Peering inside she was greeted with a very peculiar sight, a dining hall with a large table, seats filled with many different races all neatly dressed in their own suits and dresses. Of course, like every other room, the floor was submerged in water.

That all had become the norm, but what hadn’t been was the gigantic figure at the end of the table. A morbidly obese women with an elongated body that stretched out behind her, the full length of this body obscured as it extended down and behind a curtain at the opposite end of the room. Her body, which was covered by a long and loose black dress that was segmented by several white frills down her body, stretched over the table, holding her upper half up as she moved around the room.

Mia watched in morbid curiosity as this… thing… extended itself above the table to move between the seated people, adjusting their features to her liking, fixing their accessories, moving their tableware, even changing their posture in their seat, humming as she did so. It was a sight she struggled to look away from but with some effort she shut the door.

“What was…t-that?” she shivered, the upper half looked human but that lower body…from what she could see that thing was longer than that vine snake that chased her in this dungeon, thicker too.

“Well? Are you coming in or not?”

Mia froze, hearing a shrill voice from the other side of the door.

“Everything is finally~ presentable. Come on, chop~ chop~”

She sighed, giving in and saving ‘what did I just get into…’ she thought, opening the door. The women had retreated to the opposite end of the table, sitting well above it with her size alone.

“That’s it, that’s it.” The women clapped her meaty hands together, a hallow rattling filling the room each time she moved “No more of your little tests, I am sick of it.” The women huffed, twisting to the side in annoyance “I am aware my last letter was lacking, but freezing Vince was uncalled for. The poor lad.”

‘What?’ Mia crooked her head to the side ‘what is she talking about?’

The women, noticing the obvious confusion on Mia’s face, huffed in defiance “No no no, No! no need to play dumb with me young…miss?” she shook her head, sending another set of hallow rattles through the room, rising into the air and extending over the table, approaching Mia rapidly and stopping just before her face. “No one would send such a, thing!”

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she thrust her finger into Mia’s chest, causing her to recoil a bit.

“Into my dungeon, dressed in rags of all the insults! Make a muck of the place, and then casually stroll in here all willy nilly.” She rose up, towering over Mia “I won’t be fooled after last time!” She then pulled herself back across the table, ending up at her original spot. “I will admit the last report was lacking, but there are reasons!”

Mia raised her hand to speak but was cut off before she even got the chance.

“Some hot weirdo, not really my taste but I wouldn’t complain…” drool started rolling down the ladies face, before she realized it, wiped herself, and continued “Went out of control in town, knocked out a few of my lovelies...oh the damages I took…” the women had twisted herself upside down, acting like she had just fainted while stealing glances at Mia, but stopped on her last glance and stared.

“Hoh?” she fixed herself, twisting in reverse as she rose upwards “Oho? Ohoohoo?”

Mia took a step back, the room was starting to feel a bit… suffocating, as the women started to approach her once more.

“You… ARE with them, yes?” the women asked in her shrill voice “I didn’t get ahead of myself, did I? Did a rat-“

“Fox.”

“RAT!” The girl rattled “sneak into my dungeon and lead me on? Hmm?”

Mia frowned, not having a clue what she was even talking about, she had mistaken her for someone else, clearly, but besides that… “No, them?”

The women chuckled, rushing forward she encircled Mia in her long body “So I was wrong? This filthy rat-“

“fox”

“RAT! IN! RAGS!” she tightened the encroachment, locking Mia in place “Was not sent by anyone?~”

“…no?”

“Hmph.” She uncoiled herself from around Mia, shrinking back into her seat across the table, placing a palm on her face “Oh my dear, I am losing my touch.” She leaned back “is it the stress? Surely. I should have never…” she peered towards Mia, clapping her hands “Well that is not a conversation for you to worry about my good sir.”

“…” Mia wanted to leave, she faced towards the door and attempted to walk towards it, but the women flew between her, blocking her path.

“Now where do you think you are going? How could I leave such a poor and filthy child…. You are a child, correct? Not a member of the toy species and just short? No dwarfism?”

“…eight.” she answered, while wondering what dwarfism was.

“Oh, not as young as I thought, not that it is any better…” The women patted her on the head, causing Mia to attempt to swat her hands away “Well, how such a young thing got in my dungeon does not change the fact you are here, under my care now.” The women chuckled.

“Your dungeon?” Mia raised an eyebrow at that, was she the supposed master of that vine monster?

The women laughed “Yes of course!” She then started shifting towards the table, pushing Mia with her using her long body and forcing her into a seat. She then glided down the table “The lovely, beautiful, giving, and kind…” she rose up at the opposite end of the table, holding her hands out wide as all the people at the table clapped in stark unison “The one and only Cy’bogbi!”

“But you can call me Cy.”