South Park x Reader One Shots

Hell (Damien x Reader)

You don't remember dying. All you know is that the passing was easy.

From the looks of your surroundings and your retained knowledge of Dante's Inferno, you come to the conclusion that you are in one of the nine circles of Hell.

You look up at a hellish cyclone of naked bodies that appeared to be endless and violent.

The second circle. The sins of lust.

Out of all your transgressions, the most prevalent was lust which didn't surprise you.

What did surprise you, was that you weren't in the cyclone being punished alongside the others.

Through the darkness beyond, you make out a pair of red eyes and sharp teeth bending into a sick smile, feeding off your fear.

Out of the shadows of the eternal punishment, a tall demon with unruly black hair in human form stalks towards you.

"Y/N, I have been expecting you for some time now."

"Who-"

"I am the son of Satan the prince of darkness born of a jackal but I will allow you to call me Damien."

"You say you've been expecting me? Why?"

He's so close to you now, he brushes a lock of your hair away from the side of your face.

"I have crossed all layers of hell and roamed the mortal realm in search of the perfect girl and I should have known she would be in lust."

He whispers in your ear, "It is my favorite sin."

"The perfect girl for what?"

"To carry on our bloodline."

Even in death, it was never your plan to have a child and the thought of having a demon baby inside you made your skin crawl.

"This is my eternal punishment?"

"It is only punishment if you make it so."

His voice turns darker almost threatening.

"I am going to breed you over and over again."

You attempt to push him away but he grabs your hair and throws you to the ground.

"Please, no!"

"Yes my dark bride, that is what I want to hear."

Your surroundings morph into a dark forest, taking you into another haunting circle of Hell. One with fewer distractions so he can be alone with you.

Damien's nails claw along the sides of your body leaving marks and his sharpened teeth glide along your jugular keeping you still.

He pinches your nipple breathing on your neck, "Your body will make a fine vessel."

"Gross!"

Tiny flames flicker inside his dark eyes, with the promise of the havoc he is about to unleash.

With the snap of his fingers, black vines emerge from the trees, lifting you off the ground and suspending you in mid-air.

They bind your arms together tightly behind your back, wrapping above and beneath your bust leaving your tits exposed. Another two wrap around your thighs spreading them open for him.

"I will have to breed you like a beast if you cannot comply. If and when you submit to me, you will be free of your bonds."

A flame emerges from his open palm. It's so incredibly close to your pussy you can feel the inviting warmth and the danger with it. When you try to move, the sentient vines tighten their grip digging into your flesh.