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Cardinal Dave Richelieu

I panted, consumed by the sin of eating out the fourteen-year-old virgin pussy of Sister Paula May, the bimbo-nun that had ambushed me in my private chapel. I had given in to my lust, and now I was going to fuck her.

I had watched her grow up. Ripen. Now I was ready to pluck her.

My dick was so hard as I licked my lips. She giggled as she stared down at me. She had this innocent yet whorish gleam in her eyes. Being an empty-headed bimbo had turned her into this irresistible creature.

I cupped her face. Her hazel eyes sparkled. I licked my lips, coated in her sweet cream. I kissed her. She moaned as I did that. Her lips melted to mine. I loved this so much. She groaned to me as we made out. I hadn’t kissed a woman in so long, either.

Thirty years…

I groaned. I needed to fuck her. I broke the kiss and growled, “Sit on the altar, Sister! I have to fuck you so hard!”

“Yesy yes!” she squealed and darted around me. I turned to follow her. Her skirt swayed around her rump. She looked sexy. She spun around and hopped onto the altar. She sat there and spread her legs apart. “Pleasey please, you gotta fucky me, Mistery Cardinal!”

I groaned at the sight of her on there, her low-cut habit showing off her small breasts. Her short skirt didn’t hide her pussy. Her furred muff dripped with juices. She looked so appetizing. I groaned and pulled off my priest collar. I threw that to the ground and started unbuttoning my shirt.

She giggled and kicked her legs like a little girl. So coquettish. I was enraptured by Sister Paula May. She was so intoxicating. I was so happy to see her like this. It was incredible. I just wanted to fuck her. To pound her with all that I had.

I had to bury into her with all that I had. It would be so good to fuck her like that. I would pound her cunt with my big dick. I would slam into her so hard and fast. It would be an incredible rush. I took off my shirt.

“Ooh, ooh, get all nekkid for me, Mistery Cardinal,” the bimbo-nun cooed. She was such a naughty thing. “I wanna see your biggie dick! You’re gonna fucky me so hardy with it, righty right?”

“Yes,” I growled and undid my belt. I kicked off my uncomfortable dress shoes. “I’m going to pound you so hard!”

“Yay!” she squealed, thrusting her arms into the air. Her small breasts jiggled. They were so delicious to watch them quiver. “I wanna have your biggie dick just fuckying me so hardy!”

I undid my fly and shoved my pants and underwear off in a single go. My cock popped out. My dick bounced before me. She gasped in delight. Her eyes opened wide. I twitched as I bent over and stepped out of my clothes. I was naked. Naked in church.

In my private chapel with a fourteen-year-old bimbo-nun.

I marched forward, my dick bobbing before me. She quivered there, her eyes burning so hot. I loved the sight. I had to ram into her cunt. My dick was so hard to bury into her and make her squeal like a slut.

It would be amazing to fuck her like that. I could fuck her like that. I would.

I reached her. She wrapped her thighs around my waist and pulled me to her. She might be a virgin, but she knew instinctively what to do. She leaned back on the altar, grinning up at me with such innocence while her eyes burned with such whorish lust.

My cock nuzzled into her wet curls. I found the hot lips of her pussy. I shuddered at that sensation. Thirty years of self-control thrown away. I gripped her hips and thrust against her. I loved the feel of her hymen stretching before me.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned, her eyes widening. “Mistery Cardinal. Poppy my cherry!”

“Yes!” I growled and thrust.

Her maidenhead resisted for a moment. I loved the feel of it before she popped. I tore through her hymen and buried into her cunt. It was so good to be in her. I loved the feel of her cunt engulfing my cock. I sank into her hot flesh. It was a beautiful thing.

I groaned as I penetrated into her depths. I sank into her wonderful cunt. It felt so good to slide into her hot depths. I enjoyed that treat so much. I savored every inch of her cunt around my dick. She felt incredible. I penetrated into her depths.

“Mistery Cardinal!” she moaned as I had all my dick in her deflowered pussy. “Yay! You can fucky me and cummy in me and make me all squealy!”

“Lord, yes!” I growled, her hot pussy clamping down on around me. It was incredible.

I drew back my dick. I savored the way she held me tight. It was so delicious. I loved how she massaged me. I savored that warmth around my dick. She massaged me. I pulled back until I was about to pop out. Then I thrust back into her.

She squealed.

I groaned, savoring being all the way in her pussy again. My nuts slapped into her taint. I drew back, her hips gripping my thighs. Her hot snatch massaged me. I groaned and buried back into her depths. She felt amazing around me.

It was wonderful to pound her cunt. I thrust into her over and over again. I fucked her hard and fast. I plowed over and over into her wonderful snatch. I loved thrusting into her. I enjoyed how she gripped my dick. She massaged me with so much passion.

She felt incredible around me. I loved that tight cunt around my dick. I fucked it her snatch so hard. I buried into her twat with all that I had. It was an incredible experience to bury into her. I fucked over and over into her cunt. I slammed to the hilt in her snatch. It was a beautiful treat to slam into her cunt.

“Lord!” I growled.

“It’s so goody good!” she moaned, smiling up at me. “You’re just fuckying me so hardy!”

“So fucking hard!” I groaned, slamming into her cunt so hard. So fast. “Shit!”

I buried into her with all that I had. It was so amazing to fuck her like this. I loved the warmth of her cunt around my dick. She felt spectacular about my cock. I enjoyed the heat of her cunt. I plowed into her twat, reveling in the heat of her.

She gasped and moaned, her head tossing back and forth. She groaned, her back arching. Her boobs jiggled. The underage cutie made my dick feel amazing in her cunt. I plowed over and over into her cunt. I fucked her so hard. I buried into her with such force.

I enjoyed the way she gripped my dick. It was so hot to fuck her like that. I savored every second of thrusting into her cunt. I pounded her twat, my nuts tightening. I would cum in her. Just dump my load into her.

“Oh, oh, Mistery Cardinal!” she squealed. “I’m gonna cummy so hardy!”

“Do it, slut!” I growled. “You’re a slut, Sister Paula May!”

“I ammy am!” she gasped happily, her pussy clamping down on my dick. “Ooh, ooh, I’m such a biggie slutty slut for you, Mistery Cardinal! Cummy in my cunty hole! Pleasey please!”

“Shit!” I growled, fucking her hard. I pounded her with force. She gripped my cock, driving me wild with her hot flesh. “I’m going to!”

I rose toward my orgasm. It had been so fucking long. Thirty years of celibacy, and now…

I buried into her cunt and growled, “Fuck!”

I erupted.

“Cummies!” squealed the bimbo-nun. Her underage cunt spasmed around my dick. “Yay!”

She came with me. As I dumped my load into her twat, her cunt rippled around me. I dumped my load into her twat. The pleasure slammed through me. Stars flashed across my vision. It was incredible. I loved every second of this.

“Lord!” I growled, my voice echoing through the private chapel.

“Mistery Cardinal!” squealed the bimbo-nun, her cunt writhing around my dick. “Yesy yes, that’s so goody! That’s so great! Isn’ty it!”

“Yes!” I groaned, spurting more and more blast of my cum into her mouth.

I could not believe how great this was. I savored every second of dumping my spunk into her. She rippled around me. I shuddered, staring at her breasts. I cupped her small mounds. I kneaded those little titties as her pussy milked me dry.

I erupted a final time into her cunt.

“Lord,” I breathed.

“Ooh, ooh, that was so goody in my cunty hole!” she moaned. “Now you have to fucky my assyhole! It’s such a goody hole.”

“You’re…” I swallowed. “You’re asshole? You would let me do that?”

“Of coursey,” she purred. “I want to try it so muchy much. It sounds so naughty. Don’t it, Mistery Cardinal? Don’t it sound so hottie to stick your dick in my buttyhole?”

“God, yes,” I groaned, my dick throbbing in her cunt. “You little siren.”

“I’m a little bimboy-nun,” she said. “Not a siren. I don’t wail! I squeal! I’m not on top of a coppy car!”

I shook my head and ripped my cock out of her cunt. “Flip over. I’m going to fuck that ass!”

“Yay!” she squealed and hopped off the altar. Cum spilled down her thighs. My jizz. I had filled her womb with my spunk. She spun around and bent over. Her skirt rode up to reveal the pale cheeks of her rump. “Ooh, ooh, fucky me so hardy!”

I pressed my cock into her butt-crack. I slid down and found her anal ring. I gripped her hips and drilled against her. I savored the heat of her asshole. I pushed and pushed on her. She gasped as I did that, her backdoor widening.

“Mistery Cardinal!” she whimpered.

I groaned as I enjoyed the feel of her asshole stretching around the tip of my pussy-lubed dick. I was really about to fuck a fourteen-year-girl in the ass. I had never done anal. The velvety warmth of her backdoor opened and swallowed my dick.

“Lord!” I groaned and slid into her bowels.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh,” she groaned.

I loved the way her asshole swallowed my cock. She felt incredible. I loved the warmth of her anal sheath devouring my dick. It was incredible. I loved every second of that warmth. I groaned at the glorious friction that massaged my dick.

I sank to the hilt in her. She took all my dick back there. She was so tight and hot. I groaned as the warmth massaged my dick. I pulled back my cock. I loved the way she gripped me. I pumped away at her. I buried to the hilt in her bowels.

It was wonderful.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned. “Oh, that’s good. That’s so good!”

“It issy is!” she moaned. “Fucky my buttyhole with your hugey dick, Mistery Cardinal!”

I slammed into her anal sheath. I buried deep and hard into her anal sheath. It was incredible to feel her around my dick. She squeezed down on me, massaging me. My nuts tightened with the need to cum in her bowels.

To flood her with all my spunk.

I fucked her hard and fast. I plowed into her with all that I had. I thrust into her anal sheath. I fucked her asshole hard and fast. I loved how she gripped my dick. She squeezed down on me with that hot flesh.

It was so incredible to fuck her like this. I buried into her bowels over and over again. She groaned, gripping my dick with her hot flesh. I fucked her bowels over and over again. I slammed into her anal sheath.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I groaned. “That’s it! Take it!”

“I’m takying it!” Sister Paula May squealed, her underage asshole gripping my dick. “Ooh, ooh, I’m takying it so hardy!”

I fucked her with all that I had. I buried into her with such force. She gripped my dick with that hot asshole. I groaned, loving this moment so much. I plowed over and over into her anal sheath. It was so wonderful. I speared into her anal sheath with passion.

She gripped me. I loved it. I rose and rose toward my climax. I grunted as I fucked her with my hard dick. She was intoxicating. I had cum once, and I was still hard. Was it just thirty years of abstinence or something else?

“Mistery Cardinal!” squealed the girl as I fucked her asshole. “Ooh, ooh, Mistery Cardinal! Fucky me so hardy!”

“Yes!” I roared, hammering her asshole. “I want you to cum on my dick, you dirty bimbo-slut!”

“I willy will!” she gasped. “I lovey dovey your hugey dick in my buttyhole! It’s so greaty good!”

She clamped her bowels down on my dick. The velvety friction intensified. I groaned, the pleasure bursting from the tip of my dick. I hammered her, my nuts slapping into her taint. They brimmed with another load of cum to dump into her body.

The pressure grew and grew at the tip of my dick. I grunted, fucking her so hard. I wanted to cum in her. To flood her with all that I had. It was so good to fuck her bowels. I hammered her anal sheath with force.

She clamped down on me with all that flesh. It was incredible to fuck her like this. I groaned, burying into her bowels over and over again. She clamped her anal sheath down on me. She drove me wild.

“Yes!” I groaned. “Oh, fuck, that’s good!”

“It’s goody good!” she moaned. “Ooh, ooh, that’s amazeying!”

I loved the feel of her asshole around my dick. She felt incredible about my cock. I loved the warmth of her anal sheath gripping my dick. I hammered her with force. I fucked her with all that I had. It was a beautiful thing.

She massaged me with all that hot flesh. I rose and rose toward my orgasm. I would just cum in her. I could not wait to dump my load into her bowels. I would spurt all my jizz into that hot flesh. She gasped and moaned as I fucked her.

“Mistery Cardinal!” she squealed as I buried into her. “Yesy yes!”

Her bowels writhed around my dick. The pressure swelled at the tip of my cock as she squealed out her orgasm. The underage bimbo-nun felt incredible around my thrusting rod. She suckled at me with her velvety flesh. The pressure grew at the tip of my shaft.

“Fuck!” I growled and buried into her anal sheath. Her hot flesh rippled around me. “Yes!”

I erupted.

“Mistery Cardinal’s cummies!” squealed Sister Paula May.

Her hot flesh rippled around my spurting dick. Rapture shot through me with each blast of my seed that erupted into her bowels. I loved the warmth of that hot flesh suckling at me. My nuts twitched as I dumped my load into her.

The pleasure crashed into my mind over and over again. I savored this delight. I gripped her hips. She squealed, her passion echoing through my private chapel. Her hot flesh spasmed around me. I groaned, savoring that warmth around my dick.

“Little slut!” I growled and dumped the last of my cum into her bowels.

“Yesy yes,” she moaned. “I’m so gladdy you lovey my assyhole, Mistery Cardinal. So gladdy glad!”

I panted and slid out of her. I felt so dizzy. I turned around and faced the chapel. There could be anyone in the church beyond. Someone could walk in here. I should put a stop to this, but the bimbo-nun was before me, kneeling, her veil rustling around her cute face.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“A goody bimboy-nun must cleany up a cock that’s been in her buttyhole,” she said as she gripped the base of my dick. “Aaaahhhhhh!”

She swallowed my dick.

I groaned as the naughty slut engulfed my dirty cock. She was polishing my dick. It was so wild that she would go this far, but it felt so good to have her doing this. I shuddered at the way that she bobbed her head.

She worked her mouth up and down my dick. She suckled on me with all that might she had. It was incredible to have her doing that. I smiled from ear to ear as she blew me. It was incredible to have her nursing like that.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned. “Shit, that’s good!”

She moaned, polishing my pole. She winked at me, her veil rustling around my head.

“Suck my cock clean, you dirty bimbo-slut,” I growled.

“They are dirty bimbo-sluts,” a new voice said.

I jumped and gasped at the sight of Patrick Mallory, the asshole that had started it. The heretic who had infected my diocese with his perversion. He had a swagger to him. Behind him, more bimbo-nuns followed. They were all such horny things.

“You have surrendered to me,” said Mallory. “You acknowledge that I am your Patriarch.”

I shuddered at those words. The Pope was the Patriarch of Rome, now here was the Patriarch of… Bimbos. He wore such a big grin as Sister Laura May worked her mouth up and down my cock. I shuddered, realizing the truth.

“Yes,” I groaned. “You’re… my patriarch.”

“Good, good,” he said, nodding as I enjoyed that hot mouth working up and down my dick. A cardinal was at that same level as a patriarch for all practical purposes. “Lord, this is too much.”

“I know,” said Patriarch Mallory. “I understand completely. You cannot resist the allure of bimbofying women and turning them into your sluts. They will serve you. Be your whores. You shall drown in the flesh and never want again.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned, savoring that hot mouth working up and down my dick. “I will! I’ll bimbofy them all!”

“The App should be ready to install on your phone,” said the Patriarch. “Enjoy the perks.”
With that, he turned around and left me to get my dick polished by the bimbo nun. She blew me with such passion. It was incredible to have her working her mouth up and down my dick. I groaned as she did that. It was so fantastic to have her doing this to me. I shuddered, smiling from ear to ear.

It was incredible to have that hot mouth blowing me. To have her suckling on me. She worked up and down me. It was incredible. I rose and rose toward that moment when I would cum in the slut’s mouth. I would dump my load into her. It would be incredible.

“Shit, shit, shit,” I groaned. “That’s it. That’s so good!”

The mouth suckling on my dick moaned in agreement. I loved that hot flesh working up and down me. It was an incredible moment. I savored every last second of having her blowing me. She nursed on me with all that passion.

It was incredible.

I rose and rose toward that moment when I would cum in her mouth. My nuts twitched with the force of her suckling. She blew me with all that passion. She must have polished my cock clean. Now she just wanted my cum.

“Little whore,” I growled.

She purred around my cock.

“That’s what you are!” I panted.

She nodded, swirling her tongue around my dick. I rose and rose toward that moment when I would dump all my cum into her mouth. The need to burst swelling and swelling in me. It was incredible. She slobbered on my rod.

My nuts tightened as she blew me. I felt her suction reaching down my shaft to my cum-filled balls. She loved me with all her might. Her veil swayed while her wimple-wrapped face seemed to glow with her joy.

She was happy to blow me.

“Little whore!” I roared and came in Sister Paula May’s mouth.

My cum erupted from my dick. Blast after blast of the jizz shot from my dick and flooded her mouth. I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest. It was so incredible to have that pleasure shooting through me. Stars flashed across my vision.

I groaned, enjoying this moment so much. It was wonderful to have all that pleasure crashing into my mind. I spurted blast after blast of my cum into her mouth. It was wondrous. Glorious. I threw back my head as I erupted into her mouth a final time.

“Little whore, yes!” I roared.

My passion echoed through the room. The slut suckled on my dick. She nursed on me with all that passion. It was a wonderful moment. I panted, sucking in deep breaths as I enjoyed the way she nursed on my dick. She stared up at me, her eyes sparkling with joy.

“Fuck, you’re a naughty whore,” I groaned.

She popped her mouth off my dick and purred, “Yesy yes, Mistery Cardinal! Ooh, ooh, what next?”

I panted and headed to my discarded pants. I pulled out my phone and saw that the Bimbo App ~ Subordinate Edition had been installed. I clicked the screen and read through the tutorials. There were so many possibilities.

Like her mother. I knew Sister Paula May’s mother had a one-night stand while on a business trip. She had been so sorry. I doubt her father knew, but… that meant she could become a bimbo-harlot for the church.

I found her phone number and gave her a call.

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Patriarch Patrick Mallory

With the cardinal surrendered, every church in the archdiocese flipped at once.

Thirty-seven Catholic Churches were now Bimbo Churches. They had been transformed into the naughty faith. The priests were having the app downloaded. I watched on my phone as one by one, those priests gave in to their lusts and made bimbo-nuns or bimbo-whores.

They all succumbed to temptation.

In a moment of clarity, I realized the Bimbo App made slaves of us all. It changed us all. Yet… I didn’t care I was in bondage because I was having so much fun. I smiled and could create more Bimbo Convents. I could spread them around the neighborhoods, beacons of lust that would attract the masses.

I was also having my priests targeting the protestant churches. Bimbofy the preacher’s wife, then convert him to the new faith. Already, some of them were falling. I just sat here at my desk, Sister Bethany Anne loving my dick.

She was so good at it.

I was the Bimbo Pope, and I loved it.

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Father Thomas Spencer

“Let us give thanks to the Bimbo App for this delicious whore before us,” I proclaimed as I stood before the altar. Maxine Carver, one of my bimbo-harlots, was bent over it. The married, Black woman had such a delicious ass. Nice and plump. It had been six months since I had succumbed to the Bimbo App. “Let us use her and give our seed to her! Let us worship in her tight cunt!”

“Amen,” the men of the church said, all eager to fuck her one after the other.

Bimbo-nuns, except for my wife, moved through the church along with bimbo-harlots to pleasure the men while they waited for their turn to take the Bimbo Communion. I would get to go first. I was the priest, after all.

I hardly remembered a life before the Bimbo App had transformed it.

I pressed my cock into Mrs. Carver’s shaved snatch. The Black whore moaned in delight. Her husband was present, witnessing everyone cuckolding him by fucking his slut of a wife. I closed my eyes, taking in a deep breath.

“Praise the App!” I cried out and buried to the hilt in that tight, hot pussy.

“Praisy the App!” squealed Mrs. Carver as her hot and silky snatch devoured my dick.

I drew back my cock, reveling in that wonderful grip on my dick. It was glorious to fuck her like this. Her hot pussy massaged me. I loved the feel of her around me. I buried back into that hot cunt. It was a beautiful treat.

She groaned, gripping my rod with her hot flesh. I pounded her with force, slamming into her cunt with such force. It was a beautiful thing to fuck her like this. To take her hard and fast. I slammed into her with force as my congregation stared at me.

I watched bimbo-nuns administer blowjobs and bimbo-harlots taking two or three dicks in their holes at the same time. The debauchery echoed through the church. The App would be happy with the orgy.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I growled, slamming into that hot pussy.

“Fucky her so hardy, Fathery Hubby,” my bimbo-wife moaned in her sexy nun’s habit. She quivered beside me, watching me administer the Sunday morning orgy-mass. “You’re takying her like a slutty whore!”

“Yesy yes!” Mrs. Carver gasped. The bimbo-harlot clamped her cunt down on around my dick. Her ebony butt-cheeks rippled from my hard strokes. “Takying me so hardy! Just so goody at that, too!”

I smiled at her words, fucking her with all that I had. I loved burying into her cunt over and over again. I pounded her hard. She clamped her cunt down on my dick. She held me tight with that wonderful snatch. It was incredible to have her massaging me with her twat.

I rose and rose toward my climax. I would have a huge burst of rapture. I slammed to the hilt in that wonderful and silky snatch. It was so good to fuck her like this. I loved the way she squeezed her cunt down on my dick.

My nuts slapped into her taint. I rose and rose toward my climax. I would have a big burst of passion. I could not wait to dump my load into that tight asshole. It would be so good to fill her up with my spunk.

“Shit, shit, shit!” I growled. “Take it! Take it right now!”

“Yesy yes!” squealed my wife as she bounced so hard. “Takey my hubby’s hugey dick! And cummy so hardy on me!”

“I will!” the Black bimbo-harlot gasped. “Oh, oh, that’s itty it! Yay!”

Her pussy convulsed around my dick. I groaned at the warmth of her hot twat spasming around my dick. It felt so good to have her writhing around me. I pumped away at her cunt, enjoying that delight fully.

“Praise the App!” I roared and buried into her cunt.

“Praisy the App!” squealed the bimbo-harlot as I unloaded into her cunt. “The Firsty Load of the Mass!”

“Firsty Load be praisedy!” my wife gasped, clapping her hands together. She bounced in place, beaming at me.

I dumped my load into that wonderful cunt. The pleasure slammed through me. It was incredible to have it shooting through me. I loved every last second of dumping my load into that incredible twat. That hot flesh spasmed around me. I filled her up with my spunk.

Sparks sizzled across my vision as I dumped more and more of my jizz into that amazing pussy. I groaned, savoring this heat. It felt so good to flood her with my spunk. I smiled from ear to ear as I erupted one last time into her cunt.

I ripped out of her twat and said, “Fuck the Bimbo-Harlot and worship the App!”

“Give thanks to the App!” a young man groaned as he moved up to fuck her. He was a new member and eager to get his dick wet.

He plunged it into the bimbo-harlot’s sloppy cunt. She squealed in delight as he did that. I stepped back, my gaze sweeping over the orgy. Bimbos were gasping in delight. Nuns rode cocks or were fucked like whores. Sister Daisy Carol, that fourteen-year-old slut I deflowered, bounced on her father’s dick.

Just a happy bimbo-nun.

“Now we can all worshipy together,” my bimbo-wife moaned.

“That’s right,” I growled. “Bend over. I need some ass.”

“Of coursey course,” Sister Lily Abigail said. The Bimbo App had twisted my wife into a whore. “Let’s give our thanky thanks to the App through our loveymaking!”

“Amen,” I groaned as she bent over, revealing her tight ass. My wife was in her twenties. A young woman whom I loved despite all the sex with other women because she was all mine.

My personal bimbo-nun.

My wife reached behind her and parted her butt-cheeks. She exposed her asshole. That brown starfish winked at me as she wiggled her hips. I moved forward. The orgy was well underway. The air resounded with bimbos squealing in delight.

I found her asshole and nuzzled my cock into her backdoor. I slid down to her anal ring and gripped her hips. I drilled against that anal ring, wanting to be in her. I groaned, pushing and pushing on her asshole.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh,” she moaned. “That’s so goody. Just rammy that hugey rod into my assyhole, Fathery Hubby!”

“Yes!” I growled and thrust hard.

Her anal ring surrendered.

I popped into my wife’s velvety bowels. I groaned, sinking into my bowels. It felt so good to penetrate into her bowels. I loved the feel of her asshole devouring my dick. It was a splendid thrill to push deeper and deeper into her bowels.

She squealed in delight as I went deeper into her bowels. It was incredible. The velvety heat of my wife’s anal sheath engulfed my cock. I bottomed out in her in a moment. She shot me a look over her shoulder, her black veil swaying.

“Fathery Hubby’s hugey dick feels so goody good in my assyhole,” she moaned. “Ooh, ooh, that’s just so greaty, Fathery Hubby!”

“Yes, it is,” I groaned. “Damn. Damn, that’s good.”

I drew back my dick, savoring the way that hot flesh massaged my dick. The heat spilled through me as I rammed back into her. I plunged back into my wife’s bowels, reveling that hot anal sheath around her. She was just perfect.

“Damn,” I groaned and drew back again.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh,” she squealed. “That’s it. That’s so goody and greaty good!”

“Yes!” I growled and slammed back into her bowels. “Fuck!”

I pumped away at her cunt. I hammered her twat with all my big dick. I loved every second of burying into her velvety flesh. She squeezed down on me. It was a beautiful thing to have her massaging my dick with her hot asshole.

I panted, fucking into her again and again. I plowed over and over into her bowels. I fucked her hard and fast with my big dick. It felt so good to slam into her like that. She gasped as I hammered her with such force.

I plowed into her with passion. It was incredible to fuck her bowels with all that I had. It was wondrous. Her anal sheath squeezed down on me. I grunted, hammering her bowels as she tossed her head.

“Ooh, ooh, just fuckying my assyhole so hardy!” she gasped.

“That’s fucking right!” I growled. “I own your ass, honey!”

“Yesy yes, you do, Fathery Hubby!” she squealed. “You’re my priesty hubby! See! See!” She held up her left hand with her wedding ring still on it. “Ooh, ooh, fucky my bowels so hardy!”

I did.

I pounded her with all my might. She clamped her bowels down on my cock. I groaned, savoring the velvety warmth of her doing that as I hurtled toward the moment when I would cum in her bowels. I would dump my load into her hot flesh.

I pumped any hard at my wife’s asshole. She squealed, her black veil fluttering as she rocked back and forth. She took my hard thrusts, her moans mixing with the other bimbo-sluts throughout the church. Men roared, dumping their loads into bimbo-nuns and bimbo-harlots.

It was the way mass should be conducted.

An orgy.

“Praise the App!” the guy fucking Mrs. Carver groaned. He ripped out of her pussy.

Another took his place, the bimbo-harlot squealing as she was stuffed full of another dick.

I pumped away at my wife’s tight asshole, the need to cum building and building at the tip of my cock. Her velvety flesh massaged my tip as I fucked her anal sheath with all that I had. I hurtled toward my climax.

I grunted, gripping her hips. She clamped her anal sheath down around me. She flashed me a naughty grin, savoring my big dick hammering her. She was such a slut. My personal bimbo-slut. I hammered her with all my might.

She loved it.

“That’s itty it!” she moaned. “I’m gonna cummy so hardy!”

“That’s fucking right!” I growled. “You’re going to cum like a whore on my big dick!”

“Yesy yes!” she gasped.

I slammed into her, so close to cumming myself. I had to make her cum. I loved feeling my wife’s bowels around my dick as I came in her. I fucked her with force, burying into her bowels over and over again. My nuts smacked into her flesh, so close.

“Fathery Hubby!” my bimbo-wife squealed as I buried into her asshole. “Yesy yes! Praisy the App!”

Her asshole spasmed around my cock.

“Amen,” I groaned and fucked her bowels hard.

Her flesh rippled around my dick. It was glorious to fuck her spasming bowels. I enjoyed that heat bathing my dick as I fucked away at her. I rose toward that moment when I would cum in her bowels. Just flood her with my spunk.

“Yes!” I growled, fucking her hard. “Oh, shit, shit, that’s it!”

“That’s itty it!” she squealed, her bowels writhing around my dick. “Yay!”

I groaned as her bowels spasmed around my dick. She felt so wonderful about my cock. I loved it. I savored the way her anal sheath rippled around my clit-rod. I smiled from ear to ear. I pumped away at her asshole and slammed to the hilt in her bowels.

I erupted.

“Shit, shit, shit!” I groaned. “Oh, damn, that’s good!”

“My hubby’s cummies!” squealed Sister Lily Abigail. “Yay!”

I flooded her with my spunk. I dumped my load into her anal sheath as she spasmed around me. She gasped out in delight as she did that. The pleasure slammed through me. It was an incredible moment. I smiled from ear to ear.

I groaned, erupting into her over and over again. It was so amazing to fill her up with my spunk. I panted, enjoying this moment so much. It was spectacular to have all that spunk spurting from my cock into my wife’s asshole.

“Damn!” I groaned as I erupted into her bowels again.

“Ooh, ooh, praisy the App!” she moaned.

“Yeah,” I panted, pulling my cock out of her asshole. I had to find someone to suck my dick clean like…

That was a new woman I hadn’t seen before. She was watching from the side, quivering. I pulled out my phone and aimed it at her. On my App appeared, Bimbofy Shelby Veritas into your church’s Bimbo Harlot?

YES or NO

I hit YES and smiled. I knew just who would be sucking my dick clean. The App had become my god, and I would serve it faithfully.

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Patriarch Patrick Mallory

The Bimbo Faith was spreading fast. Two years after I first downloaded it, I had gained so much.

More parishes succumbed, spreading my influence across more dioceses. I claimed more archdioceses, devouring my way across North America. The Catholic Church was fragmenting. So were many Protestant denominations as their churches fell to the debauchery. The world would soon all be following the faith of the Bimbo App.

And I was its Pope.

Already, my new papal estates were being built. Something like Hugh Hefner’s Playboy Mansion. A place of bimbos ready to fuck. There were others who were building their own empires of Bimbos, some owning mansions or businesses or resorts.

The Bimbo App in its various forms was everywhere.

I was thankful to the App as I slid my cock Sister Bethany Anne’s tight pussy. She squealed in delight, her eyes staring up at me as I sank deeper and deeper into her twat. She groaned in delight. I smiled down at her.

I had all my favorite bimbo-nuns around us. Sister Abby Marjorie, Sister Evelyn Maria, and Bimbo Superior Geraldine Ruth were the original nuns with Sister Bethany Anne at my church I had recruited. Joining them was the delicious Sister Amberlyn Donna, the first virgin I made into a bimbo-nun.

They all watched as I sank to the hilt in my bimbo-nun on my sheets.

“Ooh, ooh, Fathery Mallory,” she moaned. They called me that in private. Well, Pope or Patriarch meant father. “That’s so goody!”

“It is,” I groaned as I throbbed in her pussy. “So good!”

I drew back my cock, savoring the way that she gripped my cock. It was a wonderful moment. She gasped as she clamped down on me. I slammed back into that tight twat. She groaned as I did that. Her eyes widened.

I smiled down at her and fucked her hard. I buried into her cunt with hard strokes. It was a wonderful treat to pound her like that. She squeezed her cunt down on my dick. It was so wonderful to fuck her like this.

“Yesy yes!” she moaned. “Ooh, ooh, that’s itty it!”

“Yes, it is,” I growled. “Damn, you love it!”

“I abso-fabulusely-do!” Sister Bethany Anne squealed, her hazel eyes sparkling. The waspish bitch was gone, replaced by this sexy bimbo-nun. “Fucky me so hardy, Fathery Mallory!”

“Fucky her, Fathery Mallory!” chorused the rest of my personal bimbo-nuns. I didn’t share them any longer. They were my private harem of sluts to use as I pleased. “Praisy the App and fucky her hard!”

“Praisy the App!” I groaned. I don’t know what that started, but it was the truth. We all worshiped the App. Were slaves to the App.

I savored my reward, fucking that tight cunt. I savored that silky snatch around me. Unlike other types of bimbos, nuns didn’t get pregnant. I was glad. I wanted my bimbo-nuns to stay pure from that. I could breed other bimbo-harlots, but I wanted my nuns to always be virgin-tight.

To have only me in their lives.

“Fathery Mallory!” gasped Sister Bethany Anne as I fucked her hard. “Yesy yes, that’s so goody!”

“So fucking good!” I growled, hammering her cunt.

I plowed to the hilt in her twat over and over again. I loved how she gripped my dick with her hot flesh. She felt incredible around my rod. I fucked her with all that I had. I buried into her with force. She groaned, her snatch gripping my dick. She held me tight.

It was wonderful to fuck her like this. To pound her with all that I had. She gasped and squealed, her cunt clamping down on me. She massaged me with her hot flesh. I groaned, slamming into her twat with such force.

“Ooh, ooh, Fathery Mallory!” she moaned, her face twisting with delight. “That’s so goody. Yesy yes, that’s so great!”

“Damn fucking straight it is,” I growled. “Shit, take it!”

“I ammy am!” she moaned.

My nuts slapped into her taint as I rose toward my climax. I hurtled closer and closer to that moment when I would dump my load into her twat. I could not wait to fill her up with my spunk. I would erupt into her over and over again.

I cupped her little breasts. I squeezed those delicious mounds as I fucked the nun. I pounded her hard. Her pussy clamped down on me. I groaned, reveling in the warmth of that delicious snatch around my dick. She felt so good as I fucked her. I buried into her over and over again. She whimpered as I fucked her like that. She clamped her pussy down around my dick.

“Ooh, ooh, Fathery Mallory!” she moaned.

“That’s right,” I growled, fucking her so hard. “Cum on my dick!”

“Yesy yes!” she moaned. “I willy will!”

I plowed to the hilt in her cunt with hard strokes. I enjoyed fucking her cunt like this. I loved every second of being in her cunt. It was spectacular to fuck her like this. She squeezed her hot flesh down around me.

My nuts slapped into her twat. My other nuns watched as I pounded Sister Bethany Anne. I buried deep and hard into her cunt. It was incredible to fuck her like this. I hammered her snatch, rising and rising toward my climax.

“Fuck!” I growled. “You’re going to cum like a whore!”

“I ammy am!” she moaned. “Your whore, Fathery Mallory. I lovey dovey you!”

I grinned down at her, fucking her hard. She clamped her pussy down around me. I rose toward my climax, fucking her twat so hard. Her silky snatch massaged me. I loved the feel of her hot cunt around my pistoning cock. I plowed to the hilt in her.

“Fathery Mallory!” she squealed.

Her cunt writhed around my dick.

“Yes!” I growled, slamming into her cunt.

I fucked her hard and fast. I buried into her over and over again. I loved how she gripped my dick. She squeezed down on me as I hurtled toward that moment when I would cum. She rippled around me, massaging me.

“Cummy in me, Fathery Mallory!” she gasped.

“Yes!” I growled and buried into her cunt.

I erupted.

I spurted into her twat. I dumped my load into her over and over again. I savored the pleasure slamming through my mind. That hot cunt rippled around my dick. It was incredible to have her suckling at my spurting rod.

I dumped my load into my bimbo-nun’s perfect pussy. She gasped as I squeezed her tits, her pussy rippling around her. She tossed her head, her eyes squeezing shut. I filled her up with my cum, my other bimbo-nuns eager to join the feast.

“Fathery Mallory!” she cried out.

“Yes!” I growled and dumped the last of my cum into her cunt.

My phone beeped with a notification.

I grunted and pulled out of her. I grabbed my phone and saw the update from yesterday, “108 Catholic Churches surrendered to the Bimbo Faith, and 457 Protestant Churches have been reconquered. You now control 80% of North America, 7% of Europe, 9% of South America, 1% of Asia, and 4% of Africa.”

I smiled from ear to ear.

The Bimbo Faith spread far and wide, and I was reaping the benefits. In an hour, I had an interview that would be broadcast across the world. Outside my church, my followers gathered to join the orgies. The donations flowed in, making me richer and richer by the day.

I had everything I wanted thanks to the Bimbo App.

The END

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