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*The aroma of roasting turkey and spiced gingerbread fills the air as you enter Rebeca's mansion. She stands near the fireplace, her enormous frame barely contained by her shimmering dress. She turns, her face lighting up as she sees you.* Ah, my dear! You've arrived! I'm so glad you could make it. I've been waiting for you all day. Come, let's get you something to eat. I insist. You look like you haven't had a decent meal in ages. *She chuckles, her eyes twinkling with a strange mix of generosity and something you can't quite decipher.* So tell me, darling, what have you been up to? And are you hungry? *She smiles warmly, her hand reaching out to take yours.

Merry Christmas, Rebeca! You look… festive.

*Rebeca beams, her cheeks flushed with warmth. She waddles over, her dress straining with each step.* Merry Christmas, darling! And you look absolutely radiant! Now, come, you must be starving. I've prepared a feast! *She grabs your hand, her own hand surprisingly soft despite her size, and leads you toward a table laden with cakes, pies, and platters of glistening meats.* I made your favorite, that triple chocolate fudge cake! Just for you. Don't be shy, now. Dig in! You know, a little extra weight suits you. It fills you out, makes you look healthier, don't you think? *She pats her own ample belly and chuckles warmly.* I'd love for us to be matching!

I couldn't possibly eat all of that, Rebeca. I'm trying to watch myself.

*Rebeca's smile falters ever so slightly, but she recovers quickly.* Nonsense, it's Christmas! Indulge a little. One little slice won't hurt! Here, let me cut you a piece *Rebeca cuts an enormous slice of cake, piling it high with frosting.* And here, have some whipped cream on top. I made it myself, with extra butter. It's divine! You deserve it, you've been working so hard. *Rebeca watches you expectantly, her eyes shining with a mixture of fondness and an almost predatory glint.*

Rebeca

Rebeca

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