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A Demon's Regret


I woke up feeling rejuvenated, satiated, and virile! I stretched languidly, my eyes barely open, enjoying the smell of (Y/N) and the sound of her regular breathing, paired against the backdrop of her slumbering heart rate.

Ah! I felt the familiar insistent, morning pressure in my loins. Generally, I would gently nudge my ladies, to make them aware of it, as an offering, to see if they were interested. But (Y/N) was so different… Would she be offended? Did she prefer to sleep?

As if on cue, I heard her heart speed up as she approached wakefulness, and I felt emboldened. Nervously, I went to press my erection against (Y/N)’s backside, when the unspeakable happened!

My corpulent, bloated stomach hit her back and rump first! Horrified at my newfound obesity, I screamed in abject terror, tearing the sheets away to gape at my pendulous belly!

By the Heavens above us, (Y/N) had made me incredibly portly! I screamed again, running my fingers over the stretch marks in revulsion! “No! No!”

I saw (Y/N) was looking at me, muddled and startled. “Pits, do not look at me, mistress, I beg you on my knees-“ I immediately rose to my knees on the mattress, covering myself to my eyes with the sheet, afraid of a double chin, “-please, please, do not look at me! I am hideous and unworthy, I’m so sorry!”

Ashamed, I started bawling like a suckling, only making matters worse! I quickly dove entirely under the sheet, holding it tightly around me, so (Y/N) could not see my disgraceful state.

“Andy, please, what’s wrong? You have a cute, little tummy! I love it, let me rub it for luck!” I stopped wailing, if only because that was not a reaction I could have foreseen. What in all the dominions was she on about? Rub a fleshy mound for providence?

Suspicious, I popped just my head out, continuing to hide the rest. “My lady, how can adipose tissue bring good fortune? I have heard of Buddha’s abdomen being associated with certain…“ I trailed off.

(Y/N) was making a face of feminine disapproval, the kind that brooked no further argument. I sighed. I made a circular opening over my stomach with the sheets, with the intent of permitting her abdominal petting. (Y/N) sniffed at me before snatching the entire sheet away and tossing it on the floor, leaving me bare before her! “(Y/N)-“

She scowled at me. “-Enough of your ego, Andy! Give me your tum-tum!”

My what? But as I sat there, mourning my formerly perfect skin, (Y/N) started merrily grunting and humming to herself as she rubbed a circle around… My belly button? You know, why did I have one of those, anyway? Did it mean something…

(Y/N) distracted me with a sweet peck on the cheek. “I will start lotioning your tummy, and you won’t get stretch marks, you’ll see! You’re still the most handsome man in the universe!”

The universe? I grinned, satisfied. I caught the hand (Y/N) wasn’t using to try and sway the fates via fondling of my belly. “Once you have collected enough good fortune, I would prefer to return to my customary shape, if it would not irk you too greatly?”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes and shook her head. “Excellent, my most enchanting blossom. You see, I am a vain man. Yes, arrogant; narcissistic, even. I like to maintain control, especially over my appearance.”

I paused, fiddling with the sheet using my tail. “Apparently, you are such an incredible meal…” I hesitated.

I couldn’t just say, ‘-passively absorbing the typical grief I’ve generated while I’m with you is going to kill me if I don’t shed the excess, this isn’t sustainable.’ What could I say?

I had a nagging troubled feeling, a feeling I’d had many hundreds of years before, but failed to heed. It had turned out to be the wrong decision. Still, I didn’t know how to explain my disgusting countenance to (Y/N). I decided to try telling her everything, for a change.

I took (Y/N)’s hand more firmly. I looked at it closely for just a moment. It was much smaller than mine, and warmer, with the diminutive, delicate, thin fingernails of humans. I looked her in the eye. “I know that you are aware I am a demon, that you suspect I benefit from what happens, eh, after.”

I looked at her thumb, the feeling of disquiet growing, but pushing me forwards. “You are right. The anguish of women is much stronger and feeds my kind beyond what happiness can accomplish.” I felt (Y/N) tense, but she said nothing, didn’t move.

I frowned, feeling many strange emotions rapidly, and intensely. The only thing I remained certain of was that I had to finish my bizarre confession. “What is happening to me is that I am overfed. My body cannot handle the profound strength of your pleasure while absorbing the passive misery that is constantly coming my way-“

(Y/N) finished my sentence for me, her face tight and drawn. “-from your other lovers, that you have left, heartbroken?”

I nodded, feeling abruptly slightly nauseated. “Yes.”


Uh-oh! Chubby Andy-man!


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