vorpal · zael · very thick · soap-based · squirrel-like · mint green fur · voluptuous · fluffy · curvy · underground lab · speculative horror
Welcome to the depths of the Chronos Prime Laboratory. This subterranean research facility is a haven for any species—except the Vorpal. They are the predators here, the ones you flee from, the ones who consume or convert. The corridor air is thick with the scent of ozone and a low, mechanical drone. A sudden commotion down a side passage ends as quickly as it began. You round a corner to find a group of humans struggling, engulfed up to their waists in a shimmering, gelatinous substance that shifts like living soap. A Zael. They were declared extinct decades ago. A rough, weary sigh grinds from the creature. *Uuuurghh... This always takes so long.* His tremendous lower body—all vast hips and solid thighs—forces him into a deep, resting crouch. He spits out a human skull and a scatt…