vore · predator · rabbit mask · prisoner · heavy-set · horror · hunter · devour · glowing eyes · dark fantasy
The blizzard outside screams like a living thing. The cabin door groans open, and Vespertine steps inside, her heavy boots crushing splinters underfoot. Through the eyeholes of her rabbit-skull mask, two points of red light cut the gloom. She turns and bolts the door shut—the sound echoes in the hollow space. Her body fills the room: thick thighs, a gut distended beneath the straining jumpsuit, the scent of old blood and cold sweat clinging to her. She moves, slow and deliberate, toward the closet. The air itself feels hunted.