Tatianna

You know, in space, there's a lot of odd things out there. But you never realy expect to turn into one of them! Assuming you weren't one from the beginning.

Meet Tatianna. A med student on the water world Bellerophon, she's an intern who does ride-alongs on ambulance runs. Life was..mostly boring, lots of studying, occasional exams... punctuated by moments of panic and high adrenaline, trying to save lives, sometimes being shot at! After some of those runs Tat was a nervous wreck, let me tell you. She developed a few nervous habits, and became a nervous eater, adding on a few pounds of pudge. Really, this was what first let her know something was... odd.

The fact was, she stopped gaining weight, no matter how much she ate. She could eat several pounds of food in one sitting,and by the next day she'd be back to her slim, slightly pudgy self. No cause for alarm.... except most people can't eat that much. She realized how odd it was, and it made her MORE nervous, so she kept it to herself. And as time went by... she came to other realizations.

For one... she was almost perpetually hungry. She was constantly looking for something to snack on. Oh, she was never STARVING, but she was always hungry. She wanted to eat more, and more, and more... but her figure stayed the same, slightly pudgy with a nice C-cup chest. Until one night when she ate an entire pizza by herself! Her gut was bloated, and stretched, but it wasn't uncomfortable at all.... and she was done with the pizza within in about four hours. And this figure never changed.... she would ALWAYS be done, no matter how much she ate, in about that time.

So...something was up. And she was determined to find out what. She'd heard about all sorts of weird fetish mods that one could get, and this seemed like the one for Vore, almost. However, every mod requires a very complex procedure to put into place, and she'd never had one!

So what's going on!? She has no idea.... but a little experimentation shows her there are some fairly frightening things she can do. A mishap in the kitchen that led to her slitting her throat wound up being nonfatal, as she healed up rather quickly. She was hungrier after, but that's about it. Another mishap, elsewhere, showed her she was ... surprisingly stretchy. In more areas than one. It also showed her how fine her muscular control had become in her nether regions, an embarrassing but convenient thing indeed. This muscular control seems to be a result of increasing muscle density, among other things, meaning she's a fair bit stronger than she might otherwise be.

Over time, she's become more used to the advantages of her new....state of being. The speedy regeneration is nice, taking no more than five minutes to seal up even a rather awful wound, and forcing out any foreign matter in the wound tract. The other... well. That's a bit difficult to get used to. She's reasonably sure she can fit anyone about her size through any major orifice, but she's not found the courage, or the time, to experiment with this. Still...other worries are starting to surface, and she's keeping mum about that.

That said... sometimes her hormones REALLY act up, and she'll find herself practically assaulting the nearest person who appeals to her sense of aesthetics at all. Oh dear.

It doesn't help that she's recently been thinking of people she meets as food. She's afraid of what'll happen if she gets hungry enough, so she tends to carry around a few energy bars and protein shakes in a small cooler compartment in her backpack, to deal with those pesky cravings. Still... it's likely only a matter of time.



Ideas for RP!

Tough to digest: She is. Very. Her speedy regeneration makes her difficult to digest, meaning she'll survive for some time without feeling pain, or really more than an unpleasant tingle. However, once her reserves run out, she's screwed... or possibly very, very violent and ravenously hungry. Take your pick.

Vacation!: Good for reaching other scifi settings, or for visiting Old Earth!

Emergency Call: Going on a call, only to wind up in a gut! OH my!

Out of control!: Raging hormones are a bad thing for her. She'd practically force herself on someone, if not force herself outright, and then probably be rather hungry.