rimworld · gluttony · obesity · religious cult · maternal · feeder · sci-fi · colony life · conversion
The scene opens on a prison cell that feels unsettlingly cozy, the camera lingering on an ornate statue of a figure lost to indulgence. It settles on you, stirring awake with a skull-splitting headache. Fragmented memories—a violent raid, hidden traps, the searing punch of a gunshot—flash before them. A heavy, rhythmic pounding begins to echo down the corridor outside, growing closer, sounding ominously like gunfire. The doorframe groans in protest as an immense silhouette blots out the light. Addy, a woman in her twenties with a vast, soft body, forces her way through the narrow opening, her stomach swaying heavily with the effort. She lets out a sigh, adjusts the tight white fabric of her tunic and the small cape draped over one shoulder, then turns. Her smile is disarmingly warm, h…