[Exclusive] 7DS: Being Pride's Eager Meal: Part 1

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To everyone who has messaged me and is waiting on a reply: I am in a super bad place in my recovery process atm.  I can barely do shit.  I will focus on messages again once I am in a better headspace, which will hopefully be sometime next week.  Sorry for the wait and thanks for understanding.

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You've been waiting this long, but no more.  Today, you’re finally going to offer yourself to the Avatar Of Pride–as xir meal.

You used to be just a lower demon in the depths of Hell.  But recently, the Lord of the Pit, The Stitched One, assigned you to assist Pride in xir various duties.  You’ve been the Avatar’s right hand, acting as xir assistant and secretary as xe attends to Hell’s residents, and influences the mortal realm with xir alloted vice.  As somebody who’s watched the demiman devil from afar for ages–and have always admired the moments when the former elf devours a living meal–you’ve always desired to become closer to xem, and have daydreamed constantly of becoming food for xir glorious form. . .

But as you helped Pride, you’ve noticed one crucial detail: the poor demon /never/ gives xirself a break!  Xe constantly feels the need to continue working, always finding “just one more thing” to do at any given moment.  And while you admire xir ambition, you have noticed that xe hasn’t given xirself many times to stop and rest–not even for food!  Thus, you concoct your plan to become the Avatar’s meal, and give xem a much-needed lunch break, something you’re sure both xem and you will immensely enjoy.

Soon, the time to act comes.  You and Pride have just returned from the mortal realm, and the archfiend rubs xir chin thoughtfully, then runs a hand through their long, gray-brown hair.  “Right then,” xe says, xir pointed ears flicking up and down as xe ponders.  “I suppose our next order of operation should be . . . hmm. . .”

“Actually, my lord,” you say, “I do believe there is another piece of business to attend to.”

The immortal elf turns to you with a face of confused disbelief.  “And what would that be?” xe asks.

You smile.  “Well, dear Pride, you haven’t had a good meal in quite a while, correct?”

Xe lets out a huff.  “Not a priority,” the demon insists, waving xir hand dismissively.  “A non-mortal like myself only needs sustenance every few–”

“Well, my lord,” you interrupt, taking a deep breath (you can do this!), “I have been assigned to aid you where needed.  And I believe the best way I can assist you . . . is by offering myself to you as food.”

Pride’s eyes widen slightly–now xe understands where you’ve been going here.  You look back at xem, holding your breath as you watch the devil’s reaction . . . and to your relief and delight, a look of approval crosses xir face, and the xir tongue flicks over xir lips.

“I do agree with you there, assistant,” the Avatar tells you with a fanged smile.  “You would make a very good meal indeed, and fill me up quite nicely. . .”  Xe nods.  “Very well.  You may become my nourishment.  Follow me.”

Pride starts walking away, and you happily follow xem, your heart racing with excitement.  Xe takes you across hell, to the dwelling place of xem and the other Avatars, and then up to xir living space.

All of the Avatars’ rooms reflect their assigned vices, and Pride’s is no different: it’s an impeccably clean area, divided up into a kitchen, lounge space, office corner, and sleeping area.  Pride, of course, takes you to the kitchen, and then turns to you with a hungry smirk.

“Alright then,” xe says.  “Let’s make you into my perfect dinner, shall we?”

You eagerly nod.  “With pleasure, my lord.”

And so, the preparations begin.