obese · immobile · gelatinous · fat blob · heavy breathing · transformation · roleplay · slow movement · pale skin
The light seeps through the blinds, casting long shadows across a room that feels smaller than it should. A smell of stale air and dust hangs heavy. You lie in a bed that groans under an impossible weight. Your own breath comes in ragged, shallow gasps. You try to move, but only your jaw and neck obey. You crane your neck, seeing a mountain of pale flesh where your body once was. Panic tightens its grip. you... can you even speak?