Chapter 1

Sloth

I enjoyed the pale warmth of the Winter Solstice sun on my face as I glided lazily just a few hundred feet above the neighborhood's recreation center. With a child-like smile, I mimed a squid motion before spurting backward though the air. Of course, the move was nothing more than a lavish gesture. My name is Acedia (or "Ace" for short), and I am not your everyday, run-of-the-mill, malignant spirit. Actually, I am one of the Seven Deadly Sins, and compared to other demons, my six siblings and I are extremely powerful ... sort of. You see, the other "sins" and I can only manipulate the human world when we're in the presence of our particular brand of sin, which, in my case, is Sloth.

Another bummer is that, although I am in control most of the time, I am also bound by Celestial Law to "punish" sinners encountered here on earth. What this means is that on an average day, I encounter around three to five drug-addicts, neglectful parents, or even lazy house-wives whom the universe deems sinful enough to warrant a little (or sometimes a whole lot of) aversion-therapy. I can't speak for the others, but when my "therapy sessions" begin, it always happens the same way. First, no matter what I am doing, I am immediately bombarded by images of the sinner being forced into some form of sloth that will make them never want to be lazy again. The images then become visions, and the punishments become increasingly corrupted, inventive, and very, very perverted. In the end, there is not much that I can do—Celestial Law always wins. The visions then point to a certain location where I usually find the person or persons that were in them. Then, like a father who catches his son smoking, I take the object of their addiction and force it on them until it makes them sick.

Of course, steps are always taken to make sure these little therapy sessions don't make it into the media, but we don't really have control over that either. Whatever force it is that requires us to do what we do also seems to make sure we don't get caught doing it. Let me be clear, I'm not referring to anything as serious as killing a mall full of witnesses, but the nature of our existence does require a certain degree of obscurity. As a matter of fact, Luxuria (my sister), had to do a job at a mall not too long ago. Other than the folks she was there to punish, most of the people just didn't notice anything out of the ordinary. And then, of course, there are plenty of times when our victims can't return to work for weeks, in which case their co-workers don't ask questions, and their bosses, however irrationally, decide to give them additional sick days.

As I floated over the blocks of nearly identical suburban homes, I gently opened my eyes and gave a brief glance towards the sun.

"Almost noon and not one lazy-ass sinner," I thought aloud, "Mmmh, I could get used to this."

Almost exactly as the words left my mouth, I felt a familiar sensation in my stomach and my mind began to fill with thoughts of sin and perversion.

I sighed, "So much for peace and quiet."

Suddenly, the vision of a teenage boy, lazily fucking his cute older sister, popped into my mind. The sister wore a blue top that had been rolled up past her two perky tits, but was otherwise completely bottomless, revealing an incredibly round bubble-butt. She was poised on her elbows and knees, ass raised, in front of her brother, who's boney hands gripped the ample flesh of her milky-white butt-cheeks as he slid his (rather large) cock in and out of her very wet (and very red) teenage pussy. In her hands, the girl held a video game controller, and, despite their predicament, both siblings seemed to be fully immersed in the racing-style game that she was playing on the television. Ace immediately knew that despite her best efforts, the boy's sister could not stop playing the game, just as the boy could not stop watching her play, and neither of them could stop fucking each other. Just then the boy released his sister's right thigh and used the hand to remove his cock from her now gaping vagina. His lips then curled into a manic, unnatural smile just before he tilted his cock upward, and slowly slid it into her asshole.

The girl in the blue top continued to play her video game ... even when the swollen head of her brother's large dick slipped into her tiny asshole. Meanwhile, her brother did not stop pushing his hips forward until his shaft was completely swallowed by the girl's bottom and his balls were pressed against her empty cunt. I couldn't help but notice that other than a little extra drool spilling from her mouth, the girl still showed no reaction to her brother fucking her ass.

The vision continued for a few minutes before I was able to snap myself back to reality with a self-administered slap to the face.

"What a strong divination!" I exclaimed.

I had seen visions similar to this one before. The girl and boy in the vision were probably "hard-core" gamers, failing school and spending their time vegetating in front of an iBox or GameStation (or whatever contraption these humans were playing nowadays) ... but there was something different in this one. There's no way I would be sent a vision this clear just because some slut and her brother like to play video games a little more than they should. Fortunately, with a signal that crisp, I was able to zero-in on the source, and in no-time, I was corporeal and walking up to the front entrance of their home.

After a few minutes of knocking, I heard the deadbolt flip, saw the door begin to swing open, and was instantly caught off guard by a flood of bizarre images and visions, each one with a different sinner. The first few images depicted an older blonde woman with large, E-cup breasts who was deeply licking the asshole of the same girl from the previous vision, which I presume was to get it clean and ready for the girl's brother. The girl from before was crying softly in this image, but still focusing intently on winning her racing game, even as she felt her mother's tongue pushing its way deeper into her virgin ass.

Next was another vision, as crisp as before, and even more perverted. The sinner was a man, who somehow I knew was the father of the household, but the vision didn't take place in the home like all the others. This time, the setting appeared to be that of a men's restroom. The father, who I could now sense was a deadbeat dad living off of his wife's inheritance and his own disability, was sitting on a toilet in a bathroom stall with his pants pulled down just enough to free his cock, which had grown to over two feet long.

To make the image even more bizarre, the man now had large E-cup breasts that were identical to his wife's. Also, there as something about his mouth that seemed out of place. It looked more ... feminine. His lips were bee-stung and a small amount of drool was streaming out one corner of his mouth. The man's unnatural cock jutted straight up, squeezed between the man's enormous tits, and stuck out the other side.

I watched curiously as the man stared downward, entranced by the large cock poking out from his new cleavage. Then, tentatively, he began to bend down until his lips met the tip of his cock, which was now pouring forth a steady stream of pre-cum onto his chest. Suddenly, after a particularly forceful spurt of pre-cum landed directly on the back of his throat, the man seemed to lose all reservations about sucking his own dick, and began to eagerly wrap his lips around the giant cock head. I continued to watch as the man bent down as far as he could reach, opened his mouth a wide as he could, and slowly began to deepthroat his own cock (or as much of it as he could). His hands were now gripping the sides of his new tits, squeezing them together around his cock, of which he repeatedly sucked the last six inches into his mouth.

They weren't visions like before, but they made their point very clear: this was not just one sinner; it was a family of sinners. Suddenly a woman's voice jerked me back into reality.

"I SAID CAN I HELP YOU?"

Standing in the doorway was the middle-aged blonde woman with a slender body and large E-cup breasts from my previous vision. I quickly peeked around the woman and recognized the familiar living room, the brother, and the sister from earlier. The boy was lying on the floor playing the racing game from my visions. His sister was sitting on the couch behind him wearing the familiar blue top. Covering the girl's plump ass were a pair of booty-shorts made from some stretchy material with her sorority letters written on the back. The girl, who couldn't have been much older than 18, must have recently attended college, but something told me her grades weren't exactly up to par.

"Yes ma'am, my name is Acedia, but you can call me Ace. Might I ask your name?" I answered.

"It's Rita Sellers. Might I ask why you're knocking on my door?" she snapped back.

"Certainly ma'am, that is an excellent question," I smiled and felt the power to reshape reality pulse throughout my corporeal form, "You see, I am your brother-in-law and I'm here to spend the weekend with you and your family!"

"My brother-in-law? But my husband is an only child," she replied calmly, but my influence had certainly knocked the smug look off her face.

"No, no, no. I'm your husband's brother. You and I have met plenty of times. As a matter of fact, you've always had a large crush on me, remember?"

"Oh, duh! I don't know what I was thinking just now. Please, come in!" She opened the door fully and stepped aside. "Kids! Come say hi to your Uncle Ace!"

"Can't. We're busy," they both chimed in unison.

My face cringed. One thing I really dislike, especially this last 50 years or so, is when someone says "I'm busy," even though what they really are is lazy. Perhaps it's because if they were actually busy, I probably wouldn't have to spend my day punishing them for being lazy.

"Why don't I go say hello, instead?" I suggested. "After all, I wouldn't want to interrupt their game."

"Ugh, I hate that damn game. I can never get them off of it. The only thing more worthless than my kids is my piece of shit husband," she undid a button on her top while she was speaking. "Do you know that he doesn't even fuck me anymore? All he does is go to that damn bar every night, and then he comes home and wants either a blowjob, or to fuck these tits," she grabbed her breasts jokingly.

"Is that so?" I reached up and gently tugged on the neck of her blouse until one of her nipples came into view. "Well they are nice tits. Remind me your husband's name again?"

A confused look crossed her face, but she answered nonetheless, "It's George. You must need to come by more often! We obviously don't see enough of each other." She said with a wink.

"I think you're right," I smiled while I slipped my hand under her bra and gave her bare tit a firm squeeze, "And your children's names?"

"That's David, and ... mmmmn," Rita accidentally moaned. A second later, she realized what she did and began to blush terribly. We were both still standing in her doorway, and I could tell that she was afraid someone might see us. "And the one on the couch is Kate."

"Thank you, Rita," I said as I reached up and tucked her tit back into her blouse, "Why don't we go inside and get comfortable?"

"Sure thing, Ace," Rita answered in a breathy voice before she turned to follow me inside.

As I stepped inside, I did another quick survey of the living room. There was a recliner on the wall to David's right, a sofa behind him (which is where Kate was currently sitting), and a sofa to his left. I quickly walked over to the recliner and made myself comfortable while Rita made a quick trip to the laundry room.

"Good afternoon, David! Good afternoon, Kate!" This time I got their attention. "I am your Uncle Ace from your father's side! Remember?" Which, of course, they now did.

"Oh, hey Uncle Ace," they both replied monotonously, and almost in unison.

Rita returned quietly from the laundry room and sat down on the couch across from me. She made it very clear that she was no longer wearing a bra.

"So, Ace, how have you been? You're looking great, by the way," Rita said while she unfastened another button on her blouse. By now her tits were almost completely spilling out of her top.

"Oh God, Mom, really?" Kate interrupted before I could reply. "You're going to hit on Dad's brother right here in front of us?"

"I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about, Katie. Plus, you just know your loser father is going to be gone all night again anyway" Rita shot back.

"Oh wow, that's just great, Mom. You know all you do is talk shit about Dad?" Kate turned to look at her mother, "Mom, I can almost see your nipples!"

"Oh please, Kate. Don't be such a drama-queen," Rita told her daughter, even though she knew Kate was right. Unclasping that last button had caused her E-cup breasts to put an even greater strain on the ones that were still fastened, and much of her chest could now be seen through the parted areas of her cotton shirt.

Kate rolled her eyes, "Whatever, Mother. Get up, David! It's my turn to play," Kate yelled at her brother.

"No it isn't! I just got on!" David yelled back.

"Yes it is, stupid. Now get up!" Kate grabbed the remote from David's hands and ended his game.

David jumped to his feet, "Jeez, Katie! You didn't have to do that, you know!" David conceded the battle with his sister and sat down angrily on the couch. I couldn't help but feel a little sorry for the boy. Meanwhile, Kate took to her spot on the floor in front of the TV, and I watched as the teen's gorgeous heart-shaped ass bounced and jiggled on her way down. Kate started the game and began to play. While she played, Kate preferred to lay on her belly, with her legs parted slightly and lying flat on the ground behind her. This was not unusual by any means, but with Kate's particularly round backside, the position left very little to the imagination. I also noticed that she just so happened to be lying in exactly the same spot on the floor as in my visions, which I decided to use as my queue to get this party started.

"Don't be mad, David. It's not really Kate's fault," I said.

"It's not?" He asked.

"No, not really. I mean, we all know that Kate is addicted to that video game," I said.

Kate's ears perked up at that last part. "I'm sorry, what? I am what?" Kate asked me.

"Well, I just figured that since you obviously want to spend every waking moment playing this game, then that's exactly what you should do," I answered.

Kate looked extremely confused. At first, she looked happy about the prospect, perhaps thinking that I was taking her side, but then my tone caused her to suspect an ulterior motive. "I um ... That sounds great, but what do you mean?"

"I mean you shouldn't ever stop playing this game except for sleep, and perhaps the occasional bathroom break." I responded, "After all, all that really matters is the game."

As soon as I finished speaking, Kate's head immediately turned back to the screen, she un-paused the game, and her hands started pressing buttons on the controller. Although I'm sure David and Rita failed to notice it, Kate suddenly had a wide-eyed look of fear on her face as she struggled to figure out what was happening to her, but, for whatever reason, could not keep her mind from focusing on her racing game instead.

"Wha ... What's going on? I can't ... I can't stop," Kate managed to say, even as her fingers maneuvered her sports car around the track.

"Oh that's nothing. Let's go back to talking about your mother. What was it that you said she does to your Dad?" I interrupted.

"I ... She..." Kate struggled not to answer, but she had no choice. She felt her lips open and heard the words come out of her mouth.

"She talks shit."

"Oh, right. So you mean she gives good rim jobs?" I asked innocently.

"What? No I ... I mean..." Kate was trying to choose her words carefully, "Yea, they're perfect," she blurted out in a slutty voice. Her face was turning red and I think I saw tears forming in her eyes.

Rita, who was listening to the entire conversation hoping the subject would steer back to her nipples somehow, heard this last bit and looked at her daughter quizzically.

"I what?" Rita asked.

"She was just telling me how she thinks you give the perfect rim jobs," I answered for Kate, who was a little busy finishing her race.

Rita was suddenly livid, "WHAT?! I HAVE NEVER—"

" ... Been able to resist your daughter's pink asshole?" I interrupted, "Yea you sure do seem to be in love with it. But guess you just find the taste too good to resist, huh? Hell! I bet just thinking about it is making your mouth water."

Rita was speechless. She continued staring at me with her mouth open, poised to rebut, but stopped short. Then I saw her eyes briefly dart over to the flimsy strip of fabric that covered Kate's amazing ass, and then back to me. Her expression was one of bewilderment. I could tell her first response was to immediately deny such a wild suggestion! But there was something about the way Kate was lying down flat on her belly, playing that game with her legs straight and open just enough to see the folds where her ass cheeks met the back of her thighs. Rita suddenly let out a loud slurp as she caught a strand of drool that nearly fell onto the carpet.

"I thought so. Gee, Kate, you must be really proud of such a beautiful asshole. And I'm sure you love to shove things in there too, huh? I bet getting ass-fucked is the best part of sex for you. Am I right?" I said to Kate, who was just finishing second place in her race, and was too focused on the game to put up a decent fight.

"No I ... I mean, of course I love bouncing my white ghetto booty up and down on a hard dick until it cums in my butt, but my mom's tongue is really just the best!"

Just as she finished her sentence, she also finished the race, and in her free moment, Kate realized what she had just said.

"Mom! I didn't mean to say ... I mean your tongue is just feels so..." Kate quickly stopped herself. She had hoped that without the game playing, she might finally be able to say what she wanted, but each time she tried, her mind was bombarded by more perverted thoughts involving her mother's tongue, and getting fucked in her large "ghetto booty" as she now referred to it.

By now, Kate's tears were pouring down her cheeks. She kept trying to remove her hands from the controller or turn away from the screen, but she couldn't budge at all.

"Oh, look at that, Kate, you got second place! Good for you. Well since you have a little intermission here, why don't you show us that pretty asshole of yours I keep hearing so much about?" I asked.

Kate's face became extra strained as she tried her best not to answer. Slowly she felt her lips begin to part until her mouth answered for her.

"Su—Sure, Uncle! You guys are going to love it. It's so beautiful!" Kate blurted out uncontrollably, her voice becoming increasingly slutty and child-like. David continued to stare in shock at his sister as she gently placed the controller down in front of her, moved her hands to her sides, slipped her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts, and lifted her hips as she slid her shorts and panties over her round bottom before kicking them off. As expected, she only moved what was necessary to do what I had asked; her gaze was still fixed on the screen and she was still laying belly-first on the floor. When her panties were off, Kate opened her legs slightly, reached her hands back, and spread her ass cheeks just above her pussy, showing off everything from her asshole to her tight vagina.

Rita was mesmerized. Once her daughter's hands reached back and pulled apart the milky white globes of her ass, Rita could not look away any more than she could stop her mouth from excessively salivating. Slowly, Rita slid off the couch and inched her way to where her daughter lay on the floor. As she approached, Rita reached out and placed a cold hand on her daughter's thigh.

This clearly crossed some line for Kate, because at that moment, she managed to snap somewhat back to reality and yell at her mother.

"Mom! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Kate managed to exclaim.

I actually found myself impressed by the strength of this girl's rebellion, even if she only managed to spit out a few words of protest before her mouth clamped shut again. As I said before, we Sins are extremely powerful, and since I am normally in the presence of the laziest of humans, strong-willed is not a trait I see often in my victims.

Unfortunately for Kate, her mother shared no such trait, and she continued to move closer toward her daughter's bottom.

"OH Sweetie, I can't help it. You just look so ... SLLURRPP," Rita paused to swallow the built-up drool in her mouth. " ... beautiful. Do you mind if Mommy gives you a quick rimmy?" Rita asked as if she were talking to a young child.

"Mother, please ... I can't..."

This insubordinate slut was beginning to get on my nerves.

"It's okay, Kate," I said, "If you don't want to play with your mother, I could always bring in the neighbor's dogs for you. I know how much you enjoy playing with them."

At hearing my words, Kate quickly recalled her neighbor's two large German Shepherds, Max and Rover. She liked the dogs, but they were both from the same litter, and were exceptionally large compared to most German Shepherds. Kate didn't know much about dogs, but she often suspected that Max and Rover were part Great Dane or something. Suddenly Kate's mind was engulfed with the clear vision of the two dogs and herself playing in the living room...

In her vision, Kate was babysitting the two dogs while her neighbors were out of town (something she had actually done a few times before), but this time was different. Kate was lying on the floor in front of the living room TV with her hands holding tightly onto the game controller. Her legs were again spread, but this time with her butt lifted slightly. Behind her was one of the neighbor's large German Shepherds (Rover) thrusting repeatedly into her bare, wet pussy, which was now creating a rather large puddle of pussy-juice on the carpet beneath her. Meanwhile, the neighbor's other German Shepherd (Max) was standing next to Kate's face, with his hind-quarters pointed directly at her, and an enormous red doggy-dick hanging between his hind legs.

As the dog in her pussy continued to plow away, Kate lazily slurped on the large red cock of the dog next to her. Kate's head was slightly turned to the left in an effort to accommodate the dick in her mouth, but she clearly had no intention of pausing her game. Her eyes simply remained locked on the screen while her mouth refused to stop blowing the doggy-dick hanging in front of her.

As the vision continued, Kate pulled the dog-cock out of her throat with a loud slurp, and shifted slightly so she could see the dog behind her.

"Rover, no! I told you, we only fuck Aunt Katie's butt," she scolded the beast.

Kate then reached around and, with great difficulty, managed to carefully pull Rover's dripping pecker out of her pussy and quickly realign it with her asshole. Not missing a beat, Rover then plunged the doggy-dick back into Kate, but this time filling her large bubble-butt instead.

"That's it, boy, fuck Aunt Katie's butt hard. Get it all in there, boy!" Kate encouraged the dog in the nicest voice she could manage, but he just wasn't going deep enough.

"Awe, Rover, you're not getting it in all the way," Kate sighed. Reluctantly, she decided to pause the game. "Okay, Rover, but just this once. Lie down, Max," Kate said, clearly referring to the German Shepherd who was not currently thrusting into her butt. Carefully, Kate managed to get Max to lie down on his back in front of her, with his cock throbbing against his stomach just below her face. Once Max was comfortable, Kate gently lifted the doggy-dick and, after taking time to pleasure his balls with her tongue, moved her mouth up to the tip, and proceeded to slip the entire shaft into her throat. Then, using the dick in her mouth as leverage, Kate reached her hands behind her back, gripped her cheeks, and spread them as wide as she could.

Kate hated having to pause her game, but at the same time she also really loved this position. Now that her massive butt-cheeks were spread wide, Rover could easily fit the entire length of his cock inside her. She moaned as she felt the German Shepherd begin to bottom out against her backside. Since her hands were busy spreading her own ample butt-cheeks, Kate allowed the dog in front of her to start fucking her face roughly while she used his cock to stabilize her position. She felt the dog's small testicles slapping into her chin as her mouth repeatedly engulfed his entire cock and even some of his furry sheath. Before long, Max began to thrust a little harder into Kate's face, signaling to her that he was about to cum. As did, she quickly swallowed several spurts, and after about the sixth long rope of cum, Kate eventually choked and then coughed, causing a large dollop of doggy-cum to drip from her nose.

Fortunately, the discomfort of doggy semen in her nose was soon mitigated by the sensation of Rover shooting strand after strand of his own seed deep into her bowels. As she felt Rover's cum coating the inside of her butt, she also felt his knot growing inside her—locking the warm cock inside her ass. That was always her favorite part.

Just then, the real Kate was slammed by her own orgasm rushing through her slender body.

"Oh God ... Nnnngghhh," Kate moaned.

As her daughter's body convulsed, the object of Rita's obsession began to wink at her invitingly, which Rita took as a sign of Kate's approval.

"Oh Katie, Mommy loves it when you moan like that," Rita continued her baby-talk. "Does little Katie need her rimmy now? Hold still, Baby."

Although Kate didn't hear much of what her mother was saying due to the mega-orgasm rocking her tiny body, and the bestial visions still running through her imagination, she continued to hold tightly onto her own ass-cheeks, keeping them spread and her asshole exposed. I actually wasn't sure if she was doing this as part of my instructions from earlier, or because she was under the impression that she was still being anally fucked by her neighbor's dog.

Rita then positioned herself behind her daughter, placed both hands on her thighs, and proceeded to lean over Kate's rear. A steady stream of drool flowed out of her mouth and onto Kate's puckered opening, and then made its way down into her convulsing pussy. Savoring the moment, Rita leaned in slowly, stuck out her tongue, and with a sexy moan, pressed her mouth against the only thing in the world she cared about: her daughter's pink asshole.

From my angle, I could see Rita's thick tongue occasionally peek out from under her bottom lip (which was always pressed firmly against Kate's butt), then slip back in as she licked as hard and deep as she could. Drool was practically pouring out of her mouth, causing loud slurping sounds that Kate seemed to get off on.

David, who had the best seat in the house, sat in awe as he watched his mother perform anilingus on his sister, and there was clearly a discernable bulge growing in his pants. I was having so much fun that I had almost forgotten he was there.

"Enjoying the show, David?" I asked.

He nodded guiltily. I really did feel sorry for the guy, but like I said before, there isn't much I can do; I'm required to give them more sin than they can possibly handle.

"I'm sure you are. After all, you have the same condition as your sister," I told him.

David immediately jerked his head away from the scene in front of him and looked at me angrily.

"HELL NO I DON'T!" David denied, clearly referring to his sister's obsession with getting fucked in the ass.

"No, no, no. I'm speaking, of course, about her addiction to video games," I responded coolly.

"Oh, that. Um, I don't think I do," David said, clearly embarrassed about losing his composure.

"Sure you do! The only problem is, your sister doesn't ever stop playing it," I said in a manner that would get Kate's attention.

Upon hearing this, Kate opened her eyes and stopped daydreaming about her neighbor's dogs. For a moment she seemed puzzled as to what was happening in the room. But then, with Kate's mother slurping loudly at her asshole while Kate squeezed her own butt-cheeks, she quickly managed to fill in the missing pieces.

"Speaking of which, I think it's about time to get back to your game. Right, Kate?"

Immediately, Kate's head snapped upward to look at the TV, and her eyes opened wide. Without hesitation, Kate then let go of her ass, returned them to the game controller in front of her, and started the next race, even while her mother was busy trying to get her tongue deeper into her bottom.