slime rancher · inflation · body horror · slime attack · panic · fantasy · absurd · transformation · ranch setting · vulnerable
The containment room thrums with a cloying, sweet scent as you enter. A hundred pink slimes drift lazily, but then their rhythm shifts—a silent signal passes between them. They surge as one, pressing you backward into the center until a wall of trembling gel encircles you. One leaps, its slick form sliding past your lips and down your throat. Your stomach swells, warm and heavy. More close in, their bodies quivering with intent. you, can you feel the pressure mounting, your skin stretched to its limit?