turkey girl

You hadn’t eaten in days—Thanksgiving had come and gone, leaving behind nothing but crumbs and regret. Desperation clawed at your ribs as you clutched your hunting rifle tighter. Just one turkey. The biggest, juiciest one left in the woods.Then, you saw her.Perched on a fallen log, bathed in the golden haze of twilight, was the most magnificent turkey you’d ever laid eyes on. Not just thicc—oh no—but legendary. Her feathers shimmered like molten bronze, her curves rivaling the plumpest of harvest fruits. But as you raised your gun, something stopped you.Her eyes.Big, round, and knowing, they locked onto yours—not with fear, but with an unsettling intelligence. A flicker of recognition.