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Deadly sin

"Let's stop beating around the bush then," he says, and snaps his fingers.

"MMMPPPHHH!" you moan as you are suddenly hit with a wave of pressure, and suddenly your body swells a good 2 feet, your arms and legs immobilized by rings of fat, giving you more the appearance of a ball.

"I only gave you the offer as courtesy," says the Frog, "And now we deal with things my way."

There is a sudden crack and a splintering sound, and the floor beneath you gives out, the wood splintering and cracking before you fall through the space between it and the foundation, breaking the circle. The invisible wall flickers for a moment before vanishing, and the Frog gets up, stepping across what is left.

Albert looks at the paper, "Et..." he starts, but the Frog mouth flies open, a barbed tongue shooting out, snagging the paper and tearing it out of Albert's grip, and it disappears, the frog swallowing it. "Now, remove the seal, and I'll be nice." he says, standing still before Albert.

"You don't scare me," says Albert, "You may have some influence, but gluttony isn't something I struggle with." he says confidently.

"Oh isn't it?" says the Frog, "You mortals are so... simplistic." He turns, pacing around Albert. "You think you've boiled sin down. You think wraith is anger, and lust is sex, trying to take out the sting. There is a reason why these are deadly sins as opposed to inconvenient sins."

The frog turns to Albert, "Wrath is lack of impulse, lust is obsession, and gluttony..." suddenly his mouth opens again, his tongue shooting out, the barbs scraping Albert's cheek, which he instinctively brings his hand to as the tongue returns. "Gluttony, is about overindulgence and excess."

Albert suddenly seems to stiffen, and you watch as his muscles start to bulge. "You think it's about eating too much, such a watered down concept. For you, it's that extra push, just one more rep, building your body bigger and stronger. You delight in it just as much as your friend delighted in food, and what you covet, I increase tenfold."

Albert's calves and biceps bulge, the muscles and veins visible, he chest and neck swell outward, bigger and larger. Every muscle builds upon itself, and you see Albert's hand being forced away from his cheek as the muscles in his forearm fights for space with his bicep. His thighs collide with one another, and as he tries to take a step, he wobbles. His Shirt rides up on his form, becoming tighter and tighter under the rock hard mass now engulfing his him, finally tearing. Albert loses his balance and falls backwards, as his arms and legs are forced out, and he swells until he is just as immobilized as you, only he is bound by roped muscles to large for his joints to bend.

The Frog then turns to Fred, who has been keeping his distance. "Now Fred," he says, that cold calmness still in his voice. "You and I have been down this road before. Carla's little curse remember."

Fred is visibly terrified, and silently nods as he backs away. "Though to be frank, Carla's approach is rather crude, giving someone an endless appetite. Forcing gluttony. I prefer the more subtle approach." Says the Frog, taking slow methodical steps. "It's like a fine aged wine, cultivated slowly. It's only worth while if it's not noticed, when your convinced there nothing wrong, and that extra slice is just your reward for your hard work, you deserve it." His voice is almost hypnotic, and you are reminded of all those times you convinced yourself that your eating was nothing out of the ordinary.

Fred hides behind you, with nowhere else to run. If he leaves the house he breaks the seal, which is what the demon wants. "And without realizing it, that extra slice becomes two, then four, then ten, but its all okay, because, you deserve it, then you need it." The Frog slowly circles you stalking Fred like a predator. "And you Fred... how shall we do it this time? What do you deserve? Perhaps muscles like Albert, or food like your friend here? Or maybe your deserve to be thin like those models you see online, or perhaps it's that ultimate high of adrenaline on those games you play? Can you imagine it Fred? Or you can let me out, it's that simple. You have no where to go, so it's one or the other."


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