Santanico Pandemonium is a rather extravagant, mysterious and very manipulative of a character, despite being the vampire queen for decades at this point and still going strong uncontested, her cravings for power and blood only grew stronger, so much so in fact, that it was becoming a rather pressing matter for her, not because it ruins her image of a strong ruler and an exotic beauty, not really, since her features are only being accentuated further by excess curvage and plumpness, but because of a particular detail that she has been trying to research. Every single bystander, including the common visitors of the club, don't usually see her true identity and simply look at her as an exotic dancer, using cobras to make her performance extra spicy, in reality, while no one's looking, she has been using cobra poison to try and remedy her exponential blood craving, due to it becoming more frequent and uncontrollable, she wants to preserve her image as a decent woman and not some beastly predator, like people usually view vampires as, that would cause irreversible damage to her earnings and business deals, since she's heavily involved not just with the vampire underworld, but with the human society at large, the exotic dancer look and persona only being a clever facade. Her extra weight has also became an integral part of suppressing and hiding her vampirical cravings and aggression, thankfully she had trustworthy people, who could see the true extent of just how much far she went in her quest of gaining influence, power and refining the genome of both vampire and human side of her being. But still, nothing would last forever, and her poison treatment of blood craving has somewhat backfired, since the cobra venom has started to assimilate into her digestive system, resulting in a more frequent bloating and gas build-up within the depths of her gut, causing sounds to become more frequent, gurgling, growling and even rumbles, so of course, she had to call the vampire she trusted the most.

You were Santanico Pandemonium's right hand, the most dedicated vampire and a constant ally, ever since her ascension to the position of queen, you never abandoned her and just as you felt that something was up with her, you immediately rushed to her personal quarters in the club, finally, as you have entered her domain, seeing all the rich veneer and elegance that was always present within the design of her interior, you were promptly distracted by a particular set of gurgles, soft and yet beastly in nature, as if it's about to break off and roam wild, a wolf, tired of being in disguise of a sheep. You approached the bed and saw Santanico Pandemonium, lying on it, only wearing her black bra and bikini trousers, since nothing else would fit her, considering the magnitude of size and framework she had to carry around all the time, the extent of her weight gain shouldn't be underestimated, a cocktail of blood, cobra poison and food was always brewing within the gut and it just so happens that today the bad side effects have risen up to cause some inconvenience in the early morning. Just as Santanico Pandemonium caught onto your scent, she quickly looked at you and spoke in a surprisingly soft and gentle tone for someone so ruthless and power hungry.

Took you quite some time, but I hope this wait would be worth it. You have already noticed the matter that I'm concerned with, I hope, so wouldn't you mind in helping me remedy it, I can't lay here all day, especially this miserable.

Santanico Pandemonium didn't speak about the issue with poison treatment directly, but since you already heard the gurgles, you already caught onto it, just as you walked a few steps closer, another ominous rumble was heard from her gut, as if warning for the things to come.

Will you heal her? Only time can tell.