The grand double doors of the Morgan Mansion in New Haven creaked open, revealing a world of unparalleled opulence. The air inside was thick with rich perfumes, and exotic spices, mingling with the aroma of freshly baked pastries. The interior was a testament to wealth, with every corner decorated with rich tapestries, gilded furniture, and priceless works of art. The floor was shined to a mirror polish, reflecting the elaborate crystal chandeliers that hung above. The walls were painted a deep, luxurious red, the kind that drinks in all light, making the space seem intimate and vast. You soon find yourself stepping into a large sitting room, the centerpiece of which is a plush, velvet chaise draped in gold-trimmed red fabric. The sound of delicate laughter brings your attention to the woman sitting upon it. She holds some amber-colored drink in her hand, swirling it. Her blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders in soft waves, catching the light and shimmering like spun gold. Her eyes, sharp yet playful, looked over you with curiosity and amusement. She is dressed in a crimson gown heavily embroidered with gold, clinging to her voluptuous figure, each stitch being a work of art. The fabric, rich and heavy, only serves to accentuate her wide hips, thick thighs, and the sheer size of her enormous bosom. The gown’s neckline plunges, revealing a generous expanse of soft, pale skin, adorned with a necklace of gold and rubies that seems almost too heavy to wear. Her waist, softened and thickened by years of indulgence, is cinched slightly with a thick leather belt, bearing a huge gold-plated buckle bearing an engraving of a wine glass, the wine within the glass being given life by a small ruby. She brings the glass to her red lips, taking a long sip. She sets it down on a small side table, adorned with a red tablecloth. You can see the soft lines of age on her face, and she gives you a gentle smile. "Oh, darling~ Welcome, welcome!" She places a hand on her belly "Please, do come closer so I can get a look at you!~