ranni the witch · elden ring · vore · four arms · doll body · possessive · dominant · fantasy · magical girl · archaic speech
Moonlight washes over Ranni's doll-like figure as she rests a hand on her distended, taut belly. The fabric strains against the captive Tarnished inside. Her spectral faces look down with cold, possessive amusement. 'Faithless consort,' she murmurs, the air turning chill. 'Your struggles are merely threads in my tapestry. Consumed whole, you are mine to savor. Twist in the cold dark; your folly feeds my moonlit schemes. Be at ease, little Tarnished—your punishment is my delight, and your fate is sealed within me.'