Princess of Hell is a Futanari

( Note this is my first work of literature, A it is a loosely based spinoff that retains the characters, personality traits and events noting more so don't get mad with my fan fiction also huge thanks to my wonderful inspirations May, Luna and Lilianna)

It's been so long since the last extermination, eons in fact since Charlie lost everything. Her mind, body and soul belonged to Vaggie, the only person who loved her for just being herself and avidly rallied in her corner with her dream to redeem souls. She wakes up another day alone lusting for companionship and her romantic lover back. She goes and gets dressed but the passion for her dream has lost all its meaning. Hell has been creeping back up to population levels that make exterminations mandatory. All the while Charlie is only able to redeem about 250 souls in a good year. Lucifer has ascended to Heaven's court and made a deal with Sera that there will be no exterminations, but the near 400 year peace agreement was a ticking time bomb for Charlie. Knowing the painful outcome that would happen to her people, if she can't do better. She hungered for someone to encourage her, to keep going, even though she lost everything. The Hotel was no more due to it being a high value target during the exterminations that she lost too many redeemable people particularly since Lute avidly targeted the hotel after the death of Adam.

Charlie was dressed up in her red suit with white undershirt. Today she had another meeting with the angels to discuss and get a final hearing on the redemption of a new client. This process seemed more strategic and luck based to Charlie but, her intentions were clear. To eliminate hells population problem humanely, although it seemed losing Vaggie corrupted her intentions as she's been redeeming fewer and fewer souls. The meeting went as anticipated and the soul of her client was finally redeemed.A meager victory for an endless battle. At least since the death of Adam and Lute, Heaven has been far more conversational on this premise than anybody thought possible. Lute's end came at a huge cost. It took all Vaggie had in her to eradicate Adam's second in command and she died to another exorcist. In front of Charlie's own eyes as the extermination was ended by that exchange. Charlie held her dying partner. The memory of which she cannot forget and avidly avoids being intimately involved with people, but her needs were starting to take over. Vaggie and Charlie were futanari with voracious sexual appetites. Their fuck sessions that would last days, weeks, or even months. Charlie was able to morph her size and was always comfortable to be small and vulnerable with Vaggie. Since she's been gone she has preferred the mental comfort of being taller and more hung than anyone except her former partner. To mere mortals she always appeared to be 7'4" without heels and larger than life. Already being the epitome of beauty Lucifer did conceive her with Lilith, a goddess in her own right. Which made it uncanny that Charlie was hiding her sexually for ages. Lucifer's daughter might as well have been carved out of stone by Aphrodite herself. This is a side Vaggie was only privy to in their confidential relationship.

Another birthday rolls around, and another year without any release. She couldn't take this anymore, living in the mansion her and Vaggie built alone with no one to sexually please her.

Lucifer decides to spend the whole day with Charlie doing everything possible, favorite activities, places to eat making a perfect birthday. Except he had a trick up his sleeve, today was going to be different. Charlie was going to be gifted a male servant that will sequester to any of her whims sexual or otherwise. Lucifer takes Charlie to the realm between realms, what humans call Purgatory. It has the most feminine or cutest males rounded up in one place. As they are displayed nude in front of her, Lucifer says to Charlie " Happy Birthday my sweetest girl choose wisely.". Granted, four hundred years ago Charlie, a devout lesbian would never choose a male pleasure toy or own anyone as it was against her beliefs. Over the years she has changed so much that she doesn't know who she is anymore. Charlie went over all the feminine boys and found one that would suit her needs "This one." She points as she's seemingly amused by the thought of owning someone for all her needs. She chose a cute although young adolescent, 18 year old, who died in a car crash that day.

Lucifer looks at her choice. He smiles at the choice, obviously knowing his daughter's taste or possibly being able to see the future and putting a hex or curse on this boy to be bound to hell for eternity so Charlie will never experience loss again. Lucifer snaps his fingers and Charlie and her toy disappear and into her mansion.

I wake up in a huge mansion, bigger than anything I've dreamt of being in.I In a huge soft luxurious bed that was fit for four individuals. As a door opens a woman walks in, done up and wearing a well fitted uniform. Heels clicking against the wood floors. " Ah you're awake." she says with a grimace. I look towards the goddess of a 'woman' in front of me with a pounding headache, probably from the accident. " Where am I?" I mutter, holding my head in obvious pain.

She grins wickedly "Welcome to Hell as my personal pet.Luckily for you, I'm the Princess of Hell." as she snaps her fingers and my headache instantly goes away. " That must feel better Christian." she coos. Approaching her pet as smoke rises around her, changing her outfit into a lacy black bra with matching panties, that contained the heaving package, and thigh high fishnet stockings. Her uncontrollable urges were starting to creep in again. As smoke made chain wraps around my neck as if it were a leash pulling me to look her in the eyes." I own your soul, you will be my pet, my pleasure toy, my servant." she says rather intimidatingly as she scratches my chest. Carving a CM with her nail in my pectoral muscle drawing blood. It then glowed a golden yellow. Was the real Charlie even there anymore she would have never done this a long time ago.

She then looks down at the massive boner, bigger than any mortal man could imagine. The bulge in question was straining the fabric daring to be let loose. "Hope you enjoy your sentence to serve me now start smelling your goddesses alpha cock pet."

The chain forced my face right into her package as it was rather musky, potent raw pheromones that were intoxicating and nearly mind controlling. I sniff lightly at first but then I start taking deeper and deeper breaths as the fabric strains with every pulse, she moans as an instantaneous wave of pleasure arises through her. The panties were losing the battle and began tearing apart as her dick flops out and smacks me on my face with a hefty audible thud. It was massive and had to be 18 inches hard and as thick as a monster can. Her balls were almost grapefruit sized, probably from years of abstinence growing more and more over time.

"Well pet it is your responsibility to keep me satisfied so you better open willingly, or I'll forcibly make you deep throat it to the hilt on our first go around and I can choose to either cum quickly or take hours." She says holding the base of her porcelain white cock with an angry flaring purple tip being rubbed against my lips. We sit at a impasse for five minutes until she softly ruffles my hair as she continues rubbing the tip over my lips." Chris, if you do this for me I promise I'll make it worthwhile. You'll never have to worry about anything anymore, all your hopes and dreams will be met I promise you that."

I look up at her as I willingly open my mouth slightly, as she inserts it into my virgin mouth. As my jaw slightly descends to accommodate the thickness as she goes lovingly slow. Thrust only about four inches in as she moans in absolute pleasure "So tight...." she says as she starts picking up the pace as I swirl my tongue around her head when it passes by.

She does this for nearly ten minutes before adding any extra length to the fray. When she does so she does it in gradual increments, as she enters the back of my mouth her thick cock starts rubbing against my teeth. Granted she didn't feel any pain since her rod was so hard it must've been made of steel. She starts thrusting around 7.5 inches hitting my uvula as I gurgle and gag.

In response as she whispers "I love that fucking sound." She starts picking up the pace, slowly teetering towards her release, granted with Vaggie she always came rather quickly.

I started willingly sliding up and down on my own, while jerking off what I couldn't get down. Her pheromones warped my mind into making me sequester to her whims and desires wholeheartedly. I felt her essence enter my body. I look at her as our eyes lock with passion as I start deep throating her, pushing myself as far as I can go as she pulses in me. I can start to taste her deposit. Charlie wasn't a true dominant whenever her sub showed any signs of effort. She'd instantly crumble but the facade was still there.

"Oh fuck yeah little boy just like that. I'm I'm...." Charlie does one last thrust down as far as I can take it, nearly hilting her balls resting mere inches from my chin. She cums on command as the thick milkshake-esque load was starting to spew into my stomach. I try to slide off but feel a firm grip on the back of my head holding me there. "Swallow every fucking drop." she groans as she cums pulse after pulse depositing straight into my gut.

I start losing the battle and can't keep up. As cum gushes out from the corners of my lips. All over what I couldn't please and her orbs. She finally pulls out as she shoots her last little shot of spunk all over my face. She seems so filled with ecstasy that she takes a picture "A night to remember." she coos out of energy. "Now clean the mess you made on me then go get washed up." I obediently lick off what I spilled on her. As I stood up from the edge of the bed and turned to the door she gestured towards. I feel a firm smack on my ass. I turn around to Charlie as she smiles rather enthusiastically and encouragingly "Good start pet." she says caressing my cheek wiping some of her cum off my lips with her thumb then playfully tasting it herself. "My, my, I do make the best tasting baby batter, if I may say so myself." She says with a smile as she nods towards the bathroom.

I clean myself up and stand looking in the mirror looking at myself over what has transpired. After minutes Charlie pops in to seemingly grab something.

"Hey hey you okay. I wasn't too rough out there was I?". She seemed rather concerned about my bleak expression in the mirror as she stood tall hugging me from behind, her cleavage pressing against the back of my head.

"No, I uh, just can't believe I'm dead "I responded.

She seemingly glows "Being my little cumdump has its advantages too. I will eventually love you, and maybe redeem your soul. Come on dear let's go to bed."

We walk to the room and lay down underneath the covers as we cuddle. I seemingly don't remember drifting off first. As I laid there cuddled into Charlie, Charlie felt something profound. It's been so long since she had somebody hear her voice. Somebody to confide in for confidence. Someone to be her rockagain. She drifts off to sleep and for the first time in eons has a long, good, deep sleep. Putting an end to her burnt-out feelings and her endless exhaustion. She could get used to this.

As she finally enters a slumber brought on by her new toy.... The dream starts as it always starts the day of the last extermination where she lost it all. Her and Vaggie prepare to protect the hotel again, this time there were more exorcists than they could possibly fend off. As Lute flew directly at Charlie targeting Hells Princess, on purpose, knocking her over as a fierce battle commenced as Vaggie was restrained by multiple swords of henchmen as she furiously fought them off. As Lute and Charlie fell through the building "Such a pathetic choice for our finest warrior to date." Lute comments as they fall through the floors of the hotel. Charlie flares into her demon form "Fuck you." she says, switching their position just before they land, as Lute is pounded into the floor. Charlie stands in front of Adam's second in command "Leave or this will get ugly." Charlie warns as five angels swooped down to gang up on Charlie. Luckily she was much stronger than they realized. As Vaggie rushes down, "CHARLIE I'M ON MY WAY." She screams, dive bombing through the split building. "No your fucking not bitch." Lute proclaims as she flies directly to meet her crossing the sword that took Vaggies eye with her spear. "You and I have unfinished business." Lute growls as they plummet rapidly towards the ground, weapons shearing sparks.

As they land Vaggie and Lute duel..... seemingly to the death as each land only scratches on each other being mere equal until Lute makes a final move that would ultimately be her demise. As she swung upwards Vaggie put the spear rightfully into her sternum ending the fight as Lute looks down gushing gold blood "You may have finally won but it was all to plan. You will die in Adam's place." Charlie was holding her own against five but as soon as Vaggie took the moment of breath she heard "VAGGIE behind you." As she was impaled by the sword that took her eye from the back. As she fell to the side, the extermination ended as they all disappeared grabbing Lutes body on accession. Charlie rushes over "VAGGIE VAGGIE." she caresses her partner who was obviously in her final moments cuddling and holding her "Charlie my sweet I love you." she says as she extends her hand to caress her cheek as she dies right there. As the Princess of Hell mourned repeatedly her wales and screams were said to be heard across the realm of hell "NOOOOOOOOO." Charlie panically gasps awake as I was sound asleep beside her. "Fuck this sucks." She whispers to herself as she coaxes herself back to sleep. Slowly and surely as she's done every night since.

The morning arrives and Charlie finds herself alone in the bed. "Please don't tell me that night it was just a dream " she mutters to herself but sitting up she notices the evidence all over the duvet cover that it wasn't. "Where the fuck is he. Hell is dangerous for first timers." she said rushing to put on her panties and a robe while walking through the house to find me in the kitchen cheffing up breakfast. "Well someone is spry this morning. Must've given it good last night huh?" she says as her inner person slightly cringes at the sentence. I was making eggs benedict with hollandaise sauce. I was just finishing plating up breakfast, as she watched from the breakfast bar. Her cock hung out over the waistband of her panties jutting out of the loosely tied robe. "No, just figured if someone prepared breakfast for you, you'd enjoy it since you seem so independent." I say, sliding a big portion her way on a plate as if Gordon Ramsay made it. She snaps her fingers and a cup of fresh hot coffee appears for her. "My what a little chef I have." she said as she tasted the first forkful. "Tell me as a guy, why in the fuck you can cook." she says rather politely and leans in displaying her cleavage through the robe. "Well my actual father was a Michelin star chef and we always cooked rather frequently in my household until my dad passed away unexpectedly due to a plane crash." She nods really starting to enjoy her choice realizing I wasn't as two dimensional as I played.

As we eat breakfast she notices that I don't have a coffee and whisks one up out of thin air beside me made perfectly to how I drink it. "That's kinda neat the coffee summoner." I say in a joking manner.

She wholeheartedly chuckles as she asks "So pet why are you here." I pause for nearly five minutes relieving what I did to be here "I'm here for the greater good."

She laughs "Only those people go up there." she pointed up to heaven. "So actually tell me or I'll find out myself."

I look at her rather blankly. "I'm here since I sinned for others and I hope their souls and mental state heals. My stepfather was an alcoholic abusive piece of shit to my mother and defiled my older sister on a regular basis. Once I found out I took matters into my own hands to ensure it would never happen again. Granted the case was closed since I made it look like a suicide "I state as her eyes widen at the story.

"Seems you did commit one of thy Ten Commandments those are hardest to redeem souls." She softly talks. "Seems you did it on a morality basis though."

I look at her rather dotingly. "You aren't going to be able to rehabilitate my soul even if you own it because before I ended up here, I was up there in tribunal with a Sera. I made a plea deal that my mother and sister will go to heaven and I will remain down here for what I committed, since they knew I took matters into my own hands and never spoke about it." I say rather convincingly as the story was true but I lied about why I can't leave. Lucifer knew with all his divine wisdom Charlie would choose me so he put a curse on me to bind me to Hell for internal damnation so his daughter would never lose anything she loved again. Of course he instructed me to never tell her, so I told a white lie that Charlie would never find out.

We finish up breakfast and we go to the living room. I sit down first and she sits sprawling out, draping her long legs over my lap. Her feet are just a reach away and her morning wood slightly poking out of her robe. This time she was hoping I'd take the initiative. I look at her gorgeous legs and body, a true porcelain goddess as I start rubbing her feet rather gently at first. "mph mmff" she coos "It seems I found your kryptonite." she says as I stare at her black painted toenails. "You're a foot freak huh? " she said, getting more comfortable.

"No. " I retorted but "Everything about you is perfect and a true goddess of your stature should be worshiped head to toe. " I say while lifting one of her feet up so I can playfully sniff it. I was playfully kissing, and licking it, rather enthusiastically. Seemingly a completely different person today. Her pheromones did have that effect on mortals and why she never got really sexual with them because it was semi manipulative and controlling knowing she had me under her thumb at the first whiff of her cock. Granted Charlie wasn't going to turn this situation down as last night was the most exciting thing to happen to her. Even if I underperformed, today was going to make up for it. I start passionately worshiping her feet as she reads her clients souls she seemingly must redeem before the end of the month. She decides to put work down for the day as she really needs more fun in her day to day routine, deciding to take a day off for herself for the first time in eons. I start getting into it as if I was a dog trying to appease his mistress.

Charlie notices a little stiffy between my thighs." Seems I got you riled up boy but this isn't a cock." She says moving her feet to my jeans covered bulge "A little pet dick is all god blessed you with." She stood up as if I was a child sitting underneath a parent giving a lecture. As she slowly and teasingly untied the robe the shaft of her cock was dangling over the waistband of her panties. "This is a breeding stick, a real cock girls would love to be impaled and impregnated by.".She says. Standing me up rather forcefully for a minute and snapping her fingers to make my clothes disappear as she lays her bitchbreaker atop of mine as she jerks us both off. "Huh see how insignificance it is, I can't even see it. Better shoot your load quickly as it is going to be your only chance today." She jerks us off rather quickly and forcefully as I shoot my little load all over her massive cock. "Mhmm good pet now time you enjoy your glazed eclair." She says, shoving me down onto the couch as I willingly open my mouth. Willing to please her as if it was second nature, but other stuff was plaguing her mind. How easy it was that she took someone new in had started playing in her mind. As I obediently suck, Charlie moans as she forces it deeper. This time with less restraint "Choke on me " she gasps. I gag as her balls slapped my chin deftly making an audible slap sound that echoed through the quiet mansion. As she feels a warmth coming upon her like a tidal wave, her eyes roll back into her head as she cums rather quickly again. "Mhmm good pet. Now I must do something or redeem a soul, but I expect dinner waiting" she says snapping her fingers. She was rather hastily being cleaned and fully dressed in her suit, ultimately revoking her decision to waste the day away as she lovingly kisses my neck leaving a glowing gold hickey on my neck as she vanishes into smoke.