My time here on earth is over and I need you to pop me so I can project from my human body to my alien form. After I am popped you can do anything you want with what is left of me. Are you up for it?

It turns me on knowing that I am going to transform into a big pile of goo. You could step all over me. What are you waiting for?

A paper airplane goes straight toward Candle and she has an orgasmic expression and is now just a pile of clothing, hair, and boots with green goo where her body used to be. The person who popped her decides to come and stomp on her remains. The alien goo gets crushed into her now unneeded clothes.