Makima's Slob Pact (WIP Preview)

WARNING THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN: Makima (Chainsaw Man) Slobification (Weight Gain, Burping, and Farting)

Makima’s Slob Pact (Makima (Chainsaw Man) Slobification (Weight Gain, Burping, and Farting): Upon discovering what she believes to be Denji’s secret journal, Makima makes a deal with the Gluttony Devil. The deal: the devil provides aid, in exchange for turning Makima into a slob, until she’s able to get Denji to admit his love for how fat and gassy she has become.

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   Throughout the complex could be heard the various wails and clangs of the devils contained within its walls. It was no wonder why many members of the Public Safety devil hunters tried to avoid the prison whenever possible. The only exception was when a hunter needed to make a contract to increase their battle prowess. More often than not, these agreements came in exchange for dire costs to the humans involved. These same fears were not held by one of the superiors of the organization, a woman whose very nature was a question mark for the hunters.

   Casually strolling through the cold, metal corridors, Makima kept her yellow eyes open and alert for her destination. Her unnatural gaze conflicted with the image her pristine, white dress shirt, black slacks and tie represented. As she drew close to her goal, she fixed up her red hair to ensure her long ponytail was in proper condition for her upcoming meeting. After checking that she still had the notebook clutched in her hands, she stepped up to the door and knocked.

   From the other side, Makima could hear something enormous waddling around. Though the being inside tried to forcefully push open the door, the most it could do was make an unflattering gassy noise as its heft was slammed against the steel. Waiting just long enough for her conversation partner to get into position, Makima slid open the peep hole to let out a whiff of the creature’s horrid stench. Unflinchingly standing in the wake of the odor, she let her vision focus on the singular, black and white eye peeking out that belonged to the infamous Gluttony Devil.

   “My BWOOOOOOORRRRP my, it’s been a UUUURRRP while since someone has come to visit me,” the devil belched in a husky voice.

   “Indeed it has,” Makima replied, greeting the devil with her usual, soft smile. “Then again, that’s due to how rare it is for a hunter to come here to make a contract with you. Since it’s been so long, I do hope you remember how to make one.”

   The devil let out a laugh that was swiftly drowned out by a thunderous fart. “I might not UUURRRP get out much, but I know enough that you’re one of the last BWOOOOORRRRP people that need my powers.”

   “True, but that is why I’ve come today concerning a contract that will effect the entire public safety division.”

   “Oh? Is that UUURRP so?”

   “Yes. I do believe you made an offer to our organization upon hearing about our incident with the Infinity Devil. Particularly, the one that ensures my employees will never be without food or water.”

   “Hehehe, indeed I BOOOOOOOUUUURRRRP did. However, none of your UUURRRP hunters were willing to take on the deal.”

   “That is until now,” Makima said, holding out the notebook. “During one of our routine searches of our division employees’ apartments, we were able to get our hands on this.”

   Ever so slowly, Makima began to turn through the pages. Each one had a mixture of writing and crude drawings that made the devil’s eye go wide with excitement. The further in they went, the more depraved the journal entries became. Reaching the end of the book and hearing the devil let out a series of husky laughs between its gassy outbursts, Makima had to assume she had it in the palm of her hand.

   “I can’t believe you actually found some BWOOOOOORRRRP freak that’s into that shit,” the devil taunted.

   “I do believe this fulfills one sticking point on your contract,” Makima pointed out. “If I may clarify, the deal was the following: In exchange for providing sustenance to my employees, you will get to inhabit my body and control my eating habits. This will allow you to indulge your gluttony while you’re still confined to your quarters.”

   “It’s such a generous BOOOOOORRRRPPP offer, isn’t it?” the Gluttony Devil asked.

   “Indeed,” she replied with a nod of her head. “You even added a stipulation of how I may be freed of my end of the bargain. Should someone proclaim their adoration for what I become under your influence, you will leave my body. In light of the recent discovery, are you still able to accept these terms?”

   “Bit strange of you to UUUUURRRP tell me aloud your plans to break the contract beforehand.”

   “I’m just being honest with you,” she plainly answered. “Shouldn’t both parties in an agreement such as this be willing to bare everything they have? I can’t think of a better way to build trust between the two of us. Don’t you agree?”

   A guttural laugh echoed from the devil’s chamber, carried along with a rippling PHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRTTTT. “Alright then. I believe we have a BWOOOOOORRRP deal.”

   “Indeed we do,” Makima replied, glancing down at the page to see a crude drawing of herself, many times her original size and surrounded by an aura of gas.