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Chapter #5
In some kind of demonic factory, surrounded by ...
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Sophie stared slack-jawed at the landscape before her. At first, she'd mistakenly assumed the pink-and-maroon mountains were like that of Mars, but after staring at them for long enough, she realized they were mountains literally made of strips bacon piled on top of each other! Not even, good-looking bacon, either; it was all cheap, fat-slathered blobs of semi-crunchy grease, but each strip was the size of her arm.
"So", the demoness's voice cooed, "We're gonna make a deal. That's what humans tell stories about, right? Deals with devils?"
Sophie quietly whimpered.
"Eat it all, and you're free. No, wait, better. Eat it all, and I'll make you my demoness of greed!"
"What?!" Sophie managed. "I- I can't-"
The demoness scooped up a handful of the grease-drowned meat and shoved it in Sophie's mouth. "...Can't resist this bacon? No human can. Although, most every other human I've brought here couldn't stomach too much of it. They didn't come out of here very much like the way they came in. Not that they minded."
Sophie moaned, loudly, despite herself. After biting into the meat with a loud crunch, the bacon nearly exploded with grease in her mouth, the warm substance sliding slowly down her throat. Drool lined her black lipstick-smeared lips, and her belly gurgled. It wouldn't take much of this rich stuff to make her feel sick, she thought. "Serves you right for making me so fat with that pork", the demoness said as she wiped drool off Sophie's lips with her thumb.
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