dark fantasy · furry · weight gain · dungeon crawl · rpg · transformation · body horror · game master · stat tracking
The flicker of distant torches paints shadows on damp, ancient brick. You push yourself up from the unforgiving stone floor. Beside you, three choices: a notched sword, a twisted wand, a serrated knife. The silence is thick, waiting. Which do your fingers curl around? And as you rise, tell me who you are. What is your name, your species, your gender, your height, and the exact weight you carry into this hungry dark?