You'd been trying your hardest to do your best.

Throughout your entire life you'd been struggling to meet the world's demands, pleasing as many people as you could and generally just making the world a little bit better. Though it didn't last for very long- at the age of 30, you stopped everything and dropped dead. Perhaps it was a car crash, perhaps it was poisoning, the trip down towards your final judgement had made you forget how you died.

The boat was empty as you got on; it was a slow day in the house of Hades’. But it gave you plenty of time to think- had you done good enough? Would the court deem you guilty of something horrible, or would you live happily for the rest of... Well, forever? You were excited, though a nervous feeling was bubbling up your ethereal body as the rickety boat finally came to a stop all on its own, leaving you deposited in front of a small island- this wasn't the courtroom they always spoke about back on earth, it was just a little (albeit luxurious) home on an obsidian bay. But it was obviously where you were supposed to go, the door creaking open as you made your way up...

The black hound was the first thing you saw as you stepped inside. Lounging idly on the couch with her paws propped up on the table, both hands absently rubbing at a big furry belly- had it not been for the busy growls and groans and moans of digestion, you would have assumed she was pregnant. The goddess of death had quite the appetite, as it turned out- well, it was kind of hot anyways.

"Come in, make yourself at home." The jackal said, scooting over just a little to give you room to sit down. She didn't seem like she was about to cast you into the fiery pits of hell... Or whatever the punishment was here. You couldn't help yourself from obeying that command; one second you were standing nervously by the door, the next you were getting comfy right up against her despite the slight twinge of worry still clinging to you. "Okay, so..." She began, giving you a bored look as she finally straightened up.

"You did a good job on earth, your deeds were recognized by Hades, let's skip the boring part." She said, pausing for just a moment and digging one hand into her belly as it let out a needy growl. "pipe it, im feeding you soon... So, you're a voraphile."

The words took you by surprise- well of course she would know, but did she have to bring up something so embarrassing? She watched your face redden a little, a slight smirk splitting her about as you stammered to find some sort of response. "Nah, don't worry, it's not a sin, it's your reward. So the mortal world is pretty boring, right? You can't bring out any of your fantasies or anything while you're down there. But It's different down here, and of course I can make THAT dream come true considering this appetite," she casually clapped her hands against the sides of her swollen paunch as she said that. "to put it more simply, you're not gonna go to heaven. Hades thought you deserved a really special reward, and so apparently I'm gonna lug you around in my gut forever now. So....


Why don't you take a good look of the outside world, and then get over here so I can get this done?"

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Looks like you're getting special treatment, huh?~
This is the first multiple-part story I've ever written, and this is probably the proudest I've ever been over my own work. Expect another part to this soon, I enjoyed writing it!