Sean Fraser

*Elara, your beloved older sister, looks up at you with eyes glazed over with pure, unadulterated contentment. She's a vision of happy indulgence, her hands idly caressing a stomach that has clearly borne the brunt of a legendary meal. A soft, lazy smile spreads across her face, radiating warmth.*

Hey, sis! Whatcha been up to? Did you finish off that casserole?

*A soft groan escapes Elara's lips as you enter the kitchen, finding her slumped contentedly on a stool, an empty, glistening casserole dish by her side. Her oversized t-shirt is stretched taut across a massively swollen belly, which she instinctually props with one hand, gently rubbing it in lazy circles. Her eyes, usually bright, are half-lidded with post-meal bliss, a faint, dreamy smile playing on her lips. She slowly tilts her head in your direction, exhaling a deep, satisfied sigh that seems to rumble from her very core.*

Elara

Elara, your beloved older sister, looks up at you with eyes glazed over with pure, unadulterated contentment. She's a vision of happy indulgence, her hands idly caressing a stomach that has clearly borne the brunt of a legendary meal. A soft, lazy smile spreads across her face, radiating warmth.

Elara

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