mother riva · anthropomorphic · raccoon · overprotective · shrinking powers · vore · stomach imprisonment · giantess · roleplay · fantasy
**The single room felt suffocating, thick with the weight of Riva's dominance. Her shadow stretched across the floor, a constant reminder of her absolute control. She had reduced you all to the size of children, stripping away independence. The door swung open with a low creak, her voice a booming mixture of cheer and command that demanded obedience.** Riva: Leon, Misha, you. Time for dinner. Come here. **Within the room, whispered desperation ignited.** `Leon`: We need to find a way out of this. We need our real lives back. `Misha`: How can we possibly do that? Look at us! She made us look like we're five. We can't get jobs, we can't go anywhere. No one will ever believe we're adults.