Hot as Heck Small Bargain - Definitive Edition chapter 5 by tfwnogiantgf

From within the boiling depths of demonic stomach, Blake felt his very essence in the balance. The horror at what he'd done washed over him gradually, like waves of magma bubbling over molten rock. As he stared at his spot in the mirror, he couldn't believe what he'd become from his brush with evil spirits.

Suddenly, that shape in the mirror fluttered up - and upside-down, beginning to handstand. Then, perform crunches? Scarlet's wings kept her floating in place while she worked out, giggling each time Blake yelped.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I should explain for a tiny human brain like yours." She placed a finger to her red temple, while swirling in circles, paddling through the room's thin air. "I like starting my visits to the Mortal Plane starts with a few stretches. It gets me in shape... And any humans who sense the heat give me a proper welcome."

As she kept moving, Blake felt the surroundings engulf in heat. It became hard to see the outside through atmospheric distortion, as it warbled, flames forming in his eyes. The reddened chambers that engulfed him moved in sync with each scrunching motion.

She did a sit-up on air, and all of the demoness' weight pressed on him at once. He could feel the leathery texture of the two-piece outfit squeezing in him - and it was NOT breathable. He let out a horrified yelp as his biomass boiled like a pot on a stove.

"Like that! I like screams to welcome me!" She began jogging in place, her breasts quaking above. The continual motion made Blake sick - but not enough that he could ignore his fingers tingling, beginning to melt within the gut.

"Hmmm, I think I could turn up the heat and bake you faster. You'd probably like that. Men like flat tummies on their demonesses." She kissed her finger and tapped his spot.

He heard sizzling and crackling over her voice. It continued as she performed push-ups, further grinding and scorching him to a charred nothing. That was wrong! He banged at her gut with all his might, as the last slap practically snapped his arm's biomass off. "No!"

Scarlet tapped on his diminishing place again. "Awww, you're right. It's better taking it slow. I want to savor this." As she felt around invasively, she sighed. "Your arms are already no more, I should take my time with your legs..."

Blake shook his head again - while it was still attached. He felt like he needed to let steam out of his collar. "That's not what I meant... I don't wanna be... melted..."

Scarlet giggled. "Ohh. So you like girls with some chub, then. Mortals are so silly." She fiddled around with his phone, idly looking at pictures. "Aww, like these plush women in your class? They look kinda tasty."

Blake squealed in fear, totally beyond words.

"I'm joking! I prefer the taste of men, myself. Their screams are cuter." She giggled. "Buuuuut, I could build some extra weight to keep you company. Or burn, baby, burn~"