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Loona’s Long Lunch

Sitting at the front desk of I.M.P. with her feet propped up on her desk and leaning back in her chair
reading a magazine, the secretary / house pet / junkyard dog of the company licked her finger and
turned the page to read more, ignoring the phone ringing off its ringer for the past five minutes. When it
became clear it wasn’t going to stop, the hellhound narrowed her eyes and turned her attention to the
offending noisy thing and finally lifted the receiver to her pointed ear.

“Hello… Immediate Murder Professionals… You want’em dead, we knock’em dead…” Loona sighed with
disinterest.

“Hello?! That’s all you can say?!!!! I’ve been ringing for 5 minutes, isn’t there anyone to pick up the…”

Dropping the phone back on the receiver, Loona unplugged the phone and shoved it towards the end of
the desk where it fell into the trash bin at its side. Going back to her magazine, she licked her finger
again and turned the following page. Back to some peace and quiet, the hellhound continued to read,
only to find another annoying inconvenience pull her attention from her own personal free time.
Exhaling a breath and rolling her eyes, the slim wolfess recrossed her legs over her desk. Wearing a black
micro skirt with matching crop-top strung up in a five-pointed star over her chest like a bikini top, the
teenage hellhound huffed again, licking her finger to turn the page. Her hair was cropped to the side,
letting the rest of her uncut hair to drape over her shoulder and down the chair to her bushy tail. She
hated this stinking job, hated the boring hours, hated the food, the coffee, her co-workers, even the
stupid magazine she was reading. Honestly, the top five ways to please your man in hell, and 3 of them
involve looking like a painted whore from Mardi-Gras? It’s no wonder the second circle of Hell was filled
with the ‘hopeless romantics.’

“Loona? Have we had any calls come in? This place is really quiet.”

“Sure WOULD be, if you kept that fucking mouth of yours closed Moxxie.” Not even bothering to look up
to acknowledge his presence while turning a page.
“Hey! That’s no way to talk to one of your…” Interrupted by the front door being kicked open and
slamming into the imp face first, Moxxie tumbled back, completely ignored while their employer Blitzo
danced his way inside.

“HI EVERYONE! I’M BACK! And no Moxxie, keep your mouth fucking shut.”

Getting a murmur of protest from the floor, Moxxie could only flip his employer the bird while Blitzo
plopped on top of Loona’s desk and presented a gift wrapped in a bright green bow to the annoyed and
growling hellhound.

“Hewwo my widdle baybey, I got you a widdle pwesent!”

Narrowing her eyes and sneering her bare teeth at the imp, she looked down at the gift and back at her
bright eyed employer with contempt. “If I accept it, will you stop talking like that?”

“No Pwomises!”

Growing under her breath, she put the magazine down and plucked the small gift box out of her
adopted caregiver’s hand and opened it. Confused and narrowing her eyes further, she pulled the green
leather collar out of the box with two fingers and tossed the box away. It was plain looking, save for a
brass nametag hanging from the front in the shape of a doggy treat with her name etched onto its
surface, Loona looked down at the wide sparkle filled eyes of her employer and scoffed.

“The fuck is this?!”

“I went to the pet store over at the third circle and picked you up a new doggie collar! Isn’t it cute? The
fat slob at the desk said it’s the same leather they use for Cerberus’s collars.”

“You got me a fucking collar? From the town of Gluttony?!”

“I KNOW right? Got it dirt cheap to, here… Let my put it on ya.” Sitting up and wriggling his thin fingers
excitedly, Blitzo undid her black studded goth collar and put on the new one, all the while Loona’s eye
twitched with annoyance and her lip curled with a snarl by the time Blitzo finished and clasped his hands
together to the side of his face with paternal glee. “Eeeeeeh, just LOOK at my widdle Woona!”

“SHUT THE FUCK UP BLITZO! You know what? Fuck this place! I’m going for my lunch break.” Kicking her
office chair away from the desk and getting to her feet, Loona stormed out of the room and kicked
Moxxie in the side for good measure as she left for the kitchen. Oblivious to Moxxie’s moans of pain,
Blitzo wiped a tear from his eye and sniffed back crying.

“They grow up so fast…”

***

Storming her way towards the refrigerator and practically ripping the thing wide open, Loona looked
around the interior and found something to eat, picking up a lunch box with the words “For Moxxie,
from Millie” Ripping the label off and sitting down at the table to eat. Nearby Millie was sipping coffee,
not even realising the hellhound was eating her husband’s lunch. “Fucking Blitzo and his fucking
affection, fucking pissing me off with his fucking…” The moment she tossed the first morsel into her
mouth, her eyes lit up. “Wow…” Blinking in surprise at the vibrant flavour, Loona took another bite and
was met with delight at the sweet and tangy flavour of the fried hashbrowns she was nibbling on. It
wasn’t that tasty at all, really. Millie had burned the potatoes and gave them too much salt, but to the
hellhound it was like ambrosia! Eating more and more, she was unaware that the collar around her neck
seemed to glint in the light. Not even using the fork anymore, Loona stuffed her face with every crumb
of hashbrowns, fried eggs and the banana, not even caring that she hadn’t peeled it yet when she was
done. Thirsty, she poured herself a drink of water from the tap, chugging it all down like she hadn’t
drank anything all day.

The moment she felt full, her eyes went wide and became unfocussed, dropping the glass of water into
the sink and ignoring the sound of it breaking. Breathing hard and seeing stars, Loona mumbled out an
incoherent moan as she collapsed to the floor and squirmed as she pawed at her chest and inner thighs.
“Hnnnngh…. What a fucking rush…”

Leaning over the table to see the hellhound post-orgasmic reaction, Millie giggled and went back to her
coffee. “Ah so y’all enjoy my cookin too huh? And here I thought Moxxie was just bein nice about it.”

Rolling to the side to sit up and lean against the kitchen counter, Loona’s eyes were still seeing stars as
the experience hadn’t died down. She didn’t even register that she gave off a very unlady-like belch that
rattled the items on the table. Had she been paying attention while in that drunken euphoric state, she
would have noticed the collar glimmer again, and the belt around her skirt feel rather snug. By the time
her mind cleared as did her vision, her stomach began to growl. “I need more!” Getting to her feet,
Loona opened the refrigerator and rummaged through what she could get her hands on to make herself
a second lunch. Dropping the containers onto the table and prying off lids left and right, Loona began
stuffing her face all over again. It was just… It all tasted so GOOD! The sliced apples, the carrots, the tub
of sour cream, even that meatloaf everyone forgot at the back of the fridge and mistook for a shoe left
behind by another client because Blitzo…

Stopping after her latest bite finally made her feel full, Loona moaned and shivered in her seat as the
same mind-crazing sensation crawled up her spine and sent her nervous system into a pleasure
overload. Gripping the table, the hellhound practically drooled as she lost control of her senses and
simply shivered in her seat. A smile curled over her fanged lip as the whole world became a light show to
the senses, all while Mille just sat there watching the hellhound recover from the second most potent
orgasm in the last 5 minutes of her life.

“Oh, HEY! Was that that boot that one guy paid us with?”

She didn’t hear the imp, how could she when she was riding the best high of her life. It was like a
rollercoaster of a sensation as it thrummed through her limbs and caused sparks to go off in her brain. A
mighty belch rattled out of her open mouth and caused her cheeks to warble from the effort, surprising
them both in its intensity. During that time her belt felt painfully tight as her hips grew, along with her
thighs. Her chest beginning to expand, making her modest breasts large enough to be comparable to
ripe apples. All while this happened her stomach emptied and grew in capacity until it was empty again.
Once it was… It growled loud enough even Millie heard it.

“Oooh, betcha lookin for thirds, aren’tcha darlin?”

Giving the imp a sour look, Loona growled under her breath just as her stomach growled again. “Betcha
looking to peg your boytoy again aren’t you, Millie?”

“Oooh! That’s RIGHT, it’s Millie Moday today. Better tell Moxxie to get the toys ready tonight.” Wringing
her hands together, Millie left the kitchen, giving Loona alone with some peace and quiet.

“Fuck… Thought she’d never leave…” Hearing her stomach growl painfully, Loona bit her lip and looked
around the kitchen for anything else for her to eat. Getting out of the seat and opening every cupboard
she could reach, she ripped open a box of crackers and started stuffing herself as much as she could.
Chewing only so that she could break it all down just enough to swallow it all dry. Finishing the box and
reaching for another, the hellhound’s eyes went wide with anticipation, eager to feel that same
explosive rush when her stomach was finally full. A prospect that looked like it would take longer than
the last two spikes of stimulation in her growing pot belly.

Meanwhile in the meeting room of I.M.P….

“Ok everyone, I called this meeting because I came back with something VERY important that should
increase our revenue and I need a peer review from my staff to make the4 final consensus… Do I look
good in a RED suit or a BLACK suit?”

Holding up either suit in front of his two staff members in his hands, Blitzo waited for a response while
Moxxie and Mille looked up at the imp with mock curiosity.

“So… You blew our week’s budget on a pair of suits? Did you even have them tailored to fit?”

NOPE! Bought them straight off the rack, the pockets are still stitched shut too!”

Rubbing the bridge of his nose and sighing in frustration, Moxxie groaned and looked back at the smiling
imp at the head of the table like he was the crowned king of idiots… but then again, he DID work for
him. “Please tell me you kept the receipts.”

“Receipts?! Didn’t I just tell you these don’t have pockets?”

“Well, they DO look rather dashin!”

“THANK YOU, Millie, at least I have YOU to give positive reinforcement to my decisions… Hey… Wait a
minute, we’re missing someone.”

Seeing the empty chair at the side of the table, Blitzo’s lower lip quibbled with worry. “Where’s my
special Loona?”
In the background, the trio heard the hellhound cry out in orgasm from the kitchen, their eyes darting
back and forth looking up at the ceiling until it finally stopped.

“WOW! Looks like she DID like ma cookin after all.”

“Wait a minute… Did she eat my lunch?”

“Oh good, so you’re personally invest, Moxxie could you get Loona in here so we can have a formal vote
on what coloured suit looks good on me?”

His eye twitching in frustration, Moxxie huffed and pushed away from the table to storm his way out of
the office and head to the kitchen to fetch their secretary. Grumbling under his breath at how the day
was going. “She better not have eaten the banana I had in there.”

On her back and squirming from another mind-blowing experience, Loona swooned and groped at her
enlarged tits and thighs. She had already picked the refrigerator and cupboards clean of everything
edible she could get her paws on, and it showed with all the empty contained strewn all over the floor.
Her stomach had gone from a slim and flat surface to a noticeable paunch that took up her entire
middle. Her thighs and hips had grown wide and flaring to the point that along with her enlarged
stomach had caused her belt to finally pop open and cause her tight skirt to rip open at the side just to
give her thighs room to breath. Breathing hard and panting with her tongue lolling out of her fanged
mouth, her hands groped at the pair of melons that her petite breasts had ballooned into in her latest
growth spurt. Her face had also plumped up like the rest of her body, now having round cheeks and
jowels to match her thicker neck and broader shoulders. Indeed, her entire body had grown and bulged
to become three times its original volume and quite likely twice her original weight. Anyone else would
be completely lethargic with a food coma after such a repeated meal over the course of the hour.

But the growl from her stomach said otherwise, nor did the belch that shook the kitchen and cracked
the windows.

“Ah fuck! How can I be so HUNGRY!” She growled, matching the temperament of her stomach as she
clutched at her belly and sides with grit teeth and frustration, but the only answer was another growl
from her greedy guts demanding to be filled once again, and again, and AGAIN! “There’s GOT to be
something else in this dump I can eat.” Another growl escaped her belly, making Loona madder by the
second. “Shut UP! Gah… Your just as fucking bad as Blitzo!”

Looking around her and swiping her hands across the empty containers for anything else she may have
missed; she was starting to breath hard in frustration before she simply grabbed the nearest thing she
could reach and clamped her jaws over it. Munching on the cardboard box, she didn’t care what it
tasted like, so long as it could fill her. Much to her surprise and delight… Cardboard tasted sweet, almost
like biting into wafer cookie. Chewing down the card and paper to the point she was shoving it all down
her throat, she reached for another carton and did the same. Ironically cleaning up the mess she made
so that she could eat more, Loona moaned into each mouthful of paper and plastic she shoved into her
open maw. She never realised how delicious it all was. The paper was as sweet as biscuits, the glass like
hard candy, and the plastic was as sweet as sugar. She needed more, WANTED more! If only so she
could feel that tantalizing rush of pleasure again. Picking up a jar she licked clean of all its jam, she
shoved it whole into her mouth and swallowed it straight down without caring about the glass breaking
under her teeth. She was so close now; she could feel her stomach get heavier with every bit and nearly
touch the floor as she shambled on all fours to get the last empty package.

Swallowing the last dry bite, she could get; her eyes went wide as it finally happened again. Collapsing to
the floor and cushioned by her stomach and grapefruit sized breasts, a trickle of moisture ran down her
inner thigh as she went into orgasmic convulsions that wracked through her nervous system. A dim-
witted smile graced her fanged face while her eyes rolled back from the pleasure. Slumping down fully
and sighing as the experience ebbed down, her body went on the next stage after she had eaten until
she was full. Chuckling and swooning in her little food-gasm, she was oblivious to the sound of fabric
stretching and tearing as the stocking around her legs groaned in complaint, stretching past their limits,
and tearing holes that exposed her grey fur. Her hips and thighs expanded even larger, now sporting a
plump rear that let her ruined skirt rise over the slopes of her ass before the waistband finally gave up
and snapped off her hips. Her breasts and belly expanded along with her bottom half, with her breasts
now being compared to small pumpkins that rose the slope of her growing belly. The fabric of her top
cricking in complaint before ripping apart from the back and having her ruined top fling out in front of
her like a sling shot, freeing her massive tits to the air. Her cheeks and jowels rounded out more, giving
her a softened face.

Getting up to her fattened feet, Loona had been stripped completely naked of her ill fitted clothing, all
save for one item that still clung to her neck. The gluttony collar was still fit around her thickened neck
this whole time, somehow stretching along with her skin to keep snug, but not painfully so. Sluggishly,
she stood to her full height and nearly fell over with her new center of gravity pulling her down. Every
part of her had become swollen and heavy, with thunder thighs keeping her upright, a rear as wide as a
car tire and a ponderous gut that hung slightly to obscure her naval. Not even caring she was completely
naked or that she now looked over 300 pounds, the bloated hellhound looked for something else to bite
into. Prying the cupboards open again she rummaged for empty containers, forks, knives, spoons, and
every coffee mug in sight, stuffing them all down one by one. When she was done, her stomach had
grown rounder, but not as full as she had hoped. Every meal that made her reach her peak; her stomach
only grew larger, more empty, more demanding. A deep and low growl from her stomach made Loona
grimace and clutch at her softened middle with both hands to shake it.

“Shut the FUCK up! I’m filling you aren’t I?”

Glaring back at the empty cupboards, Loona ripped the cabinet door off its hinges and bit right into it,
chewing at the wood and fluttering her eyes at the savoury flavour. It was pure insanity, but nothing
tasted awful to her, the wood, the metal, the glass, they all had their sweet and sour flavours that just
danced off her tongue and made her want to eat more. And more she did. Once the cupboard doors
were torn off the walls, so too did the shelving, then the garbage bin and the condiments. Then it
happened again, eagerly she shivered and leaned against the wall, pawing at her fat curves and sensitive
spots as a rush of pleasure exploded up and out from her body. Her eyes fluttering and knees going
weak as it took everything she had to stay standing. The rush was getting more intense, smoldering
instead of blasting her psyche with orgasmic pleasure every time she ate until she was full. But it was
getting harder to fill her growing stomach each time she reached that peak. She needed something more
substantial, something LARGER to fill her belly. Now! Eyeing the chairs and table, she raised her heavy
arms over her head and smashed them to bits, grabbing what debris she could bite into and started
eating the furniture piecemeal.

If she wanted to feel that same experience again soon, then she was going to have to eat something
substantial. But what could she eat after the cafeteria had been striped of everything, she could sink her
teeth into? Thankfully for her, that question got answered with the cafeteria door being kicked open.

“Loona! Millie told me you ate my lunch, that better not be true or else…”

Looking up at the fattened and naked hellhound swallowing the last piece of the table in the barren
room and licking her fanged lips at the sight of him, Moxxie found himself feeling like a mouse peeking
his head out of a hole in the wall and finding himself in front of the house cat licking her chops right back
at him. Raising his hands up defensively, Moxxie tried to slowly step back.

“I can see you’re busy, I’ll leave you to…”

“COME HERE, YOU FUCKING LITTLE…!” Stomping towards the confused and terrified imp, Moxxie didn’t
have a chance to turn to run before he felt a pair of hands grip his shoulders and hoist him up into the
air. Quickly spun around in the air, he blinked for only a second to find himself staring down the open
jaws of I.M.P.’s secretary before he was shoved headfirst into her mouth. Clamping down over his
shoulders, Loona dragged her tongue across his screaming face, moaning with her mouth full just as she
began to gulp him down further. Pushing his shoulders past her lips, her eyes narrowed when she found
him kicking his legs for deer life. Grabbing his feet and shoving him down further, her neck bulged from
the force of Moxxie taking up space. With another gulp he was waist down to her lips and his protesting
kicks had finally stopped. With her hands plants firmly on her wide hips, she slurped the rest of him
down with his tail slurped up like a strand of spaghetti. Feeling finally full, Loona gave off a low belch
that nearly caused the ceiling to chip.

She had done it, she had swallowed her co-worker whole, and the moment she did, her world exploded.
One cataclysmic orgasm after the other crashed through her psyche and caused her to collapse onto her
back. Moaning out loud and pawing at her tits, her hips twerked on their own as she gushed between
her legs. The experience was even more intense then when she ate food or just raw matter, and so were
the aftereffects. When her pleasure high ebbed away and she was able to look up at the ceiling with
clear vision, her body began to expand and grow. Her thighs and ankles grew thicker and larger, her feet
growing and expanding to accommodate her larger frame. Her shoulders broadened and her tits swelled
to the size of watermelons resting on a belly comparable to a beanbag chair in size. Her arms grew
thicker as well, packing on mass while her hands became pudgier, almost like paws. When it was done,
her stomach growled like some terrible beast, one reciprocated by its owner when she rolled over to her
side and eventually to all fours, looking almost comparable to an overfed demon bear than the slim
hellhound she started as. Darting her eyes and sniffing the air, Loona was nearly wild with hunger, eager
to find anything that could fill the void in her stomach. When her nostrils picked up something on the
other side of the door, she sniffed against and licked her chops.

“So, we’re ALL in agreement then; the black suit is the best of the two. Heh… Makes me feel happy I
burned up the receipts on the way here, REALLY cements that I made the best decision, really.” Nodded
Blitzo as he held up the one suit and tossed the other in the trash bin behind him.

“Great decision-making boss, I should let Moxxie know.”

“Well, he’d better get here quick with Loona, I was going to tell him I had to dock his pay just to afford
these two suits.”

A heavy thumping sound distracted the two imps, making them look up and around the office as bits of
plaster sprinkled down from the ceiling. Narrowing his eyes, Blitzo frowned.
“Aww, don’t tell me that whore Verosika is down in the parking lot again, sigh… Can’t get ANY peace and
quiet in hell.”

A massive presence just outside the office could be heard making heavy footsteps towards the door,
only for the thing to get torn off its hinges and crumble to splintered wood in the hands of some massive
furry creature biting into the lumber and shoving it all down her gullet. Squeezing her fattened frame
through the door frame and breaking it in the wake of the mass and bulk of her hips and ass. Stomping
her way in once she was free, she looked down at the two confused imps and licked her lips with wild,
hunger-mad eyes.

“Loona?!”

“GASP!...” Stary eyed and looking up at the massive bear of a hellhound looming over them both, the
imp was filled with nothing but misplaced fatherly pride for the massive creature driven mad with
hunger. “My widdle Woona is all grown up… And grown OUT too! Guess that means I need to get you a
bigger doggie bed too. Millie! I’m docking your pay too to get our secretary a bigger…”

Ignoring his voice, Loona stomped towards the table and grabbed what she could, shoving it all down
her mouth and chewing it down to swallow whole. The act making Millie ‘Eeep’ and jump out of the way
as the oversized wolfess grabbed at her chair and bit down on it like it was a sandwich. Huddled
together at the corner of the room while the fattened hellhound gobbled up their furniture a piece at a
time, nothing seemed to satisfy her until she reached the newly bought suit that was sitting on the table
before she ate that too. Licking her lips, she opened her mouth wide to let the tailored black suit dangle
overhead and only stopped when she heard her boss call her out.

“LOONA! Don’t you eat daddy’s new suit that cost me both you and Moxxie’s pay checks!”

Narrowing her eyes and growling just as loudly as her stomach, Loona shoved the suit into her mouth
and swallowed it all down in one gulp. Gasping and falling to his knees in horror and disbelief, that
quickly faded to indignation with Blitzo marching up to his now 7 foot tall adopted daughter and pointed
an accusing finger between her melon sized breasts.

“THAT’S IT! NO MORE TREATS FOR YOU YOUNG LADY! WHAT HAVE YOU TO SAY FOR YOURSELF?”
“I’m FuCkInG StArViNg!” Loona roared, reaching out with both hands and snatching up Blitzo and Millie
who was still shivering at the corner of the room. Hoisting them both up to see eye to eye in her paws,
she opened her jaws wide enough that the two could see down her throat. “GiVe Me SoMeThInG To
EaT!!!”

Shoving them both into her open mouth headfirst, Lonna purred with delight as her tongue lathered
over both of their faces and tasted their flavours. Ignoring their struggles, she shoved them deeper into
her mouth, gulping them down inch by inch ever so slowly while her hands grabbed what she could to
keep them going deeper down her throat. Her neck bulged with the two of them being swallowed, their
shoulders passing her lips even as their legs kicked wildly, and their tails snapped back and forth struggle
free. In the span of a minute their shoes finally disappeared down Loona’s jaws, and their tails were
slurped down seconds later.

“Aaaaw Yeah! FUCK YEAHHHHHHHHRRRRRGH!”

Collapsing onto the table and crushing under her own mass, Loona was an orgasmic mess as she felt the
effects of her stomach full once more, this time with TWO imps inside her. Squirming her thighs
together and rolling onto her back, Loona could do nothing but moan out loud, draping her hands down
her fat neck to her massive tits, all the way down to the pudge of her swollen stomach. Her erotic
pleasure wracked through her body and mind for almost 3 minutes before she finally found it die down,
granting her a moment to pant and catch her breath while her vision cleared looking up at the ceiling.

A stupid grin graved her fattened round face, just as her body began to grow and change once again. Her
weight rapidly began to double, her thighs and ass expanding like balloons while her stomach rounded
out again. Her shoulders and arms grew larger, almost matching her legs and thighs in mass and bulk
while her hands lost definition and became meaty paws matching her feet. Her lupin bushy tail suddenly
began to change as well, becoming thick and heavy, growing longer with each second until it looked
almost saurian. Rolling onto all fours and shivering from the changes, she never noticed the green collar
creak and stretch to accommodate her thickening neck, growing longer from her shoulders until her
neck was almost half as long as her arm. Forced to stand on all fours, she scratched at her scalp from an
intense itching. Itching that was finally relieved when a pair of horns jutted out of her scalp and curved
back behind her.

Now looking like some terrible behemoth, Loona tried to stand up to her hind feet and grunted when
her head hit the ceiling, she had to have grown to over 12 feet tall and likely weighed a metric ton after
all she had eaten. But any thoughts to dwell on the matter ceased immediately when her stomach began
to growl, demanding to be fed again.
“HuNgRy! HuNgRy!! HUNGRY!!!”

Outside on the busy streets, demons and devils were crossing the streets or driving recklessly on the
road, only to stop when they all heard a terrible roar from the five-story building nearby with the I.M.P.
sign on top buzzing when the power feeding it went out. Smashing and crashing could be heard inside
the building, along with belching that seamed to be just as loud and intense as a fog horn. But most of
all, a growing shadow inside dug its way from one floor to the next, growing bigger the longer the
pedestrians watched it. Everyone outside watched on in confusion, some scratching their heads while
others watched as the building seemed to slowly cave in on itself, almost as if the load bearing walls
inside were being knocked down.

“Huh… Wonder what dem imps er up to?” Wondered a demon with a t-shirt that read ‘Dis City is Hot!’

His question was answered when a massive furry fist the size of a small car punched its way through the
wall, followed by the rest of what was breaking her way through the cramped space to look around and
leer down at the stunned citizens of hell looking up at a 40-foot tall, bloated hellhound. Looking down at
all the delicious looking demons at her feet, the towering hellhound could only lick her slobbering lips
and grab the nearest one she could spot and swallow him down in one go like he was a kernel of
popcorn.

“HuNgRy! HuNgRy!! HUNGRY!!!” Falling to her hands and feet, the lumbering giant hellhound lumbered
through the city, grabbing what she could with her meaty paws or just simply biting down on what she
could into her mouth. Nothing that caught her eye were spared; cars, mailboxes, light posts, but what
REALLY caught her attention were the throngs of demons fleeing for their immortal lives. Everything
tasted delicious to Loona by this point, to an almost addicting degree, but when she grabbed a handful
of screaming succubae panicking in her fat hand before being shoved into her toothy mouth and
swallowed whole, the sensation was like ambrosia. She had to have more. She NEEDED to have more.
And the best part was more was all around her. Like some overweight and oversized grizzly bear with
horns and a furry dragon’s tail, the giant hellhound nearly giggled like a maniac as she grabbed a car full
of demons and bit into it like a sandwich, her eyes fluttering at the taste of metal and rubber by the time
she shoved it completely down her throat and swallowed.

“Yes! YES!!!”
Shuddering, the massive creature moaned and wailed as an orgasm crashed through her entire body,
her enormous tail swinging back and forth and knocking walls down in their impact as waves of intense
pleasure coursed through her now that her stomach was full. Everyone else who was nearby, paused in
their running to watch as the monstrous demonic monster wailed and moaned, rolling onto her side and
squeeze at her breasts and squirm her thighs together. What came next made everyone grimace when
the already massive hellhound began to grow… Bigger! Her entire body creaked like the sound of taut
rope as her body grew bigger, fatter, and larger. Cars were pushed out of the way of her growing flanks
while her tail swung back and forth, growing longer and heavy enough to crush a bus in half. Then
something else began to happen when she grew past being 50 feet tall. Her horns grew longer, arching
back into curves while studded spines began to jut out the back of her neck and back their way down
her back and down her furry tail. Getting up to all fours, the massive draco-wolf sniffed the air and
looked around to find herself surrounded with more to eat.

“CaN’t GeT EnoUgH! NoT EnoUgH! MoRe! MORE! MOAR!!!”

Grabbing the first thing she could reach, Loona opened her mouth wide and shoved the front of a bus
down her throat, gulping it all down one gulp at a time until the bumper and muffler pasted her lips and
the vehicle slide down her throat. Bellowing out a hungry roar, the immense kaiju of a hellhound
stomped her way deeper into the city, eating everything she encountered. Vehicles, buildings, nothing
was outside of her reach or her desire to eat. But what really captured her attention were the demons
themselves. Grabbing another handful of the panicking imps and fiends and shoving them into her
mouth, Loona chewed only sparingly before swallowing them all down whole. The results only sped up
the slow climb to her orgasmic peak of filling her stomach. And each time she did… The entire city had to
buckle down and cover their pointed ears to her screams and wails of release, causing just as much
damage riding out pleasure high as she did in her hunger induced rampage.

A rampage that only grew as she did every time, she got full. In the span of an hour, she already reached
100 feet tall, then 200, then 300. And every growth spurt she seemed more and more fattened but
never immobile, indeed it was as if no matter how much she ate, her body would accommodate the
added mass so she could keep going, keep eating. A vicious eternal cycle that fueled itself on her
maddening hunger. Despite her size, and her horrifying appearance, she still wore the green collar
around her neck. The item stretched and expanded to match her neck that now could be measured 30
feet in diameter with a tag the size of a car made of solid brass with her name etched into it. It's
polished surface glowing as her hunger intensified. Lumbering towards the city core, Loona swooned
and hugged her massive arms around a skyscraper, still reeling from the last orgasmic blast to her
psyche before she became almost unrecognizable from what she was when she started. A second pair of
horns sprouted next to her current pair and arched back like a crown, while she licked the glass surface
of the floor she was leering into with a forked tongue. Seeing the panicking demons inside desperately
try to reach for the elevators and stair wells, Loona pouted her lips and waged a pudgy clawed finger at
them.
“Oh No YoU DoN’T. YoU’Re ALL GoInG In My StOmAcH!”

Pressing her lips against the glass windows of the floor she spied into, she kissed the windows just as she
began to inhale. The moment she did, the glass broke, and the interior of the building began to be
sucked into her mouth. Like sucking in the air of an inflated balloon, the skyscraper quickly began to
become concave while Loona’s stomach bloated out to match, her height increasing and the spikes
running down her long neck and back became more pronounced. Her hips getting wider and her ass
becoming a shelf of mass that merged with her tail. Clawing up the building, she pulled everything down
her maw until the entire skyscraper was gone, and in its place was a towering 500-foot-tall dragon-
hellhound giving off a bellowing belch that shattered windows for miles.

“MORE!!! MOOOOAAAAAAR!!!!!!”

“This is 666 News with your hosts Katie Killjoy and Tom Trench with a special report.” Smiled the pale
skinned anchor as she combed her thin fingers through her blonde hair and grinned to the camera.

“That’s right Katie, it seems we have an impromptu kaiju situation down here in Hell, one that’s ahead of
schedule.” Explained the gasmask wearing co-anchor while a live feed of Loona stomping around the city
eating cars was broadcasting behind him. “The arrival of Destroyah from the mortal plain wasn’t
expected for a few more weeks. So obviously the city’s not prepared for all the property damage… Heh,
she kind of reminds me of my last girlfriend.”

“You WOULD say that Tom… You fucking chubby chaser.”

“At least they don’t judge a guy so ugly he needs a mask! What’s YOUR excuse Katie? Because there’s
not enough liquor in the world to make me want to ride YOUR ass late at night.”

“Well, you know what they say Tom.” Hissed the arachnid woman as she turned her red eyes towards
her co-host. “Money can’t buy you love, but it can afford a big fucking vibrator with 5 settings. Maybe
YOU should buy one… Oh you can’t, because they don’t pay you as much as they do me.”
“Does it come with a ‘make the bitch go silent’ setting? Because something tells me you aren’t using it
right.”

A sudden tremor in the studio stopped the two from flat out attacking each other on live television,
looking around nervously as the tremors grew in timing and intensity. Plaster rained from the ceiling and
the overhead lamp fell off its hinges and crashed onto the wide wooden table where Tom’s coffee mug
on the desk rolled off and spilled hot coffee on his lap. Clasping his hands over his crotch burns and
slipping out of sight from the camera, Katie looked back to the veiwers and clutched at the table for dear
life.

“Ladies and gentlemen, we seem to be having some technical difficulties at the moment… And crap I’ve
never seen before!”

At that moment the tremors reached a deafening pitch until it all went silent and still. The roof was
peeled back by some terrible force, leaving the studio wide open to look up at the sky to find a massive,
overweight Loona eating their roof, then looking down at them and lick at her fanged lips at the frantic
and fleeing studio staff while she grabbed both sides of the building and hoisted it up off its foundation.
Opening her jaws wide and ready to pour the building down her throat like a bag of peanuts. Hugging
each other tightly, Kaite and Tom shivered as they both looked down at the Hellhound’s open maw.

“I’ve always loved you, Katie.”

“You have NO idea how badly I wanted to screw you over the table on live tv…”

Staring down into the abyss, the two screamed as Loona shoved the building into her mouth and
everything went dark.

Shoving the remains of the news station down her throat and giving off a world-shaking burp when it
finally reached the pits of her stomach, Loona moaned with delight when she felt the same rush course
over her. Each and every time she finally felt full, the experience never got old, if anything it only
intensified. Convulsing in tremors that wracked her entire body, Loona fell to her side and rode out the
explosively orgasmic tidal wave that crashed against the shores of her psyche, paralysing her in pure
pleasure. Her massive body quaked as soon as she hit the ground. Her bulk and fat swaying for over a
minute like a titanic jello mold that continued to sway even as she squirmed and wriggled in delight.
Hefting her tits up in her crossed arms, she licked at their now house sized slopes, managing to reach
her stiff nipples thanks to her lengthened neck.

And just like clockwork, when her pleasure high began to crest and recede, the emptiness returned.
With it, she felt her body grow larger and fatter. Falling to all fours and feeling her stomach graze the
ruined ground underneath her, her hips expanded as well as her shoulders, all while her thighs and arms
grew bulkier and larger. Her fingers and toes splayed out like the talons of some terrible lizard, gripping
the stonework underneath her with the same ease as crumbling styrofoam, her tailed fattened and
lengthened further. By now she was over a kilometer long, and only getting bigger. Looking up with her
now longer neck over the horizon, the now dragon-looking hellhound frowned as her stomach already
began to growl, demanding more and more every time. But even she was starting to realise that her
stomach’s demands were becoming greater than what she could keep up with. Every time she grew, her
hunger grew with it, and currently more so with every growth spurt. Before she was just hungry, but
now she was utterly starving.

“So HuNgRy… ToO MuCh… NoT EnOuGh! NOT ENOUGH! I NeEd MoRe…” She moaned, clutching at her
demanding stomach as it growled in protest in not being full.

Still growing larger, Loona rolled her shoulders uncomfortably as she felt other changes began to wrack
over her. Wincing and gasping, a pair of growths began to form at either side of her neck. Growing out
of her shoulders and growing longer and thicker by the second until they match the length and girth of
her own neck. The stumps at the ends suddenly began to change, splitting open to form mouths filled
with fanged teeth and forming lupin noses and burning red eyes of their own. Long white hair sprouted
from their heads in different styles from the one Loona sported with her hair cut to the side to let the
rest drape over the side. One head wore her hair short and spiky while the other wore its own hair in
braids. The growth ended when the two new heads sprouted two sets of curved horns to match the
original and cried out with a gasp of air now that they had completely formed.

Sitting up, the three heads of Loona could only stare back at each other in total shock as they felt up
each other’s necks and explored their faces with her claws. Her transformation into a Cerberus finally
complete.

“Wha… WhAt ThE FUCK!?”

“ThE FuCk Is ThIs?!”

“ThE FuCk YoU LoOkInG At?!”

A low growl distracted the three as they clutched their claws against the folded sides of their demanding
belly. If the transformation had done anything, it only made the new Cerberus even MORE hungry.

“ThIs Is AlL YoU’Re FuCkInG FaUlT! YoU ShOuLd HaVe ShOvEd ThAt FuCkInG CoLlAr Up BlItZo’S ASS!”

“KeEp TaLkInG AnD YoU’Ll HaVe SoMeThInG ShOvEd Up YOUR AsS!”

“WoUlD YoU BoTh StOp FuCkInG TaLkInG! I’M StArViNg HeRe!”

Looking out across the city, the three didn’t share another word as they all began to bite into what they
could. Handfuls of vehicles, pedestrians and even whole houses made their way into Loona’s three
mouths, swallowing everything she could whole in the hopes of getting full as soon as possible. All the
while her minds were overstimulated with the thousands of intense flavours that graced her tongues
and tastebuds. More than once, one of Loona’s heads paused to shudder and purr in delight from so
much passing her lupin lips. Skyscrapers that would have been painful to look up at from her original size
were now nothing more than glittering edible snacks comparable to the size of traffic pylons to her,
ripping them off their foundations and shoving them tower first into each of her mouths that left them
swooning in delight. When nothing else was left standing that could rival her size, Loona fell back to all
fours to rest on her massive rotund belly and gigantic breasts to scoop up entire streets into her hungry
maws, a look of bliss on her three chubby lupine faces as she ate and swallowed whole entire houses,
apartments and city blocks with the same effort as devouring pizza or cake. And the flavours were
unparalleled. The experience was like eating entire buffet’s worth of flavours and foods all at once,
ironically some of the places she ate WERE buffets.

In the span of minutes, the entire city was devoured down to its foundation and even that was being
torn up to be bitten into by three hungry mouths who moaned with the delight at the chocolatey flavour
of the hellscape they were devouring. Stones and rubble tasted just as sweet, finding some had the
flavour of jellybeans or hard candy. It wasn’t long until she felt her foot sink into the earth, cracking the
landscape around her like she had fallen through the thin ice of a frozen lake. She had grown so much
and devoured so much, the city’s landscape and the realm it was made up of began to crumble around
her, leaving the bloated Cerberus to float in the air as the center of gravity now circled around HER.

“AlMoSt! AlMoSt!”
Plucking stray slabs of rock and rubble out of the air around her and gobbling them up, the moment it
went down her throat, the trio of heads gasped in unison. A rumble started in their city sized belly,
followed by tremors that shook through her limbs and down her tail and finally up to her three necks.
When it reached her three heads, the trio screamed out in unison when they were finally rewarded.

“HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!!!!!”

Like a tidal wave of flesh and pleasure, Loona convulsed and wailed as multiple orgasms exploded
through her nervous system. Waves and waves of intense pleasure coursed through her and sent her
three heads into a near permanent state of euphoria, lolling their tongues out of their open mouths as
they cried and wailed out in bliss. Their eyes fluttered as their claws roamed over their plump figure,
squeezing, and tweaking her stiff nipples while her thighs and ass twerked against her shared will.
Caught off guard, Loona found one of her extra heads pull her in for a passionate kiss, their tongues
dueling together as they moaned into each other’s mouths. Only pulling away when the third wanted
her own turn, wrestling their tongues together while the other head sensually licked up Loona’s neck.
The pleasure high of it all smouldered for minutes between her three minds.

“Hnnnnnngh… WhO’d HaVe ThOuGhT EaTiNg A CiTy WaS A FuCkInG TuRn On?”

“YoU… TeLl It SiS… SiStEr…”

“Hmmm….”

Floating in the void of her devoured home, the titanic sized Cerberus hugged herself and basked in the
sensation of being full for so long, and the euphoria she was rewarded for it. It was enough that it left
the three headed hellhound monstress a fleeting sense to rest and bask in her bliss… But then just as
wonderful as the tide of pleasure was when she reached her peak, the watermark of when it finally
receded to fuel her body’s growth finally came. Each growth spurt was more intense than the last. And
this was no different. In the span of seconds, Loona could feel the creak and groan of her body
expanding and growing. 25 Kilometers long, 50, 75, she just kept growing longer from head to tail and
bigger all around, dwarfing the space she originally took up. Her thighs rivalled the skyscrapers she
devoured ten times over in diameter and still they grew wider, her hips and ass were a pair of bulbous
spheres that rested her massive 100-kilometer tail. Her breasts matched the size of her ass in both
volume and weight, levitating of their own accord like a pair of moons in close orbit to their planet, the
almost spherical belly she sported. And still she grew, becoming more and more, occupying more space
until her spiny back pressed up against the barrier that made up the circle of hell she occupied.
“FuCk! RuNnInG OuT Of RoOm…”

Squirming and pressing her elbows against the barrier behind her, her massive tail eventually snaked its
way around until its spiky club of a tip was right in front of her three noses. A new set of horns jutted out
of her three heads and spiky growth began to form on her shoulders and thighs.

“CoMe ON! MoVe YoUr FuCkInG AsS!”

“It’S YOUR AsS YoU FaT BiTcH.” Growled one of her heads. “YoU MoVe!”

By now Loona had taken up the entire sphere of the hell she resided in and getting bigger by the second
with no more room to spare. Growing under the breath of her three heads, the Cerberus growled and
snarled, struggling against her shrinking prison until she heard something crack. Cracks and fissures
began to form around the enclosed barrier around her, no longer capable of containing her growing
form. Struggling more violently, Loona thrashed and struggled to make more cracks, anything to make
more room for herself before she would suffocate. Like a baby chicken breaking free of its egg, Loona
finally broke free of the sphere of hell she was in and gasped for air as she climbed her way out. Biting
into the crumbling remains of the sphere like it were dried pie crust. Picking the last of it all clean, Loona
looked around for anything else to feast on, the growl in her stomach now returning in full force and as
demanding as ever.

All around her it was a pitch-black void save for the crumbs of the circle’s remains her other heads
gobbled up as they floated close enough to eat. A barren void with nothing else in it as far as her three
sets of eyes could see in the murky abyss. But to her growling stomach, it didn’t care, it demanded to be
filled, with anything she could get. But as far as she could tell, there was nothing in sight.

“WhAt Is ThErE To FuCkInG Eat ArOuNd HeRe?!?”

“WhY ArE YoU AsKiNg Me FoR?” Growled one of her heads as the two sneered and growled at each
other. “I’m YoU, YoU DiM-WitTeD BiTcH!”

“YOU’RE THE BITCH!”

“ShUt ThE FuCk Up! ThE BOTH oF YoU!” Snarled the third head on the left, pointing out over the vast
swirling horizon in front of them, they all squinted to spot several other spheres of hell floating nearby,
clustered together. The instant she spotted the other circles of Hell, Loona immediately began to
salivate as she flailed her arms and legs in a clumsy attempt to swim in the abyss towards the nearest
bubble of reality in front of her. Sluggishly and growing hungrier by the second, the instant she had
finally sunk her claws into another circle of hell she pulled it close and clamped her three sets of jaws
over its surface.

Cracking under the pressure of her teeth, the shell fractured and formed a trio of broken holes where
the Cerberus immediately began to inhale with all her might, pulling in all the raw matter they could
slurp up. It didn’t even matter to them which circle they were trying to eat, the sensory overload from
all the millions of flavours assailing her tastebuds made her eyes flutter and a toothy grin to form on her
three lips as they ate and drank everything that circle had to offer. In the matter of minutes, the shell
began to crack and become concave, collapsing like a balloon losing air until it all finally went down her
throats. With another circle of Hell occupying her stomach and making her full, the Cerberus roared out
a world-shaking belch at the crescendo of when she finally felt full, and her minds went blank with
orgasmic pleasure.

Shivering in delight, Loona looked to the other circles and went wild eyed with glee, not even caring
which one she wanted to start with next. All she could think about was more. One hell soon fell for the
other, joining the rest in her stomach. In no time at all, the entire of hell was in her stomach… And she
was immense. Barely recognisable, the draconian Cerberus looked around furiously while her planet
sized belly roared and growled in hunger. Snapping and growling at her other heads, they had become
so blinded with hunger, they were almost mindless with the need. It finally reached a level of
desperation that Loona simply opened her mouth and began to inhale. Much to her and her other
head’s surprise, the swirling dark matter all around them started to get pulled into her mouth and down
her throat. Soon all three were eating up the abyss they floated in, its contents seemingly infinite as she
was trapped in devouring a reality that seemed to go on and on.

Inside Loona’s stomach… Aka the NEW Hell.

“Sigh… Doesn’t she just make you proud? My daughter finally went and became someone you can’t
ignore.” Sighed Blitzo, his hands clasped to the side of his face while he fluttered his eyes in adoration up
at the sky. “That’s my daughter out there…”
“She ate all of Hell Blitzo! There’s nothing to be proud of… Unless you live in smug city, arrogant pricks!”
Scoffed Moxxie, sitting by himself on a pile of rubble next to his wife Millie who leaned her shoulder
against him with a toothy grin.

Spinning on his heel and planting his hands at his sides, the leader of I.M.P. harrumphed and snapped
his thin tail in disgust. “You’re just jealous because YOU don’t have an adopted daughter of your own
who ate all of Hell, maybe if you and Millie managed to get it on more often, you might actually have
one of your own.”

“That might be true… If we didn’t find you WAITING IN THE SHADOWS WITH A DAMN CAM-CORDER!!!”

Smirking, Blitzo scoffed and spun back around his heel to look back up into the membranous sky
overhead. “Pffff… Please, like anyone else here is squeamish to do the vertical monster mash while on
camera.”

Looking up at the sky, it was all in fact the interior of Loona’s stomach. Everywhere they looked they
found the denizens of the city they lived in rummage through the rubble around them while more and
more matter from Hell rained down from three sources overhead. Almost on its own, the rest of the
debris began to re-settle itself to what it was BEFORE it was chewed up and swallowed by the new
Cerberus that devoured it all outside, with buildings rebuilding on their own and streets coming back
together one chunk at a time. For the past few days, Loona’s stomach was very quickly becoming the
new space Hell was occupying, and every time it seemed like her stomach was running out of space, the
immense stomach simply doubled in size, expanding the never-ending void that kept her perpetually
hungry. All the circles of Hell had completely rebuilt itself and now Loona’s three mouths acted like
pressure valves for new souls to pour in.

“Are you still upset that she ate your lunch Moxxie-poo?” Asked Millie, fluttering her eyes back at her
husband ith her hands folded in her lap, the result of which had him cross his arms and look away from
her innocent looking smile.

“I’m upset she ate ME!”

“AAAAAAAAAW… Well, if it makes ya feel better, I found yer lunch she ate earlier, you can have it now if
you want.”
Looking down at the plate of mashed and pre-chewed sandwich and banana offered to him by the
smiling imp, Moxxie rolled his eyes and slowly looked away, resting his chin over the palm of his hand,
and sticking his tongue out in disgust while his wife waved the dish in front of him in an attempt to make
it look more tantilizing.

“Thanks Millie, but I’m not hungry.”