"Are there humans up there?" You asked as your husband had a flood of demons coming around from behind him to set up some kind of royal feast to celebrate the conception of his child.

"Well... there was... they called themselves Romans. I promise, I did not eliminate them all, but there are not many left. And here ye this," Lucifer spoke a little oddly after his tryst in the human world. "They called me Pluto! A new name! They always seem to have one for me. I'm not much of a fan, are you? How is the baby?"

"What is that delightful smell?" You sniffed the air around you as more and more food was brought in. "No, Hades was a better name. Lucifer is the best. And the baby is fine. They're growing slowly I think. It's been a few months, so you can see now that I am with child now."

"Months?" Lucifer's face dropped. "I wanted to be gone no more than a few days. I shall have to speak with Jenny about such things."

"Not now, love. Show me what you brought that smells so delicious." Your mouth was practically dripping with drool as you walked towards the table. "You won't make your pregnant wife wait to eat, will you?"

"No. No, you do not have to follow rules, my wife. Eat what you would like." He smiled and stroked your face with his wing and lightly rubbed your protruding stomach. "I brought it all for you."

With a flash, you were off. Every new food found its way into your mouth. Pears, peaches, apples. Asparagus, broccoli, potatoes. Beef, chicken... and something else.

"Darling?" You looked up as you hummed in appreciation at something that absolutely melted in your mouth. "What is this absolutely scrumptious meat? I cannot place it but my body needs all of it."

"That? Hmm. I'd say that is human, but it could be pork as well. Very similar meats, honestly. If you want more, I shall get you as much as you desire." He called out to you as he broke from the conversation he was having with Jenny.

Instantly, you felt some kind of repulsion and conflict.

I can't eat human. I am human. The demon wants it... but... it's... it's not right... Oh, but my body wants it so much... You looked down at the meat in your hand. What if it was simply pork? Then I would be worrying about absolutely nothing. Perhaps... I could... Just...

You began tearing into the flesh once again. Your body screamed out for it in your current state and you couldn't help but indulge it.

It's pork. It must be pork. You said to yourself, eyes pricking with tears. I'm just emotional from the baby. I shan't let it affect me so much. I shall just continue to eat.

And you ate. And ate. And ate. It was absolutely delicious and even as your husband rallied his troops, you continued to eat with an appetite so voracious that you didn't realize it was hidden inside of you.

"If you were so hungry, my dearest, you should have said so." Lucifer looked at you, concerned.

"I didn't know I was hungry until I started eating." You noted. "But now, I just can't stop."