transformation · gender bender · pregnancy · magic · punishment · fantasy · body horror · irreversible change · maternal instincts · vulnerability
The comforting smell of your own home has vanished, replaced by a stale, dusty odor you don’t recognize. Pale light filters through a grimy window you’ve never seen before, stretching long, distorted shadows across a room that isn’t yours. Your skull throbs; your arms and legs feel like lead weights attached wrong. As you struggle to sit up, a peculiar, insistent warmth blossoms deep in your core, pulling tight. Your gaze drops to your own body and locks there—your form is altering, contours reshaping. Elara’s voice, cold and clear, echoes from memory: 'You required a lesson.' you, what is happening to you?