a/n-major trigger warning for this one readers. themes of SA and suicide... im not going to lie, this is THE darkest what if chapter we wrote.. as well as the darkest thing weve written in general.
Haichi smiled as he watched the vulture cry out. "It's working! It's working!" He shouted with glee.
"We're about to have a demon to bargain with!" Teien grinned as she wiped the blood off her arms. "Really wish that we gotten Iruma-kun to drag the bird over to the circle though, vultures have one mean bite."
"Bit hard to do when he's making us money in another country. But it'll be even more money soon, my dear." He kissed her cheek.
They watched as the body twitched and gurgled, before bursting with blood as arms came out, and out came a … doll woman? "What … the … fuck!?" She shouted in a teenage voice. "Who the fuck got blood all over my new dress!?"
"Hello Miss demon-"
"Who's the fuck are you twits!?" The curly haired monster shouted angrily as they threw a needle into the air... and it bounced off. "What the fuck, did you fucking cage me like an animal!?"
"I'm Haichi Suzuki, and this is my wife, Teien Suzuki." He introduced.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, we're so glad this book worked." His wife beamed as she showed it off.
"What the shit, give me that!" The demon shouted as she tried to reach for it, but the air got in the way. "Fuuuuuck!!!!"
"Don't worry Ms. Demon-"
"Velvette, bitch!"
"Ms. Velvette." Teien continued. "We won't take up much of your time. We just want to make a deal."
"… You summoned me for a fucking-ugh, what the hell..." The woman grumbled as she popped something pink into her mouth, and began to breathe more calmly. "Alright, tell me where I am and what you want and maybe I WON'T kill you."
"You're in Japan." He explained. "And we want to sell you our son in exchange for money."
The woman blinked as she blew a bubble of gum. "Wow, and I thought Val could be ruthless with his deals." The demon snickered. "Alright, I can work with that ... just a tiny little detail I want to add." Velvette pointed to the book. "Add that book to the pile and I'll form the contract right now."
They both looked at it. "… Well, with the riches a demon from hell can give, it's not like we'll need it." His wife shrugged. "Done."
"Excellent." The woman chuckled as she swirled her hands, multiple words drawing up in the air as paper formed in her hand. "Both of you just sign your last names here and here and everything will be fine and dandy."
"Will do." He smiled, grabbing a pen and signing. "This is it Teien, we'll never have to work again!"
"Easy life here we come! Well, easier than we already had it! It's such a good thing Iruma-kun won't mind us selling his soul to a demon, he's too oriented and well trained to ever complain." She laughed.
Velvette made the contract vanish, as she blew another bubble. "Great, we're all good to go bitches."
"Amazing! Thank you so much!" Teien grinned.
"No, sweet cheeks, thank you… for being the biggest fucking rubes I've ever met!" Red silk formed around their arms and hands as it covered the couple.
"Wait; what's going oooonnnnnn-!?"
Darkness and shadows and flames and brimstone enveloped their bodies … as they landed in a small structure, next to their son. Iruma blinked. "Mom, dad, what happened? Did you try cooking chicken again?"
"No, not this time." He grumbled, standing up … as he came face to face with a tv head, who was giving him a stink eye.
"Who the fuck are you?"
"Gah!" He jumped back. "Who the heck are you!?"
"I asked you first, fucktard!" Lightning shot out of the tv head's fingers and blasted him into the wall.
"Hey!" His wife shouted. "Don't you dare treat my husband like that!"
"Oooh." A moth wrapped his arms around his wife uncomfortably so, his smirk was lecherous. "And how would you like him treated, baby?"
"I... uh..." Teien tried to respond... but couldn't on the account of the moth man licking her neck.
"Alright fucktards, listen up." The demon that started all this spoke up, getting their attention. "These are my latest prey."
"And you put them in the middle of the lounge instead of walking through the front office?" The tv demon raised his digital eyebrow.
"I needed to show you personally to tell you how I fucked them over." The woman smirked as she held out the book in her hands. "Check it. A book that summons demons to the human world."
"Are you fucking serious?!" The moth grinned as he squeezed Teien tightly.
"You tell me Val, you've got a live and breathing woman in your grasp."
"And you will LET HER GO!" Haichi shouted in anger, trying to run at the man. "Iruma, help mommy and daddy out by being a human shield!"
"Yes sir." The boy responded automatically, getting in the way of the lightning bolt the tv head sent out.
"Kids are surprisingly conductive." The tv monster muttered as the lightning got redirected right into Haichi's back, smashing him into the ground.
"Well the fuckers we're trying to sell his soul to me for money, but I tricked them into giving up the whole family's." The doll demon grinned.
"YOU WHAT!?" He and his wife shouted incredulously.
"Wait, you tried to sell my soul, why would you ever-why am I surprised, of course you guys would do that." Their son groaned.
"Ooooh, resignation." The moth smirked. "Can I have the kid this weekend? I could use someone more competent in my shoots."
The woman looked like she was contemplating it for a second. "Nah, they were trying to give me the kid in the first fucking place, might as well wait and see what the fuss about that was about." Velvette shrugged. "You and Vox can split the loving couple as you wish though, think of it as an early sinnmas gift."
"I can respect the free labor you give for little effort." The tv shrugged. "Val, tits or dick?"
"Voxy, you know me... I always go for dick first." Wait what!?
"What do you mean-?" Haichi asked as red smoke wrapped around his neck like a chain. "What are you going to do to us!?" Haichi shouted, panic overwhelming his mind.
"Turn you … into my lovely … little …" The monster licked his lips. "Sex slave."
"You want my dad for kids?"
… They turned to their son. "… What?" Val questioned.
"I meant in understand breeding people for slave labor, they already did it for me, but I'd question using my dad if you want him to have your babies."
The tv blinked. "Did … did you not teach him where children come from?"
"No, I had to learn it in a cave from wild animals after they left me in a forest for a month to get them fruit so they wouldn't have to pay for it."
The woman that started all this blinked before laughing. "Wow… you two are heartless… if you weren't so fucking stupid I'd almost respect your level of ruthlessness." She formed the middle finger as she summoned that red silk again and formed it around their son's neck. "Come along brat, you're now my new assistant. And if your lucky, you won't get shredded and fucked like the last one."
"Yes ma'am." Iruma nodded with no complaint.
"And I guess that leaves me with the woman." The tv grabbed his wife, scrutinizing Teien who's as trepidatious as Haichi was feeling. "I'll figure out some use for her, maybe I can test that new security system on her."
"Remember Voxy, you can rip off her limbs, but leave the holes intact!"
This was … this was … a nightmare.
Vox cracked his neck as he came out of his favorite little plug in spot. "Another day of controlling the masses … another day of success." The high he got from everyone plugging into and watching everything he had to offer… unfucking believable. He didn't even need to form that many contracts to keep his power in line! As long as people watched whatever crap he put on TV, his power would stay high as fuck. "Human bitch, how's my schedule looking?"
"M-m-my name is-" She stuttered nervously.
He zapped her. "Did I ask for your name? No. I asked for my schedule." Torture was fun, but not when they needed actual progress done. Without an answer, the human weakly held up the tablet for him, causing him to twitch. With a frown, Vox swiped it and then he looked at the timetable she arranged…only to find every appointment is out of place, and he spotted every single misspelling and grammar error so bad he felt his digital eyes were going to bleed. He scowled. "Fuck-how the fuck are you this fucking useless!? You can't make coffee for shit, you can't iron my suits, you can't even remember the password on my fucking phone!" He hit her across the head. "Why the fuck were you even born!?"
"I'm … sorry …" The useless woman whimpered with a snivel.
"Fucking hell." He groaned as he reentered the lounge. "Hey Val, do you want to trade? The bitch isn't nearly as competent at basic tasks like I thought." Even if they were a fucking human, the fact they were this incompetent at living made them wonder how the fuck they hadn't died sooner.
"Sure, the man baby keeps crying in all my shoots anyway, really kills the vibe when I'm filing demon centipede." Val huffed a puff of pink smoke as he dragged the sobbing man, who was in a full body gimp suit with only his mouth hole exposing his skin and air.
"I'm … sorry … honey …" The male human sobbed. Gross, they were still talking like this. He couldn't even imagine what level of useless Velvette got.
Said girl walked in, smirking as she took a sip of coffee. "Kid, schedule please."
"You have clothing overview designs at three, followed by sewing for the next two hours. After that you'll have a thirty minute break reserved for trashing Carmine on social media, before going back to arguing with the, quote, 'b.i.t.c.h.' in IMP city for a spot to show off your latest models. Finally you get the rest of the night off around nine."
"Good, now help me by getting me a new drink. Something cold and tasty."
"Yes, Ms. Velvette." He nodded, walking off to the fridge.
"….What the fuck?" Val raised an eyebrow.
"Hello boys, enjoying the toys?" Velvette grinned as she walked over to them.
"Not as much as you apparently." Vox muttered. "The adults are fucking useless. Told the bitch to wash my suit the other day and they somehow filled the whole place with mustard gas."
"B…Bleach… and… ammonia…. Should've… made it clean…." The bitch whimpered as Vox zapped her again.
"This one can't even follow simple directions." Val grumbled, clenching the chain. "How the fuck do you not even know what pegging is, asshole?"
"..I... I just... only slept with... my wife… before this..." The man cried.
"Ugh, so boring and missionary." Val slapped the man to the ground.
The brat came back, presenting a glass to the woman. "A pepsi mixed with liquor so you don't have to taste the bitter booze."
"Thanks Darlin', now please shine my shoes while I talk to the man children."
"Yes, Ms. Velvette." The brat instantly got on his knees and did so.
Vox's screen glitched. "…. How the fuck is the brat of all people the competent one?!" Did they rip them off!?
"Apparently the two dickheads were so terrible at life that they decided to raise a slave to do any little task." The #bitch chuckled. "Brat's a natural doormat with fucking triggers in that tiny screwed up head of his." Velvette smirked as she cupped the boy's face like a pet's. "I just had to say fucking please of all things and he's memorized my schedule, stitched together twenty of my designs in half the time of fifty seemstress, and made my coffee just how I love it without me saying a fucking word."
"Permission to speak freely?"
"Permission granted."
"Honestly this isn't even the worst thing I had to deal with." The brat admitted. "And I get to sleep in a bed without paying for it, along with meals."
Grrrrrr
"You can eat after I'm clean, brat."
"Yes Ma'am." The boy nodded as he went back to work.
"So he'll comply with anything as long as someone says please?" Val grinned. "Then how about you please turn around and suck- "
"Hey, hey, hey, I finally got a competent assistant and I ain't losing it! This is one boy toy you don't get to break in!" Vel shouted at the moth man, pulling the kid back. "You got the twerp's parent's holes to explore, don't get greedy."
Val scoffed. "Fiiine. But you know I like 'em young. Keeps their holes tight."
"… He is the only man to have not tortured me in this building, but somehow he's the most terrifying." The brat said bluntly.
"Oh you sweet, little, dumb boy…. I'm the most terrifying person you'll ever have to deal with here." Velvette grinned as she wrapped her seam around the boy's arms. "And don't you ever forget it."
"Y-yes Ma'am." He spoke with fear, returning to his work.
Vox groaned. "Well … I suppose there's one thing I can try. I've been looking to fully cyberize someone's body."
"Ooh, a robo bitch, nice." Val grinned as he took the human bitch into his hands. "You hear that honey, your little hubby wubby is going to be turned into a life size vibrator! Won't that be fun to watch?"
"No-please no please please please." She began begging, before Val stuck his hands into her throat.
"Funnn." The moth chuckled.
"What about you, kid? Sad to see you daddy go full?"
"Not really." The kid sighed as he kept working on Velv's shoes. "I don't care about useless people."
The Vs all cackled at that. How true, how true indeed.
Velvette threw needle after needle at Val. "Vox, get over here and calm your piss baby of a boyfriend this instant!" She screamed into her phone. One thing or another set the bastard off, and now she had to deal with him ripping apart her models. "And where the fuck is my secretary!?"
She almost hated to say this, but her life had gotten so much smoother by getting that brat's soul. Never spoke up, never complained, and actually got shit done in twice the time of her usual hires and deals. Fucking fast learner too.
Satisfied by nothing but a microwaved meal and a small bit of cotton in the corner of an empty room, so she didn't have to pay the little bitch boy either. Fucking best investment she's ever made, no wonder the parents were trying to sell his soul, they were too stupid to capitalize on the little money maker.
But that wouldn't save them from mutilation if they didn't get their ass here this instant! "Ah, Velvette, how are we doing this fine evening?" The flat faced, smirking face of the Vs zapped in via one of the security cameras.
"Terrible." She growled. "Val tore up my best models, can't expect those bitches to stitch themselves up fast enough." Always slow when you were a weak ass soul victim. "And I don't have my fuckin' coffee to deal with this shit because my secretary brat is fucking missing!"
"Secretary, secretary, you had one of those?" Vox laughed with a knowing smile that was up to shit. "Not sure if I recall if you did."
"... The fuck did you do?" She growled.
"It's what I didn't do." He chuckled. "It's prank week, remember? When we allow employees to do terrible shit to one another so they can feel a little bit better about being tortured the full year themselves?"
"Fuuuuuuck, I don't have time for that shit!!" Vevette pulled on her hair forcibly. "Calm down your piss baby!" She screamed, marching to one of the dress presenters and grabbing her by the collar. "And if you know where the human brat is but refuse to tell me, I'll use your SKIN in my next design."
"Th-the girls locked him in the dressing room. Put hi-im in clothes for the fun of it, l-like a doll." The bitch shivered.
"Ggggggh, those are works of art, not toys! There's going to be hell to pay if any of those clothes are stretched out or ripped!!" Velvette threw the bitch aside as she stormed off. Waaay too much was going wrong today. She was tearing people apart.
Velvette reached the dressing room, breaking the door open. "Alright you worthless pieces of shit, who's ready to die!?" She screamed, ready to jab needles in the limbs of everyone there.
"Ahh, I thought this was a safe zone!" One of the bitches shouted.
"That was before you tore my dresses, little whores! Do you want me to hand you over to Val!?"
"No please!" Spoke up the human … human … wearing makeup that made their lips pop out just so, eyelashes that curled beautifully around their blue orbs. Blush that highlighted the extended, long flowing hair around their body. "I'm so sorry, I'll get you what you want, just don't hurt me please." They waved their arms, exposed beyond a white and red patch cling just right to their shoulders, a manicure that seemed to blend in seamlessly with their nails.
"..." Velvette paused her rampage to get a closer look…. She was certain the brat was a boy… but like this… she could never figure it out.. it wasn't that androgynous flexibility that Val's slutty spider had… this... this was a complete transformation between sexes, you could analyze it with a fucking microscope... and you could not tell anyone that this wasn't a girl… a beautiful….. stunning girl…
"Ah… Miss Velvette…?" The… stunning creature of cuteness tilted their head with such adorable precision that Velvette's eyes almost melted from the pure audacity of it all. "Are… are you okay?"
Badump Badump
"… We are burning all of your old clothes." She stated.
"What?" Everyone there asked in confusion.
"... I'm sorry." The stunning creature stated as Velvette walked up to them. "I'm confused-mnshshshs-!" Vevette gave them no more room to talk as she forced her lips onto theirs, taking in every texture and flavor they could offer.
"You … are no longer going to be my secretary." Velvette said with a smile after what felt like a whole hour of kissing. "You, Iruma … no, too boyish. Irumi! You're going to be my new top model."
"..I... I am?" The kid asked, blinking in shock, still catching his-her breath from the kiss. "But I'm not handsome..."
"No, you're not… you're bloody beautiful." She grabbed the kid by the shoulders. "You are going to go far as a model, dancer, singer, my girlfriend. The top I say!"
"Wait, what was that about being your girl-"
"Details details details, we can hash it all out later, darling, now let's get you fitted into something that actually compliments your figure." She stood up, turning to the others. "You, you're my new secretary. You, get this boy measured. You, cancel the show tonight. Freak explosion, show some burnt bodies."
"Ye-yes ma'am."
"W-wait, am-am I going to be wearing more dresses?" Irumi was blinking in shock.
"Why of course you are my darling little Irumi." She smiled, rubbing their face. "I will make sure you're well fed and have an even comfier bed. All you have to do is wear a couple of things and smile to a camera. Doesn't that sound easy and nice?" Velve asked.
"... It … does … Ms. Velvette-"
"Call me Velve." She whispered in their ear.
"Alright… Velve…"
"Gaggggh, I need more bitches to tear up!" Val cried out as he threw a chair over their heads. "Fuck-fuck-fuck-ooooh, what do we have here?" Val's eyes leered over to Irumi, to her property.
Velvette placed a barricade over the two of them, glaring at the bastard. "Vox! Get your piss baby under control before he rips up my girlfriend!"
"Girlfriend? I didn't even know that's how you swung." Vox zapped in and pulled the moth back, looking at them. "Since when do-huh?" Vox tilted his head. "Did your human brat get a sex change?"
"Their name is Irumi, and no one and I mean no one..." She grew in size as she wrapped the two twinks around with silk and pinned them to the wall. "Will lay a finger on her ever again… or FUCKING ELSE!!" She threw a needle through both their chests to emphasize her point.
"Fuckin' … fine." Val grumbled, pulling it out. "I have other things to worry about anyway." He stormed out of the room.
Vox groaned. "I did NOT need this today!"
"Maybe next time you'll won't let our employees get away with shit that gets in my fucking way!" Vevette growled as she hooked her arm around Irumi. "Come now darling, we have a lot of shopping to do as Hell's future top power couple."
"Um … yes ma'am." Irumi complied unsurely.
"Oh, we'll work on nicknames later. No more of that ma'am stuff." She chuckled, kissing the girl's cheek. This beautiful kid was all hers….and she was going to make sure of that.
Marissa growled as she glared at the bane of her existence. "Now then, Irumi, we're going to do a practice run. Don't feel too bad about missing your lines, I'll be sure to help you if you fail." 'Irumi' Suzuki … the new top model of hell.
This was Marissa's job, to be the most popular girl in hell, promoted by fame and fortune and eyes. She walked in heels even when she bleeds, she wore corsets so tight they broke ribs, and she did vocal exercises until she couldn't speak … and yet this little bitch boy thinks he can just put on a dress and be the best?!
They were just some random kid that followed Miss Velvette around for about a month or so, just doing all the shit jobs they as models were far above doing. Just a busboy for errands, for worthless shit!
Then prank week happened and everything changed. It was just some harmless fun that would've probably gotten the brat killed, but they were in hell, so it wasn't like he would go anywhere else. But the moment Ms. Velvette came in and saw the boy … And made it all fall apart!
Suddenly the queen of fashion, the backbone of the freaking Vs themselves… She devoted all her time and energy into propping up this little drag princess! The first of every new line of dresses, the cover of every fashion magazine! She even got some japanese bitches replacing her other fashion advisers so she could have understanding on 'kawai' shit! IT WAS FUCKING INFURIATING.
But none so much as the fact this brat... this little drag princess…. Was somehow Velvette's GIRLFRIEND!!! "I understand Ms. V-"
"Now now, what did we say about titles?" They asked in a sweetsie sickly tone.
"... Velve-chan?"
"That's right, you're such a smart girl, aren't you Irumi-kins." The Overlord smiled as she kissed the brat on the lips repeatedly, light pink smoke coming out of her lips and into the little shit, who's eyes glazed for a moment. "Stay light on your toes and make sure your voice doesn't crack."
"Got it …" They began walking to the stage … the one that would be their downfall.
Marissa had the entire thing rigged for failure. With just a few little cut ropes, the lights would fall … and crush the brat into paste. "Good luck looking cute when you're an ugly little weasel, bitch boy." She chuckled to herself, ready to end the drag princess once and for all.
Once they got to the center, cutesy music began playing as cameras rolled. The boy took a deep breath. "Debikyu- debikyu- debikyu- debiky u-to! Yoshi! kyō koso kimeru wa!" They cried out some weaboo shit that would get fat dicks hard. "Kamigata chekku! sukāto wa taite. Kimi ni homerareru junbi wa bantan!"
"Showtimes over, you human bitch." She grinned, cutting the rope as the stagelight fell down onto the human …
"Sore o tsukandara kyun to suru?" Who twirled out of the fucking way, looking suprised and afraid… and somehow cuter as a result!
"That's it Irumi, that's the dancing I needed you to incorporate!" Velvette grinned as her eyes lit up with ecstasy. "Keep up more of that!"
"Oh you want more…. You'll get more." Marissa growled.
"Tsumasaki furetara dokitto suru kashira?" Okay, just a lucky break. There was more they could do. "Kawaī tte iwasechau puran wa kanpeki." She began cutting another rope, watching as a stagelight fell once more …
Only for the drag princess to slide out of the way. "Gaaaah, let's see how flexable you can be with a sandbag oncoming your fucking head off!" Marissa grumbled to no one as she cut more ropes.
"Kyō no watakushi wa mu-teki na no! Mohaya tenshi? iya akuma-kyū ni kyūto!" They moved out of the way of the sandbag, gasping in shock. "Maicchaudesho!"
"Adorbs! #cuteandskilled!"
"Ughh, is there anything here that's actually lethal!?" Marissa looked over the buttons for stage control. "Oooh, flamethrower barrage for a fast body clean up…. Ooooops." she chuckled as she leaned her whole arm on it. "Guess I pressed all of them."
Pillars of rainbow fire began making their way to the brat… who began back flipping away from them! "Debi debi debi-kyū! DebiCute! Kurakura saseru wa kimi no koto!!" They slid to the side as two pillars of fire attempted and failed to crush them. "Debi debi debi-kyū! DebiCute! Meramera moeru kono kokoro!"
"Brilliant display darling! #thisgirlisonfire#notliterally#gonnamarryoneday.
"Fuckin' …" She began violently pressing button after button, hoping ANYTHING could crush them.
Multiple spikes, buzzsaws, and fallen objects began making their way to the stage. "Debi debi debi-kyū! DebiCute!" He cried out, dodging each and every piece. "Kimi o furimukaseru tame nara!" Over and over and over! "Debi-kyū! DebiCute! I will give my soul to the devil just for you!" Not even a singe on that dress!
"Magnificent, dazzling, astonishing!!!!!" Velvette practically jumped with joy. "Now tip it all off with the big finisher, darling!!!"
"Aggggggggh!" Marissa began pounding every button, something had to work, something just had to do, something!!!
"Debikyu- debikyu- debikyu- debikyu-!" They avoided a blade-armed mannequin. "Debikyu- debikyu- debikyu- debikyu-!" More fire. "Debikyu- debikyu- debikyu- debikyu-!" A fucking rabid weasel! "Debikyu- debikyu- debikyu- debikyu-to-!" Somehow a fucking to tornado!! "DeviCue- DeviCue- DeviCue- DeviCute!!!!!!!!" They bowed.
"Beautiful Irumi! Beautiful!"
"Can I get off the stage now Velve-chan? I think it wants to murder me." He mumbled.
"Don't be silly darling, that's just how all models feel about performing." Velvette rolled her eyes as she checked her phone. "Okay people, I want perfection, so we're going to do this thirty more times the exact same way and then moving on to the next music video."
"Thirty more times …" The drag princess nervously chuckled.
"Oh you can do it can't you Irumi? I'm begging you." The overlord pleaded with a cutesy pouty face.
"….. Yes Velve-chan."
"Excellent, I always believed in you, and since I believe in you, you can do anything I can tell you to!" Velvette grinned as she kissed the brat again. "#couple goals#never giving up#Velvumi4life."
Damn it all, damn it all, damn it all!
Kitty watched as Mistress Velvette wrapped her arms around the boy/girl they've been hanging around as of lately. "What did I tell you? That nightgown feels lovely, doesn't it?" She asked, looking into a mirror and admiring their form.
"It… does breathe a lot better than most of the dresses." The boy/girl nodded as they looked into the mirror. "Is my hair getting longer? I don't think it's ever gone past my shoulders."
"Well that's because we don't cut it sweetie, good pretty girls don't need it too short, it looks wonderful and mature, and it feels so silky and smooth. Feel my hair." Mistress Velvette took the boy/girl's hand and placed it on her head, preening from the contact.
"That is … smooth." They muttered.
"Yep, I've never cut it once since coming to hell. Everyday I change the style to fit the mood and trend ... and you ... with your… luscious strands of sapphire." Velvette grasped onto the boy/girl's hair, and sniffed it up close like it was Val snorting up cocaine. "One day yours will be the same way, and we can be totes marchers forev's."
"That… sounds... lovely..." They spoke with a shaken down voice.
"It does, doesn't it?" She giggled, pulling out one of her potions. "Now, it's time you drink your medicine." Velvette poured it into the boy/girl's drink. "Sip it all down, every last drop, alright Irumi-kins?"
"But... I don't feel sick-"
"It's all for your throat, so sip it all down, please sweetie?" Velvette pouted as she blinked cutely.
"Y-... Yes Velve-chan." The boy/girl muttered, grabbing the glass and drinking it down, before coughing as they finished. "So … fruity …"
"I made it myself." The overlord led them by the hand as they entered her room. "Something to help keep you perfect, which will make me happy, and you want to keep me happy, don't you Irumi-kins?"
"Yes, yes I do." He/she muttered.
"Do you know what happens to people who don't make me happy?" The woman asked. "I make them sleep outside."
"Oh… " They muttered. "That... that doesn't sound too bad..."
"Oh no… in hell, it's the worst thing possible." Velvette grinned as she placed her chin on the boy/girl's shoulder as she directed him/her to a screen. "Do you know what today is?"
"May the Fourth?"
"…. I'm not sure if you're trying to make a joke or it's just your lack of going outside." The overlord muttered as she turned the screen on. "Today is a little something that all of hell calls extermination day. And this is what happens to bitches that are caught outside."
They all watched as the usual screams populated all of hell, with angels stabbing and slaughtering others. "I … what …" And the boy/girl looked horrified.
"You see that down there?" Velvette asked. "That's what happens to people without protection. Double death, deader than dead. No thoughts or sanity … just an empty void …" She scoffed. "Gone forever without any hope of anything."
"I … they're dead for good …" The boy/girl said hoarsely, full of shock. "I... I could…"
"You'll never have to worry about that though… oh no." Mistress Velvette grinned as she held the boy/girl on the bed. "As long as you're beautiful, you'll always be by my side… always."
"I … see …"
"And for the bestest girl in all of hell … you only get the best in return." With that, the woman began shoving her tongue down the boy/girl's throat. "Pleasure and pampering beyond your wildest imaginations." Velvette muffled out, before pulling back. "Trust me on that, I know how to make us both very happy.
The boy/girl took a few breaths, looking around. "I... Why... why is the robot here?" They asked. "Is Val …"
"Don't mind it, Kitty's just going to film our first time together."
"Wait... what do you mean by-" Vevette began taking off her gown. "Oh, sorry, you're changing." The boy/girl looked away. "I didn't mean to-"
"Please Irumi-kins…. Look my way and help me undo my bra."
"... Yes Velve-chan."
"Tonight …" She smirked. "Call me Mistress."
Iruma/Irumi stumbled onto the wall, taking a few breaths. "Yes I know, Parona can be a total bitch on stage." The captor rubbed his/her face. "Sorry you had to put up with that, darlin'."
"It's … It's fine." Iruma/Irumi responded with a few deep breaths.
"Here, go over to the bar, order whatever you want, my treat." The captor smirked, handing them a card while grabbing his/her butt and pulling them into another kiss. The tongue snaked down his/her throat, controlling every inch as she squeezed him/her over and over. "You know I love you darling."
"I... I know." He/She nodded.
"Come on, don't make me beeeeeeg." His/Her boss/slave owner smiled at him/her sickeningly, like she wasn't threatening them with zero autonomy. "Let me hear you say it baaaaaack~."
"I… I love you too, Velve-chan." They had to fight the urge to throw up.
"Aww, my precious little darlin'." With a pat on the butt, Velvette left him/her alone.
Iruma/Irumi had a … life since coming to hell. At first, it was nice. Simple work, less torture than he/she expected from hell. His/Her boss was mean and yelled a lot, but so did all his/her other bosses. It wasn't… good per say, but it was better than doing anything for his/her parents.
And speaking of, Iruma/Irumi knew he/she had it better than them. Ever so often he/she heard his/her dad scream from Vox's office, rumor had it that he turned his head into a computer processor that downloaded all his porn.
And Val … on certain nights when Velvette needed something to get them in the mood, she showed off what was happening to his/her mom … and he/she wanted to vomit so, so badly. He/She was aware that his/her life could've been worse … and before it all started ... he/she thought that at the very least a content life would be bearable to anything else.
That all changed though when Velvette's models put him/her in that dress and ruined Iruma/Irumi's life. They couldn't even remember why… just that it ended up with Velvette coddling and caressing and pushing and shoving drinks into Iruma/Irumi and kissing and doing things that made them break and feel uncomfortable and they were Velvette's little dollie.
They were so confused.. and tired... even as Velvette's 'favorite', it certainly wasn't a life that was worth the title. Whenever he/she wasn't forced on her bed for 'cuddle time', he/she spent thirty-forty hours pushing the limits of his/her stamina and endurance doing modeling shows, music videos, tv interviews, advertisements, and a bunch of other things that he/she didn't care about before and certainly didn't care about now.
And the potions … they warped and mangled Iruma/Irumi. Their body was changing in ways it shouldn't have changed, and their brain … their brain wanted Velve more and more. They wanted their hold and kiss and attention. Velve-chan was dressing up their soul.
No fight it fight fight it you hate her! She cuddles us and feeds us she touches you in ways you shouldn't be touched fight it embrace it, she's everything to you….
"Well well well, if it isn't the princess of drag himself." … They turned to see a spider sitting at the bar with a smirk. "You wouldn't believe the stuff they shout about you, honey."
"... I think I would … hell is weird …" They groaned, slamming their head on the counter. "Then again I never leave the studio."
"Ah, Velve's got her top girl on a tight leash." The spider nodded as he took a drink. "Should've read the fine print before you sold your soul chump."
"I didn't read anything. My parents sold my soul." He/she growled. "One moment I'm running from red possums trying to kill me." Which he/she was pretty sure were just imps at this point. "Next I'm dragged to hell out of nowhere next to my parents who in their infinite wisdom to make money off of me, sold all of our souls to Velvette."
The spider guy winced. "Yeesh. Yo tender, give this kid some booze and some cocaine."
"I don't do drugs." They pointed out.
"They stop your head from shouting at you. Take it from Valentino's top boy."
"... Velve-chan gave me her card to spend, buy it for the both of us." Iruma/Irumi slid over the object to the bartender.
"Fuck yeah!" They shouted as they held it up. "One all you can fuck your brain up buffet coming up!"
The spider chuckled. "Name's Angel Dust. What about you toots?"
"... It's Irumi now." He/she sighed.
"And before?" Angel Dust asked.
"... It hurts to think about it … she's driving it out of my skull …" They grasped their head in discomfort. Everytime they think about who they were…their mind becomes a blur and it hurts when they dig deeper. "I can barely register my… you know..."
"Gender?"
"That." They nodded. "… It's easier to say they... but it feels wrong still… I don't want to be Irumi… but going back to… before.. gets harder and fuzzier. She's been feeding me 'feminization potions' ever since I first got put in a dress … I think I'm growing boobs." They groaned.
"Yeesh... Least Val doesn't give a fuck about who or what he fucks." Angel winced.
"... How bad is your brain?" Iruma/Irumi asked. "How bad is the pain when he … touches you?"
"… Like my skin is slowly being peeled away piece by piece… my guts are being slowly liquified into juice and every end of my fur tells me get away ... get the fuck away … but... to do that... I have to drown in poison." Angel shivered. "Poison ... constantly choking me…"
"Every day of every moment … always in your throat and under their touch." They shuttered. "And when you're in line, their 'gifts' … the stuff they think we want …"
"More sex, more work, more chains around your throat..." Angel Dust laughed a bit brokenly. "You know... at first, I thought it wasn't bad. The first 'gift' Val gave me was a pig… cutest little nugget of fat you've ever seen. I thought it meant Val had a soft side… but that was to just loosen my guard… fuck… he used that one ... that one act of fucking kindness to justify all his shit." He spat.
"... Velvette said she's saving me." They muttered. "That as long as I'm with them all the time I'll be warm, and fed, and never have to experience extermination. That I'll be safe and not have to worry about surviving."
"Overlords have no sense of empathy… it's all their way or you're fucked."
"… I'd prefer that… I… I want to die…" They cried. "I... I want to die so much right now…"
"Drinks and coke." The tender slid over two glasses and some small bowls with white powder.
"… To being fucked in the ass." He held up a bottle to Iruma/Irumi. "Because we don't have a choice."
"… To have our balls held in a cage." They raised their glass and clinked it, both of them drowning their drinks. "… So... I've never done drugs, is there a needle we need to get to inject...?"
"Nah nah, none of that complicated shit." Angel Dust shook his head. "Just snort them up through your nose, like this." He did so, his pupils dilating. "Ooooh yeah … good stuff …"
"… Probably the least uncomfortable thing I've seen in hell so far." Iruma/Irumi held the bowl up to his/her face.
"That's the spirit kid."
"Okay…. Here we go.." He/She sniffed it like it was a bowl of warm soup… and felt nothing. "Huh... thought it would be more instant-"
The world turned upside as colors followed Irumia around ...Wait. The pain in his-his head was gone and ... the voices... are out. "…. Oooog my fuck that... that's good shit!" Iruma felt nice … Iruma … Irumaaaaa …. "My name's Iruma … I'ms a guy … in a fuckin dresssss." He spat in resentment.
"Iruma… what.. is that Chinese or something...?" Angel Dust laughed.
"Japa … Japanese … loots of japanese and anime shit Velvettey loves to use for me. I'm a kawai boy toy."
"Oooh, fancy." Angel laughed. "You know, at first I thought you were going to be this upright up in her ass overdressed dildo ... but yah ain't half bad, kid."
Iruma's lips began to wobble."I thoughts you just wanted to hurt me like all the others … but you're nice." He hugged the man. "And fluffy and sweet … thank you Mr. Dust … thank you …" Iruma … felt himself cry.
"It's alright kid…" Angel gave him soothing pats. "Take more drugs, they'll make everything feel better."
"Drugs… they solve all life's problems!" Iruma laughed, feeling liberated as he snorted more of the white wonder. "You knows… you are too fucking smart for this place… you should… get the fuck out of here…fuck out heheheheh fuck… fun to say…"
"Can't … can't do that." The nice spider grumbled. "Val owns my soul. He can do what he wants like Velvette can do you."
"Don't… don't ya go to... to some... hotel at night." Iruma blinked, vaguely recalling something he saw on tv.
"She's … she's too nice to save me." Angel Dust grumbled. "She doesn't like hurting people … she won't-won't hurt Val."
"But…. But... but you… you leave the stupid staff… less the studio... right?" Iruma asked. "I can't leave studio… but.. you can…"
"Yeah, but I still have to come back... it's my job and if I don't come he'll…" Angel sighed. "He'll hurt me more and yank my soul."
"That … that sucks …" Iruma said empathetically.
"He only controls me in the studio." Angel groaned. "If that didn't exist..."
Iruma scoffed. "Yeah right … Not like … like anyone we know is crazy enough to blow up a studio controlled by three overlords."
"I actually do." Angel Dust smirked. "She's my best friend... but I don't want to risk her life. She's strong, but not overlord strong…doesn't stop her from blowing up their porn clubs though."
"Shaaame… she sounds like… good person." Iruma smiled. "Wish... wish I could meet her."
"Yeah maybe one day." Angel nodded.
"Promise?" Iruma asked, holding out his hand.
"Promise, in return, just … just don't give up, alright." The spider held out his own hand.
"Thanks… I won't." They shook hands- their hands linked tougher with a spider web connecting their arms. "… What was that?"
"I don't know … I feel... stronger somehow." Angel looked at the web, caught off guard. His eyes widened. "… I think we just made a soul deal..."
"… I sold my soul …" Iruma blinked. "But... Vevette owns my soul... how can I sell something I don't have... and... why do I feel… hopeful?" Iruma… never felt hopeful, not about anything!
"... I have no fuckin' idea … when you die your soul's all you have. You can't sell it twice." The guy muttered.
Iruma blinked. "… I never died."
"What?" Angel asked with a jump.
"Like I said, my parents sold my soul and we all got dragged to hell… I didn't die.. never became a demon and I never died!"
"That's...that's such a fucking weird loophole." Angel Dust mentioned.
"... Wait, are we sure that this is real?" Iruma asked. "Because I'm still seeing sixteen of you along with an axolotl floating around in the sky." Super pretty.
"Let's double check." Angel Dust turned to the bartender. "Yo, barkeep!"
"Yes."
"Alright kid, think of something." Angel Dust waved.
"Oh... ah..." Iruma looked at the card. "I … I will give you this." He stated. "If you give me your … drugs. All of them. Deal?"
"Um… okay.." The man shook his hand.. and this time, a blue chain wrapped around the demon's arm. The tender blinked. "… Weirdest soul exchange ever but I won't complain! I'm fucking rich!" He cackled.
"… huh... " Iruma turned to Angel Dust.
Angel Dust looked at him strangely. "Kid, kid, kid... this is going to sound crazy…. But I think we have one shot at breaking out of the Vs' shitty deal..."
"... We do?" He asked intently.
"Yes … but on the off chance you die, it MAY get even shittier if someone else takes their place … your call kid."
"…. My life is always shitty…. Not like this would be any different." Iruma smirked, what he's feeling now was…seeking justice for Angel Dust and himself. "I'm barely remembering I'm a boy and I'm high off my ass…let's do it."
"Good … then lets make some mother fuckin' deals." Declared the six armed unicorn.
Valentino groaned. "Have we finally figured out how that book works?" A whole year of owning that thing with no progress. Access to the human world … what a commodity. Something that was fucking wasted when they had no idea how to use it!
"Been trying to translate it for a year, even tried to get the fucktard to redo whatever the shit he did to summon demons." Vox grumbled. "Apparently this thing was only meant for bringing demons to Earth FROM Earth. The book's completely useless from THIS side of the line."
"Fuck." Velvette grumbled, her hands clenching empty space. "What if we hire some succubi to give it to some politician or some shit? We'd get tons of political control of Earth."
"Who'd agree to it? Asmodeus has firm control over who has one of those goddamn crystals." Val rolled his eyes. "We'd need someone with super loose obligations and would do anything for enough cash."
"Hmmm." Velvette tapped her chin as she looked thoughtful. "I think Irumi once mentioned something about imps constantly popping on and off of Earth to kill all her previous bosses."
"Oh really?" Vox smirked. "I'll look around and see what I can find."
"Oh finally, our luck's turning around." Val grinned. "You know Angel Dust has barely left the studio as of late? I think he realized I'm the best thing for him."
"All the best girls realize it eventually." Velve smirked as she texted on her phone. "Irumi is nearly perfect now. All I need to do to make the femininity potion permanent is chop off their ding dong and she'll be absolutely perfect."
"... I can't tell if that's the most or least fucked up thing we've done to that family." Voxy said bluntly.
"Oh no. She's taking the cake." Val nodded. "I let the human bitch keep her boobs and vag whenever I fuck her. Even I know there's a low I never go to."
"Oh fuck off, both of you." Velvette flipped them off. "You've just never been in love like we are."
"Me and Voxy are very in love. Wouldn't you say so, my little bitty six inch?" Val smirked.
"If you are trying to be sexy with that itty bitty line, you failed spectacularly." Vox snarked, before blinking. "Hey Velve, your 'girlfriend' is being escorted in by Angel Dust and that Cherri Bomb chick who's been quiet as of late."
"What the fuck?" Velvette blinked as she looked at her phone. "How the fuck did she get into the studio... and why is she touching my Irumi!?!" She screeched possessively.
"Oh relax. I doubt my Angel cakes would let in someone that would hurt our property … he knows the punishment." Broken bones and no air when he's pounded hour after hour.
"Well they're heading towards the door now. Do we let them in or let them bitch from the other side?"
"I want words with the whore." Velve glared as it opened up … the three of them walking in.
"Yo, bitch trio, what's up?" Spoke the cyclops looking for another eyehole, smirking.
Val grinned. "Angel, baby, sweetheart, lovely for you to bring a guest, or is it extra meat you were hoping to gift wrap for me?" He hummed suggestively.
"Shut the fuck up Val." Angel Dust flipped him off.
"… What did you say to me, whore?" His eyes are narrowing, his grin has turned into a dangerous snarl.
But Angel Dust wasn't intimidated, not even a slightest. "You heard me, you don't get to talk to my friends like that... and I'm going to speak up my mind to you… either outside or in the studio."
"Someone's looking for a beating." Vox rolled his eyes.
"And look at what you did to my Irumi." Velve growled. "Her mascara is running."
"This … is not mascara." The girl's toy spoke up in a tone that sounded like tranquil fury. "I made… A lot of deals." The drag princess took off their dress … showing black lines covering their entire body, head to toe. What the fuck? "And my final one … all the power I asked for from every deal I made … be given to Cherri Bomb."
"… Pfffttt hahahahahaaahshahahahhahahahaassh, hahahahahahahabahahahaaaa!" Velvette laughed as she held her chest. "Oh Irumi-chan, that's the funniest thing you've said to me by far!"
"It is, isn't it?" The cyclops' smirk widened as she snapped her fingers … as multiple cherries popped around Velvette like beads on a pearl necklace, their pits sizzling like fuses. "Let's all laugh."
BOOM
And their fellow overlord was sent flying into a wall, smoking. Val and Vox stared, stunned. "What the fuck-!?"
"Don't worry, blue balls, I cooked this one special for you, eat EMP, BITCH!" Cherri snapped her fingers again and threw a blue cherry that sparked all over.
"It's three on one, skank!" Val screamed, pulling out four guns and firing off round after round into the woman he'll fuck into submission. "You're not getting out of this unfucked!"
"I am... but you're not!" Angel Dust cackled as he shot his hand forward-
Kaboooom
"Aaaaaaaaahhh!" Valentino shouted in pain as his wings caught on fire. "You can't-!"
"Oh, turns out, daddy..." Angel Dust cackled lowly as he... summoned a fireball from his hand. "Dealing with a human created quite a few loopholes when it comes to soul dealing... you may still own my soul but I got the power to actually wreck shit in this fucking jailhouse now!"
"Okay, bullshit!" Vox screamed in indignation, his screen glitching as lightning spouted from his hands. "That brat said all the pent up power went to the bitch! Where the fuck is your support coming from!?"
"Oh, here and there." The toy shrugged as he looked up in a daze. "Like I said, I've made a lot of deals, I can't really keep up with all of them… my body is numb and I can feel so tingly on my brain… sky's dancing and… it's so beautiful…. I… I feel so… light…."
"Irumi, why!?" Velvette shouted in dismay and anger, looking betrayed as she pulled out her silk, dragging the brat to her knees. Her hands reached out and grabbed her toy's neck, strangling him. "I gave you nothin' but the best!"
"…. You never gave me anything… you took my identity... you took my virginity... you took away anything that's made me human…" The bitch smiled crazily as he cried while he was choked.
"You … will … PAY!" Velve screamed hoarsely, before another bomb launched in her face, causing her to let go of the brat.
"You know what, I thought soul dealing was for pussies, but given the power trip I'm feelin', I could get used to this!" The arsonist cackled as she threw explosive energy blast after explosive energy blast.
"Stop, stop, stop! You're gonna make the whole building collapse at the rate you're going at!!" Vox yelled in panic.
"That's the point, jackass!" She cackled. "Every bit of V territory is going boom! Angie, keep me covered, I'm gonna build us a nuke!"
"You're fucking nuts!" Val shouted as Angel shoved more bombs up his ass.
"Yeah she is, and that's why she's my bestie!" He cackled, creating eight arms of an enraged spider and shot bullet after bullet at the three of them. "Kid, stick close to me, or else you'll be in the blast radius!"
"No!!!" Velve yanked on the brat, wrapping him tightly. "We're never going to be apart! I will be there every moment of your life, Irumi! I will make you mine!"
"… I know…." The brat nodded as he… hugged the woman. "That's why I never planned on running from you."
"Oh cut the sappy shit-" Vox screamed as he was blasted by Angel.
"That's right Irumi-kins, you're mine, you're mine and we're going to make this work-!"
"I'm not letting you go." The brat held onto Velvette as holy rope wrapped around him and Velvette. "We're going to end this… together… just like you want."
"What the fuck!?" Angel shouted, eyes widened.
"I made an extra ask, Pentious delivered!"
"Cherri, stop the charge now!"
"It's too much!" The bitch exclaimed.
The brat stared straight at Velvette's eyes right into her soul, his eyes feral. "I can't fight you Velve-chan… so this way we both get to be happy… we're together forever... and we both get to die."
"Irumi … I FUCKIN' DO!" Their insane partner cackled. "WE DIE TOGETHER, FOREVER!" She screamed, slipping her tongue down the boy's throat even as the place was about to be nuked sky high.
"Kid, this wasn't what we planned, we're supposed to get out together!" Angel Dust shouted.
"Sorry… Velvette…. Taught me… how to lie….goodbye…." The kid took out a chain… and flung Angel Dust out of the window. "… My friend."
KABOOOOOMMM
Angel Dust groaned as he tried to clear his vision. That last blast was … LARGE. He slowly recovered, seeing nothing but ash and destruction around him. "… So this is what an overlord's durability's like." He grumbled, slowly getting up.
Nothing but ash and destruction … the Vs were sent sky high … their palace of mayhem gone, along with Valentino's studio … Angel could feel it … his soul was his again. "Fuck… it worked… that crazy son of bitch's plan actually worked!!"
Truth be told, he was really…. REALLY high off his ass when he suggested it. Like, superbly high, to the point it was just … stupid. Make deals to every sinner you can meet for power, then give all that built up energy to someone who didn't have their soul owned by some other bitch or bastard in exchange for 'kicking the crap out of the Vs'.
The kid … put himself out there. Every day he worked and degraded himself with random tasks for every sinner he met. Somehow able to work his ass off and then some on top of keep that Velvetty bitch off their backs... fuck, Angel was in a shitty situation, but the kid's… fuck, it actually made him weep to think about.
"Yo Angie!" Cherri cackled as she walked up to him. "We fucked up the Vs! We fucked them all over! How fuckin' radical is THAT!?"
"We did… we did..." Angel nodded slowly, looking at Cherri. "So... you still got your boost?"
"Yep. Kid's soul's still mine." She nodded, pulling out a bomb out of thin air. "Gotta say, didn't expect overlordin' to be fun. Mostly just looked like a bore or dick move."
"Most of the time it is." Angel nodded. "... You… you see him anywhere?" He weakly asked.
"Angie, he was in the epicenter of a fucking nuke." Cherri noted, her demeanor quickly gone from peppy to solemn. "And he's human... you do the math."
"Right right…Fuck ... shit shit shit shit!" Angel fell on his knees, pounding his fists on the ground. "Shit… he wasn't supposed to.. fuck… I wasn't supposed to..." He felt his eyes watery, he hadn't feel this gnawing guilt since he made Molly sad for being a fucked up hoe.
"Oh relax." She waved her hand. "If that kid was as nice as you said, he's up sippin' coladas in the pearly gates."
"Maybe... but he used holy rope to bind that bitch down... and who knows what those fucking contracts did with his soul…" Angel said quietly.
"Angie, we still have our powers." She pointed out. "He literally can't be double dead."
"Right... right." Angel shook his head. "Sorry… I... didn't mean to… "
"Got attached?" She smirked. "Felt like givin' the little crossdresser a smooch?"
"Ugh. Don't even joke about that." Angel shook his head, sighing despondently. "Just… wish I could've said thanks…"
Bawwwwaaaaaah
What sounded like golden chimes and harps filled the air as a golden circle opened into the middle of the air. "Please don't go back down, maybe tomorrow or the next day or year or-"
"Emily, I know you're worried but I need to make sure they're okay." And out came … a chameleon of sorts, blue and pink patches all over their body, creating a real androgynous look to them. Multiple black lines segmenting around a tiny pointed halo. "… You're alive.." the lizard smiled as they flew into their arms. "You're alive!"
"Uhhhh..." Angel Dust was confused.
"Angel, it's me, Iruma!"
"… Well holy fuck!" He cackled hysterically. "Literally!"
"Some brats get all the luck." Cherri chuckled. "Welcome to Heaven kiddo, how's eternal paradise feel?"
"Good… weird… fluffy… and confusing." The kid nodded honestly. "I honestly was so blitzed out from those contracts and cocaine that I honestly thought I was just entering another illusion."
"I'm sorry, contracts and cocaine?" Some holy bitch asked, her voice was dangerously low.
"It helped, long story." Angel waved off with a grin. "Glad to hear it, squirt. Good on-"
The brat hugged them both. "Thank you … I promise, I'll pay you both back somehow …"
"… Thank you kid." Angel smirked, rubbing his head. "You freed me of my contract… got to be honest, I was so high I didn't even know that was going to work."
"Seriously, what happened?" The bitch asked with a confused frown.
"Who's the killjoy?" Cherri asked.
"Oh, this is Emily." Iruma smiled. "She's like… my angel mom, so like my mom, but she actually hugs and loves me … I think."
"You think?" Angel asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Women touching me still feels like poison." The kid shuddered. "But… it's... better than anything Velvette's put me through…"
"Bitch is gone, kid. And if she ain't, we'll make sure she's really gone." Angel assured. "Good luck on the rest of your eternity Iruma."
"Thank you… oh.. there's... " Iruma shook his head. "There was someone I met… someone named Molly…. She says she misses you, and hopes to see you again."
"… Get out of here before you make me cry, you brat." Angel chuckled, feeling the tears coming back again.
"Right, see you around Angel." The kid waved off before the portal closed.
"… So either you fuck his ass after you go through that hotel, or he fucks your sister's ass."
"Cherri, I have overlord powers, I will smack you."