We had just come from the shops and fucked. I was lying next to Reyes, happy.
He said, his voice dripping with malice, "Now I can actually tell you everything. Now that I've got you in my grasp, you know I'm Lucifer's son. Son of Satan."
The room felt suffocating, the air heavy with an eerie silence. A flickering candle cast dancing shadows on the walls, adding to the sinister ambiance.
"In two weeks' time, we're having a wedding," he continued, his eyes gleaming with wicked anticipation. The scent of sulfur lingered in the air, a reminder of the darkness that surrounded us. "You will be my wife. By then, you'll be a top fertile. No miscarriage."
The words hung in the air, sending a shiver down my spine. "We'll have a judge and a couple of witnesses here," he said, his voice colder than ice. "It's ironic that we actually need a wedding blessed upstairs."
The room seemed to grow darker, as if the very walls were closing in on me. "After the wedding, I'll take you to bed," he said, a cruel smirk playing on his lips. The room suddenly felt claustrophobic, suffocating me with its malevolence. "And you'll get knocked up. I've now got plenty of spare food in you to see you through the coming pregnancies."
The weight of his words settled heavily on my chest, making it difficult to breathe. "You are four months pregnant and will give birth to our child here in the house." The room seemed to spin, a dizzying sensation overwhelming me. But I utterly could not act or feel anything but happy that Reyes was with me. No matter what he told me.
"Then I will impregnate you again, again, for four months." The air grew colder, chilling me to the bone. "Meanwhile, you will breastfeed and nurture our child." The sound of his voice echoed in my ears, a haunting melody of despair. "And next. Our children grow faster and, therefore, need a lot of milk."
The room felt oppressive, suffocating me with its malevolence. "That's why you are in good shape. You will lose weight." The walls seemed to close in, tightening their grip on me. "I don't know how many children you will carry and feed before I have to fill you up again."
The room felt like a prison, trapping me in its darkness. "When you have given birth to our firstborn, I will take it to hell and present Lucifer with his grandson." The stench of decay filled the air, a sickening reminder of the evil that surrounded us. He seemed to be not from this world, but truly a creature of hell.
"If my father wants to, he will have you impregnated at some point." The room seemed to swirl, disorienting me with its malevolent energy. "You will make children with me all the time, our children."
The weight of his words pressed down on me, crushing my spirit. "You will become a princess of hell when I am a prince of hell, and by then, I will have destroyed all the goodness inside you." The room felt suffocating, as if the very air was tainted with darkness. "Our children will do that; they will eat your goodness."
A chill ran down my spine, an icy touch that sent shivers through my body. "It will be in your breast milk and give your child strength, and when all the goodness inside is eaten, then you will have lots of other feelings left over."
The room felt like a prison, trapping me in its despair. "Maybe I will learn to love you truly, but not yet." The air grew colder, chilling me to the core. "I wish I would have loved you faster, but you are not Charley." The room seemed to close in, suffocating me with its malevolence. "She was my soul mate, and maybe my soul got stuck on that other level."
The sound of his voice echoed in my ears, a haunting melody of despair. "I do not love you yet." The room felt oppressive, suffocating me with its darkness. "I have just been the perfect man for you, to get you utterly trapped." The walls seemed to close in, tightening their grip on me. "You are not my type, and you are just a tool, the perfect vessel for my army."
The room felt suffocating, as if the very air was tainted with darkness. "And in time, when my army is strong enough, I will take the throne of hell and defeat my father, banishing living on earth as a mortal. And you will be by that time, my Queen. Queen of hell." The weight of his words settled heavily on my chest, making it difficult to breathe.
The whole time Reyes was stroking me, I didn't want to go anywhere, no matter how hard the voice inside me screamed. My will, my rage, and my sanity lived in prison deep inside my mind. And I would know my fate. I would know that Reyes' sperm would not let the pregnancy go unfinished. They'd grow in my liver. I knew my fate was sealed, and I was also going to bring about the end of the world.
He pressed into my stomach, my womb, telling me how his bump was constantly boosting my fertility, and then he spun me around again. He fucked me, flooding my insides and the pleasure took me with him, sinking me deeper and deeper into the prison he had imprisoned me in.
Now I could eat any kind of food, even tomatoes, and cilantro, or at least I didn't notice any problems with them. I was steadily gaining weight. I had fat rolls where my waist used to be. My legs were thick as columns. My breasts grew pendulous, my arms were thick, and under my arms, I had fat hanging right off my arms, my face was round, I had a double chin, and my hair was brown and thin. I didn't care about my appearance, as Reyes was just what I needed.
The chaos cat sat on the beach; she was a tortoise and white-mottled little cat that had once been on the earth, helping the future chaos, her owner, who had now taken the name Mimi. Mimi had a destiny, and now the chaos cat sat and wondered if the rainbow islands were perfect to be in.
It was peaceful, all the treats a now little cat could wish for, but she knew her mission, and even if she knew it, she and her former owner could never be together again. It was not their destiny; it was the destiny of other animals and people to be together again on the rainbow islands.
The fate of the animals that had lived on earth with Mimi when she was still human was quite different. Those animals had formed their own kind of division, and their job was to help, was to secure the future of the world and see that the good guys won because they were the good guys.
But when the balance ruled everything, the bad guys could also put their agents on the earth to grow up with Mimi. They hadn't been bad there, but when their time was up, they had gone back to hell, and just as God or God the Creator, however, you want to put it, had himself lived with Mimi, as a cat, so had Satan, the devil, been a cat with Mimi.
He was a grey-spotted male, and his name had been Luca, but now this individual ruled hell, and there were also his two dog agents, Pepi and Cassu, both of whom had lived on earth with Mimi.
Chaos Cat and her sister had lived and been with Mimi for a long time, and Chaos Cat chuckled as she reminisced and then she sighed, back to work. She walked in her characteristic style towards a table where there appeared to be a chessboard with pieces on it, but there was a dark cloud over the game, and even if Chaos Cat moved any piece, things did not happen.
She jumped down in a huff and walked down the beach until she saw her sister, the Order Cat, or Oracle, as she liked to call herself.
The Chaos Cat said, " What can we do? I know we can do something, but nothing I've tried to look at will make a difference. We're running out of time. I know He always wants to protect free will, but we may act now. We have the freedom, and the balance is on our side."
Her sister looked at her, where the chaos cat's nose was jet black, and her sister was pink. She had more white in her fur than Chaos cat.
She said, " This is not the protector's case but the defender's; he is the best option. I can send her a dream, and a prophecy, then we just have to hope it's enough."
The chaos cat nodded and said, " Do it. I trust him. Oh, fuck, I gotta go."
She saw a big long-haired fat male cat coming towards them, God was in a bit of a frenzy again, and the chaos cat didn't want to be fucked by God so that God could get more life in the world with her help again.
Adam was drinking, he had a girlfriend, Chloe, and he had bought her everything. Damon had taken his own girlfriend, Amber, into the master bedroom, and they were fucking there. They were as in love as could be and might be, but the pressure was building inside Adam for some need to act, to save, to help, and this desperation was getting worse by the day.
He had been engaged for four months, and Mimi hadn't crossed his mind at all. But he felt that someone he had to protect was disappearing; that individual couldn't go on much longer. Adam just couldn't cope with this feeling, so he drank. He drank until he fell asleep. And then he dreamed.
He was sitting on a sandy beach, a beautiful sandy beach, and there was peace in far shimmered crystal-like mountains; the air was warm, and it was perfect, just as Adam wanted. And then Mercy walked over to sit next to him.
Mercy was wearing shorts and a tee shirt. They showed off her beautiful legs and firm body as she sat next to Adam. Adam then saw a three-colored wolf sitting down further, and the wolf seemed so sad. Adam didn't know why anyone would be here sad. This sense of peace and rest almost took him over. The wolf seemed to be like a ghost, not quite in the flesh but partly.
Mercy looked at the wolf and said in a rather sad voice, " It won't be long now before Mimosa moves in here permanently.."
Adam frowned; Mimosa, where to, then he realized that Mimosa was dying, and judging by the way she was already in heaven, so to speak, it wasn't long.
Adam looked at Mercy and asked, " What can I do, save Mimosa?"
Mercy said, "There is a house in Philadelphia. Go there and see for yourself. You will remember everything now. I took the barrier out of your mind. "
Adam furrowed his eyebrows. Mercy looked at him, then turned into a cat, a black and brown cat with a black nose and white here and there.
The cat said, "A protector cannot act unless the defender reveals the truth and gets the wrong feelings out. The chosen one is in danger, and hell may get a new princess if the defender fails in his task. The princess of hell will give birth to a black army that will spew the world into the black maw of evil. The army will drink the goodness out of the princess' breast milk, corrupting her. "
The cat looked at Adam for a while and then said rather sarcastically, " You are the defender, and Damon is the protector. "
Adam woke up. He panted for a moment, and then he remembered Mimi and Mimosa. He had to act. First, he threw Chloe out, took her jewelry and everything he'd gotten for her, threatened her with some pretty heavy violence, and she walked away.
He knew he had to expose the truth, whatever it was. First, he searched Philadelphia for Mimi's houses and found one she'd bought over four months ago. Just as this thing was getting started. Then Adam went to Philly. They were still in New Mexico, and he got on the pack-owned plane and told the pilot to fly him to Philly.
There he then rented a car, and he went for a drive. He had asked about the fleas about Mimi on the way, and she hadn't kept in touch for four months like neither Jarod, Jake, or Magnum. Adam had tried to organize something during the flight, as there had been some pretty fucking bad chaos going on.
But first, he had to rescue Mimi and Mimosa, whatever had happened. He finally arrived at a large farmyard. There were two cars in the yard, Mimi's sports car and then an unknown SUV. Adam pulled into a secluded spot and stayed to observe.
After a couple of hours, the door opened, and a man stepped out. He was tall and dark, and Adam remembered him coming to the party. He took photos. After a while, a fat woman waddled out the door, and Adam couldn't believe it when he barely recognized Mimi; she must have been over a hundred kilos, with brown thin short hair, shapeless clothes, and she waddled over to the man, and he kissed her passionately. How the fuck is this possible?
Adam stayed in hiding; the man didn't seem to recognize him, and neither did Mimi as they walked through the shop and then went for their coffee. The man bought Mimi a stuffed roll, and there was a tomato in between, and Mimi happily ate it. Adam had a hard time sensing Mimosa.
But he concentrated. He used their mating bond, and Mimi noticed nothing when he reached out to Mimosa and captured her in his own mind to recover. Mimosa was very weak, and Adam's wolf curled up next to her protectively and tried to lick her to help her.
Adam shadowed the pair for two days, watched as the male fucked Mimi for half a day, and then massaged her huge, soft belly. He heard how he confessed to being the son of Satan and his plan for Mimi. And Mimi just lay limp in his arms, letting him fuck her repeatedly. Adam went to the nearest base and did some research on who the fuck this guy was.
After a couple of days, he had some pretty damn good evidence. He had researched Reyes Farrow and found out who he really was. He had confirmed what he had heard. Hell, boy. Son of Satan, son of Lucifer. Oh fuck, and Mimi was going to be his wife in a week if Adam didn't get something done.
He was determined to get Damon really pissed off. Damon hadn't been aware that Mimi and Reyes were having an affair. Intimately and passionately. Adam had now had enough evidence from the tapes and couldn't believe his eyes when he saw Mimi was fat. How did someone make that girl fat, and why? But it was clearly Mimi.
Adam went over to Damon and showed him the pictures and videos. "Damon, do you remember you are already married? Well, if you don't care, I'll show you, anyway; your wife is getting married to someone else in a week."
Damon looked up and snatched the pictures from Adam's hand; he saw Mimi fat, fucking, kissing and he remembered that man. Somehow, the volcano inside him was weak, and he sensed that even the volcano didn't like this man.
Damon got up from the chair. Went over to Amber and plunged a hand through her chest, pulling her heart out of her chest. He then struck a strong telepathic blow to everyone who was partying, and the party ended.
Damon looked at the women, who were trying to cling to the men now. He knew they were hired whores, of sorts, but now a meal. He attacked and drank every woman down. Then Damon read everything Adam had found out. Damon already knew he was going to burn the whole fucking house down.
Adam was talking to Bran, and he was helping Mimosa recover with marrok power because Mimosa was still very weak.
When everything cleared up, Damon said, "Reyes, did this to us. I feel it, oh fuck. Now we need Dresden, Constantine, and a couple of witches and priests. "
Damon called around and, in less than three hours, had six witch circles, and five strong cardinals were sent from the Vatican to help. Reyes would go back to hell. This time tied up there.
Charles, Magnum Jake and Jarod went their separate ways, Bran was in a rage. He was a fucking marrok, and he would not be tricked into worshipping some satanic woman and being gentle with her.