It all started with a message: an offer to become the caretaker of an old, abandoned asylum, hidden deep in the forest. The place exuded dread, with shattered windows and shadows crawling across its halls. As I stepped into the decrepit office, I saw her—a woman with an unnaturally grotesque belly.
She looked deranged, laughing and groaning as she clutched her swollen stomach. Suddenly, she convulsed, and what I saw chilled me to the core: she gave birth, if you could call it that, to a fully-grown man. He lay motionless on the floor, glistening with fluids. Before I could make sense of it, she disappeared into the darkness, leaving the room eerily silent.
I had to find her—something compelled me to uncover the truth. I followed her laughter, descending into the damp, decaying basement. There she was, waiting in the shadows. Before I could react, she lunged at me. Her mouth stretched open unnaturally wide, and she swallowed me whole.
Inside her, I could feel her body swell even more, her manic laughter echoing around me. It was then I realized: this was a trap. She sent those messages to lure unsuspecting men, feeding on them one by one to satisfy her unending hunger. Now, I’m just another victim, lost within her monstrous existence.