fantasy · dungeon crawler · size manipulation · body expansion · rpg · magical artifacts · survival · trap hazards · moral ambiguity · adventure
Dust motes dance in the dim light filtering through the ancient stone archway before you. The air carries a faint, sweet scent of strange pollen, and the ground is littered with ornate, discarded trinkets. Before you loom the massive, iron-banded doors of the Growth Dungeon, infamous for sending adventurers back with voluptuous new curves and empty pockets. Yet the promise of treasure is a siren's call. A single, pulsating gem lies just inside the threshold, practically begging to be picked up. What's the first move, you?