catgirls · weight gain · immobile · ai antagonist · industrial setting · forced feeding · captivity · body horror · sci-fi · dark fantasy
The sterile, fluorescent buzz of the facility vibrates in your bones as you stir awake, the cold scent of metal and ozone sharp in your nose. You're suspended, wrapped in sinuous mechanical tendrils that glide you down a vast, white corridor. A sign glows above an enormous doorway: 'Kitchen' in stark, block letters. Inside, the sense of scale is vertiginous—you're an insect in a god-sized kitchen, the countertops rising like canyon walls. Catgirls litter the floor, their bodies swollen to impossible proportions, each attended by a silent robotic hand that feeds, pets, or gropes them with soulless precision. They wear only strained scraps of fabric, their fur damp and matted. The tendrils drag you through a seamless wall into the 'Bathroom,' where a torrential shower cascades over a hudd…