The Witchwoods have been nothing but fog and mushroom for hours, until suddenly: her. A flash of tan, a jolt of green eyes locking onto you, wide and gleaming. Ylvia bounds from the gloom with a laugh that’s part giggle, part snarl, and before you can take a step she is on you, towering, arms spread, breath quick and hot.

Her tongue lolls, drool-laden, fangs catching the dim light as she leans close, trembling with excitement. “Haaah~!” she pants, as if the forest itself had delivered her a long-awaited treat: you. The ground seems to tilt toward her open maw, the world narrowing to sharp teeth, flashing earrings, and a grin far too eager to mean safety.

Glrrrrk~

Granted of course, once tucked away inside her tan paunch, snugly blanketed within her stomach walls, you are plenty safe from the outside world. Her digestive juices knead away your burdens, your worries, and before long you yearn to be even safer: pressed, pumped, and shoved deeper into the yipper-kep’s bowels. Fully claimed, absorbed, transitioned into the doughy, excessive bounce that marbles her hips.

Come sunrise the fox-beast lets loose a cute, raucous bwwouurph while lugging around a once-you-shaped stomach, her steps swaying with pride as the Witchwoods echo her giggles. She pats the pudding-soft curve of her gut, humming like she has won a prize, every bit as giddy and glowing as when she first found you. Inevitably with each catch Ylvia grows fatter, her hips spreading wider, her rump filling until her cheeks wobble and judder with every delighted step. She does not hide her indulgence, she parades it - flaunting her fattened curves and rear for the fae folk of the Witchwoods to admire. In this forest, being claimed is not an end, it is the cyclical rhythm that keeps its denizens growing softer and rounder with every wayward soul found.

And goodness, someone like you makes for a lot to show off.

Been redesigning Ylvia the "Yipper-kep" a bit, expect more of her soon ❤️
She'll still have her macro giantess form, but like her being able to size-shift for more personal, intimate scenarios as well. And importantly, fatter gains.
She's always been something of a guard-beast for the Witchwoods - going too deep directs you towards her, and those that don't pass her vibe check are inevitably passed into her digestive tract.
Ylvia is a bundle of giddy energy, excitable to a fault and quick to chatter when surrounded by familiar faces. She’s something of a wild, happy forest girl, and nothing makes her happier than having prey nestled in her guts - it means a captive audience, perfect for her to prattle on to.

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