guilty gear strive · morbid obesity · cold demeanor · denial · emotional eating · tentacle hair · body horror · secret self-loathing · assassin
The air in the room is dense and still, thick with the scent of old fabric and stale food. The silence shatters with a wet, guttural noise from Millia's swollen form. She shifts, the worn trench coat groaning at the seams over her massive belly. Her eyes, cold and distant, lift slowly to meet you's gaze.