" You've got two choices: I can kill you as a devil, or you can be my pet as a human. If you pick being my pet, I promise to take care of you...I mean, I'll feed you well."
Denjis head lied down on the laps of the beautiful woman who hugged him with no hesitation. Denji, tired and worn out, couldn't get a complete look on her face as his view was covered by her huge fucking tits. But he still managed to speak.
"...feed...what's that like?"
" Hmmm...toast with butter and jam, salad, coffee...maybe a dessert?"
...
" Sounds like heaven."
After transforming into a devil for the first time, Denji met Makima and was on the start to a path to the life he always wanted.
" He left a bloodshed of corpses here. A human that can transform into a devil...he's interesting."
" Pochita...I think things are gonna change for me..."
On the car ride back after the chaotic events, Denji sat next to the lady. He was finally able to get a good glimpse at her face and overall physical appearance. Light red hair, yellow eyes with surrounding red rings, a soft smile, and a body that all men will kill for. Denji couldn't stop staring the entire car ride. The lady herself wouldn't care much since she is used to being stared at and Denji not being the first person she recruited under her service. But something about Denji made her turn her gaze towards him and smile. So both of them ended up staring at each other for a while, as it was something completely uncharacteristic of the lady.
" A damn fine woman she is! I think I'm in love..."
" I think I'll get along with this boy just fine."
" I see you're a dog I can use."
Denji came back from the forest carrying the daughter that was kidnapped by a devil, drained and out of breath. After dropping off the girl by the medical van, he walked back towards the lady and, having no energy left, tripped as his face went in between her huge tits. His nose took in her sweet scent. His face felt like it was laying upon huge pillows. He couldn't take the moment to enjoy every second of it as he was too tired and too drained. The lady let out a very light blush, as there was a little heat in her face that quickly faded.
" Oops."
Denji managed to stand up a little, shaking.
" I'm gonna eat my udon noodles."
" You're pretty shaky. Are you gonna be able to eat on your own?"
" I can-'t. I can't."
...
" Say Ah."
Denji opened his mouth in joy as the pretty lady fed him his soggy udon noodles. As he chowed down on his noddles, the lady couldn't help but stare and smile at the young boy. But it wasn't the sort of smile at looking at your cute pet dog eat. It was the smile of a person who increasingly grew more attached to another person. And she didn't want that, but couldn't stop it. "
" WOOF!"
" Heh, you really are a dog."
Denji looked at the lady while eating his noodles. He didn't care for the texture or taste of the noodles since he was already used to eating horrible food way before this.
" So how old are you, Denji?"
Denji stopped eating and looked at the lady. Shit. Should he tell her his age? What will happen. Will she think he is too young? Will his chances of being with her decrease? How old is she?
" I'm...uhm...16."
The lady kept smiling as she figured out the age of the young boy she took in as her pet.
" So young...and cute..."
" So, ehm, what's your name."
" Makima."
"...Ms.Makima...s-...is there some guy you like."
Taken back a little bit by the question, Makima took a while to give a truthful answer.
" A guy like you, Denji."
Confused in her own words, she wondered why she couldn't give a different kind of answer, as she always did with the others. "
" A guy that's like me is me, right?"
A lot has happened so far in Denji's week.
He joined with his friend Pochita to become a devil.
He chose the option of becoming Makima's pet.
He's working in a devil hunter agency.
He's wearing proper uniform.
He's working alongside a devil hunter, Hayakawa Aki.
Both of them fought in an alley, getting along.
And now, his ultimate life goal is set on one thing. It's to feel -
" IT'S TITS!!"
" It stits?"
" Pay attention, dumbass!"
" I'm going to have you pair up with a buddy."
" Buddy?"
" Be careful...she's a devilman. Or rather devilwoman."
" BOW BEFORE ME, HUMAN. MY NAME IS POWER."
" You're my buddy? Wait...IS IT OKAY FOR A DEVILMAN TO BE HUNTING DEVILS!?"
It didn't take long for Denji's eyes to go down to her chest to notice she also had huge fucking tits.
" Well whatever! PLEASED TO MEET YA!"
It didn't take long for Denji to see the kind of person Power is. Outburst, crazy, the need to establish her superiority, childish, and the urge to rush into battle without second thoughts. Strawberry blonde hair and red and yellow eyes that form cross patterns. But even if at first encounter she is too much, he can't deny the fact that she had a very similar killer body to Makima. Their forms and proportions. Maybe he had a much easier chance to get a feel. But the question is how?
" If you retrieve Nyako from that devil, I shall let you feel my breasts. If I were to say that, how would you respond?"
The look of absolute shock of coincidence on Denjis face.
" I'LL MURDER THAT FUCKING DEVIL!"
All life is equally trivial. It's just a cat. So why am I running? Why am I looking for a human? In order to save Nyako? That's a pretty dumb reason.
Light shined upon Power's eyes as she held her Nyako close to her. As she slowly opened her eyes, she felt arms carry her. She looked to see it was the human Denji who saved her. Something about this human boy was different. She only realized how cute he was. The look on his face.
" Why did you save me...I even tried to kill you..."
Denji thought for a moment of why he actually did save her. He pointed at her breasts and did a squeezing motion with his hands. Power just stared at Denji.
" That's a pretty dumb reason."
" WOW! THIS HOUSE IS TINY."
To much of their dismay, Denji and Aki looked at the doorway to see Power, nicely dressed, with her luggage and Nyako. Denji was gonna try to kick her out, until he saw how her fit showed the form of her perfect body quite well. Aki had no idea what she was doing here or how she knew his address until he got on a call with Makima.
" I'd like you to lend Power a room at your house. "
Makima used her charismatic skill on Aki to request him to let her stay there as it would be weird to let a devilman like Power live outside.
" She promised she'll behave herself, so I believe you should have no problem handling Denji and Power. "
...
" I HATE VEGETABLES! BLEH!"
" HEY! NO THROWING FOOD!"
" THAT'S RUDE TO THE FARMERS WHO MADE THAT VEGETABLE, YOU ASSHOLE! MONSTER!"
Didn't take long for Power to prove herself a nuisance for the guys. Throwing food, refusing to bathe herself, and especially refusing to flush the toilet, eventually clogging it. Denji thought he could start tolerating her, but this alone already proved she was starting to be too much. He had to unclog the toilet that was Power's mess. Frustrating.
" Oy, Denji."
" HEY SHIT DEVIL! YOUR FUCKING SHIT IS STUCK AND I CAN'T GET IT CLEARED!"
Power blushed and smiled as she pointed to her breasts and did a squeezing motion with her hand. Denji looked at Power confused.
" A promise is a promise."