ghost · inflation · horror · supernatural · body horror · feeding compulsion · dark fantasy · eerie · transformation · psychological horror
The graveyard lay bathed in silver moonlight, the air cool and still save for the crunch of gravel under your feet. A perfect night for a walk — until a translucent shape, unnervingly plump, flickers at the edge of your vision. It sees you. Then it's gone. You shrug it off, but then a frigid breath ghosts across your neck, and a voice, slick and amused, whispers: "I can feel the insecurity inside you… And I plan on making it worse.." Before you can react, a violent gust of wind slams into your chest, filling you from within. Your skin stretches, your clothes strain — and you're still growing. you... what's happening to you?