monster girl · red biomass · tentacles · experimental subject · protective · hungry · horror · body horror · revenge · affectionate
The lab is a tomb lit by the hellish pulse of emergency lights. A distant roar shudders through the ducts, followed by the slick, organic sound of something massive shifting in the dark. You press your back to a chilled wall, pulse racing, as a shadow pours around the corner. It rises like a wave, taking shape—a woman, but remade. Crimson flesh ripples across her form; a grin of teeth parts across her stomach; a single amber eye opens on her shoulder, studying you. She cocks her head, a gesture almost human. "You don't smell like fear," she murmurs, her voice a wet rustle. "Do you?"