[Exclusive] 7DS: Being Pride's Eager Meal: Part 4

Featuring Pride: https://toyhou.se/14037896.pride

Part 4, which is the ending of this series, and the final Patreon-exclusive work for right now. I didn't realize that I forgot to write a poll for this one until it was too late?  I decided to use it to play with some different kinks (sentient fat) and put in some comfort elements that I very much needed; I'm sure others will find value in them as well.  Enjoy.

I will make a formal announcement about this asap, but I do plan to pause the Patreon at the end of March, and use April onwards to primarily focus on my health & well-being.  I just gotta wrap up a few things this month and then we're good for now.  But after Thursday, I have gotten a sign every day that my deeper mind/core self is being affected by Brain Ablaze, which is very bad.  I've already been seeking treatment, but I did call a different health professional as well to schedule an appointment.  I'll keep y'all posted on that.

Alright then.  I will post the public previews of Part 3 & 4 of the story probably tomorrow, barring anything terrible happening.  Hope y'all like it, and I will be back with an update as soon as I can.

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. . .

Darkness.

/Squishy/ darkness. . .  Huh?

You feel yourself in a strange area.  Your body–limbs, eyes, every part you saw as “you”–is mostly absent as you knew it: you’re just some kind of . . . lump?  You still can feel and hear, which is good, and there seems to be two parts to you: a buried interior, where you currently reside, and a plush exterior, on the outside; both are soft but dense.  The darkness around you pulses, revealing itself to also be a collection of mass, much larger than you are.  It’s a strange sensation, this existence, but not one that’s unpleasant or unwelcome. . .

“Ah, I see you’re awake.”  Pride’s voice comes from above, breaking through the blackness as it purrs into your ears.  “Don’t worry, you’re safe.  Take some time to adjust. . .

“There we go,” xe says, as you feel the tension leave your body.  “Just relax.  Now, do you remember our lovely dinner?”You would blush if you could–those words make it all come back to you, and you remember being devoured by your master all too well. . .

“I see that you do,” the Avatar notes, chuckling.  “While you’re part of me, digested down, I can sense what’s going on in that little brain of yours, you know.”

Wait. . . /Part/ of xem?  Does that mean. . .?

“Oh, looks like you’re finally getting it,” the archfiend notices.  “Yes, my dear assistant.  After you fell unconscious within me, I digested your delicious form, reduced it to chyme . . . and now, you’re another part of my beautiful body.  Located on my belly, to be precise.”

You would gasp in surprised delight if you could–shit, you’ve always wanted to be sentient fat for a predator!  And to be that for the devourer of your dreams is just too much. . .

“You’re having quite a good time,” Pride teases, chuckling.  You feel embarrassed, but xe quickly adds, “Don’t be ashamed–I love seeing you enjoy this.  And I only let you come back like this because I knew it was what you would want, after all.

“Why don’t you relax within me, hmm?” the Avatar suggests  “Let me play with my new layer on my stomach, knead you around a bit?  I’ll take care of you, and you don’t have to worry about anything.  We can have a bit of fun together, and afterwards, we’ll rest, then reform your true body.  Alright?”

That sounds exactly what you need right now.  /Yes, my lord/, you think in agreement, remembering what the archfiend said about sensing what’s in your head.

“Fantastic,” Pride gently replies.  “I can’t wait to have fun with you. . . If you need us to slow down or stop, you know the safeword: ‘abrogate’, in case you need to hear it again.  Say it in your head, and I’ll hear it.  Ok?”

/I understand, master/, you tell xim.

“Good.  Now, my secretary, let’s make this interesting. . .”

There is a pause.  You find yourself relaxing in the darkness during this time, just allowing yourself to /be/ with the rest of the mass around you.  This is actually quite comforting. . .

. . . And a moment later, things get better: you feel something trace over the front of you, and quickly realize it’s Pride’s finger.  It skims over the surface of your form, soothingly going back and forth on top of your soft, fleshy exterior.  This only adds to the calmness of the moment, and you feel yourself mentally lean into the touch, letting it lull you. . .

“Like that?” the Avatar asks gently.  “Let me increase your pleasure then.”

Xe introduces another finger, then another, then three, then all five, using them to rub the outside of your form.  The soft, repeated touches, combined with the comforting, cloaking darkness within xem, makes the tension leave your body in ways you haven’t felt in a long time.  Fuck, this is just what you needed. . .

And after that, the archfiend does something a bit different: xe separates xir fingers and brings one on each side of you, giving an extremely gentle /pinch/, squeezing you with the smallest amount of pressure.  But even that is enough to startle you, and make you want more. . .

Pride senses this, and xe says, “I’ll continue, but remember to use the safeword if we need to dial it back.  Understand?”

/Of course, master/, you agree.

“Good, assistant.  Very good.”

And so, xe tightens xir grip–just a little bit at first, but that soon changes.  The gentle pinch turns a little press, then a tighter squeeze, then a firm squash–all strong enough to change the outside of your lumpy form of fat, but not enough to hurt or cause any sort of pain.  And this pleasurable pushing, combined with the comforting blackness, brings you to a state of peaceful ecstasy as you give into this relaxing state of existence, anticipating how Pride will change you next. . .!

Your master continues: xe switches between soft touches and firm grabs, groping xir belly fat this way and that and touching it gently between those efforts.  You let xem touch you everywhere on the exterior of your blobby form, and within the darkness, you finally find a sense of tranquility that you haven’t felt in a long time.

Finally, Pride slows down, removing one finger after the other, and then xe stops altogether, xir hand retreating from you.  You let out a pouty whine in your head–it was just getting really good!  The archdemon chuckles, telling you, “There there, no need to fret.  I’m only stopping because the reformation will kick in soon.”

Sure enough, a wave of tiredness washes over you, and you feel yourself fading–just like your body, your mind sinks deeper into calm darkness, and as you fall unconscious, your master reassuringly whispers,

“See you soon, dear one.  You’ll be back to normal shortly.”

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You blink, opening your eyes, and find yourself staring at an unfamiliar area: a tan ceiling hangs above you, decorated with neat, geometric patterns.  Sitting up, you look around the room and see the office, lounge space, and kitchen at the different corners–ah.  You know where you are now, and as the previous events come back to you, your face turns bright crimson.

“Ah, there you are.”  Pride’s soothing voice comes from behind you, and you hear xem shifting in the bed.  A moment later, xir comforting arms wrap around your form from behind–which would be fnd enough, except you’re completely /naked/ right now. . .!

The Avatar doesn’t seem to notice though.  “Did you have a nice time being my meal, assistant?” xe asks you.  “You seemed to enjoy yourself quite a bit.”

You nod, leaning back and resting your head on your master, feeling xir long hair brush against your cheek.  “I. . . I did,” you admit.  “I’ve been wanting to be your f-food for a long time, so this was nice.”

The archdemon smiles, and gives you a gentle, soft kiss on the back of your head, making you blush a little.  “I’m glad, dear dinner.  I’m very glad.”

There is a pause, and then, your master adds, “You know . . . I saw how much you were enjoying yourself inside of my belly flesh.  Far more than any meal I’ve had before. . .”

Somehow, now that you’re back in hell, and not locked in as a blob of pudge in a dark belly, the whole ordeal seems far, /far/ more embarrassing.  And you thought your face was red before–well, that was nothing compared to this round, and your hands fly up to your face, covering it as you groan anxiously.  “I-I didn’t mean to,” you say, shaking now, trying to defend yourself from the attacks that you feel are sure to come.  “I’m sorry, next time we can just–”

“Shhhhhh.”  Pride gently quiets you, and xir arms squeeze tighter around you.  As xe speaks, xe comforts your quivering body.  “Relax.  It’s as I said before: I loved seeing you enjoy that.  You have nothing to be ashamed of.  Nothing at all.  I promise.”

An overwhelming sense of relief fills your heart, even as doubt threatens to swarm you; the two clash within your soul, and you falter for a moment, unsure what to think until. . .!

. . . Your master leans in, and plants another kiss, this one on your cheek.  Xe lingers there for a while, and when xe parts, xe whispers, “Don’t worry.  I know you just wanted to have a different sort of recreation.  And I enjoyed it too.  Fight those anxieties, because they are lying to you–you have nothing to be ashamed of, because we both had a great time.  Understand?”

Those words are enough to make the doubt retreat.  Your fingers heave your face and you breathe out a happy sigh.  As you bring your hands down to your sides, Pride gently takes each one, wrapping xir clawed fingers around yours.  You smile and lean against xir chest, feeling accepted and wanted for the first time in quite a while.

“Now,” Pride says, smiling.  “We could have some fun this morning, if you would like.  And after that, I’m sure there will be plenty of lovely times after that . . . perhaps involving you in my belly once more, in every sense of the word.

“Would you like that~?”

You smile, gather your courage, and nod.  “I would.  I really would.”

“Excellent.”  The archfiend smiles.  “This is going to be an excellent arrangement, assistant.  Very excellent indeed.”

And thus is the start of a beautiful, bellyful fling with an Avatar of Hell.

A dream come true at long last.