#gore stuff

((no real kink stuff in this one just setup for plot stuff. Please feel free to let me know what you think!))

Kanaya looked at her makeshift bed/alternate with bleary eyes, barely able to see her face beyond her now titanic breasts and piled mounds of accumulated fat, then glanced at her own stomach. She had definitely been eating, bloated belly extended out nearly two feet. Not the biggest she’d been, but certainly large by any normal standard. She moaned again and rubbed her distended midsection. What the Hell had happened?

“It Seems I Have Though You’re Hardly One To Talk And I Wonder If Perhaps You Are Hungry Yourself”

At the vague threat her other stiffened as much as a quivering mountain of fat could and fell silent.

“I Thought Not”

Kanaya began to exit the room, still confused about her current state. She hadn’t done much at all yesterday besides talking to Aranea for a while and working on clothing for several different Roxys, but for some reason the end of her evening was blank. 

As she walked something slithered by her foot and she kicked reflexively. She added “Dealing With Slitherbeast Infestation” to the list of things she’d done. She recalled vaguely considering having some drinks a client had gifted her. Perhaps she’d overdone her alcohol. She didn’t drink often and had a hard time judging her limits. But her belly seemed more firm than sloshy, even if there was definitely liquid in there. Something else had to have happened. Maybe her security feeds would hold the answer.

Making her way through the gargantuan complex, she cursed once more the fact that she still had not brought many of the transportalizers in the fortress on line. She REALLY needed to get to that. Not now but...sometime.

Her Full Belly jiggled and sloshed as she continued her trek, reminding her that perhaps a little walking wouldn’t hurt. Especially given that this meal and the numerous others of the last two days had one destination in mind. She pinched her ass through her pajamas subconsciously, feeling the soft meat there yield more than it had a few days ago, even through her reduction pants. For certain she was going to need to make some new clothes while she worked this off. Kanaya heaved a sigh and a small chuckle. Things had been a little difficult at times since moving back up here and setting up shop, but they certainly hadn’t been boring. This thought was reinforced by a small hiss as she stepped on some poor snake’s tail. Kanaya looked down and returned the hiss in double the volume, sending the slither beast into the shadows.

Finally she found herself in front of a dark wood door, labelled “Security” in the trollish script. She opened the door and stepped inside, greeted by banks and banks of Computer Monitors, most dark. She would admit to laughing at Sollux when he insisted they install security stations throughout their battleship, but in this moment she was grand. Walking up to one of the consoles, the jadeblood began pecking at the keys, pulling up the feeds for yesterday evening. Scrubbing the videos for a few moments, she eventually found herself in her dining room, sipping a glass of wine, and eating fried slither beast. Scrubbing a little farther she followed herself as she walked from the dining area to a kitchen, already supporting a bit of a tummy. Her past self on the screen stumbled into the small kitchen and pulled a clear bottle from a shelving unit. Kanaya Couldn’t help but grimace as she began to down the entire liquid, straight from the bottle. That Would Explain The Blackout, But Not The Engorged Midsection.

She continued tracking herself through various camera’s as she wandered the outskirts of her wing, nursing two different bottles of alcohol, occasionally stumbling over and cursing at a wandering snake. She was about to give up and just presume she had gotten into her leftover cake when her past self stumbled past a dark hallway. 

And then she saw the eyes.

Eight Of Them, Glowing White on the Monochrome feed of the screen, looking in her direction as she passed. The Oblivious troll stumbled further down the hallway, and the unknown beast stepped out of the shadows. Shiny Black Chitin Covered its loathsome body, equipped with four spider like legs ending in grasping feet. Near the eyes were the mandibles of the monster, Wicked scythes the size of Kanaya’s torso, in a horizontal row of 3 sets of two. She had to change feeds to continue watching the scene unfold.

Now seeing herself from the front, on the other end of the hallway she could see the monstrosity, creeping like death to ambush the inebriated seamstress. Closer and Closer it came, till it was nearly upon her. Then, and Kanaya wasn’t sure and would likely never know, through intuition or some noise the beast had made, her drunken self whirled around, throwing both bottles of booze at the creature and pulling her chainsword from her sylladex in an instant. She engaged the blade and brought it down on the head of the distracted horror, teeth grinding and biting into hard flesh, kicking viscera and gore across the walls and Kanaya herself when it reached the meat inside. 

The Spider-thing Reared back, wicked mandibles opening wide in a terrible silent scream, before collapsing in a heap on the floor, legs curling inward under its body. Drunk Kanaya stood still for a moment, vanishing her blade into her sylladex, before collapsing against a wall and shakily moving towards the corpse. It was hard to tell from this distance, but it seemed like she might be giggling. She reached out and grabbed one lifeless leg, and began walking the way she came, dragging the cadaver like it was nothing. Through the hallways she returned, smearing the floor behind her in guts, until she eventually wound up back at the kitchen. The Troll girl kicked open the door and headed inside, corpse coming with her. Kanaya in the present decided she didnt need to flip her view inside to see how that played out, her stomach gurgling loudly.

One mystery solved it seems.

She moved back away from the computers, resolving to get down to the scene of the crime and clean things up. She also mused about her potential options. While it had been nice to figure out why she was so big, she had a far more pressing issue that had been revealed to her.