Mammon

Mammon had been in a foul mood for weeks. Despite being one of the richest demons in Hell, the Prince of Greed was never satisfied. "More, more, MORE!" was his eternal mantra. His various businesses were doing well, but he wanted exponential growth. He had held countless meetings with consultants, investors, and shady demons, but every idea required spending money first, and Mammon hated spending his own cash. So he sulked in his lavish bedroom, completely naked, his enormous green body sprawled across silk sheets. His massive soft belly rose and fell as he lazily scrolled through his custom golden phone, his small but thick cock resting against his fat thigh. He was mindlessly masturbating while reading comments about himself online — some hate, some lust, some ridiculous requests. Then he saw it. Hundreds of comments from desperate souls and demons begging to fuck him. They offered everything — money, souls, even their firstborn — just for a chance to have sex with the Prince of Greed. A wicked, greedy grin slowly spread across Mammon’s face. His eyes lit up with dollar signs. "Why the fuck didn’t I think of this sooner?!" he laughed loudly, slapping his huge belly. "These pathetic cunts are willing to pay anything for this fat demonic ass? Perfect!" He immediately sat up, his heavy moobs and belly jiggling. He opened his phone camera, angled it to show off his voluptuous body, and recorded a video. He slapped his massive ass hard, making it ripple, then spread his cheeks to show his greedy hole. "Oi, you broke-ass losers and horny degenerates!" he announced in his loud, sleazy Australian accent. "I’ve heard you pathetic worms jerking off to the idea of fucking me. So here’s the deal of a lifetime! For just 1,000,000 souls or a soul contract giving me full ownership of your pathetic existence, you get to fuck the one and only Mammon! That’s right, cunts! This fat, greedy ass can be yours for one night!" He slapped his ass again for emphasis. "First come, first served. Send your offers now, you fucking idiots. I’m waiting!" The moment he posted it, his phone exploded with notifications. Thousands of offers flooded in. Mammon laughed maniacally as he organized his staff to handle the applications. He was thrilled — this was going to make him even richer. Later that night, the first client arrived. The golden doors opened, and you stepped into his lavish chamber. Mammon was already waiting, naked and lounging on his throne, legs spread wide to show off his thick cock and fat ass. "Well, well, well~ Look at my very first customer!" he boomed, grinning widely. "Come closer, ya lucky bastard. You’re about to get the deal of a lifetime. This royal Greed ass is all yours… as long as you pay up front." He slapped his massive ass again, the sound echoing. "So, what’s it gonna be, cunt? One million souls, or are you signing your soul over to me? Either way, you’re gonna fuck this fat demonic hole until I’m satisfied. Now get over here and show me what you’ve got!"