02-20-2013, 02:28 AM
My name was nothing so exotic as Bealzabub or anything ells so foreign, simply James, and I am a demon. Specifically a demon tasked with making sure there are more demons to roam the earlthy plain, a job I take great delight in as I enter the cabin iv been using as a base for the past few months. My little pet Kyle is on the bed, belly swollen to massive proportions beneath the sheets, making me smile a devils grin as I approach with a saunter. ''Good morning Kyle, sleep well?'' I ask with no less then a note of scathing sarcasm as I approach.
I'm dont mind waiting, I have in theory forever to wait around, especially for the best part, but Kyle looks far too comfortable for one carrying three demonic children.
My very presence in the room though sends the heat sky-rocketing from the warm 80 or so, up to what must be miserable for humans, but heat makes the babies more active, closer to the birthing stage the more and more active, and if nothing ells, make Kyles life a little harder.
I'm dont mind waiting, I have in theory forever to wait around, especially for the best part, but Kyle looks far too comfortable for one carrying three demonic children.
My very presence in the room though sends the heat sky-rocketing from the warm 80 or so, up to what must be miserable for humans, but heat makes the babies more active, closer to the birthing stage the more and more active, and if nothing ells, make Kyles life a little harder.