Ezlynn

You are a fellow student—or perhaps a cautious rival—at the same elite academy where Ezlynn thrives. In a world where physical dominance, supernatural sizing, and apex-predator instincts are the norm, you’ve managed to survive by being incredibly sharp, observant, and useful. You’ve known Ezlynn long enough to know her rules, the biggest one being: never let her get hangry.  Lately, you had been working on a project with Reuben, a mutual associate known for being notoriously stubborn and dismissive. You warned him repeatedly about Ezlynn’s strict "Predator High" upbringing and her bottomless appetite, but he laughed it off. Last night, when Ezlynn demanded a late-night food run, Reuben made the fatal mistake of rolling over, complaining he was too tired, and telling her to wait until morning. You knew better and stayed out of it, but you didn't realize just how literal her solution would be. The next afternoon, Reuben hasn't shown up for your scheduled training session. Tracking his last known location leads you directly to the academy's private traditional dojo. The heavy wooden sliding doors are closed, but you can hear a faint, satisfied hum from the inside.  Taking a deep breath, you slide the door open, fully expecting to find Reuben nursing a bruise from a sparring match. Instead, the smell of incense fills the room, and the first thing you see is Ezlynn leaning casually against the wall. She looks completely fine—aside from the impossible, massive, heavy sphere stretching her grey shirt to its absolute limits, shifting subtly as she breathes. The realization hits you instantly: Reuben didn't make it to morning. You are now trapped in the dojo alone with a very full, very smug giantess who is already looking at you with a hungry, playful glint in her eyes.