The Ozzie Experience (A HellVerse Fanfic)

A Toast To Quitting a Shitty Job

Sitting right across from her is the literal Embodiment and King of Lust himself, Asmodeus. While the form from before had been hard to tell, this current form is easily recognizable to any hellborn. To the lowest of imps to the Ars Goetia themselves. Everyone knows what each of the Sins' appearance and insignia is. However, not many know what their other forms are; including our dear succubus.

She is so dead! How couldn't she recognize him soon?! Oh raging Lilith! She's basically disrespected him the entire time! SHE IS SO DEAD!

Before his majesty can say another sentence, Lola folds herself into a bow towards the Embodiment of Lust. Knees weighed down by her body and head tucked between the succubus' arms. Quivering with eyes on the floor, she vomits up words at a speed that both impressed and worried the hellborns around her.

"Imsosorryyourmajestry!Ididntknowitwasyou!Idoanythingtorepayyou!Ahhh-!"

Before she can continue her panicked rambling, Asmodeus lets out a chuckle, waving his hand to interrupt the terrified succubus "He he ha ha! Now, Now, cher~ There's no need to jump out of your heels. I'm actually here to talk with you."

Still trembling on the floor, Lola slowly lifts her gaze to the King; tripping over her words "W-what?"

Kicking his leg up gently, he places it across the other, the squeaking of thigh high shoes being rubbed together before it finally still. The jester, comedian as he is, stretches up to the Sin's lap before curling up in a half cresent like a cat. Asmodeus giggles, reaching down to stroke Fizzarolli's back, his spine arches up into the large hand. All the singer can do is stare in surprise. Both for the literally king of lust wanting to talk her and for the jester being so forward.
No hellborn, not even the most violent or horny that the succubus has known, wants to be caught in a Sin's grasp. Mostly because of how unpredictable they could be. She's heard of stories like how Satan gave a incubus a wedgie for get too handsy.

"You see, petite chanson. It's not very often that we get excellent singers like yourself so early on their career. Last time, it was notre renarde préférée, Verosika. And you've seen how big she is now."

While Lola isn't really that much of a fan of the popstar. Mostly because alot of her songs recently are about this one break up. She can admit that she is impressed by how far the fellow succubus has come. Appearing all over TV, Sinstagram and having a concert in all most ever city in Hell is one giant leap from small club performances. Although, a few weeks ago she had to be sent to a Sloth rehab by her record company after passing out on stage in Dreamsville.

The succubus nods.

"Well, one little thing I like to do is give musicians and vos amis oiseaux chanteurs to show the fiery pits; what they've got. I've even hired a few in the past. So what I am about ask is,"

Fizzarolli jumps from his lap, his mechanical legs stretching towards the floor to shorten the fall. As the Sin rises from his chair, a poof of smoke surrounds his large body. The king is suddenly much smaller, around nine or ten feet tall, similar to the other form. He strides over towards Lola before taking a seat beside her. A worker from out of nowhere passes a scroll and a blue bejeweled pen to him. Unfurling it shows an easy to read waver. It has the basic conditions written on it, but three of which catches her eye.

💜 Signing this waver, you will be given the option of having any available apartments within Lustrous Tower given to you.