You weren’t expecting a delivery, but when someone shows up with a free cake you don’t ask any questions. You cut a slice, put it on a plate, and take a bite. It is the best cake you have ever tasted. You quickly finish the slice and go back for seconds, only this time you don’t bother cutting a slice. Taking bite after bite directly from the cake, you don’t even notice that the cake starts to regenerate.
After an hour of taking bite after bite it occurs to you that you should be finished by now, but the cake looks like you’ve barely touched it. You, on the other hand, look a bit different: your belly is now big and round, poking out from your shirt. This should alarm you, but the only thing on your mind was that cake. You continue eating, first with the fork, then just grabbing handfuls. And after every bite, the cake returns to its original state. This goes on for hours, and your stomach gets bigger and rounder.
The doorbell rings again, bringing you out of your daze. The cake platter is finally empty. You toddle over, your clothes straining and tearing from your newfound girth. It’s the delivery man who brought the cake, only now he has horns and a pointy tail. He offers you more cake (unlimited cake!), on one condition. Desperate for more, you agree.
It’s not so bad, spending eternity trapped in the same room. You’ve got all you need: every kind of cake imaginable. Day-in & day-out you stuff your face, growing fatter and fatter. You don’t even mind the crowds of demons gawking at you, the main attraction of the Seven Deadly Sins exhibit. Gotta give them what they came to see: Gluttony
: -0 holy fuck anon! I would be honored to be fattened and pampered for the sake of entertainment and education~ how nice of the demons to choose me~!
