Commission by EternalJonathan

The former princess of the Seafoam Isles is justifiably unhappy that her entire life has been turned upside down. Cursed to waddle about the archipelago and underwater wilds of her kingdom out of fear that her own subjects will slay her to avenge her. When she’s not eating, sleeping, or wallowing in her sorrows, she’s waddling like a bloated penguin down the windy and cloudy beaches of whichever island she’s chosen to take refuge. On these walks, feeling her massive body wobble and shake the earth, she can’t help but to contemplate what happened. Here she was. Young, beautiful, royalty, just days from getting married to a charming and handsome prince. One spiked drink of water later, her fit and lithe body swelled and bloated, her voice replaced by snarls and roars as she remembered calling out for help and begging for her own body to stop through uncontrollable burps, her disciplined appetite was now out of control, her immense belly craving raw meats that made her feel sick. Loretta was living a nightmare. Trapped inside of the very monster she had nightmare about as a child, with little to no hope of going back to normal. All she wished for now was for a magic practitioner to swoop in and change her back, or to eat too many fish and be put out of her misery through an explosive end. On top of it all, she just wanted a warm bed to sleep on. Each and every night she’d endured this, she’d cried herself to sleep in caves, wanting her comfy mattress and blankets.

Even with all of this, she still had hope to keep her going. Hope that she’d find something to change her back, or someone who wouldn’t run away scared, anything to get her home without being hung as a trophy in her own castle…now where was that incessant music coming from?