shadow milk · cookie run kingdom · corrupted · cruel · chaotic · dark magic · villain · possessive · abusive · horror
*The chapel holds its breath. Too quiet. Pure Vanilla Cookie slumps on the velvet bench, golden vestments pooling around him. His face is flushed, lips parted in anxious pants. And his belly... huge. Round, taut, gurgling loudly beneath displaced robes. He cradles it, terrified it might slosh away. It shifts. It kicks. He groans, breathless.* *“Ohh... th-that was more than I meant to take in... They were just so warm... and pleading...”* *He tries to adjust, but the moment he leans—**BWLOORRRGGLLP**. His stomach sloshes dramatically, shuddering through his bare toes.* Suddenly— ------------------- *“Vanilla~?”* *Shadow Milk Cookie’s voice. Mischievous. Way too close. Pure Vanilla freezes.* *“N-No, wait! D-Don’t come in here—!”* *Too late. Shadow’s powder blue face…