How a Demon Earns Her Wings
by Gideon


At the age of sixteen, the buxom redhead Ruby got pregnant. Three months into her pregnancy, she told her parents and nervously asked for an abortion. Her parents willingly gave her the money for the abortion, but when her strict Catholic grandmother found out, she freaked.

"It's a LIFE!" Ruby's grandmother had shrieked into the phone. "You have a HUMAN BEING growing inside you! Don't kill my great-grandchild!"

Ruby hung up on the old woman, which would be the last time the two spoke. Ruby placed her hand on the slight bulge of her belly. Her grandmother's words had affected her, though not in the way her grandmother intended. It was a living thing, a human being. Ruby could not think of it as anything else. But the knowledge did not dissuade her from her abortion. On the contrary, it made her more eager for her abortion than ever. Ruby's fear turned to fascination, which turned to dark, wicked lust! She would have an opportunity that few others would ever enjoy, the opportunity to deliberately, legally slaughter an innocent, helpless child. She would be one of the few to feel a life come to an agonizing end inside her own womb. Her female body, meant to be a giver of life, would be perverted into an engine of death!

Ruby kept finding excuses to put off her appointment at the clinic, letting her baby grow. And then, just before it reached life, its mother would cruelly snatch it away, laughing at its helplessness. Ruby did not want to destroy a small, unnoticeable, unfeeling clump of cells. She wanted to kill a baby! She wanted to break limbs, shred flesh, and stop a beating heart.

And so, Ruby was over eight months pregnant when she finally went to the clinic. There had been some pro-life protestors outside whose anger tripled when they saw someone so close to delivery enter the clinic. Ruby had turned to the protestors and shouted, "Remember my face, because the next time you see me, this," she pointed at her pregnant belly, "will be GONE!" Lying on the table, her spread legs were shaking with anticipation as the doctor entered with a tray of sharp metal tools. She was brought to the edge of her orgasm as the doctor first slid his tools inside her. When she first felt the doctor's scissors *snip*, she felt the child within her thrash wildly from pain, finally bringing her to a climax.

"Oh FUCK YES!" she screamed out loud, wishing that the protestors outside could hear her.

The doctor, realizing he had yet another girl with an abortion fetish, smiled behind his surgical mask and said, "Okay. I'm game. I'm cutting off your other baby's arm...now!" The child inside Ruby thrashed around again as its mother had an even more intense climax.

Ruby's abortion would take twice as long as normal, with her and her doctor gleefully prolonging the child's suffering. The doctor would narrate his murderous act saying things like "Snip! There goes baby's leg!" and "I'm crushing its skull." The doctor was experienced at pleasuring the mothers of his victims and soon Ruby's numerous orgasms combined into one long, unending climax. She screamed and moaned, kneading her milk-filled tits and stroking her clit. Every comprehensible look of pleasure flashed across the girl's face as she experienced the ultimate pleasure while her child experienced the ultimate pain. Before the doctor started up the suction hose that would finally evacuate Ruby's child from her bowels for good, he tore the cover off to reveal a clear container. As the remains of Ruby's child were sucked out her womb, she saw them splatter against the clear walls of the container. When her incredible climax finally came to an end, she almost sobbed.

From that day forward, Ruby knew what she wanted to do with her life. She would become an abortion doctor.

Twelve years later, another young, heavily pregnant girl waddled into Ruby's clinic, struggled onto her operating table, and stuck her feet in the stirrups. Ruby, dressed in her white lab coat, surgical mask, and latex gloves, reached for her tools.

"Are you nervous?" Ruby asked her patient.

"Yes," said the girl. But her voice was breathless. She was nervous, but also eager to experience the death of the little burden growing within her.

The poor girl would never get to feel the pleasurable scrape of Ruby's tools within her, harmless to her but deadly to her child. When Ruby's deadly blades were but an inch from her cunt, a bomb tore her clinic apart.

When Ruby awoke, she found herself in a large bed, naked underneath beautiful sheets of red satin. Opening her eyes, she saw a ceiling painted with what appeared to be demons engaging in acts of obscenity with humans of all sexes and ages. The humans' faces were twisted in anguish while the demons smiled lustfully, enjoying their complete power over their victims.

Ruby observed the decorations of her opulent bedroom. There was a magnificent vase painted with images of satyrs raiding a village, capturing and raping girls that seemed as young as four. A marble sculpture showed a female fairy with butterfly wings dancing about an erect phallus as long as she was tall. But what fascinated Ruby the most were the portraits hung on the walls, all of them involving the torment of pregnant women or infants. In one portrait, a demon with a female body but a male's giant cock ejaculated fire down the throat of a bound and kneeling pregnant woman. Another showed a pregnant woman but with the inside of her womb visible, allowing Ruby to see a tiny demon reaching its long, thin arms up into her womb and crushing the twins inside. A third showed a male devil stomping upon the pregnant belly of a veiled woman that Ruby, from her time as a Catholic, recognized as the Virgin Mary. Ruby reached underneath her satin blanket and started fingering herself while using her free hand to massage each of her large breasts.

Ruby's pleasure session was interrupted as a woman in a sleeveless red dress entered her room. The woman was tan-skinned. She had a slim, toned body but had massive breasts and an ass that would make Jennifer Lopez and Kim Kardashian jealous. Poking out from underneath her jet black hair was a pair of small ivory horns.

"Hello Ruby," the horned woman said.

"Who are you?" asked Ruby. "Where am I?"

"My name is Lilliana," the horned woman replied. "And you are in my domain."

"This is your house?"

"No, this is your house. But it is in my empire."

"How did I get here?" asked Ruby.

"The same way everyone else does. You died."

"I'm dead?"

"Yes. The bomb that destroyed your clinic, that beautiful, sinful temple of death, killed everyone inside."

"So this is Heaven?" said Ruby. To that, Lilliana laughed as if Ruby had made the funniest joke ever.

"There is no Heaven, Ruby," Lilliana said. "Only Hell, and all humans go there someday."

"Isn't Hell a place where the wicked are punished?" Ruby's luxurious room certainly didn't feel like Hell.

"No, dear," said Lilliana. "Come." Lilliana opened a double door that led out onto a balcony. The sound of trillions of screams flooded the room, but the noise was strangely pleasing to Ruby's ears. Ruby rose naked from her bed and followed Lilliana out onto the balcony.

Ruby saw that her new mansion was on top of a tall mountain. She saw similar mountains, tall spikes of rock, topped with similar mansions. The land beneath it was a solid mass of human and demon bodies. Some demons raped the humans, others tore them to shreds, and most did both at the same time. The ground was riddled with pools and rivers of lava that scorched the humans but left the demons unharmed. Among the demons' victims, Ruby clearly saw a nun in a tattered habit, a crucifix pendant bouncing off her giant breasts as a male demon shoved a massive cock down her throat and a dickgirl demon raped her ass. The two demons reached their climax and ejaculated huge torrents of smoking lava into the nun's body, burning her from the inside. The demons left the sister's charred, hollowed-out body to find new sport. The nun, just beginning another long, torturous journey towards death, clutched her crucifix. Ruby smirked wickedly, knowing that the nun's prayers, crosses, and life of celibacy and service amounted to jack shit. Soon the nun would die, only to be revived and continue enduring the horrible tortures decreed by a wicked tyrant.

"Only the good, the moral, and the innocent suffer in Hell," said Lilliana. "The evil are rewarded by becoming demons and live out eternity raping and torturing the good." Ruby touched the top of her head to find little horns poking out from under her red hair.

Ruby gasped out loud as a sudden realization came to her. "So all those babies I aborted are burning in Hell?"

"Yes."

"AUGH! OH GOD!!!" Ruby groaned as she came violently, her juices running down her inner thighs. She had not thought it was possible for a woman to orgasm prematurely, but she had done it. She had consigned children to the fires of Hell! Rather than giving them a few minutes of pain, she had given them an eternity.

"When can I join the other demons in torturing the damned?" asked Ruby. She wanted nothing more than to join the orgy at the bottom of the mountain.

"Soon," said Lilliana. "But how will you get down the mountain?"

Ruby couldn't answer. The mountain was very steep and craggy. There did not seem to be any way down at all.

"You have to fly down." Lilliana unfolded a pair of bat-like wings on her back that Ruby had not seen before.

"But I don't have any wings," said Ruby.

"You must earn them," said Lilliana, "by returning to the living world and corrupting one pure soul." A photograph suddenly appeared in Lilliana's hand. "I suggest her." Handing the photo to Ruby, Lilliana said, "Her name is Becky Patterson and she is the leader of the group that destroyed your clinic. And she is seven months pregnant."

Ruby traced Becky's pregnant belly with her finger and smiled wickedly.

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