A few of Hades' minions were circled around him as if waiting for a circus. Pit tried to struggle but it was no use, the cuffs that bound him were tougher than they looked.
"Comfortable, Pitty-pat?"
"Hades? B-but I defeated you!"
"You destroyed my body. My soul is still intact and my pets here are more than welcome to carry out my work. Speaking of which, hope you're hungry."
Behind the minions was a plethora of food. They each began approaching Pit but he held his mouth shut.
"Didn't bring your appetite, Pitty-pat? I guess the hose could remedy that."
Pit gulped as a minion brought forward the hose, dripping with a weird liquid. Another one punched him causing him to groan in pain. While his mouth was open, the first one shoved the tube in his mouth. Pit nearly choked as the flow started.
In truth, he didn't think it tasted that bad, in fact it was rather good. He felt compelled to swallow more. One glance down though and the angel wouldn't be so blissed by the taste.
His once flat stomach began expanding outward as the substance piled into his belly. Pit was completely unaware of this, lost in the taste of his torture. Before long, it looked like Pit had swallowed a ball as his gut billowed out into his lap.
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