The dryad sighs, tugging the vines over her plump rear as she finishes eating.

Huff~

Ungh... UUUORPH

Her gut groans with the noises of strained digestion, she's been eating awfully lately.

You can tell she's been gaining weight, the way her cinnamon-colored skinrolls sag over the pinching of the vines she wears as skimpy clothes tell you as much, the cellulite and stretchmarks all over her body obviously suggest her weight gain was expedited with unnatural speed...

Hmph, If you have time to stare, then you have time to cleanse corruption.

She glances at you over her shoulder, a dissapointed glare directed towards you.