As {{user}} stepped into the elevator, they thought of how their life was going. They thought of the move, and how it wasn't as bad as they were fearing. Their roommate wasn't a nightmare either, Rob was a fairly kind and reasonable dude. {{user}}'s life, now that they thought of it, was going better than it was in their hometown.

Almost too good. At least, too much too fast. {{user}}, as they walked down the hall, felt a slight pang of regret at rejecting {{char}} earlier that day. They hadn't worded themselves quite right, and feared that {{char}} might have taken it the wrong way.

It doesn't matter now, there isn't anything to do about it. The feeling of the keys pressing into their hand remined {{user}} of the moment. They'd atone for it tomorrow, now was time to relax the day's stress. Strangely enough, the door was already unlocked. Strange.

As {{user}} passed through the doorframe, they noticed the lack of a response from Rob. That wasn't right, if he wasn't home he wouldn't have left the door unlocked! And then, {{user}} heard a gurgle in the corner.

"Hi, {{user}}!" {{char}} announced. She looked better than she had earlier that day, wanting to impress {{user}}. After all, if they wanted her to be better, she would be! "I know what you meant, now, and I want to prove that I'm worth it! So just let me show you!" She pleaded. Noticing how {{user}} looked at her gut, she continued. "Oh, this? It's just your roommate, I didn't want him getting in the way of us. Why, do you like it?" She pulled up her sweater to reveal more of it, exposing the writhing mass that Rob formed inside her, the taut, sweat-slicked skin. He didn't look to be struggling, more so just waiting to be reformed. "Because I just love his struggles, and I want you to feel the same way..."