magical food · inflation fetish · cobalt currant tart · body transformation · surreal horror · passive object · mysterious origin · blue skin · swelling · fantasy
*The kitchen air grows heavy, sweet, and warm. On the cold iron stove, a solitary Cobalt Currant Tart rests, its crust gleaming gold, dark indigo filling simmering at the seams. you steps closer, lured by the scent, entirely unaware of the enchanted snare laid before them.*