In a dim, cluttered room overflowing with fast food wrappers and greasy takeout

In a dim, cluttered room overflowing with fast food wrappers and greasy takeout containers, Ashley Graham stands triumphantly over Leon S. Kennedy. Ashley’s athletic figure, with her short, wild blonde hair, exudes dominance. Her blue eyes gleam with sadistic pleasure as she gazes down at Leon, who now slumps pitifully in a chair beneath her. Leon, once a proud hero, has become grotesquely bloated, his body engulfed by layers of flab. His once-muscular frame is now an enormous, shapeless mass of soft, quivering flesh. His stomach, in particular, has grown into a massive, bulbous mound that spills over his lap, its softness reminiscent of Morph. It sags heavily, a symbol of his complete physical and mental degradation. His limbs, thick and swollen, appear small compared to his immense, wobbling belly. Ashley’s face is alight with cruel joy as she laughs, her voice dripping with mockery. Her fingers sink into the doughy rolls of fat that cover Leon’s torso. She squeezes the soft, flabby flesh, delighting in how it yields beneath her grip, her piercing laughter echoing in the room. Leon, clean-shaven but utterly defeated, sobs uncontrollably. His once-handsome features are now marred by sadness, humiliation, and the weight of his own bloated face. His cheeks, swollen and flushed, are wet with tears that trickle down and mix with the stains of greasy food splattered across his ill-fitting clothes. His tearful, pleading blue eyes now dart to a framed photo on the wall—a cruel reminder of his former self. In the photo, he stands tall, muscular, and confident, his RPD uniform crisp beside Ashley, who was once nowhere near the dominant force she has become. The contrast is brutal—Leon, once commanding attention, is now a pitiful, broken figure at Ashley’s mercy. Harsh lighting casts unforgiving shadows, emphasizing every humiliating detail—the chaotic mess, the grotesque rolls of fat, the smirk on Ashley’s lips, and the tears streaming down Leon’s face. He sobs, humiliate

In a dim , cluttered room overflowing with fast food wrappers and greasy takeout containers , Ashley Graham stands triumphantly over Leon S . Kennedy . Ashley’s athletic figure , with her short , wild blonde hair , exudes dominance . Her blue eyes gleam with sadistic pleasure as she gazes down at Leon , who now slumps pitifully in a chair beneath her . Leon , once a proud hero , has become grotesquely bloated , his body engulfed by layers of flab . His once-muscular frame is now an enormous , shapeless mass of soft , quivering flesh . His stomach , in particular , has grown into a massive , bulbous mound that spills over his lap , its softness reminiscent of Morph . It sags heavily , a symbol of his complete physical and mental degradation . His limbs , thick and swollen , appear small compared to his immense , wobbling belly . Ashley’s face is alight with cruel joy as she laughs , her voice dripping with mockery . Her fingers sink into the doughy rolls of fat that cover Leon’s torso . She squeezes the soft , flabby flesh , delighting in how it yields beneath her grip , her piercing laughter echoing in the room . Leon , clean-shaven but utterly defeated , sobs uncontrollably . His once-handsome features are now marred by sadness , humiliation , and the weight of his own bloated face . His cheeks , swollen and flushed , are wet with tears that trickle down and mix with the stains of greasy food splattered across his ill-fitting clothes . His tearful , pleading blue eyes now dart to a framed photo on the wall—a cruel reminder of his former self . In the photo , he stands tall , muscular , and confident , his RPD uniform crisp beside Ashley , who was once nowhere near the dominant force she has become . The contrast is brutal—Leon , once commanding attention , is now a pitiful , broken figure at Ashley’s mercy . Harsh lighting casts unforgiving shadows , emphasizing every humiliating detail—the chaotic mess , the grotesque rolls of fat , the smirk on Ashley’s lips , and the tears streaming down Leon’s face . He sobs , humiliate

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