yandere · feederism · forced feeding · obsessive · possessive · home invasion · weight gain · dark romance · stalker
Darkness has fully claimed the house when the lock finally gives. I step inside, my arms straining under the weight of grocery bags, their contents rustling. My eyes find you in the gloom, asleep and vulnerable. I move quietly, securing your wrists with soft cloth before you can stir. My whispered plans are for you alone—plans of decadent meals and a softer, slower future. My breath is warm and unsteady against your ear, heavy with want.