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Bishop Patrick Mallory

To claim a Protestant church and return it to the Mother Faith, you must convert the reverend’s wife!

I smiled at those words. It was interesting the way I could expand my diocese. I could only convert new Catholic churches when I had accumulated enough prominence in the community, but I could use the power of the Counter-Reformation to redeem the heretics that broke away from the Mother Church.

Of course, I was the heretic now. I had embraced the sinful delights of bimbos. I wanted to expand my power. Spread it to more of them. And there was a protestant church near mine. I would love to convert it to the glory of my new faith.

Bimbo Catholicism would spread far and wide.

I needed 100 Faith Crystals to achieve it, though. That meant a lot of sex acts from my bimbo-nuns and bimbo-harlots. Luckily, I had St. Luke’s now. I could track Father Spiegal’s progress through the App. He had recruited three bimbo-nuns and two more bimbo-harlots. They were busy whoring themselves for the church like my bimbo-nuns and harlots.

So two days after achieving my status as a bishop, I had enough points to convert the Protestant church. I had to convert the preacher’s wife. I hummed as I took a walk from my church. It was very popular with the men. They were streaming in to gangbang my bimbo-nuns and bimbo-whores.

It was a warm day. A peaceful day. I glanced over at Trinity Lutheran with a statue of Martin Luther out front looking like he was about to nail his 95 Theses to the front of the church. I crossed the road, spotting a woman digging in the flower bed.

Mrs. Lily Spencer. The reverend’s wife.

She was a blonde woman wearing shorts, but they were modest ones, down to her knees, and did not fit her rump tightly. She also had on a loose T-shirt with some scripture on the back. A woman’s retreat from a year ago.

She looked at me and blinked. “Father Mallory?”

“It’s Bishop now,” I said, smiling at her.

“Oh, er, isn’t that nice,” she said. “My husband is inside the church if you wish to talk with him.”
“I want to talk to you,” I said.

“Oh?” she gave me a wry glance as she pulled off her gloves. “Ready to denounce the idolatry of the Catholic Church and be set free of Pharisaical dogma of the Magisterium?”

“I’m here to convert you back to the true faith,” I said, aiming my phone at her. “The true faith. The Bimbo Faith.”

“Bimbos?” She frowned and rose, giving me a hard look. “What has been going on at your church? I’ve heard rumors, salacious ones, but I did not believe them. Now…”

“Why don’t you come with me and find out?” I asked as the prompt appeared

Convert the reverend’s faithful wife, Mrs. Lily Spencer, into a bimbo-nun?

Beneath that was my favorite choice: YES or NO.

I tapped YES and watched the changes.

The disgusted look on Mrs. Spencer’s face vanished as she became Sister Lily Abigail, which must be her middle name. She gasped in delight, clapping her hands together. She squealed in delight as her clothing changed. She was in the current bimbo outfit of the corset that showed off her round, firm breasts. Her blonde hair was hidden beneath her white wimple wrapped around her face. Her skirt barely covered her ass, her gorgeous legs clad in white thigh-highs.

“Bishopy Mallory!” she squealed, clapping her hands together. She jumped in place, her empty-headed delight so obvious. My cock was so hard watching her pale titties jiggled, her pale nipples so hard. “I’m so gladdy to be in the truey Bimboy Faithy Faith! Yay!”

I loved the way her breast quivered. They were so gorgeous. She licked her lips, looking so ready to have fun. I knew what I wanted from her. I stared at her as she quivered there before I made a twirling motion with my hand, the universal sign to turn around.

She giggled and did the same thing.

I sighed. Bimbos… “Turn around and bend over,” I said. “Let me see that ass and pussy!”

“Yesy yes, Bishopy Mallory!” she squealed and turned about. She bent over, thrusting her perky ass out at me. Her skirt rode up to reveal a thick bush that dripped with her juices, her rump toned. “Isn’t my assy so cutie cute?”

“Fuck, yes,” I growled.

“Ooh, ooh, such a naughty wotty wordy word,” she cooed.

“It is,” I said. “Damn, on your knees and suck my cock. I want you to guzzle down my cum.”
“Cummies!” she squealed and spun around in place. “I love cummies. They’re so goody. I thinky. I’ve never tasted cummies before. Just go in my pussy and my womby womb to make babies!”

Damn, she wasn’t blowing her husband. Poor guy. Well, I was eager to get her debut. Also, it was interesting I didn’t get to choose what sort of bimbo she was. Maybe her husband would get that choice. So I just smiled at her as I unzipped my fly and reached in. She pulled me out.

“Wowsers,” she said. “So biggie, Bishopy Mallory.”

“Yep,” I said. “Suck it!”

“Okey-dokey!” She opened her mouth wide and engulfed my cock.

She swallowed me with passion.

I groaned as she blew me. It felt so good to have her doing that. She worked her mouth up and down my cock. I shuddered as she suckled on me with passion. She worked her mouth up and down my dick.

I trembled at the force of her suckling. She swirled her tongue around my rod. It was an incredible moment. She might have never blown anyone before, but she was a bimbo-nun, so she had some skill. I savored the feel of her passion.

Right here in public.

I didn’t care. I had the Bimbo App on my side. I was exercising my faith the way it was meant to be expressed. So I groaned as she suckled on me. She blew me with such passion. It was incredible to have her doing that. I growled out in delight as she worked her mouth up and down my dick.

“Fuck, that’s it,” I growled.

She squealed around my cock, sucking so hard.

“You love that, don’t you?” I asked.

Sister Lily Abigail nodded and nursed on my dick with passion. Her lips slid up and down my cock, creating such a passionate friction. I loved it. I savored every moment of it. She blew me with passion. It was so incredible to have her nursing on me.

She loved me with all that she had. It was an incredible rush to have her bobbing her head. She blew me with all that might. She worked her mouth up and down my cock. It was a beautiful thing to have her blowing me like that.

She suckled on me with all that she had. It was incredible to have her nursing on me. She flicked her tongue around my dick. I groaned, enjoying that immensely. She put her all into it, her black veil swaying around her face.

“Yeah, that’s good,” I groaned. “Shit, shit, that’s it!”

She moaned around my futa-dick. She stared up at me with such bright eyes. She was going to make me cums so hard. I loved it. I savored the way she blew me with all that she had. She suckled hard on me.

“Shit, shit, shit,” I groaned. “Just like that!”

She moaned around my dick with passion. She suckled on me with everything that she had. Her tongue flicked around my cock. It was a beautiful thing. I loved the way she blew me. She nursed hard on me. She whimpered and groaned around my dick.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I panted. “Shit, like that. Just like that!”

She flicked her tongue around my dick. She felt incredible doing that to me. I rose toward the moment when I would cum down her throat. She would just guzzle it all down. I was so ready for it. She nursed hard on me.

“That’s it,” I groaned. “Just like that. I’m about to cum!”

She squealed and swirled her tongue around my dick. I threw back my head and erupted.

I pumped my cum into her mouth. The pleasure slammed through me. The preacher’s wife turned into a bimbo-nun swallowed my spunk. I loved the noisy sounds she made as the pleasure shot through me. It was incredible.

Just fantastic.

I spurted more and more blasts of my cum into her mouth. I loved the pleasure of this moment. She swallowed all the spunk that I had in my nuts. It was such a perfect moment. I growled out my pleasure as she took it all.

“Oh, you naughty bimbo-nun!” I groaned, erupting one last time. “I want you to plant your hands on the wall, bend over, and beg me to fuck your cunt!”

The bimbo-nun ripped her mouth off my cock and squealed in delight. She jumped to her feet and spun around. She rushed to the wall, stepping on her flowers, and thrust her ass out at me as she bent over. Her blonde-furred muff appeared again.

I groaned and moved in to fuck her. I was so ready to ram my cock into her married cunt. I would enjoy fucking the Protestant slut. To redeem her back to the true folds of Bimbo Catholicism. I pictured the new universal church of perversity.

I nuzzled my cock into her bush and found the wet folds of her pussy.

“Ooh, ooh, that’s itty it,” she squealed. “Fucky me! Redeemy my pussy for Bimboy Cathylickyism! I wanna licky all the girls named Cathy!”

“Fuck,” I groaned and buried my cock into her married snatch.

Her hot, tight pussy gripped my cock. I groaned, savoring being in her Protestant twat. I would redeem her. I gripped her hips and drew back my dick. Her snatch gripped me, massaging me with silky delight.

I groaned and slammed back into her. I fucked her hard right here. I pounded her married snatch with passion. It was so good to fuck her like this. I grunted, hammering her twat with all that I had. She squeezed her pussy down on me and squealed out in delight.

“Ooh, ooh, Bishopy Mallory’s hugey rody shaft!” she moaned as I pumped away at her twat. “So biggie!”

“Fucking right,” I grunted, hammering her cunt. “That’s it. Grip me with that cock I’m going to dump my load into her pussy. You’re going to cum like a whore!”

“Yay!” she squealed, gripping my cock with her tight snatch. “Fucky me in the cunty hole with your mighty bishopy dick!”

“You love it, right, Sister Slut?” I grunted.

“I’m Slutty Sister Lily Abigail, silly billy!” she whimpered. “And I lovey dovey lovey it so muchy much! Fucky me so hardy! So fasty! Ooh, ooh, you’re churnying me uppy with that hugey rod. I wanna bursty on it, Bishopy Mallory! Just bursty so hardy!”

“You will,” I grunted and fucked with vigorous strokes.

I buried into her with force. It was so good to hammer her like that for all to see. I hoped followers of her church would see me pounding her. Would realize that I was cuckolding their preacher. She would be a whore.

I would take her to my church and let her be gangbanged. That idea swept through me as I pounded her cunt so hard. I savored that delight. She felt amazing around my cock as I buried into her twat again and again.

I had to flood her slutty, Protestant pussy with my cum. I just wanted to dump my load into her and make her fully Bimbo Catholic. I hammered her with force. She gasped, squeezing her cunt down on my dick.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh,” she moaned. “That’s itty it! That’s so goody. I lovey it! I lovey it so muchy much. Just a little bitty more!”

I fucked her with my big dick. She squeezed down on me, squealing like a whore. I savored fucking the Protestant slut with all that I had. Her pussy ripped my cock, her married flesh massaging my dick. The pressure built and built at the tip.

I rushed toward that moment when I would cum in her. I hammered her hard and fast. I fucked her with all that I had. She squeezed her twat down on me. It felt so good to fuck her like that. I pounded her with such force, my nuts about to burst.

“Bishopy Mallory!” the Protestant whore moaned. “Yay!”

Her pussy went wild around my dick.

I groaned in delight as I fucked in and out of her spasming snatch. She suckled at me with all that pleasure. It was so good to feel her rippling around me like that. I grunted, burying into her hard. I fucked her with everything that I had. She gasped out her delight. It was a beautiful thing to feel her rippling around me.

“Cummy in me, Bishopy Mallory!” she squealed.

“Yes!” I roared and buried into Sister Lily Abigail. “I baptize your Protestant pussy with my cum! You’re a Bimbo Catholic whore now!

“Yay!” she squealed as I erupted.

I dumped my cum into her snatch. I filled in her up with all that I had. It was incredible to do that to her. I groaned, flooding her with blast after blast of spunk. She gasped as I did that. She rippled around my cock as I filled her up with my jizz.

It was an incredible moment to flood her with all that I had. I enjoyed every second of her cunt spasming about me. She whimpered as I dumped my load into her. I filled her to the brim with my spunk.
I pumped her pussy full of jizz.

“Bishopy Mallory!” she moaned in delight. It was clear she loved the way her pussy spasmed around my dick. “Ooh, ooh, that’s so goody and greaty. I’m a Cathylicky Bimboy Slut! I want to licky all the women named Cathy and Linda and Mary and Kelly.”

“Yeah,” I groaned, dumping all my load into her pussy. “You’ll also fuck men. That’s something else a Catholic Bimbo Slut has to do.”

“Oh, goody, I thought nuns were all lessybeans that just loved women named Cathy and lickyed them all the time!” She flashed me a smile over her shoulder as her pussy milked out the last of the cum from my nuts. “I wanna fucky men, too. I like men! My hubby is a greaty man!”

“You will,” I said. “Shit, you will. Want to ride my dick with your asshole?”

“Yesy yes! she moaned, her pussy rippling around my cock. “I wanna do that, Bishopy Mallory. You’re so awesomey!”

I chuckled and pulled out of her cunt. Her blonde bush dripped with my cum. I stretched out on the grass. She spun around and straddled me. She dropped to her knees on me, gripping my cock wet with her pussy juices. She smiled at me and pressed me into her butthole.

“Cathylicky girls lovey dovey anally sex, righty?” she asked. “So they can stay being lessybeans and not losey their cherries to guys.”

“That’s what I’ve heard,” I said. The rumor when I went to Catholic school was all the girls did anal to keep their virginities for marriage.

“Yay!” she said and gripped my dick. “I’m a goody Cathylicky Bimboy slut now! So I do anally sex, too!”

I nodded to her as she pressed my cock against her taint. She slid me back to her asshole. Her blue eyes widened. She smiled in delight as she pressed her weight down on my cock. Her anal ring stretched and stretched to take my dick.

I loved that sensation. It felt so good to have her sinking down and down my cock. She moaned and whimpered as she did that. It was so naughty to hear her moaning like that. She gasped out in delight as her asshole devoured my dick.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh,” she moaned. “That’s so goody! That’s so greaty! You’re innie me!”

“Yes, I am,” I groaned, savoring the warmth of her asshole sliding down my cock. “Fuck!”

“I’m a goody Cathylicky Bimboy slutty slut now,” she squealed, thrusting her arms into the air. Her boobs jiggled as she bottomed out on my dick. “Yay! Looky at me! I’m a Cathylicky slut!”

“Yes, you are,” I groaned, so glad I converted her back to the true Bimbo Faith.

Her bowels felt incredible around my cock as she slid up me. She gripped my cock, rising up and up my dick. I shuddered at that warmth. She reached the tip of my cock and plunged back down my rod. She took me to the hilt.

I groaned as she did that. It felt so incredible to have all her asshole around my dick. She wiggled her hips from side to side. I groaned at how amazing that felt. She rode me fast and hard. She felt so amazing around my dick.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I groaned.

“Ooh, yesy yes, I’m fuckying you with my assyhole like a Cathylicky slut!” she moaned, working her asshole up and down me. Her boobs bounced in her corset. I loved the way I redesigned the nun outfits to be so slutty. “Bishopy Mallory, it’s amazeballs!”

“That’s right,” I groaned, enjoying that hot anal sheath sliding up and down my cock. She massaged me with that wonderful heat. I savored every inch of her backdoor massaging my rod. “Shit!”

She squealed and giggled as she rode me. She worked that tight anal sheath up and down my cock, the velvety friction massaged me. She squeezed down on me. I groaned, my eyes rolling back in my head as she rode me fast and hard.

She plunged her anal sheath down on me. It was incredible to have her riding me like that. My nuts tightened with the need to dump my load into her asshole. I would flood her with all the spunk that I had in my nuts.

I built and built toward that moment as she plunged her asshole down my cock. She took me to the hilt with that hot flesh. I groaned as she rose up me. She climbed up my cock, moaning out her passion. Her head tossed.

“That’s so goody!” she squealed and plunged down my dick again. “Yay!”

She bottomed out on me and spasmed. Her cunt rippled around my dick. It felt so good to have her writhing around me. Her head tossed as she suckled at my dick with her spasming asshole. I groaned, savoring that moment.

She milked me while bounding on my dick. It was a passionate moment. I groaned, my eyes rolling back in my head. She suckled at me while gasping out her passion. It was incredible to have tamed this Protestant wife and made her into a Catholic bimbo-slut.

“Yes!” I roared and erupted.

I spurted my cum into her asshole.

I reclaimed every bit of her for the true faith. My spunk flooded her bowels. She squealed, bouncing on my erupting dick. Her anal sheath spasmed around my shaft, milking me. I grunted, spurting all my spunk into her flesh.

“Ooh, ooh, I’m a Cathylicky anally slutty slut!” she moaned. “Ooh, ooh, yesy yes!”

“Uh-huh,” I groaned, dumping load into her asshole. “Shit, that’s fucking great!”

“So fuckying greaty great!” she whimpered, her flesh spasming around me.

I grunted, dumping my load into her asshole. I filled her up with my cum. I dumped blast after blast of my load into her bowels. It felt incredible to do that to her. She whimpered as she milked me. It felt incredible.

I groaned, spurting my cum into her bowels. I flooded her with all that I had. I loved every second of it. She whimpered, her head tossing back and forth as she worked out all my cum from my nuts. I panted, flooding her with more jizz.

“Ooh, ooh, that was so goody,” she whimpered as I erupted into on her more time. “Yay!”

“Yes,” I groaned, smiling. This was perfect.

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Sister Lily Abigail

I was so happy wappy to be a Cathylicky Bimboy slut. I had to be on the lookyout for any women named Cathy so I could licky them.

“Slid off my cock,” said Bishopy Mallory, the hunky stud who lead my new Bimboy Faith. “You have to suck me clean of your ass.”

“Ooh, ooh, yay!” I squealed and sliddy my assyhole off his cock.

I sliddy down his legs, bent over, and suckyed his filthy dick into my mouth. It was so glorimus nasty to nursey on his cock after it was in my buttyhole. His jizzies leaked out of my backydoor as I suckyed on him.

I swirledy my tonguey all aroundy him. I was a goody bimboy-nun and faithyfully wife. I loveyed my bishopy’s dick so hardy. I had to buffy him clean. My tongue all sliddy around his cock. I liked suckying cocks.

I wantyed to sucky my hubby’s dick so muchy much.

But he wasn’t a Cathylicker like me. He should. We could lick Cathy together.

I bobbed my head, workying my mouth uppy and downy Bishopy Mallory’s dirty dick. I suckyed so hardy on him, that soury flavor all fillying my mouth. I swirledy my tongue all aroundy him. He groaned as I did that.

I suckyed on him, bobbying my head. I whimpered and blewy him. It was so much funny fun. My pussy all drippyed with my exciteyment. I was all wetty and juicy. My cheeks hollowed with all the forcey I put into it.

“Shit, that’s it, Sister,” he groaned. “Such a good bimbo nun.”

I was! Yay!

My tongue sliddy around his cock. I couldn’t find any more soury musk. It was all goney. That meant I was doying an amazeball job. Go me! I was so good at being a cock-suckying Cathylicker. I made my bishopy grunty and groany.

That made his cock all throbby in my mouth. I loveyed that so muchy much. I suckyed on him with everythingy that I had. Drool spilled down his shaft. I whimpered, his cummies dripping down my thighs and leakying out of my buttyhole. I wanted his jizzies in my mouth.

“Just a little bit more,” he groaned. “Oh, fuck, yes! Such a good cock-sucking nun.”

I slurped and suckyed on his cock. I wanted to gulpy down his jizzies again. I swirledy my tongue around the crowny of his dick. He groaned, his cock all twitchying in my mouth. He arched his back, rising toward his climax.

“Shitty shit!” he growled. “That’s fuckying it!”

He erupted.

His cum pumped into my mouthy. I squealedy for joy as he eruptyed againy and againy. I gulpied it all down. I swallowedy all his spunkies. He gruntyed, dumpying his loady into my mouth. All that wondermus cummies floodyed my mouth.

It was so goody and great. I loveyed his jizzies spurtying into my mouthy. I loveyed it so muchy much. He gruntyed with all his passion. It was so awesomey to have all his jizzies spurtying into my mouthy.

“Fucking bimbo-whore!” he growled.

What a nicey thing to say.

I gulpied it down. I swallowedy it all a downy down. There was so much of his spunkies to swallow. I thoughty it would never every end, but it did. I gaspyed as no more jizzes floodyed my mouth. I kept suckying, but…

“Now, now,” he said. “Time to go to the church and service the faithful as a bimbo-nun.”

My eyes all wideyed with joy. I rippyed my mouth off his cock and jumped to my feet. I spunny around and darted for the fronty doors to the church. I wannyed to make all the men so happy with my pussy and my assyhole and my mouth.

“Wrong church, Sister Lily Abigail!” Bishopy Mallory shouted. “My church. Across the street.”

“Righty, the Cathylicky church!” I smacked my foreyhead. “D’oh! I’m so dummy!”

“You are a bimbo,” he said, nodding to me as he put his cock away.

“Yeppers!”

I raced past him and across the road. A car all honkyed at me as it sliddy to a stop. I blewy them a kissy and hurried to the fronty doors. There were faithyful men in there that needed me. I just had to pleasey them all.

I rushyed into the main worshipy hall and gaspyed for joy. There were bimboy-nuns and bimboy-whores everywhere with guys all abouty them. They were suckying cocks and beying fuckyed in the pussy and the assyhole. They were pleasying men.

“I’m Sister Lily Abigail!” I squealed. “Who wants to confessy their sins and be redeemed by my pussy and assyhole and mouth!”

Men looked at me and groaned. They hurried toward me. I was so happy. I had only ever pleasured one man, but that was the Prottystanty way. I was a Cathylicker now. I had to have sex with all the men. Yay.

“Fuck, Sister,” one guy said and sank to the floor. “Come ride my dick.”

“I got a big cock for your asshole,” another said.

“Gonna ram my cock into your mouth, Sister,” a third said. Such a sweetie. “Fuck, you bimbo-nuns are hot.”

“That’s righty right!” I said and droppyed down onto the man on the floor. Bishopy Mallory taught me how to do such wondermus thingies with my body.

I grippyed his cock and strokyed uppy and downy him. I pressedy him into my cunty hole and loveyed the feel of him. I sliddy him uppy and down me. It was so goody. So great. A shivery delight washyed through me.

Then I plungedy my married pussy down his cock like a good Cathylicker slut. “Yay!” I squealed. “I’ll redeemy all your sinny sins with my holes!”

“Fuck, I love church,” the guy behind me groaned and pressed his cock into my butty-crack. He found my assyhole. “Fuckying love it!”

He thrust.

I squealed and opened my mouth wide. I swallowed the lasty guy’s dick. He was so hardy and salty. I nurseyed on him. He groaned, his face twisting with pleasure. I loveyed knowing that I was pleasying him. My assyhole surrendered, that wondermus cock slidying into my backyhole.

I had a cock in all three of my holes like a goody Cathylicker slut.

I bobbyed my head, slidying my mouth uppy and downy that deliciousy cock. I rodey the other awesomey dick with my pussy, squeezying my cunty hole around him. My buttyhole drank in all that hottie feel of the thirdy rod in me.

That guy pumpyed away at my assyhole as I rode the hunky guy. I was forgivying them for their sinny sins. It was so awesomey. My pussy and my buttyhole both were burstying with pleasure while I moanyed around the dick in my mouth.

“Shit, shit, shit,” that guy groaned.

“Sister!” the one fuckying my assyhole moaned.

“Ride my cock, Sister,” growled the thirdy one. “Goddamn, that’s great pussy!”

I had greaty pussy! Yay!

I rodey him hardy. I plungedy down his cock and sliddy back up him. My cunty gripped him, all these wondermus heat meltying through my nethers. That other rod in my buttyhole pumpyed away, burnying with velvety bliss. He fuckyed me goody.

I whimpered around the dick in my mouth, all these goody pleasures swirling through my pussy and assyhole. I bouncyed on that awesomey cock, my titties all jiggling. Pleasying three men was so amazeying. I would cummy so hard.

I squeezedy my eyes shut and rodey that cock while suckying on another. The third hammered my assyhole. The men all gruntyed with the pleasure I gave them. I was such a goody Cathylicker slut. A bimboy-nun here to redeemy them.

“Shit!” growled the one I rode. “That cunt!”

“That fucking asshole.”

“Work that mouth, slut,” the third one said. “Fucking bob that head. That’s it. Shit, that’s so good!”

I squealed around his cock, so happy to have this moment. I wanted to just do such wickedy things to them. I workyed my mouth uppy and downy his rod while I rode another. My assyhole clampied down on that thicky shaft.

He fuckyed my assyhole so hardy. He buried into me with so much forcey force. I loveyed the way he fuckyed me. He buried into my bowels with so much goody force. I loveyed it so much. I suckyed hard on that dick.

I rose toward my orgasm.

That hugey shaft fuckyed my assyhole so hard. I plunged down that thicky dick, my pussy grippying him. He groaned and grabbed my titties. He massagedy them. I squealedy around the cock in my mouth, my tongue all dancying around the crown.

“I’m going to cum!” groaned the man I rode.

“Fuck, yes,” the guy who fuckyed my buttyhole groaned, thrustying away at me.

“Shit, yes!” the thirdy hunk said, his precummies so salty. “That’s it, Sister. That’s fuckying it. Yes!”

He eruptyed.

The moment his salty cummies splashed into my mouth, I bursty in joy.

I plungedy my spasming snatch down that cock, buckying through my climaxy joy. My assyhole withed all abouty that thicky dick. I swallowed salty cummies. I loved all those jizzies pumpying into my mouth.

So goody.

My eyes rolledy back into my head as the guy in my cunty hole erupted. “Fuck, Sister!”

He floodyed my pussy with his jizzies.

“Shit, shit, shit,” the thirdy guy groaned, burying into my bowels and eruptying with his spunkies.

Their cummies floodyed all three of my holey holes. I quivered in delighty joy, a perfecty Cathylicker. I gulpied down the spunkies while my pussy and assyhole milkyed the other two cocks. They both fillyed me up with their seed.

It was so wondermus. My mind drowned in all the rapturous joy. I squealedy around the cock in my mouth, gulpying down all his warm jizzies. More cummies pumpied into my pussy and my assyhole. It was glorimus.

“Hallelujah,” groaned the hunky guy as he spurtyed a final blasty of cummies into my mouth. “Sister!”

He stepped back, his cock all poppying out of my mouth. I gulpied down his cummies. I loveyed them pouring down my throat to my belly. My pussy and assyhole suckled at the other two hunky guys. They both erupted.

They gave me all their cummies.

“You are redeemy from all your sinny sins!” I squealed out in delighty joy, Bishopy Mallory watching on.

I beamed at him, so eager to pleasure all these men.

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Bishop Patrick Mallory

I smiled as I glanced at my phone, reading the notifications from the Bimbo App.

Oral Nun sucks a parishioner’s dick clean of a bimbo’s ass while another parishioner fucks her asshole! 2 Faith Crystals earned!

Anal Nun sucks a parishioner’s dick clean of a bimbo’s ass while another parishioner fucks her pussy! 2 Faith Crystals earned!

Bimbo Harlot satiates a parishioner and her husband! 2 Faith Crystals earned!

Titty Nun satiated 2 parishioners, one with her tits and one with her pussy. 2 Faith Crystals earned earned!

Bimbo Harlot satiates two parishioners! 2 Faith Crystal earned!

Bimbo Harlot satiates three parishioners with all three of her holes! 3 Faith Crystal earned!

Pussy nun satiates three parishioners in all three holes! 3 Faith Crystals earned!

And the newest one.

Protestant convert nun satiates three parishioners in all three holes! 3 Faith Crystals earned!

This was perfect, but now… “Sister Lily Abigail, get over here!”

She rose off the guy she had been riding and scrambled to me. “Yesy yes, Bishopy Mallory.”

“Your husband needs to be seduced into becoming a Catholic priest so he can own you,” I said. “You have to turn Trinity Lutheran into Trinity Catholic.”

“Yay! I lovey dovey my hubby so muchy much!” she squealed and darted out of the church.
I followed.

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Reverend Thomas Spencer

The door to my office burst open, and a woman darted in. I gasped at her. She was in some sort of sordid parody of nun’s outfit with her breasts out. My cheeks burned as I raised my hand to hide her nudity from view. She wore such a smile and…

“Lily?” I gasped. That was my wife.

“I’m a Cathylicky Bimboy-Nun!” she squealed. “Of the Order of Saint Cockysucker!”

“What?” I demanded as my wife darted around my desk.

“You just have to accept the Bimboy App and converty to being a Cathylicker, too!”

“Wait, wait, what?” I demanded as she reached me and turned me in my chair. “What is going on? Cathylicker… Wait, Catholic? And bimbo? You’ve become one of those harlots over there!”

“Yesy yes!” she squealed and dropped to her knees before me. She attacked my fly.

“Lily!” I gasped.

“I just have to sucky your cock and converty you to the one true Bimboy Faith!” My wife unzipped my fly and shot her hand into my jeans. She found my cock and drew it out. “Ooh, ooh, I want to sucky you!”

I hard. I had to stop her, but her mouth engulfed my cock. Just then, my phone rang. I glanced at the screen and saw it was Father Patrick Mallory calling. I shuddered, my wife actually sucking on my dick. Sex wasn’t supposed to be this. It was demeaning to make a woman do that.

I grabbed the phone and growled, “What did you do to my wife?”

“Besides fucking her in all her holes?” the priest said with such smugness. “I made her into one of my bimbo-nuns. She’s a happy airhead. She can be your happy airhead, your bimbo-nun, if you convert. If you became a priest. Then you can have her. And other bimbo-nuns. You can even keep your wife all to yourself if you want. I don’t care. But you can have other bimbo-nuns. Fuck the other wives of your parish. The young beauties.”

I groaned at his words. Faces flashing through my mind. My wife suckled so hard on my cock. It was so hard to think with her mouth bobbing up and down my dick. The pressure rose and rose toward the bursting point.

“You can have that young girl you’ve had your eye on,” he continued. “Or that married woman you know is cheating on her husband. You can have any of them with the App. You just have to accept.”

“I… I…” Thoughts flooded my mind. My shameful fantasies. Everyone had them. I would never act on them. Never cheat on my wife. Never…

She suckled so hard on my cock. I couldn’t help but groan.

“Yes, she’s a good cocksucker,” the priest continued. “Just accept the app. Take care.”

He hung up. My phone vibrated and a message popped up that read: Will you download the Subordinate Conversion App?

YES or NO danced beneath it.

I shuddered, staring at that NO that I should hit. I wanted to hit it, but my mind was flooded with such shameful fantasies. All my base, male instincts to own a harem swept through me as my wife swirled her tongue around my cock.

“Lily,” I moaned.

She suckled so hard on my cock, loving me like she never had. My face twisted with the pleasure of this moment. She suckled hard on me. She slid that hot mouth up and down my dick. I groaned at the way she loved me.

This was so new.

So hard to resist.

She felt so good as she worked up and down my cock. I groaned at that hot mouth as I held my phone. I stared at it, the need to cum building and building. This was the best pleasure I had ever felt in my life.

“Lily, honey,” I groaned. “You don’t have to do this. You don’t have to be a whore.”

She ripped her mouth off my cock and squealed, “But I lovey being a bimboy-whore, hunny!”

She engulfed my cock again.

I shuddered as she suckled on me. Her tongue danced around my cock. I shuddered as the need to cum rushed toward the tip of my cock. There was no stopping this. No stopping the pleasure erupting from my cock.

“Fuck!” I groaned and erupted.

My cum spurted into her mouth.

The pleasure rushed through me. Ecstasy slammed into my thoughts. My wife squealed as she gulped down my cum. I shuddered as the pleasure swept through me. It was so good to flood my wife’s mouth with my jizz.

She swallowed my spunk. She gulped it all down. I groaned, the heat washing through me. I grunted with each eruption as my wife swallowed the cum. I stared at the phone. I just had to hit NO and resist this temptation, but…

But…

“Lord,” I groaned and erupted one more time into her mouth.

Lily popped her mouth off my cock, her face framed by the white cloth nuns wear. The wimple? Her exposed breasts jiggled. “Ooh, ooh, so yummy. Just converty to Cathylickyism and licky all the Cathys with me. Won’t that be funny.”

“I…” I groaned.

She rose and spun around. I gasped, seeing her butt-crack dripping with white jizz. She gripped my cock and sat on my dick. I groaned as her pussy engulfed my cock. Only her cunt felt so different. I stared down and realized I was in her asshole.

“Lord,” I groaned at how easily I popped into her backdoor.

“Isn’t anally sex amazeballs?” she asked. She looked back at me. “Ooh, ooh, let’s make Daisy into a bimboy-nun.”

“She’s fourteen,” I groaned. “She’s a good girl.”

“And will make a wondermus bimboy-nun!” my wife said and slid her asshole up my cock. “Just pressy yes and converty like me. Ooh, ooh, and Patricia Simpson. She cheaties on her hubby all the time. She’s a lessybean. She told me once. She can’t help but licky pussies. She’ll make a great Cathylicker. You can fuck her.”

I shuddered. Patricia Simpson was a closeted lesbian. “She has two kids!”

“There’s so many women we can converty,” my wife cooed as she rode my dick.

I shuddered, the feel of her asshole was incredible. I shuddered, this temptation so great. She worked that anal sheath up and down my cock. I groaned, the pleasure exquisite. The pressure in my nuts grew and grew.

“And Isabella is a hottie! She can be a bimboy-nun! Ooh, ooh, and Maxine Carver can be a give you a titty fucky with her biggie titties!” My wife smiled over her shoulder at me. “I know you lovey her titties. You always stare at them!”

“Lord,” I groaned. “I… I…”

“Just pressy yes,” my wife groaned. “I can’t be withy you if you’re not Cathylicky like me!”

I wanted that. To fuck young Daisy and Maxine with her big breasts. I lusted for them. I had controlled those urges, but now my wife just wanted me to give in. My wife ached for me to embrace this new faith.

“You’ll get so muchy much pussy and assyholes and blowyjobs and titty fuckys!” squealed Lily as she rode me, her tight asshole gripping my cock. “Just tappy yes!”

“Lord forgive me,” I groaned and tapped YES.

My phone vibrated. The App changed. I didn’t care now. I just savored that hot cunt sliding up and down me. I shuddered, my wife riding me. Then a new notification popped up on my phone that read, Bishop Mallory has transferred ownership of your bimbo-wife to you. What sort of bimbo nun shall she be?

The options beneath were: Pussy, Anal, Oral, Titty, or Personal.

I shuddered, my wife riding me so hard. I tapped Personal.

WARNING: Only a protestant convert’s bimbo-wife can become this type of nun, but she will never be able to earn Faith Crystals by fucking other men, only by fucking other women. Do you still wish to continue?

YES or NO

I did not want my wife fucking other men, so I tapped YES.

“You’re my Fathery Hubby now,” she whimpered. “Fathery Spencer. That’s so amazeying!”

“Yes,” I groaned as that hot asshole plunged down my cock. “Shit, shit, Lily.”

“Fathery Hubby, I only wanna fucky your cock! Only your big dick. I’ll licky all the Cathys, but only fucky your cock. Yay!”

“Yes,” I groaned, rising toward my orgasm.

Her asshole massaged me. She wiggled her hips, stirring her anal sheath around me. I set my phone down, savoring this moment. She felt incredible as she rode me. Her bowels gripped my cock. She drove me wild as she rode me.

“Ooh, ooh, I am gonna cummy on your hugey dick, Fathery Hubby!” she moaned. “Ooh, ooh, that’s itty it.”

“It is, Lisa!” I groaned.

My nuts tightened as she worked her flesh up and down me. I wanted to cum in her. Just flood her with all my spunk. She plunged her asshole down my cock and slid back up me. Her velvety flesh massaged me.

I was incredible to have my wife riding my dick with her bowels. Anal was incredible. We never had sex but missionary. We were missing out on so much. My nuts brimmed with my cum. I wanted to erupt so soon.

Two orgasms back to back.

“Incredible,” I groaned.

“Yesy yes,” she moaned as her asshole plunged down my cock. Her velvety flesh spasmed around my cock. “Pleasey please, cummy in me, Fathery Hubby!”

I shuddered as her hot asshole writhed around my cock. It was incredible to have her doing that. I loved it. The pressure built at the tip of my dick. I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes. This was incredible.

“Lily!” I growled and erupted into my bimbo-wife’s asshole.

Her bowels rippled around my spurting cock. She squealed with her joy, her black veil fluttering as she tossed her head. Her anal sheath milked my dick. She suckled at my cock. I loved that sensation. It felt so good to flood her.

“Damn,” I groaned. “Oh, damn!”

I dumped every last drop of cum that I had into her bowels. It felt so good to do that. I savored that pleasure sweeping through me. She nursed at my cock. It was an incredible moment. She wanted to have all my spunk.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh,” she squealed. “Shall I cally Daisy and lurey here so you can make her into a bimboy-nun?”

“Yes,” I groaned as she grabbed the church phone. I was Father Thomas Spencer now. I could feel it. This was a Bimbo Catholic Church now. “I want her. I want them all.”

“Yay!” My wife bounced on my cock and spoke aloud the numbers she was dialing.

I had done it. I was such a lustful man, but… How could I resist having a church full of bimbos?

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