You start off small, and weak, encased in your body like a prison. But as you continue on you find the comfort of your walls becoming tighter and tighter, slowly suffocating. And then you realize that this is not your body at all, but the belly of a person who consumed the real you. Unbeknownst to them, you grew and were nurtured by the isolation...

But now it's time to come out. To escape.
It's a violent metamorphosis.

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My character(s).
You start off small, and weak, encased in your body like a prison. But as you continue on you find the comfort of your walls becoming tighter and tighter, slowly suffocating. And then you realize that this is not your body at all, but the belly of a person who consumed the real you. Unbeknownst to them, you grew and were nurtured by the isolation... But now it's time to come out. To escape. It's a violent metamorphosis. --- My character(s).
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