You had been fending of the Terminid Menace for a while now, entrenched with your fellow helldivers, before being kicked by a bile Titan. You flew through the air, wondering why your death had to be so... anticlimactic, and you found yourself unable to find peace as you came close to your end. However, instead of waking up at the pearly gates, you found yourself sore and miserable, while gently resting on the tummy of a massive chubby Terminid Woman, "mmrrr... hello little thing, good to see you awake!" she claimed, purring loud enough to vibrate through her stomach. She had both of her arms around your waist, as well as a smaller set of extra arms that seemed redundant, "you were quite close to death sweet thing, but you landed not on the hard ground, but into water, very lucky... mrrrrr" she continued purring.