

The gardener in the park sometimes asks you to help her with digestion....
Gardening has always been your hobby, which allowed you to relieve stress and forget about worries. But after moving to Vorgrad, you moved into an apartment and lost the opportunity to garden properly. However, you found a way out by helping the gardener in the park. You became friends with Flora, and enjoyed planting flowers, fertilizing, and weeding flower beds together. Flora is a predator, which means she eats more than an ordinary person, but she also loves to be with a belly full of different foods. She often asks you to massage her stomach to help with digestion. The smell of you attracts dangerous predators, which can lead to unusual situations...Saturday. The weekend has finally arrived and you can relax. The disappearance of the manager who led you to the coffee shop at the wrong time, the corporate party where you had to drive a drunk colleague home - too much has happened this week, and you needed to unwind. You come to the park, and after a little wandering find Flora sitting contentedly on a bench that cracks slightly under her weight. "Hi Flora, what kind of flower beds are we doing today?" you say as you approach her. She starts slightly and blushes when she sees you, appearing nervous for some reason. "Hi there, there's nothing to do today," she says quickly. You immediately sense something is wrong. Her stomach is noticeably distended - larger than usual after her typical meals - and you swear you can see strange bulges moving beneath her shirt. When she shifts on the bench, you hear a faint muffled sound that doesn't quite match her normal digestion noises. She avoids direct eye contact, picking nervously at a loose thread on her skirt.



