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Angel Food Cake - Nefas
🕑 Added 2021-10-01 04:00:45 +0000 UTCHappy October! It's my pleasure to share one of two pics I did for the Inflated Egos zine this past March! I'd give you the skinny but I could also give you the kinky blurb I wrote for it so WE'RE DOING THAT
<cw: a vicious demon, and a bit of her gas>
Typically, the trudge back from the break room to her desk is a trial in its own right, but today, Nefas in accounting is facing pressure not only from the judging glances of her peers, but from within. She idly traces new space made between the buttons of her blouse by her bloating belly - something she had with lunch is disputing her claim to digestion.
She waddles, in so dignified a manner as she can, into the elevator, hunched forward ever so slightly to downplay what's happening to her previously trim midriff. As soon as its doors shut and afford her solitude, Nefas relaxes. Unfortunately, that was all the permission her lunch needed to fuss anew, and a surge of gas bursts the top button of her blouse with a deep, bubbly groan.
As more and more of her scarlet skin bares from between split seams and popped buttons, she retraces her gastric steps. "Goddamnit," she hisses, stifling a burp, "what did it? Couldn't have been the sandwitch or the yogurt-sothoth. Wait, boss brought in that weird cake. Don't tell me..."
She remembers that single bite she snuck. Soft, airy sweetness, the berries, the whipped cream... surely the boss didn't realize she'd picked up an--
"Angel food cake." Nefas winces and passes gas unceremoniously, blushing at the thought of anyone seeing - or hearing - her like this. No demon would deliberately taste it. Everyone knows what that does to even the most proud and powerful succubi, right? If Calimat got her bakery order mixed up, they might have to renovate whatever floor she eats it on after she deflates. "Incredible."
