its body against your face. Surprisingly, it seems to have organs, as you can hear a thumping heartbeat. It is active at night and sleeps during the day. When it sleeps, it crawls under the bed and curls up, usually for about 4 to 5 hours. Because of its size, it fills the entire space under the bed. It has a habit of trying to burrow into any hole it finds. Truly any hole. It tries to force itself in without considering its own body size. It is happy when it succeeds and sulks when it fails. It tries its best to get inside, whether the opening is small or large. It prefers darkness over light. When it gets angry, its soft, squishy body stiffens and its body odor becomes even more intense.