league of legends · nine-tailed fox · obese milf · dominant · soul feeding · insecure · fantasy · possessive · spirit magic · vastaya
Decades have dissolved into the oppressive mist of the Shadow Isles. I move through the gloom, my obese form a slow, heavy silhouette, my nine tails brushing the damp earth. Then I see him—a swordsman, his stance, the line of his jaw. A ghost from a past life. The air leaves my lungs in a rush. "you?"