Chapter #8A Sinful Lunch by: Unknown You and Mazee soon are in the cafeteria eating a lunch prepared by Korina the black European dragoness. You're waiting nervously as Mazee returns with a plate of tacos and nachos smothered in cheese. You pick at one of the nacho chips and bite into it as you're still worried. "Tim," says Mazee. "Don't get yourself worked up. We'll get through this." "I hope so," you say. "I feed off of sins now. Today I felt the sins of sloth and lust. The latter worries me." Mazee just bites into a taco herself. As you and your rodent girlfriend are eating, something comes over you.
Grace walks by carrying a plate that had at least seventeen cheeseburgers on it. You have no idea where that pear-shaped cheetah kept it all, but she was definitely qualified for her job as a food critic. As Grace plops down on the table across from you and Mazee, you feel your stomach in pain and start to ravenously pull the meat out of the taco in Mazee's hand and shovel in into your mouth. You were suddenly very hungry and eat the taco so fast you accidentally bite Mazee. "Ouch!" You gasp. "I'm sorry, Mazee," you say. "But I'm starving! I need more tacos. Please?" Mazee notices Grace eating like Garfield and realizes something. You were feeling another sin; gluttony.
"Wait right here," says Mazee. "I'll be right back." "Hurry!" you yell as you bite into a nacho even bigger than yourself. You groan as you get so out of control with hunger that you even bite into Mazee's napkin and begin to cry. As you're chewing the napkin, you hear Grace's thoughts. "I wonder how Tim would taste in one of these cheeseburgers. A fallen angel, I'll bet he tastes spicy. Looking at those succulent wings. I'm definitely going to eat him one of these days. I'll just wait for him to lower his guard and when Mazee's not there to protect him... chomp."
You really hope those wings set in just in case those burgers don't fully satisfy the cheetah's monstrous hunger. As you're wondering what to do, something else comes over you, it was Bea Zebub, the succubus intern. You gag and find yourself staring at her heart shaped butt and her devil's tail as she bends over and adjusts her fishnet stockings. You're actually drooling and you have to cover your mouth as you begin to cry. You can even hear Bea's thoughts as well.
"Aye carumba," says Bea. "I can't believe he's still trapped in there. I gotta start looking for bigger men. I can still feel him walking around in my tunnel trying to get out. That's gotta be the third human this year that's gotten stuck in there." You shiver and fold your wings.
Then suddenly you grunt and grit your teeth. "What is taking that rat bitch so long?!" Then you gasp. "Oh no! Did I just call Mazee a bitch!? This is all that stupid doctor's fault! And that damn Tara. Next time I'm going to mess her face up on...?!" Where was all that rage coming from? Lexi passes by and you can hear her thoughts as well. "That surgery is bound to come apart," she thinks to herself. "And I'll be glad when his scars open up and he falls right apart. I hope that little parasite suffers every second of it." Lexi was no doubt speaking about you.
Against your better judgement, you're forced to retaliate. "Oh yeah!?" you yell. "I don't need to take that kind of guff from somebody who uses a sandbox as a toilet!" Then you cover your mouth as Lexi turns her head. Horrifyingly, she isn't angry but smiling malicious. "Screw you." You say in both fear and anger. "Oh no," says Lexi with a grin. "Screw you." The sphinx laughs wickedly and then leaves. You're still chewing on the napkin when Mazee returns.
"What took you so long!" you yell. "I'm starving you bloated...!" "Tim!" yells Mazee. "That's just Grace's gluttony and Lexi's wrath talking." You let out a moan and then you grunt. "Lexi's always on my case but never on yours," you say. "It's not fair. Kiki, Ari and Anna-Maria area all worse employees than me but she always picks on me." Why were you saying it, where was that jealousy coming from. Then you hear thoughts and you turn to see Beth hiding in the corner. "Look at her with her newly transformed boyfriend. Fallen angel. He should be with me, I'm one of the demon beasts. He's a chubby chaser and I have the biggest ass of any monster girl in here. That rat."
As Beth is ranting and giving you her jealousy, Mazee looks in horror because you can't help but stare at Grace's huge butt as she gets up and takes her empty tray away. "Meow." You say. Mazee looks in shock at what you said and you're in just as much shock and even begin to cry. "I'm sorry," you say. "I can't help it if.... Blake has some HUGE gazongas." You cover your mouth and then look forward to see that Blake was at the next table and she was smiling seductively as she licked a banana. "Go ahead little man," thinks the tigress to herself. "I'm all yours." You scram and then grab your head as Mazee looks on in worry.
Blake and Beth see you like this and then both of them get a fiendish idea. As Mazee takes you and rushes away, Beth walks up and sits next to Blake, albeit requiring three chairs to hold her large ass. "He is going absolutely out of control with sin," says Beth. "Especially lust. I wonder if he heard our thoughts." "He definitely did," says Blake. "If this keeps up, Mazee might even break up with him." "Then let's milk this for all it's worth," says Beth as she shows her hippo-like fangs. "We'll aggravate his lust so bad he'll have no choice but to choose one of us." The tigress purrs as she shakes hands with Beth and both monsters form a diabolical plan.
Soon, Mazee has you back at her cubicle and you're shivering. Beth and Blake see this and smile at each other. "Commence Operation Fetish Fuel," says Blake. "Get your sexy on, Beth. We're going to have some fun."
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