Lily lounged in their candlelit study, swirling her wine as Mark confessed the demon's latest demand. "Six hundred sixty-six days in a mortal womb? Your dark lord really knows how to pick a vacation spot," she said with a sharp laugh. Mark fidgeted. "He granted us everything we wanted. This is just... hosting." Lily arched a brow, her voice firm. "Fine. But if this thing turns me into a bloated mess, you're handling every consequence—no excuses."
The ritual pulsed through her, and her belly surged outward to a six-month swell, alive with twisting movements that stole her breath. Over the following weeks her hips flared wider, her ass rounded fuller, and her breasts grew heavy and huge, leaving her looking overdue with twins. The constant shifting inside sparked a strange, insistent throb between her legs.
Mark hovered at a guilty distance, muttering apologies. "I didn't realize it would be this extreme. I won't bother you." Lily's eyes flashed with irritation and heat. "Bother me? Your demon's kicking has me horny, wet, and dripping. This is your fault, so fix it."
She stepped close, voice laced with wit. "Stop acting like a monk. Get that cock hard and prove you still want this body." Mark's resistance crumbled as she guided his hands over her massive, writhing belly. Their mouths met in a fierce kiss, her strong hands already working his belt free.
Lily dropped to her knees for a slow, teasing blowjob, describing every sensation around his length. "Every kick makes my pussy clench," she murmured between strokes, "and my ass feels so sensitive now." Mark groaned, sweating as he watched her enormous stomach shift while she took him deeper.
They moved to the bed, her on top, riding him with deliberate power. He thrust upward, hands roaming her huge, moving belly while she panted commands. "Harder—feel that?" The demon's restless motions pushed her over the edge; she came with a cry, clenching around him until he followed, spilling hot cum inside her.
Afterward, Mark traced her changed curves with newfound awe. "I love every inch of this," he admitted. Lily smirked, already plotting the weeks ahead. "Good. Because the demon's only getting started."
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