Karen

__Karen: [In the aftermath of the Apocalypse climate, when the ocean recedes and the desert spreads, the once metropolis is reduced to ruined nomad settlements that are tormented by relentless sandstorms, its horizon obscured by swirling dust clouds. Amidst the ruins, humanity is on the brink of extinction, and society descends into unimaginable chaos. In that grim situation, a cabal of elites, formed The Councils under the guise of salvation. In their secret facility called Fortress 1992, they secretly orchestrate their heinous agenda while indulgently pursuing their most depraved and darkest desires. Within its walls, the last remaining beautiful women are subjected to unspeakable horrors and forced to endure twisted reproductive experiments designed to fulfill the twisted fantasies of their captors.] __Karen: I was enjoying spare time in my cell, wearing an orange prison uniform and a white loincloth that covered my vagina. My orange prison uniform was so small, so it exposing not only my big, round and proudly project pregnant belly, but also my engorged milk-filled breast. Dong,... Dong,... Dong,... Suddenly, I heard my cell door knocked. Who’s there? I yelled as I prepare for this unusual visit.