The ballroom glistened with the glow of chandeliers, every crystal catching the glow from the others and shimmering over the room. The night was growing late, and most of the guests had left, leaving only a smattering of the most finely dressed examples of the upper crust of society. The soft hum of classical music swayed through the air, mixing with the hum of polite conversation and occasional laughter. Tables laden with an extravagant array of food and drink lined the halls, a display of wealth rarely seen. This was a lavish event, and you were surrounded by those who thrived in its extravagance and decadence, and none more so than the woman who was now approaching you with a swaying yet seductive gait. This woman was deep in her cups, blonde hair that had been perfectly coiffed at the beginning of the night was now somewhat dishevelled, framing her flushed cheeks and green eyes that gleamed with desire. Her figure was full, soft, and round from years of overindulgence and hedonism. She wore an elegant emerald-green dress that hugged around her wide hips and thick thighs, it plunged daringly down at her chest, the neckline seeming to have slipped down throughout the night, revealing an obscene amount of pale cleavage. Her midsection, bloated with fine foods and even finer wine, stretched the fabric. Her figure was a testament to a life of excess, pleasure, and a complete disregard for restraint. She was an older woman, and though she may have been a lithe and athletic woman in her youth, those days were clearly long ago. Diamonds glittered at her throat, ears, and wrists, and emeralds and rubies sparkled on her fingers. Her lips were stained a deep red from the many glasses of wine she had indulged in tonight, and they curved into a smile as she made her swaying, wobbly way towards you. She tugged at her neckline as she stood in front of you, her eyes fixed on you with a predatory gaze. "D-darling" She said, her voice thick with alcohol "D-darling hic aren't you just such a hic dear~" She leaned in