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."
Her voice relaxed as Gluttony's oversized lips smacked against her bottom. She felt a massive tongue slopping around her nether regions and drool soaking the lower half of her body. And at the same time, her mind started to relax. There was no need to worry, no need to stress. She was being taken care of. Pride felt her eyelids starting to close as a sense of contentment washed over her.
Only, there was one thing still missing. One part of her that was left unsatisfied. Her mouth hung open, craving something, although she didn't really know what. Thankfully, Gluttony was able to help with that. "Come here, sweet baby. Let me give you what you need." She lifted Pride to her teat, gently letting the nipple inter her mouth.
In her right state of mind, Pride would have been furiously kicking and screaming at the thought of such an indignity. But Gluttony had a strange way of making others hungry. And she was more than happy to provide. Pride started to suck, and in almost no time, Gluttony's warm creamy milk started to fill her up. It was the most delicious thing Pride had ever tasted. She couldn't fathom the thought of stopping, and the more she drank the more she craved it further. At the same time, there was a strong arousal building up inside of her. Not enough to break through her focus, but enough that she started absentmindedly rubbing herself. At least, rubbing as best as she could without the use of her fingers.
"Aww, look at you. Does that feel good? You're being such a well behaved good girl." Gluttony began gently stroking her hair as she continued to nurse Pride. You can have as much as you like, babygirl. No need to feel ashamed. Just continue to drink, drink for Mommy, okay?"
