There was no doubt that Gluttony was the thickest of the primal sins. Her body was soft and round, with massive breasts even for her stature. She looked like an ancient fertility goddess, and in fact, many speculated that it was secretly the other way around. She was also around six metres in height when fully standing, which resulted in a rather imposing stature and plenty of body to go around.
"Honestly Pride, you can be such a silly girl sometimes. Always trying to be the best at everything, no matter what it takes." She cradled Pride in her massive arms, rocking her gently like a baby. Did Wrath hurt you too bad? Let me see your bum."
"No, you don't- HEY!" Pride did her best to squirm out of Gluttony's grasp, but she simply didn't have the strength. Being carried around like that was extra infuriating given her current attire. This time, Pride was wearing a pink nightie, made of a thin lace that left nothing to the imagination. Alongside this was a pair of pink satin gloves and a tiara. Which sounded fine on its own, except the "gloves" were actually mittens that kept her hands balled up in fists. Like a child throwing a temper tantrum. And although she usually wore her own crown, this one was tacky and looked deliberately fake.
And of course she had the same enchanted buttplug. She got the feeling nobody was planning to take that out.
Gluttony had no trouble in turning her over and lifting up the nightie. Pride knew that her infernal powers were totally sapped, and in her current state there was no chance at properly fighting any of them. "Aww, look at you, you poor thing." Gluttony cooed over the series of red welts that marked Pride's ass. "She really didn't hold back, did she? Here, let me kiss it all better."
Pride felt her entire body tensing up. She knew what would happen if Gluttony got too close. "Wait, no, you don't have to-
oooohh."
