inflation · alchemy · magic potion · horror · body horror · trapped · expansion · fantasy · dark comedy · laboratory setting
The cauldron hissed, emerald fumes coiling toward the ceiling as the witch’s grin widened. You raised the shimmering draught, the taste a sharp mix of sweet and bitter. A satisfied burp escaped the witch as she finished her share, but then, warmth surged. Your stomach swelled rapidly, clothes straining against sudden bulk. She doubled over, inflating with loud, herbal burps. The cottage shrank around your ballooning forms, magic feeding the endless expansion until you both collapsed, massive and trapped, onto the cramped floor.