Gluttony Novels & Stories

I'm fed up of your skin crawling eyes looking down at me like I'm some meat you want to feed on being a hungry vulture! 'Alright then listen my gutsy kitten, because I want to hurt you to the point that you no longer recognise yourself, I want to marr you both physically and mentally and I like seeing you writhing in pain. It's a pleasant sight to behold.' 'These glistening tears make you look even more tempting than I want to admit. It's my newly discovered sick pleasure to see you like this, broken and gloomy. And about your alluring body, you think you can trade your body for the liberation of a culprit? Well I'm not that fool sweetheart. That's why I married you butthead so that no one c

They looked beautiful together. I clearly remember the day when Oscar found his mate, Monica. We are on vacation at the beach. That's our private property, but after some time, we decided to renovate it into a resort. That day, we were having fun together. I went to the bar to get some drinks. That's when I met Monica. She has a beautiful body. Being werewolf enhances her charms. We chatted for a while, and she reduced the distance between us. We were almost going to kiss each other when suddenly her head snapped to the door side. Oscar was standing there, enraged. They recognised each other as mates. He was hostile toward me. Monica pleaded with me not to disclose our previous chat about sp

I lied. Lately I've been eaten a lot more than usual to counteract the stress I've had for the past few days. "Adam, I am a doctor. I can tell what's going on with you. You're looked stressed out because you've been suffering from excessive longing, now you've resulted to comfort foods. You've even stopped shaving and now you're growing a stubble. You're a wreck." "What's been happening to you Adam?" Hendrix asked. "He's whipped." Mason answered for me. Hendrix and Fred looked at me astonishingly.

I knew it wouldn’t be easy having to stifle my moans so I wouldn’t be heard, but it only added to the pleasure. That night and the morning after, I enjoyed everything Seth, from his kisses to his soft touches down to those deep thrusts that had me begging for more. What is cheating in the grand scheme of things? The horrifying fact that you know what you are doing is by all means wrong, but the fun of doing it adds to the excitement, so this is what Michael enjoys. “Another round?” I asked out of fear, though deep down wanting it so bad. Seth is so scary; we have done it for hours, and he keeps going nonstop. Is it because he is young blood or is he just obsessed with me?

I wince, shutting down the memory "I guess what I'm trying to say is that when you came to live with us, I was prepared for you to continue to act like that." "Like what?" "Wanton." He looks genuinely bewildered, like he hasn't ever heard the word before. "Wanton?" "You know, undisciplined, unruly, luxurious, reckless, immoral." His shoulders are shaking with silent laughter now. "Immoral huh?" "That's all you got from the entire conversation? Yes, Immoral. I mean, the first night we met, you–" "Fucked an older woman and you watched. I don't remember you complaining then." My nose flares and my cheeks flush but I refuse to back down. I'm not going to admit in a thousand years that for some

Her screen was her god—and I was rewriting the commandments. Soon enough, her eyes widened. My ads were working—delicious, decadent, sinful dishes displayed on her feed. Steaks. Pasta. Chocolate fountains. Ribs dripping with sauce. Gluttony incarnate. “That looks delicious, Alice,” I murmured behind her. “Yeah, it sure does,” she said, her voice gleaming with interest. “Do you want some steak, Paimon?” “Oh, don’t worry about me. Don’t you want to try it?”

I cried out in pain. He pulled me by my hairs and brought me closer to him. He grabbed me from behind and cupped my face. "Humans or wolves, angels or devils, no one could ever resist my charms, my power, my beauty. You think you can get away so easily? After all these years, I finally found the one who can make me surpass my own charms, I could never think that anyone could ever make me feel like this, anyone would ever be able to make me interested in them, because I was so full of myself. I never thought anyone could ever fulfill my standards. How can you even think of rejecting me? I am an alpha. I didn't ask for your opinion. If an alpha wants something, he gets it. A mere wolf like you

"There's no rule that says only fat people can eat the most, right?" The gatekeeper actually thought about it seriously before nodding. "You've got a point. Alright then, let the trial begin!" An hour later, the gatekeeper stepped down from the platform, looking utterly defeated. "Sigh… I can't believe I lost to someone with a body like yours. Unbelievable. Where the hell did all that food even go?" The trial had been exactly what Felix expected. It was just eating. Since it was the House of Gluttony, there were no disgusting or weird foods, only top-tier delicacies. The only goal was to keep eating and outlast the opponent. Naturally, he won with ease.

The creature’s mouth, filled with uneven yellow teeth, oozed countless strange black fluids emitting a foul, putrid odor. Another level-eight pinnacle stage monster had emerged—a Glutton. Gluttons, known for their large bellies, relied on constant feeding to maintain their strength. And their bellies secreted a corrosive slime, their most potent weapon. The simultaneous appearance of two level-eight pinnacle stage monsters added to the intrigue. Observing this, Adrian smirked. "You two want to attack me together? Two aren't enough. Bring out your stronger companions, if you have any. I'll handle them all at once."

“Well? You haven’t taken a bite. You promised, there is no backing out now, you know.” Maxwell picked up his dessert spoon and dug in. “Of course not. A gentleman always keeps his word. You look like you can take both though,” he said as she scooped another spoonful into her mouth. She narrowed her eyes at him as she chewed, and immediately she swallowed, she said “You know what? I am going to ignore that and not take offence to the fact that you just implied that I am a glutton. First, the man called me hungry, and now he is calling me a glutton. Good going, Mr Rohan.”