WARNING THE FULL STORY WILL CONTAIN: Lady (Devil May Cry) Slobification (WG, Burping, and Farting)
Lady thought that clearing out a demon infestation at a supermarket would be an easy job. That was before the influence of a peculiar Devil Arm turned the evening into a night of slobby indulgence.
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Late at night shortly after the rain stopped, a solitary figure crossed the lines of the yellow tape to approach the building. Her head of short, black hair was ruffled by the massive rocket launcher balanced atop her shoulders. A pair of pistols held tight in holsters sat on both sides of her white blouse. Around the edges of her black shorts were a series of grenades ready to be thrown at a moment’s notice. As the woman’s black boots splashed through a puddle, she paused for a moment to look down. Though the demon hunter known as Lady had seen her red and green eyes since the day she was born, it was rare that she had ever seen herself so tired.
“He just had to go and get stuck in the Underworld,” Lady muttered to herself as she approached the grocery store. “Just like him to leave the rest of us to pick up the slack.”
With a swift kick, Lady entered the abandoned store. The lights illuminating the aisles and the droll music playing over the speakers clashed against the “customers” roaming the bright, white-tiled floors. The creatures baring sharps claws and fearsome fangs stopped their wandering of the vacant store to all turn their yellow eyes towards the hunter. Eschewing the checkout lines, the demons made a mad rush towards Lady to make her their meal for the evening.
The first monster’s claw got within a few inches of Lady’s face before getting a pair of bullets in its eyes. Kicking away the fallen creature, she was quick to light up the group behind it with a spray of machine gun fire. What few managed to survive the initial barrage were swiftly taken care of by a few grenades tossed their way. Not even bothering to look at the resulting explosion as she moved on, she left the small fry behind to focus on the main target of the mission. Fortunately for her weary body, she didn’t have to look far.
“Who BWWWOOOOOOORRRPPP dares to enter my realm?” belched out a deep voice from the very back of the store.
“I’m a demon hunter,” Lady replied, checking her weapons as she followed the trail of a rancid aroma. “I’m from Devil May Cry. I’m assuming you’ve heard of us?”
“Wait,” the demonic voice boomed; only to be drowned out by a rude PHHHHHRRRRRTTT. “You’re with that vile UUUUURRPPP Dante.”
“Guess you haven’t heard the news,” Lady replied as she finally got a visual on the demon. “Then again, I guess you haven’t been able to move much.”
The beast barely fit inside of the store thanks to its towering bulk of bright, red skin. The girth of its car-sized belly was only matched by the width of the rows of teeth sticking out of its maw. Thanks to massive backside it was seated upon, it had pressed its eyeless head up against the ceiling. Scanning the flesh for extra details, Lady was able to see a single, solitary eye sticking out from where the demon’s belly button was supposed to be.
“A BWOOOORRRPPP human?” the demon asked, pointing a pudgy finger at Lady. “What does a lowly creature like you intend to do? You won’t even make for a decent snack.”
“I’m more than enough for a fat ass like you,” Lady shot back as its body began to shake.
“How rude,” the demon replied, unleashing a rumbling PHHHHRRRRTTTT as it raised up its blubbery arms. “I am Gluttonius, the great devourer,” it continued as orbs of energy began to form around its shoulders. “I have consumed beings far BWWOOOOOORRRPPP greater than you. I shall teach you some respect as you’re being digested in my-“
Gluttonius’s ramblings left his mouth wide open for a perfect shot. Swinging around Kalina Ann, Lady fired off a single rocket that came roaring down the demon’s throat. With an unsettling gulp, the demon’s girthy form burst apart as the explosion took effect. Swinging herself around to a nearby aisle, the demon hunter managed to avoid getting any of the viscera splattered on her. Waiting until both the lingering smell and vibrations dissipated, she stepped back out with the hopes of confirming the kill and heading home for the night.
The leftover parts of Gluttonius spread across the floor were gradually dispersing into clouds of ash. Amidst the remains of the demon, Lady spotted something glittering against the tiled floor. Taking a step closer, she at first thought it was merely the demon’s leftover eye. While the object had similar black and white tones, it seemed to be made more of metal than actual flesh. Picking up the item and feeling its heft in her hands, she came to the assumption that it was a Devil Arm.
“No idea what this is for,” Lady said as she held up the metallic eye. “But should be able to pay the electric bill with it. Or at least give something for Nico to poke at for a while.”
“Foolish mortal,” Gluttonius’s voice boomed out from the object. “If you want my power so BWOOOOOORRPPP badly, then you shall have it.”
Pulling itself free from Lady’s fingers, the eye came crashing into her body. Tumbling to the ground, she reeled back from a sudden warmth emanating from her mid-section. Wiping her hand along her torso, she expected to come back with a streak of blood. Instead, she felt a solid lump lodged firmly inside of her. Turning down to look at her exposed mid-section, she saw the eye had attached itself to her belly button.
“What the hell is this?” Lady asked, trying to tug at the amulet only to have her hand zapped by a bolt of green energy.
“Isn’t this what you came for?” Gluttonious replied, his voice echoing in her head. “My power is BWOOOOOORRPPP yours. Enjoy it.”