chapter 5

Raven stood in front of the massive mirror in the bedroom, her hands caressing her pooch gently. It had been a week of nonstop eating and pleasure. Her body was finally catching up.

The barely there pooch was now bigger and rounder, poking out over her waist band stretching it slightly. Another new development was her thighs and arms, soft padding that hadn’t been there before now sat comfortably on her body. Extra meat had blossomed on her rear, making it rounder and easier for Lucifer to grab now that there was more to it.

Earlier that day Lucifer had her step on a scale to see if she had gained any weight. Before she had come to Hell with him she had weighed a measly one-hundred and twenty pounds compared to the now one-hundred and thirty-five pounds after a week of binge eating until she passed out. Daily, Lucifer had forced her to eat to the point where she could only lie there and rub her aching belly.

He would pack tray after tray inside of her, the gluttony causing him to feed her faster and messier. After each meal, he’d carry her to the tub in the bathroom and bathe her naked body. Each night they slept together. During the day Raven had free reign except at meal time when he would feed her, not caring who he did it in front of.

Gluttony was a sin after all.

Raven slowly but surely grew closer to Lucifer. She barely knew the man but so far she had seen nothing but kindness and gentleness.

Of course, he most likely was completely different around others but she didn’t mind or care. She was able to laze about listening to his record collection, many originals from the 80’s and 90’s.

After much pressing, he agreed to teleport her own collection and some belongings that she couldn’t part with, that mainly being her record collection. He’d buy her new clothing daily, each in the same fashion that she wore before. It was all black with red and silver here and there to add some variety. She especially loved fishnet and wanted Lucifer to watch her grow too fat to fit in her pair. Bursting out of her clothes had quickly become a goal of hers.

Giving into gluttony was freeing. Giving into the indulgence of the flesh and stomach excited her. Being freed from the shackles of the mortal realm was a reason for her pure bliss the past week. Raven realized she didn’t need the likes and comments from men she didn’t know. She had a man here who encouraged her to give into her darkest and steamiest desires.

Pulling on a black lace rob that trailed behind her with nothing underneath she decided to go find Lucifer. He liked it when she walked naked through his realm, especially when it was meal time. Lunch was approaching and her stomach growled in anticipation of what was to come.

Raven’s body jiggled ever so slightly as she wound her way through the vast maze of Hell. She passed demons and various creatures that had mortals in tow, most likely recently dead. Those she often saw in the dimly lit halls, their hands and feet chained in the fashion of an inmate in prison. Very few dared to make eye contact as she stopped to let them pass. Fear was already the new normal for them.

Soon enough she found him in the throne room.

The room was large and open to the lava flow on three sides, all behind the massive throne made of bones. Steam rose to the high ceiling, the heat of the lava heating up the cooler air that surrounded the throne room. Long black velvet drapes hung from the high ceiling, the ends tied in red and gold tassels with some in tatters. An expensive red and black Victorian looking couch sat to the left of the throne with a smaller chaise lounge in the same color scheme on the right. A massive old ornate rug of gold, green, red, black, and white covered the dark marble floor of the room; centered perfectly under the sitting area. Torches and candles lit up the dimly lit area since the floor was to wide to let the light from the lava flow beneath light it.

The throne room was a dark gothic painting brought to life and a goth’s dream, Raven’s dream anyways. She admired the gothic romantic things in life, often visiting old gothic churches in Europe when she saved the money.

Lucifer sat on his throne drinking from an ornate glass filled with red wine as he watched a demon whip someone, blood dripping from the open wounds as the man screamed. Like usual, Lucifer wore an elegant black and red suit that perfect fit his lean body, emphasizing his muscles underneath. His pointed ears were pierced, silver jewelry attached to various areas that glittered in the low candlelight.

Devilishly handsome was what described him best.

Raven stood at the edge of the room waiting for him to notice her. She cleared her throat to get his attention. Bright yellow eyes met hers.

Snapping his fingers he dismissed the demon, standing up with his drink in hand, those yellow eyes burning her skin with their hungry gaze. A low seductive growl rumbled in his chest as she approached him, swinging her hips just enough to draw his eyes there.

She loved teasing him.

“You look ravishing, love.” He drained the glass, setting it on a side table next to the couch as she approached.

With a seductive smile she slowly untied the ribbon that held her lace rob closed, revealing her nude body to him. Her large breasts popped out and sagged slightly, little stretch marks glimmering in the candlelight. Raven’s pooch jiggled like a tiny bowl of jello when she stopped a few feet before him.

“Thank you, Lucifer. Thanks to you, I’m going to only be sexier in time. Mmm, just walking will have me out of breath I’ll be so fat for you. Is that what you want, baby?” Her usual singsong voice came out husky as she rubbed her chest and body against Lucifer’s, feeling his growing bulge poke her chub as she did so.

This seemed to turn him on, her teasing. A small tray of fruit and cheese appeared in his hand, presenting the food to Raven.

Hungrily, her belly growled at the sight of the food, her eyes drawn to it. Greedily she took the tray and lied on her side on the couch, her breasts sagging against the velvet fabric as she picked her way through the food, keeping eye contact with Lucifer. Yellow eyes bore into hers as she took her time savoring each grape and each cheese cube. Juice dribbled down her chin and onto her chest leaving stick trails as she ate various colored grapes.

To Lucifer, she looked like a hedonistic goddess. A thick dark haired goddess from one of those old paintings from the Renaissance, a picture of beauty and sweet seduction. He had to bite his lip while he watched her to control himself from ravaging her.

The sound of someone approaching broke him from the trance, his attention being drawn away. He hid his annoyance with the intruder. They were so close to a steamy romp when someone decided to enter unannounced. Soon enough this person would feel his wrath.

“Who DARES enter the throne room unannounced! You knock first, you stupid imbecile!” His voice boomed throughout the room, spittle flying as he unleashed his wrath upon the lowly demon that now cowered beneath him. Lucifer’s wings had snapped open and he now hovered over the cowering demon, his feet now hooves.

He only had hooves when he was furious.

Raven watched from her perch, popping the food in her mouth as she watched her lover scream at the demon whom had entered. She thought he was hot as fuck when he got angry. It was sexy and turned her on.

“I’m sorry, my Lord! I-I apologize! I, uh.”

“GET THE FUCK OUT! NOW!”

“Yes! Yes, my Lord!”

The lowly demon scampered out of the room, his wings fluttered rapidly on his back. Lucifer used his powers to slam the heavy door shut and locked it. He lowered himself to the ground gently before spinning on a heel to storm towards Raven, a cart piled high with food appearing next to the couch.

With a smile Raven tossed the empty tray to the side, the metal clattering against the stones while she lied back. Velvet ties wrapped around her wrists and ankles holding her down on the couch, unable to fight against the restraints as Lucifer pulled up an ottoman to sit in front of her. Holding a donut to her lips, he watched as she took the whole thing in her mouth at once.

“Yes, Lucifer, I’m so hungry. Feed me, baby.” She moaned before he stuffed more food into her mouth.

His yellow eyes brightened as she ate yet another donut whole, her pink tongue licking the chocolate icing from her plump lips. Hunger took over and she was lost in a daze while he continued to feed her.