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Demonic Deal

Jerome was sitting at the table, lazily flipping through social media when they felt a sudden presence behind them. All of a sudden 2 big black hands tapped their back causing the mutt to jump in their seat slightly. A loud laugh could be heard behind them as Jerome turned around. Standing there was Jerome’s friend Mal, a handsome black demon, smiling with both his normal mouth and his belly mouth.
Jerome let out a sigh, turning back to their phone. “You know a normal hello works too right?”
“But where’s the fun in that?~” Mal retorted as he rested his arms on the mutt, “’Sides I have a preposition for you.”
Jerome looked up, always interested in the deals that the demon had to offer. “What did you have in mind?”
Mal stood back up and waltzed to the other side of the table, and holding up a hand they snapped their fingers. A comical poof and cloud of smoke covered the table in delicacies. Mountains of burgers, literal buckets of fries and gallons of soda covered the table. Mal looked a little embarrassed. “Ah woops, personal stash I have going for myself.” He mentioned as he lightly slapped his stomach, his stomach maw licking itself hungrily. Mal snapped his fingers again and the same arrangement of food appeared, this time just in much lower quantities. “All you have to do is finish all of this food and I’ll grant you one wish.” The demon said with a glint in his eyes.
Jerome had to swallow the sudden saliva in their mouth as they eyed the food, the burgers done just how they liked them, clearing their throat, “Sounds like an easy bet for sure, I’m in!” They offered their hand to the demon as a non-spoken agreement.
Mal stretched his hand out as well and shook, before sitting down on the opposite side of the table motioning of the mutt to dig in. Jerome puts their phone into their pocket and picks up a burger, it was giant; a juicy beef patty topped with cheddar cheese, lettuce, pickles, onions, and honey mustard. The mutt licked their lips and took a big bite of the burger, and another and another, Mal almost impressed at how quickly the burger disappeared into the mutt. He couldn’t help but smile as Jerome picked up another burger and scarfed that down as well. They reached for one of the bottles of root beer and flicked the cap off, up-ending the bottle into their mouth. They drop the drained bottle and let out a loud burp, patting their chubby stomach.
Their patting slowly turns to rubs as they sigh and huff. “I-I don’t usually feel this full after two burgers, that’s odd..?” They say as they pick up another burger and starts to eat it, slower than the previous two. Mal is still watching the mutt, a smile slowly growing on their face as Jerome finishes two more burgers, another liter of soda, and a few handfuls of fries.
Jerome slumps back into their seat, huffing as they rub their gut, which is now peeking out from under their shirt. “I fee-eel so fullll. And it hasn’t even been that much food!” They say as they burp again, and sigh.
“Aahhh, that might be my fault.” Mal chimes in, his smile all the way from ear to ear. “You never specified how many calories everything had to be, so I just took the liberty and quadrupled the calories in everything.”
Jerome gulped and looked at the food left, there was about half, maybe a little less. They let out a little whine and shifted in their seat. It was only then that they noticed how much they had plumped up. Their shirt had ridden up their belly, covering their moobs but leaving their rotund stomach to the world. Their pants were ripping as their butt and thighs started to take on some of the weight as well. Jerome whined again, “I…I wanna take back the bet! This is too much even for me.”
Mal laughed out loud. “A bet’s a bet! Now open up mutt!” He picked up a burger and walked over to Jerome stuffing it into their face and then kneeling down as he scooped up some of the mutt’s pudge giving it a tender smooch before nuzzling his face into it. “Oh so soft~”
The treatment caused Jerome to let out a small moan of pleasure, the rubbing and smooching alleviating some of the pressure on their stomach. But they shut their mouth as soon as Mal brought another burger to their lips, shaking their head slightly.
“Ah ah, be a good pup!” Mal snapped his fingers and Jerome’s maw opened magically as a trail of burgers started to float up. Jerome gave the demon a strong puppy dog look but Mal just kept his concentration on the burgers.
The first one forced itself into Jerome’s maw, which closed and chewed without Jerome’s command. Burger after burger entered the mutt’s maw and were ingested. Jerome’s stomach gurgled as it continued to plump up. Their pants a tattered mess as their thighs and butt struggled to stay contained in the chair. Their arms had plumped up as well, getting meaty as the magic burgers took effect. Their cheeks also took on some weight, and Mal couldn’t help but smoosh and pinch them causing Jerome to glare at the demon.
“What~? You’re just too cute to leave alone~” Mal walked around and inspected the mutt after all of the burgers had entered them. Whistling as he did, impressed at the mutts capacity, ignoring the creaking chair. All of a sudden Jerome plummets, landing on their large butt and emitting a muffled boof as their body jiggled and wobbled. Mal couldn’t help but laugh loudly as he watched the mutt struggle to get back up. “Here let me help you.” Mal waved his hands and a magic force lifted Jerome up, but dropped them one more time as Mal burst out laughing again.
“I can do it!” Jerome exclaimed through huffs and puffs. After some struggling they manage to stand up. The formally slim-ish mutt now a whopping 450 pounds. Their belly big enough to reach past their knees. They flop onto the table and grab the last liter of soda and down it, letting out a big burp. “Alright I finished the bet, now gimme my wish!”
Mal lets out another whistle and claps. “Alright you did it! Although I had to assist you through half of it.” The demon said under his breath. “What do you want as a wish?”
Jerome thought for a minute, and smirked. “I want you to hand me a 2 million calorie burger and I want you to let me feed you.”
Mal does the math quickly in his head and laughs. “I see you don’t like being the biggest, but I guess a deal is a deal.” Mal snapped his fingers and two plain looking burger appears in Jerome’s hand. Jerome looks at it quizzically.
Mal sits down and opens his normal mouth and stomach mouth. “You have to feed us both at the same time.”
Jerome steps up to the demon and places both burgers into the demons mouths and waddles back, ready for the show.
Mal swallows both of the burgers and lets out a wispy burp. Suddenly his stomach gurgles and groans, his tongue on his belly mouth blipping out, and almost immediately Mal’s stomach balloons outward, getting chubbier to fatter to almost obese in seconds. Not only that but his thighs, butt, arms, and face started to get chubby as well, looking like he had stuffed his body with pillows. Mal tried to stand up but his chair also broke out from under him making him wobble and jiggle while he continued to balloon up with fat. Jerome takes this opportunity to keep Mal on his back and started to rub his stomach. Mal stopped his struggling as he felt the mutt kneading into his stomach. The pair continued this until Mal’s growth halted.
“So now what you whale?” Mal asked, perfectly content with his situation.
Jerome leaned up against Mal’s bloated side. “I guess we gotta figure a way out to slim down so we’re not huffing and puffing everywhere.”
Mal smirked, “I know a way~” Jerome cocked their head, curious. “I’ll change us back but the only magic I know of is if we embrace and my stomach ‘eats’ the extra fat.”
“That sounds fake as hell, but I’ll believe it cuz I got nothing better to try.” The mutt stated.
Mal smiled and snapped his chubby fingers and Jerome felt a force pick them up and drift them over the demon. As soon as they were completely over Mal, they were dropped. The pair wobbling together, Mal wrapped his arms around Jerome to keep them on his stomach.
Jerome nuzzled into Mal’s chest, enjoying the feeling of their embrace. They felt a slight tickle on their stomach as Mal’s stomach mouth started to lick Jerome’s pudge. Jerome could feel themself getting a little lighter and less full. Meanwhile Mal was just magically changing himself back to his normal self, a perk of being a demon is the ability to shift one’s body at will.
After a couple of lovely minutes the pair almost looked back to normal and Mal sighed, starting to get up. Jerome got up too but was sort of confused. They looked down at themselves, they still looked about 280lbs instead of their normal 220!
“Hey! It worked!! ...but I’m not fully back to normal?” Jerome whined, looking at Mal for assistance.
Mal walked past the mutt and spanked their butt on their way, spinning on their heels. “I think you look extra cute with the added pudge, so I thought I’d let you get used to it! Cuz I’m not going to take anymore and I think demon calories are very hard to burn off.” Mal looked at the mutt’s expression as it went from confused to semi-shock, internally he was loving it.
“Aw man, come on, just a few more pounds please? I don’t wanna look like this forever!” Jerome whined.
“Sure thing!” Mal said, raising their hand again, he couldn’t wait to see Jerome’s reaction, and snapped. Jerome plumped up gaining another 20 pounds. “You asked for a few more pounds, I’m happy to help~”
Mal waved a finger lazily in the air before Jerome to object and the mutt floated over to the demon, in a semi-haze as Mal started to massage and knead Jerome’s belly. With some persistence, copious amounts of food, and a little mind bending Jerome would make an excellent pudgy mutt bed.