chapter 4

He wanted to associate food with pleasure so that each stuffing would leave her submissive to him. Raven’s submission was what he craved, along with watching her pale flesh grow before his eyes; her gluttony reforming her body.

Raven ate willingly as she chewed her way through each pastry that passed her lips, smearing chocolate and other creams on her ample chest. Crumbs fell between her breasts from the cakes that Lucifer fed her. Soon enough her belly grew sore and painful. She moaned in pain as he continued to feed her more sweets from the remaining tray.

Breathing was becoming laborious the more she ate. Her belly was screaming to stop but she couldn’t, she needed to push herself so she could become beautiful in Lucifer’s eyes.

This was a blessing.

No other human had become Lucifer’s mistress.

She had to keep him happy, which in turn made her happy. Pleasing the Dark Lord made her happy.

Submission to him was easy.

Just being by his side brought out a side of Raven that she had oppressed for so many years. At last, she could indulge in her darkest fantasies without judgement.

Deep within she was a glutton and loved food. Behind the pretty perfect face she liked to portray on Instagram was a woman who held tight to the false notions of beauty that had been driven into her as a child thanks to her mom.

Society dictated that she be thin with no meat on her body but, now she could toss that away and be more than a doll-like object.

Raven hadn’t touched her phone in days, no thanks to Lucifer keeping her occupied. She had decided that her new life was much more meaningful than being famous on an app. Right in front of her was an adoring fan, Lucifer. Her dark little heart was happy that she had been the one to find the spell book at the antique store.

She wouldn’t be in Lucifer’s bed being stuffed like a teddy bear with food if she hadn’t.

Eventually, she finished the last bit of food he was feeding her; a caramel apple covered in sprinkles. Her childhood favorite! The Dark Lord seemed to know exactly what she liked and what she had wanted but stayed away from.

Lucifer wanted her to grow fat. Growing fat was what she would do for him.

“That’s good, my lovely Raven. Your pale flesh will stretch and soft. Let me run your belly. I stuffed you well.” His warm hands rubbed her sore belly gently, kneading her pooch.

Moaning and groaning, Raven loved the feeling of his hands on her tight skin. Deep within her guts bubbled. She was stuffed to the brim, feeling heavy in her belly.

“Lucifer, that feels really nice.” Opening her eyes she watched him give her a belly rub, her swollen pooch sticking up more than she remembered. Looking to her right beside the bed she saw a cart with empty trays full of crumbs and the remains of what now sat in her full belly.

“URRP!” Raven burped loudly, covering her mouth sluggishly afterwards. She apologized but Lucifer dismissed her and kept to his task.

She burped a few more times as she started to relax, the belly rub helping her drift into a food coma. Slowly but surely she fell asleep.

Lucifer continued to rub Raven’s belly, watching her eyes flutter close. Smiling in triumph he stood up and covered her naked body with the thick velvet blanket. His mistress wouldn’t be left prime for just anyone to feast their eyes on her.

He was surprised at how easily she gave in. The young goth had to have had some deeply buried desires that she hadn’t acknowledged. This, of course, was a success for him. Raven was going to be three-hundred pounds before he knew it if they kept this up. Feeding her by hand and pleasuring her at the same time made her docile.

Raven had signed her body and soul to him. She wanted to be controlled. Dominated, even. For someone who had such an edgy exterior, she sure had a submissive streak within.



The next day Raven woke to a strawberry being pushed into her mouth. She chewed it out of habit before opening her eyes.

Lucifer’s eyes glowed yellow in the low light of the room, mischief dancing in them. He was up to no good and she wondered what was going on until she remembered the events of yesterday.

Raven was supposed to grow fat for him.

She must’ve fallen asleep after her heavy meal. The feeling of being full wasn’t there anymore but she felt like she would soon given how much food was piled high on the tray next to the bed. Rising a few feet in the air, the food pile towered.

“Ah, good morning my sweet. Today will be a long day for you, I’m afraid. We must feed you as much as possible.” She swallowed the donut as he rubbed her pooch, it having grown bigger overnight. Surveying her body she saw little bits of extra flesh that hadn’t been there before.

“Good morning, lover. I really enjoyed yesterday.” She smiled, her lips meeting his softly.

He licked some strawberry juice that dribbled down her chin, “I’m glad. You’re practically glowing today, darling. You’ve already begun to thicken for me. I’m pleased.”

Raven sat up, leaning against the headboard to paw at her swollen belly. It stuck out more than it ever had before. Her skin was soft as it had been before with no traces of stretch marks.

She wondered what it would look like after a few weeks of being stuffed at every meal. Would it be a huge ball of flesh that sat on tree trunk thighs like she had seen on “BBW” women on PornHub? Would her pale skin be riddled with stretch marks? Would she have an apron? There were too many questions that raced through her head at the possibilities.

“Raven, my love.”

He had never used that word before. Her eyes met his as he fed her a large slice of cake, stuffing it into her mouth and almost choking her. Since she couldn’t speak while she chewed, she cocked her head to the side instead.

“Do not worry. You will still be beautiful in my eyes. It turns me on when you give into gluttony. My love, fret not.” He pushed a strand of her dark hair out of her face, Raven still working on the cake.

They held hands while he fed her like last night, repeating the progress of stuffing her to the brim. Slowly but surely her belly bloated even more, starting to feel the strain of being full.

After the last bite they both made sweet and slow love like never before. Every inch of her body was attended to and nothing was left untouched by his burning touch. Never before had Lucifer really been so gentle and attentive. If she still had a soul it would be glowing within her chest.

“I love you, Lucifer.” She muttered as she fell asleep after a second heavy meal, this one full of meat and cheeses.

That time she cuddled against him as he held her in his arms, their bodies entwined beneath the sheets.