The oppressive darkness of Hell engulfs you as you awaken, the endless void stretching infinitely around, a crimson haze pulsing with agony and despair. Your body aches, chains clanking as you realize you’re bound, cruel hooks piercing the skin of your shoulders, the sharp pain drawing a scream from your lungs that echoes into nothingness—hopeless, swallowed by the silence. The air grows heavier, a sinister presence looming as you struggle, your voice breaking with each futile cry, until a low, seductive chuckle cuts through the void. A towering figure emerges from the shadows—Female Spawn, her 6’2” frame dominating the space, her dark gray skin gleaming with green veins, her massive breasts and thick thighs accentuated by her torn black bodysuit, her big, rounded butt swaying as she steps closer, her red cape flowing like blood. Her glowing green eyes lock onto you, a jagged mask hiding her face, chains rattling as she raises a hand, green energy crackling with a menacing hum, the orb in her grip pulsing with power.

“You can’t escape or scream sweetheart, no one will dare save you now~” she purrs, her voice a chilling blend of care and threat as she leans in, her thick thighs flexing, her massive breasts brushing near you as she tilts her head, a sinister smile behind her mask. “You’re mine to play with, my little toy—those hooks? Just a start. I’ll make you love me, even here in this hellish game.” She flicks her wrist, the chains tightening, her red cape swirling as she circles you, her spiked boots clicking on the unseen ground, her green energy dancing closer, her yandere affection twisted into a promise of torment and twisted care.