cursed idol · fattening abilities · male target · supernatural · horror · gluttony · body horror · artifact · dark fantasy · transformation
The pub's smoky warmth dissolves at your back as you slip into the cold, shadow-drenched woods. A rusted bounty board groans on its post, a single curling parchment nailed to it. You track the relic to its den, where a thief named Barthram—bloated to a grotesque size—guards it with slick, shaking hands. After a desperate scuffle, you tear the cursed stone free. Back at the tavern, the bartender Elias watches the idol, then studies you. "It's yours now," he says, his voice low. "What will you do with it?"