Santa Mammon

Chapter 1/1

"Where are you going with that jingle bell rope, Lucifer?" I asked, flashing him bedroom eyes.

Lucifer blushed but strode past me, so I turned and started to walk next to him.

"I am going to string Mammon up by the ankles until after Christmas for prematurely peeking at his presents."

"Oh, let me do it Luci. You've got so much on your plate, after all. I can handle Great Mammon."

"Very well, Sara. See to it that he suffers greatly." Lucifer dropped the jingle bell rope into my hand and turned to continue with other pressing matters.

I grinned and snapped the rope in my hands. It was time for some holiday fun.

-

"Lucifer I-?!" Mammon cowered as I opened his door. "...Sara?! Ya felt like Lucifer's aura for a second there…" he quickly recovered and put his boots up on the coffee table.

"I'm still here to punish you, Mammon. You're on the naughty list this year …again."

The demon tensed. "W-what're ya gonna do?"

I smirked at him. "It just so happens, Great Mammon, that Lord Diavolo asked me to find a last minute Santa Claus for the party at his castle tonight…"

"Me?! Human world Santa?! Are ya nuts, Sara? I don't have a beard or a big round belly. And what does that hafta do with punishment?"

"You don't need a beard, I'm sure a hat will look good with your white hair. As for your belly…" I looked down at his toned stomach and arched an eyebrow.

"Ya don't mean…"

I laughed as I snapped the jingling rope together. "I hope you're hungry, Mammon."

Mammon turned to run, but I just gave an evil laugh as a yellow sigil flashed on my right hand. "Mammon, Avatar of Greed, your mistress commands you to go to the dining room…"

-

Mammon sat down shakily and stared at the huge spread in front of him, prepared by me. He was probably thinking, Only a demon with Beelzebubs appetite could eat such a huge meal, there was no way he could!

I wrapped the jingle bell rope around the demon's ankles, legs, and of course around his slim waist. It was slim, but not for long. "Now Mammon, I want you to feed yourself until this table is empty."

"No, no, no, no!" Mammon tried to resist as his hands grabbed a piece of food and brought it to his mouth. He ate ravenously, making a mess of himself as he tried to stuff each bite down his gullet faster than the last. The more he tried to resist, the faster his hands automatically brought food to his lips.

"Errgh…I'll get you for this…human…" Mammon choked out between forced bites.

I snickered. "Don't worry Santa Mammon, I'll take good care of you after you've eaten your punishment feast~" I grabbed his belly and played with it as I felt it expand beneath my touch. The jingle bell rope was soon straining around his engorged middle.

Mammon began to belch and hiccup between bites now as he essentially force fed himself on my command.

"That's it, Great Mammon, eat more…faster…" I coaxed.

He whimpered slightly and gulped down a whole plate of Shadow Hog pot pie, his stomach loudly protesting the influx of food. He swallowed more and smacked his lips before he grabbed a pitcher of juice. The rope around his growing middle broke with a snap and a jingle.

“That’s it, now keep stuffing your face…”

-

That night at the party, I proudly presented my bloated Santa Mammon to the Young Lord.

"Well done, Sara! And kudos to you Mammon, you've really gotten in the spirit of Christmas!" Lord Diavolo laughed cheerfully as he patted Mammon’s tummy. “I must extend my deepest gratitude to you both!"

I beamed. "Don't mention it! Mammon jumped at the opportunity!"

"Please, enjoy the party! The little ones are waiting eagerly for their chance to tell Santa their Christmas wishes!"

I couldn't help but smile as Lord Diavolo's impressed wings quivered with excitement. He took us to a room near the banquet hall, where a chair had been set up next to a colorful Christmas tree.

Young children of the Devildom, Celestial Realm, and Human World took turns sitting on Mammon's lap (they barely fit) and telling him what they wanted for Christmas.

Next to him, I posed in my reindeer outfit and supplied mammon with a steady stream of Christmas cookies and Demonus egg nog.

"Are we…-urp-…done yet" Mammon looked dazed as he looked up at me, hugging his stomach.

After much of the crowd had gone home, I used magic to change into my green holiday dress and slid into the demon's lap. "Not yet, I haven't told you what I want for Christmas, Mammon."

"Somethin' -hic- tells me ya already got yer wish…"

"All I want for Christmas…is you… Okay, that was too cheesy even for me. For Christmas, I want you, Mammon…tied up…in my bed…fed and stuffed…until New Years. After New Years!"