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The last three months since Az’s first date with Lillian had been… unusual. Az wouldn’t have changed a thing about them, but she couldn’t deny how strange they had been.

Truth be told, while Az had been in short relationships before, none had ever lasted longer than two months. The typical romantic experience for her was a few weeks of passion, she gets bored by around a month, and she breaks up at two months. Now here she was at three months and the passion was still there. With a DEVIL, of all things. It was unthinkable, and yet… here it was.

Lillian was quite unlike anyone Az had ever dated before, even without her… unique interests. She was honest to a fault but not so innocent as to be naive. She had her own money and wasn’t looking to leech off of Az. She loved being intimate with Az whenever allowed but also respected when Az was in a mood and just needed to be alone. She encouraged Az to try things she was interested in but didn’t force her to try again if Az truly didn’t enjoy it. It was so unusual in her experience. It was almost like Lillian… respected her? Was it strange that that seemed to be Az’s favorite of Lillian’s several good qualities? Hmm.

Eh, regardless of all of that, Az was content at the moment. Content and well-fed. Very well fed.

“Did you want your shake to be chocolate or strawberry tonight, Azzy?”

“Mmm… Is ‘both’ an option?”

A giggle came from the kitchen. “It most certainly is~.”

Az sighed happily and reclined on the bed, nude as the day she was created. She would help in the kitchen, but the last time she’d tried, she’d knocked over three appliances and swept six bowls of ingredients off the counters with her wings. The more Az helped, the less she got to eat. Besides, Lillian insisted that she loved to pamper Az, so who was the angel to go against her lover’s wishes?

It was Tuesday night, which was the one night a week that both of the demi-human women were off of work. Az still didn’t know exactly what Lillian did for a living since her devilish lover would get cagey about it whenever the topic came up, but that was fine. Az didn’t need to know everything about Lillian. Everyone had their secrets, after all.

While the two had taken to hanging out several times a week (usually Az at Lillian’s flat since Az could fly and Lillian couldn't), Tuesday was date night for them. Some weeks this meant a casual night on the town ending with a restful night’s sleep together. Other weeks… this happened instead.

Lillian stepped into the bedroom carrying a large platter loaded with sugar cookies. Az’s heart skipped a beat. She was normally just an average fan of sugar cookies but the way Lillian made them just… wow. The devil sat the platter down on the bed next to Az, then picked one of the cookies up. She smiled as she held it up to Az’s mouth. “The first one of the night!”

“The first of many, I hope,” Az responded softly. She opened her mouth and gladly let Lillian feed her the first cookie. Just as expected - it was delicious. A deep rumble filled the bedroom with the sound of Az’s hunger. She licked her lips and gave Lillian a small smirk. “Wonderful as always. Do you have time for more or should I help myself?”

Lillian bit her lip and glanced over at the cookies, but then she shook her head. “You know I really, REALLY want to, but I need to finish up in the kitchen. Besides…” Lillian knelt and ran a finger up the flat front of Az’s middle. “It’s a lot more fun to feed you once you’re further along~.”

“If you say so,” Az shrugged. She picked up a cookie and helped herself to it. No matter how many she ate, they were always so amazing~. “If you want me ‘further along’ by the time you’re done, then you’ll need to bring me more than just this.”

Lillian giggled. Az was quite fond of her giggle. “I know, I know. I’ll be right back with some more treats for you, my gluttonous little angel~.”

The pink-skinned devil gave Az’s flat stomach a quick peck before standing up to leave. While Az was enjoying her cookies, she couldn’t help but watch Lillian’s body sway as she stood and turned around. All she had on was an apron that said ‘Hell’s (Love) Kitchen’. Honestly, she didn’t even need that since Az had watched Lillian pull pans out of four-hundred-and-fifty-degree ovens bare-handed before and Lillian knew from experience that Az would ‘clean up’ any messes she made on herself. Lillian had also just figured out how much Az loved the apron-only look. What, could you blame her? When someone’s as curvy as Lillian, an apron gives them a range of cleavage, delectable side-boob, and frames their bare behind in a way that clothes could never hope to match. It was a kink that Az never knew she had until meeting Lillian, but now it was a kink Az didn’t think she could live without.

Of course, naturally, Lillian made sure to pause in the doorway, glance back at Az, and give her derriere a cute little jiggle before bouncing off to the kitchen again, giggling. Az’s pulse picked up the pace and she chuckled to herself. She couldn’t believe she almost passed on this wonderful woman just because she was a devil. It just goes to show how pointless racism was. From now on, Az would hate everyone truly equally. Now, as for these cookies…

The platter held around two dozen cookies by Az’s estimate. The angel wasn’t a particularly fast eater, but she still made her way through the pile of sugary sweets quickly thanks to being extra hungry. Az had taken to fasting before feeding nights for Lillian’s enjoyment. Being able to eat even more of her lover’s beautiful baking was a plus, of course, but it wasn’t worth the hunger pangs alone. She fasted because her stomach going from concave to stuffed was another big turn-on for Lillian. Az still didn’t find the same kind of pleasure from stuffing herself as Lillian did, but who was she to kink-shame - especially when it meant getting to eat so many fantastic treats?

Around the time Az finished off the platter of cookies, Lillian came back with a pan of blonde brownies. Az licked her lips and used her fingers to dig out a generous chunk of brownie. She was usually a clean eater, but she’d noticed how Lillian’s breath would sometimes catch in her throat whenever she abandoned her manners and ate greedily, so… a little mess was alright.

Eating recklessly had worked tonight as well. A notable patch of red cropped up on Lillian’s face as she watched Az swallow the huge, half-chewed chunk of brownie and then lick her fingers clean. Naturally, Az looked Lillian in the eyes during the entire cleaning process. Lillian had to physically shake herself free of Az’s gaze. Then, her face getting progressively redder, she squeaked, “I-I’ll be right back with more!” Then she snatched the empty cookie platter and bolted from the room with her tail thrashing about behind her.

Az chuckled to herself while she proceeded to eat the rest of the pan of brownies more reasonably. Teasing Lillian had already been easy when she was flirting normally. Now that she was familiar with all of Lillian’s little quirks? It just wasn’t fair.

A few more selections of treats arrived in the bedroom, all of which Az ate at a slow yet deliberate pace. So long as Az didn’t rile her up and make her scramble off in a gay panic, Lillian would take a moment to admire the progress Az’s belly had made between each helping of sweets. Her empty, concave gut was long gone. Now she had a very gentle swell on her midriff - a swell that pushed outwards steadily with each extra bite Az took.

Finally, the long breaks between Lillian bring her sweets came to an end. Instead, the violet-haired woman started to carry in candies and baked goods quickly, setting them on a few nightstands she’d set up around the edges of the bedroom. There were enough sweets here to fill out a dessert buffet, but the only one eating at this buffet was going to be one particularly hungry angel.

Finally, with a huff, Lillian set down a milk jug that wasn’t filled with milk and brushed off her apron. She glanced over at Az, who had a crepe half-sticking out of her mouth, and grinned. “There! Everything we need to have a fun night!”

Az raised an eyebrow. She bit the crepe in half, swallowed, and then asked, “Did you remember to turn off the oven?”

Lillian rolled her eyes. “Come on, I did that ONE time! I totally didn’t leave the…” Lillian stopped. Her brow furrowed. “I, uh… yeah, I turned it…”

“Do you need to go check?”

“I need to go check.”

Lillian bolted out of the room. Az stuck the rest of the crepe in her mouth and leaned to be able to see the oven from the bed. The oven had, indeed, been left on. A dry smirk was plain on Az’s face as Lillian trudged back into the bedroom. “Not a word.”

Az raised an eyebrow playfully. “You know that I can’t stop myself from teasing you. You’ll have to stop me instead.”

After processing that for a moment, Lillian gulped. Then she picked up another crepe from the pile next to Az. “Well, I, uh- i-if you insist…”

Az opened her mouth wide, making it as lewd as possible. She chuckled again as Lillian’s face rose another few shades of red. It really was too easy~. Lillian pushed the crepe into Az’s mouth, who gladly ate it. They were just plain crepes with a little syrup drizzled on them, but they were still unreasonably good.

The angel let Lilian hand-feed her the rest of the crepes, then a whole platter of cinnamon cookies after that. Truth be told, Az would rather feed herself, but Lillian greatly enjoyed being able to feed her. Besides, Az did get a little bit of a rush from being able to be so hedonistically lazy. Getting to just lean back, relax, and get fed as much food as she could possibly want… it reached a spot somewhere deep in Az’s mind that nothing else had ever hit before.

Plates of sweets vanished down Lillian’s throat one, one mouthful at a time. The gentle swell of her belly had ballooned out into a veritable mound at this point. Az had never been conscious of just how large her stomach would grow from overeating before. After having Lillian love and fawn over her belly for a few months, though, it was getting hard for Az to not notice. She was more conscious than ever about how big she was getting, how tight her skin was getting, how heavy the food inside of her was. Now she was even finding herself rubbing her stomach sometimes. It felt nice to soothe her belly when it was bloated like this. She still didn’t enjoy it the same way as Lillian did, but… Az could understand the appeal, at least.

Before long, there was a solid stack of dishes on the floor around Az and Lillian’s feet. Az swallowed the last bite of pudding from a massive bowl of the chocolate goop while Lillian set it down with the others. Then Lillian looked down at Az’s belly and swallowed hard. “Getting full yet, Azzy?”

“Hmm, I don’t know…” Az mused. She stretched her arms above her head, pulling the skin on her belly taut and emphasizing just how engorged it was. Then she reclined backward, laying down fully on the bed. She pulled one foot up onto the bed while she placed her hands on the sides of her belly, sensually stroking it. She eyed Lillian with a small smile playing on her lips. “What do you think, kitten? How much more do you think I can fit inside of here?”

It was incredible just how red Lillian’s face could get despite already having a soft pink complexion. She cleared her throat and fanned her face. Her tail had completely curled around her bicep, which Az had learned was a sign that Lillian was flustered. “I-I-I don’t know, I- y-you’ve gotten bigger before, but- w-was just wondering- y-you’re just so big and I-”

While Lillian stammered in another gay panic, Az got herself comfortable on the bed. She packed some pillows together into a pile so that she could lean against them, making sure to leave room for her wings to stick out. Then she calmly helped herself to some peanut butter crispies, the only plate of sweets still within reach. They were a weird mix of chocolate, peanut butter, marshmallow, and breakfast cereal of all things, but they were amazing.

Around the time that Az had worked her way through the breakfast sweets, Lillian had finally sorted herself out. She refocused on Az. “Uh… sorry about that, heh… so… wh-what’s next?”

“I don’t know. You tell me.” Az picked a piece of sticky cereal off of her boob, at it, then gestured around the room. There were only a couple of dishes left - two pies that had been forgotten in the corner. “Unless you want me to feed myself again?”

“N-No, I’ll do it!” Lillian hastily got up and grabbed the pies. She picked a slice out of the pie tin and held it gingerly up to Az’s mouth. Just as hungrily as she’d eaten the very first cookie, Az took a hearty bite of the pie. Butterscotch raspberry. Such a strange combination, and yet… Lillian had made it work. It worked so well~.

As Lillian kept Az’s mouth constantly full of pie, Az had taken to rubbing the flanks of her belly. It was truly a blessing that angels' bodies weren’t capable of lasting change. If they were, Az would be an absolute whale after three months of heavy stuffings from Lillian. Az didn’t know how weight gain worked exactly, but she would likely gain at least a dozen pounds just from this stuffing alone if she were human.

Az hadn’t answered Lillian earlier, but she hadn’t quite been ‘full’ yet. Now, however, as Lillian fed her the last of the butterscotch raspberry pie and moved on to the next one (a tasty blueberry and blackberry mix), Az could confidently say that she was, at least, full. It had taken longer than usual tonight to finally hit that euphoric tipping point between satisfied and stuffed. Perhaps her capacity was expanding? That would qualify as lasting change though, would it not? Hmm… this would need some… testing… heh…

Regardless, Az really was full now, but that wouldn’t stop her from continuing to eat. The food was just too good! Her stomach was tight and heavy, packed to the brim with sweets. She had to make an effort to swallow now. Still, it was so good… it was sooo good…

By the time the second pie was finished, Az had started to take smaller bites than usual. She panted as Lillian set the empty pie tin aside and set a hand on the apex of Az’s belly. She started to massage it, making Az croon and moan. “Lord above, that feels- *HIC-urp* heavenly…”

“Same… absolutely same…” Lillian breathed as she continued to massage Az’s belly, now with both hands. She was breathing harder than Az was and her face was completely flushed. Her tail had taken to curling around Az’s arm this time.

Still… as addictive as Lillian’s belly rubs were, they weren’t done yet. “There’s still- *URP* one more thing… isn’t there?”

Lillian froze mid-caress. She looked over at Az, eyes wide. “Wh-What? But- But you feel like you’re fit to pop! You can’t possibly- there’s no way-”

Az smirked. She pressed her hands hard into her flanks, then felt her face scrunch up reflexively as a horrific gurgle roared inside of her. The roar was followed by a mass of pressure forcing its way up Az’s throat until it erupted in a massive belch. The sudden outburst shut Lillian up right quick. Az took advantage of the following silence to say simply, “Have you ever known me to leave leftovers?”

The tail coiled around Az’s arm tightened. Lillian just gulped as she shook her head. Then she scooched over to reach beside the bed, grabbing the milk jug along with a couple of toys - a short, wide tube and a wide-mouthed funnel. Az readily opened her mouth, letting Lillian insert the tube. She stuck the funnel on the other end, then uncapped the jug. She prepared to pour the contents down the tube but hesitated. She glanced over at Az again, worry apparent behind her messy violet hair. “Are you sure you can handle this? Please don’t hurt yourself.”

Az rolled her eyes. Instead of dealing with removing the tube and trying to use words to assure her lover, she instead used her wing to push Lillian’s arm up, making the contents glorp out into the funnel. Yes, glorp - there was no milk in this jug. Instead, it was filled with a special type of shake that Lillian had introduced her to called a ‘cake shake’. They were apparently extremely fattening for humans, which was a travesty since they tasted divine.

With the encouragement of Az’s wing, Lillian kept pouring the thick shake into the funnel. Az waited eagerly, heart pounding, while the shake slipped ever closer to her mouth. Then-

“MMMMmmmmmm… sho goo’...”

Az’s eyes went slack as the addictive taste of the shake filled her whole mouth. What little she cared about her overpacked stomach disappeared in an instant. It was just too GOOD! Az took a heavy swallow and was rewarded with another mouthful of thick, chocolatey strawberry sludge. At this point, Az didn’t even care if she burst so long as she got to drink more of this!

The weighty swallows of shake quickly started to add up on Az’s waistline. Her belly, which had already been a taut dome towering tall above her, was already starting to push out even farther. Az’s hands clutched the sides of her stomach, urging her insides to give in and accept their fate. Amazingly, as she did that, she could feel her belly starting to grow into her hands. She was so full that her belly was growing outwards as well as upwards! Lillian would be thrilled once she discovered that~.

Before long, heavy grunts and moans were accompanying every swallow. Beads of sweat her popping up all over Az’s body. Ooooh, she was so full… She’d never been this full before. Her stomach was so incredibly tight. Her skin felt like it was stretching with every passing second, struggling to contain all of the delicious food Az had crammed inside herself. C-Could she really fit all of this? Oh, but it was too good to stop now! She might actually burst if she kept drinking, but-

Oooooh- G-God, she was too full! Az’s back arched as her stomach muscles started to cramp up. She started to push at the sheets with her feet, her toes curling. Her wings twitched and her eyes squeezed shut. Sh-She was so hot! Her body felt like it was on fire! She- She couldn’t fit anymore! It was too much! She was going to explode! T-Too full- Too tight! Too-! Too-! TOO-!

*HUUUUuuoOOOOOOUuuOOOOOOOORRRRP!*

A thunderous belch ruptured its way out of Az’s mouth the second that the tube came out of her mouth. She groaned and squirmed on the bed, sweat dripping off of her. “Ooooh, my stomach… it h-hurts so bad…”

“A-After all that? I’m surprised you’re still in one piece!” Came Lillian’s voice. Az pried open one eye. As expected, Lillian was breathing just as hard as Az was and seemed just as hot and bothered. She was staring wide-eyed at Az’s belly, which was… Lord, it was massive! Az had never been this big before. She wasn’t sure if she’d seen anyone get this big before. Lillian reached out and, oh-so gingerly, touched it. “I-It’s like a stone! How full do you have to be to have a belly this hard?”

“Th-This full… apparently… uuuugh…” Her legs twisted, wrapping themselves in the sheets. She was in so much pain, but at the same time, the feeling of Lillian’s hands on her overly sensitive gut - the way she was ogling Az’s body like a starved beast - the sheer horny energy that Lillian was putting out right now-

“Y-EEP!”

Lillian cried out as, in an astonishingly fast movement given how absurdly overstuffed she was, Az wrapped her wing around Lillian’s body and used it to pull the horny devil flat on the bed while Az rolled herself onto all fours - right above Lillian’s now prone body. The sudden movement made Az’s stomach cry out in pain. A massive tremble rushed over the tight orb, then a hot, wet belch rumbled out of Az’s mouth.

“Ha… ha… uuugh… ha…” Az panted, head fuzzy and limbs trembling. Her belly was so incredibly swollen that, even with her long limbs, she only had to lower herself a small amount before it was pressed hard into Lillian’s body beneath her.

Lillian, meanwhile, was completely frozen. Her eyes looked like they were spinning in her head and her hands were just twitching in the air off to the sides. She was flushed from the top of her forehead all the way down her neck and all she could get out of her mouth was, “Uh- bu- he- wha- be- wha- uh-”

Az managed to get out one chuckle in between her strained panting. Three months… three months were all it had taken for Az to fall for this dorky, stammering mess of a devil completely. Despite the difficulty, she took the time to brush some of the violet hair out of Lillian’s face and behind her curved horns. Then she leaned down, her gut pressing even harder into Lillian’s short body. It was time to pay Lillian back in full for all of these delicious sweets…

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Ha! I DID get one more fic out this month! Screw you, brain! I managed to be PRODUCTIVE! Ha-HA!

This is a triumphant return of my devil and angel OCs, Lillian and Azraea/Az. I plan to do more with them soon (inspiration willing), so I figured a little catch-up fic was in order just to reintroduce the shockingly opposite lovers. I didn't really get to flex my wings when it came to what I love about the dynamic between these two in this fic, but I hope I can really have some fun in their next showing~.

Also, as a small note, I might actually have something cool to show y'all sometime soon~. Stay tuned for something that I've only posted a small handful of times so far...