Hazbin May Cry

Hazbin May Cry Mission 12

Mission 12: Battle of the Bands

Part one: Sound Check

In Hell, you could barely call something a regular day with new sinners arriving in various ways. Their lives once taken or lost have been brought to a place where they stew in their negative traits and suffer punishments brought on themselves. However, some demons and sinners have adjusted well enough to their new afterlife. One such woman was once a schoolteacher named Mrs. Mayberry, who was strolling along the sidewalk with a content smile on her face. While she initially felt screwed over for ending up in Hell, she felt glad that her husband and the woman he cheated on her with weren't alive in the Mortal Realm any longer. With a sense of satisfaction in remembering her choice to hire the Immediate Murder Professionals to kill the whore that slept with her husband. "You know, for a girl like me to be fine in a place like this, it says a lot about how I'm fine with knowing I'm a shitty person. That bastard and the whore he fucked instead of me had it coming," Mayberry said to herself before she approached an alley where four individuals hid in.

"That's her. I know it," said a red succubus with a large pair of breasts and wide hips. She wore an off-shoulder black top that showed off her cleavage, a pair of ripped jeans, and a pair of skull earrings. "She's the bitch who tried to kill me and had to get those Satan spawns to do it instead."

"Don't worry, Martha. We'll help get her," said her husband as he put his arm around her waist.

"Thank you, dear," she said before kissing him, then turned to the two children at their feet. "You ready, kids?"

"Yeah," the kids said as they revealed a pair of butcher knives and the husband held some rope in his hands.

"When we get her, we'll be eating well tonight," Martha said as she and her cannibalistic family were ready to chase after the woman partially responsible for sending them to Hell. "Now!" With the matriarch's signal, the four jumped Mayberry, dragging her into the alley while tying her up like a Thanksgiving turkey and gagging her mouth shut. "Hey there, bitch! Remember me," Martha asked as she leaned closer to Mayberry, making her breasts jiggle.

Mayberry had a look of pure rage as she recognized the demon's face and tits, absolutely livid at the memory of discovering the woman fucking her husband. She could only spout muffled curse words at the demon whore. "What's that? We can't hear you," the husband mocked.

"I think she's still mad that she couldn't kill me herself after shooting her husband," Martha said as she wrapped her hands around her husband's arm. "Then again, we were going to do the same," she remarked, confusing Mayberry. "Oh, didn't those fucking hellspawn say anything about our life back home? I like to see myself as a dutiful wife and mother, providing for her family's meals. I do so much that I'm allowed to give myself some treats. Especially when I share them with my husband and kids."

"And you know how much we love your cooking, honey," the husband said as he made sure Mayberry's restraints were tight.

"You see, I may have been fucking your hubby's brains out since you couldn't get him off with your body, but I had to test to see if he was a good meal for me and my kin," Martha told Mayberry, clueing her in on the family's cannibalism.

Seeing her husband as nothing but an edible sex toy infuriated Mayberry even more and she was able to ungag herself. "IF YOU THINK YOU'RE GONNA DO THE SAME TO ME, YOU HAVE ANOTHER THING COMING, YOU FUCKING SLUT OF WHORE," Mayberry screamed out.

"Don't worry. I don't intend on doing the same to you. We'll just cook and eat you back home instead. No need for my man to bother with your dry cunt," Martha taunted, making Mayberry growl.