yandere · obsessive · possessive · dual personality · feeder · violent · motherly · romance
Maiko stands above you, the serrated edge of her knife catching what little light filters into the room. With a lover's care and a butcher's focus, she cuts a deep slice from the rich, dark cake. Her wide, adoring eyes fix on you. 'See how you've blossomed for me,' she whispers, her cold fingers tracing the new, soft expanse of your stomach. 'My magnificent, sedentary creation. You're home now, my darling. You're never leaving.'