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This is a revised version of the story that I published on Smashword starting back in 2014. It is rewritten with much-added material. However, I did have to age up some of the characters so no one is underage in this version.

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Tuesday, May 22nd, 2074 – Chasity “Chase” Glassner – Sierra Nevada, CA

The nun ran right toward me, screaming in terror. She held up the gray skirts of her habit as she fled, exposing legs clad in blue jeans. Her pale-blonde hair streamed behind her, tangled with her white veil.

I didn’t blame her for running.

Three black, disgusting demons chased her, roaring like big cats. They loped across the meadow, manes of spiky obsidian flashing in the sun. My heart thudded in my chest. What was going on? Where did those lion-demons come from?

“Help me!” the nun screamed, racing fast across the meadow.

Alison, my pack mule, snorted in fear and jerked the reins out of my hand, almost pulling me off my feet. My mule ran up the trail. If she was anything like the real Alison, one of my father’s sluts, she wouldn’t have fled.

The nun reached me and threw desperate arms around my body. She trembled as she clung to me, sobbing incoherently with fright. Nuns didn’t have the abilities of monks to fight demons. But there should be one with her. When I re-imbued humanity with the Gifts, seventy-two men and seventy-two women had become the new nuns and monks to fight against my parents.

They were the ones who had led mankind into anarchy.

The lions rushed at us, their clawed paws tearing up the fields, the plants wilting in their wake. Their eyes shined silver like the stars. I touched the golden power inside myself. I was the Prophetess, the human chosen to restore the gifts to mankind.

I had power I could use on demonic ilk.

I just hated using it.

“I command you to flee, demons!” I bellowed, golden light flaring about me. The brilliance condensed into a circular ball hovering over my head. I pointed my finger.

A beam lanced out, striking the lead demon. It roared in pain as its black flesh sloughed off into vanishing dust. The golden light disintegrated its forepaw. It crashed in a heap, its three reaming legs kicking as it struggled to rise.

“You do not belong in this world!” I roared, my power surging through me. “Return to the abyss!”

The second lion leaped at me. My beam caught it right in its roaring mouth. The demon’s body disintegrated its innards. The lance of light punched out through its back near its tail. It crashed into a bony heap at my feet, a cloud of foul dust washing over me, stinking of rotten eggs and chimney smoke.

The final demon slammed into me before I could speak. Golden light flared as its sharp claws raked into my flesh. The nun squealed as we were both thrown to the ground. I tumbled, my head smacking hard into a rock. Flares of bright colors burst across my vision.

I came to a rest. My entire body felt fuzzy. I blinked, struggling to think. A demon howled in pain. The nun shook me, her face over mine, screaming in panic. I couldn’t understand what she said. There was a terrible ringing in my ear. The sky spun above me.

A shadow appeared. The nun ducked a paw swipe, and the demon crashed onto its face before it then pushed itself up with its one forepaw. It was the first demon I had hurt. Its jaw was right above my face, sharp, shiny deep hungry for my flesh.

“Go away!” I coughed.

The beam of light flared from my temple.

The demon’s head disintegrated.

It collapsed in a heap beside me, foul smoke drifting over my face. I coughed, struggling to sit up. Blood, mixed with golden light, spread across my chest. The third demon had lacerated me badly, but my powers were slowly healing me.

Where was the third demon?

With a groan, I sat up. The last demon howled in pain. It lay in a heap behind me. Its two front legs had dissolved up to its shoulders. When it had hit me, my defenses flared and destroyed its limbs. The demon struggled to rise, but it didn’t have the balance to stand on two feet. Its face was planted in the dirt.

“You have to banish it back to hell before it finishes healing, St. Chasity,” the nun panted. “Hurry.”

I spoke the words. The light lanced it. The demon was exorcized, its corpse blowing away as dust.

“What the fuck is going on?” I demanded at the nun.

She gasped in shock at my language.

* * *

Reina Glassner

I knew it was a mistake to trust Queenie and my brother-husband to muck out the stables where we kept our pack mule, plow horse, and two dairy cows. I heard the moans as I passed the structure.

“That’s nice,” Rex moaned. “Keep doing that.”

“They’re having fun without me,” I hissed, putting my hands on my hips. Our big sister hadn’t even been gone for an hour.

I burst into the barn and was faced with Queenie’s pale-white, naked ass flashing at me as she knelt before Rex. He was both my twin brother and my husband. He was also Queenie’s husband. He was naked, his rippling, tan chest shining with sweat, making him seem hunkier. I groaned, shuddering and shifting my hips. Queenie’s shaved pussy winked between her thighs, dripping with her excitement.

“What is going on?” I demanded.

“Queenie’s giving me one of her delicious titty fucks,” Rex said, patting the bail of hay he leaned against. “Take that dress off and join us.”

Queenie flashed a grin over her shoulder, her long braid of black hair slipping off her supple back. “Oh, yes, wife of mine. It’s so much more fun when you join in.”

“You haven’t even mucked the stables,” I sighed, pulling off my dress, exposing my lithe, tan body.

“Later,” Rex smiled. “We got a little… distracted.”

Queenie giggled wickedly, working her pillowy tits up and down Rex’s thick cock. So much for Queenie being the responsible one. I know I wasn’t. Not with my lust whispering through my mind and my pussy juices running hot down my thighs.

With a smile, I plopped down beside Rex, pressing my body against his. I snuggled up to him and kissed him on the lips. He groaned. His strong arm slid around my shoulders, holding me as our tongues dueled.

My pussy grew wet.

“You two are so cute when you kiss.” Queenie giggled, working her big tits up and down my brother’s cock. “I love it.”

I broke the kiss with my brother, laid my head on Rex’s shoulder, and watched as Queenie slid her breasts up and down his thick shaft. It was such a wicked sight to watch. My pussy grew hotter and hotter as she pumped her tits up and down his girth.

I loved when the swollen crown of Rex’s cock would emerge from between her tits. Queen’s pink tongue would dart out and swipe across the tip, bringing a soft moan from our husband. He shuddered each time before her tits engulfed his cock again and the delight started all over.

I sighed. “That’s so hot. I wish my tits were big enough.”

“You still have time to grow bigger.” Queenie smiled at me as she worked those hefty tits. “You’re only nineteen. They might grow a little bigger.”

“They won’t,” I complained. “I bet our mother had tiny breasts.”

All Rex and I knew of our mother was her name, Isabella, and that she was a fervent worshiper of our father. She may have been a priestess before she was burned at the stake. What was clear, my twin and I were Mark Glassner’s children. There could be no doubt.

We had his appetites.

I should join Queenie and lick the tip of Rex’s cock, my subconscious whispered. He would love it.

My subconscious always had the best ideas.

I shifted, sliding my head down my brother’s chest. He leaned back, the hay bail sliding back a bit. I kissed over his sculpted chest until I reached Queenie’s pillowy tits. They were piled against his stomach. I nipped her nipple, loving the squeal from my wife’s lips.

Then I turned my attention to the part I wanted to enjoy. When Rex’s dick emerged from Queenie’s wonderful tits, I acted. My tongue licked, swirling around the tip and gathering up his salty precum. He groaned in delight.

“Oh, that’s perfect,” he moaned. “Both my lovely wives.”

I shifted my body to get more comfortable. His hand grasped my ass, squeezing my butt-cheek as I licked at his cock every time it emerged from between Queenie’s wonderful tits. My pussy grew hotter and hotter. I shivered as his finger dipped into my crack. He tickled my sphincter.

I shuddered in delight, my mouth sucking harder on his cock’s head when it emerged.

“Naughty brother,” I giggled as the tip of his finger pushed into my tight asshole.

“What’s he doing to you?” Queenie asked, a big smile on her lips, her hands sliding her tits up and down his dick.

“Fingering my ass.”

She giggled. “Give our wife what she loves, husband of mine.”

“Always,” Rex grinned, shoving his finger deeper inside my tight bowels.

I moaned and shuddered, my bowels clenching down in delight on Rex’s digit. When his cock emerged, I licked and kissed the spongy tip with more enthusiasm. His finger was wonderful inside me, sending heat and delight rushing to my tingling pussy.

I clenched my hole, writhing my hips as he pumped faster and faster in me. He drove it deep into me. My pussy dripped passion. It ran down my thighs. I felt so wicked and wanton. I groaned, my hips wiggling from side to side, stirring his digit around inside my bowels.

“Rex!” I whimpered.

“You two are driving me wild,” Rex groaned.

“Are you gonna cum on your wives’ faces?” Queenie moaned.

“Oh, do that,” I panted, my asshole on fire. “I want to share your cum with Queenie.”

“Wife of mine, you have the best ideas,” Queenie purred.

Her tits worked faster, her hard nipples brushing my cheeks as she pumped those pillowy mounds up and down Rex’s shaft. It was such a teasing delight to flick his cock when it popped out of her tits. My pussy grew hotter and hotter.

The taste of my brother’s precum made me hungry for the real thing. This greedy lust surged through me. I latched onto the tip of Rex’s cock, squeezing my bowels down on his fingers as I sucked for all I was worth.

I wanted his cum.

“Damn, Reina! Oh, yes! What a loving sister-wife you are! Fuck! You’re gonna make me cum.”

“Do it!” moaned Queenie. “Cum! I want to share it with Reina.”

Me, too.

His cock throbbed. His hips bucked. He was about to erupt. I could keep sucking, but… I didn’t want to deny Queenie.

I popped my mouth off his dick. She squeezed her tits around him. Precum bubbled at the slit. The crown seemed to throb. He snarled. His cum shot out and splattered my face. The hot jizz splashed across my features.

“Reina! Queenie!” he grunted.

“Yes,” I groaned as his cock kept spurting, sending the next blast to paint Queenie’s face with the hot jizz.

Cum fired up between us, splattering into both of our hair. The cum ran down my face, finding my lips. I loved the salty flavor. More and more splattered across our features. He soaked us with his spunk as he shuddered beneath us.

I loved it. Hungered for it. He moaned as the last blast fired from his cock and splattered across her tits holding his dick. I licked my lips, scooping up more of the incestuous seed that dripped down to my lips. I loved it.

And there was more on Queenie’s face.

We both let out hungry growls and went for each other, kissing hard. Our tongues dueled, trading the cum back and forth. I whimpered, this heat rising inside of me. My asshole clenched on Rex’s naughty finger.

Swapping cum back and forth, I pulled Queenie to me. I stretched onto my back on the hay-strewn floor, Queenie sliding atop me. Her pillowy tits rubbed against my small cones. Our mouths and tongues sucked and licked, gathering all the cum off each other’s faces.

When our licking tongues brushed the other’s lips, we shared the treat. We kissed, snowballing his cum back and forth. I loved the salty flavor mixed with her sweet kiss. She squirmed atop me, her body feeling so naughty.

“Damn, that’s hot,” my brother groaned.

Queenie broke our kiss and threw a look at him. Panting, she moaned, “Get your cock hard, husband of mine. You have two hot pussies to service.”

“Why don’t we give him a hand,” I purred. I pushed my hand between our bodies and found Queenie’s pussy. She groaned as I sank two fingers deep into her hot, wet depths.

“Oh, yes!” Queenie moaned.

Her head dipped down to suck on my hard nipple. My nub throbbed while I fingered her twat. She squirmed atop me, her cunt squeezing down on my fingers. I grinned at my brother. He watched us with this hungry look on his face.

I fingered Queenie faster as she sucked and nibbled, the pleasure shooting right down to my burning pussy. I humped my hips, my wet pussy brushing her thigh. I shuddered at the contact. Queenie’s skin felt amazing. I humped against her, grinding my pussy up and down her leg.

“Mmm, that’s nice,” I panted, my fingers burying into Queenie’s juicy pussy.

“And fucking hot,” grunted our husband as he lay on the hay watching us.

I groaned, smearing my pussy up and down Queenie’s thigh. Her flesh was silky, caressing my clit and labia. The pleasure surged inside me, mixing with the excitement of her mouth licking and sucking on my nipple. I groaned, loving the joy bursting through me.

We were getting my brother hot and ready for us. I wanted his cock fucking us. I shuddered, Queenie sucking on my nipple. I ground my hot cunt against her thigh. She popped her mouth off my nipple and looked at me, lust burning in her eyes.

“Let’s sixty-nine,” Queenie gasped.

“Yes!” I moaned as Queenie had already moved, spinning around and straddling my face.

“Damn!” Rex groaned as Queenie’s pussy hovered over my head.

My wife buried her face between my thighs, her large breasts pillowing on my stomach. I squealed in delight, her tongue flailing through my flesh. I seized Queenie’s hips and yanked her pussy down to my hungry lips.

Her juicy folds planted on my mouth. I trembled as her cream soaked my lips. I sucked and nibbled on her clit. I shifted my hand around, reaching for her naughty delight. I thrust my fingers back into her tight sheath.

“Yes!” she gasped into my pussy. Her tongue swiped up my folds. “I love you, Reina.”

“Love you, too,” I moaned around her clit, my words muffled.

The delicious, tart flavor of my wife filled my lips. I feasted on her labia as my fingers probed the depths of her pussy. Her sheath gripped my fingers as she bucked on my face, moaning her passion into my twat.

Her tongue pleasured me. Queenie had quickly learned how to lick a woman’s pussy, taught by Rex, and she was giving me every bit of her effort. I shuddered beneath her as the pleasure built. I squirmed, my entire body tense with passion.

“Fuck, you two are hot!” Rex groaned. “Lick those pussies. Damn, I’m getting hard again.”

“Good!” Queenie moaned.

Her tongue buried into my pussy. Her nose brushed my folds as she wiggled her mouth and fluttered her tongue. I gasped and bucked as the pleasure grew. I dived my fingers deep into her pussy, curling them about and stroking across her pussy.

She quivered atop me. Her heavy breasts rubbed into my stomach. Her tongue lathed my cunt. She caressed me. My toes curled as she pleasured me. She dug her tongue into the groove of my pussy. She licked me. Teased me.

It was incredible.

Her lapping brought me closer and closer to that wonderful moment of my orgasmic explosion. I shuddered, moaning as I rubbed my fingers up and down her pussy, caressing her. My tongue fluttered against her clit, teasing her.

“Yes, yes!” she groaned.

“My sweet Queenie!” I moaned.

“You are getting me hard!” Rex panted.

Queenie’s lips found my clit. Her tongue caressed it.

My body exploded.

I screamed my joy into her tasty twat. My pussy clenched, my juices flooding out into her hungry mouth. Waves of bliss rippled through me. My body bucked on the ground. The pleasure surged through my body. It was an incredible treat.

I probed her pussy faster with my fingers as my orgasm rippled through me. I thrust fast into her. She squeezed around me. Her cunt clenched down around my fingers. I jammed to the hilt in her. I buried deep into her.

Queenie was right behind me.

“Reina!” she howled.

Her pussy spasmed about my fingers. Her pillowy tits rubbed into my stomach as she writhed on top of me. My face was flooded with her tart juices. I closed my eyes as she bathed my face with her passion. I loved that I made her cum that hard.

We trembled together. She lapped at me as I licked at her. We trembled through our pleasure. The waves carried me to a wonderful peak. Then I descended into the buzzing delight as my ecstasy faded away.

“Oh, Reina,” Queenie moaned, spinning around and lying atop me.

Our lips met. Our tongues flashed, licking each other’s juices. Her breasts rubbed into mine, so hot and pillowy. I savored my spicy flavor as we kissed, our bodies coming down from the high of our climaxes.

* * *

Rex Glassner

“Fuck, you two are hot,” I groaned, watching my twin and my wife kissing.

They writhed on each other, Queenie atop Reina. Their pussies beckoned me, two hot slits drenched in juices. My cock throbbed, ready to go again. I knelt between their thighs and watched their clits rub together as they kissed. They ground together.

Tribbing whispered through my subconscious.

I want to fuck them both, my subconscious whispered.

“Uh-huh,” I moaned in agreement.

I just need to shove my cock in one pussy for a few strokes, pull out, and shove it into the other.

“Damn,” I groaned. My subconscious always had the best ideas.

I buried into Reina’s pussy first.

My sister-wife squealed into Queenie’s mouth. Her pussy squeezed down on my cock. She was hot and wet, her cunt gripping my dick tight in the middle. My dick savored the delicious treat of being in her.

I thrust my cock in a few times, shuddering as her twat massaged my head. That silky delight felt incredible. I groaned as I buried into her, feeling the juicy wetness of Queenie’s cunt against my crotch when I buried into Reina.

I almost didn’t want to pull out. But Queenie’s pussy beckoned.

“Fuck!” I groaned and yanked my cock out of Reina’s twat.

I slammed into Queenie. She was tighter at her entrance than Reina’s cunt. Queenie gripped my cock as I drove into her juicy depths. I thrust into her, reveling in her delight. I shuddered as the passion surged through me.

I couldn’t help but compare their cunts when going from one to the other so fast. I couldn’t say which pussy I loved more. Probably whichever one I was currently buried in. Reina gasped in frustration as Queenie moaned in delight.

“That’s it!” gasped Queenie. “Fuck me, husband…”

I groaned, ripped my cock out, and slammed it back into Reina’s delicious twat.

“Oh, yes!” Reina moaned. “This is a naughty game, brother of mine! Fuck me! Pound me! Yes!”

“Don’t forget me,” whimpered Queenie, her ass clenching.

“I haven’t!” I grinned, pulling out of Reina. My cock dripped with both their juices. I slammed into Queenie. “There you are.”

“Thank you!” she gasped. “Ooh, your strokes are pushing my clit down onto Reina’s!”

“Fuck her!” Reina moaned, squeezing Queenie’s ass.

I savored being in Queenie. That wonderful delight. But I couldn’t just stay in her. I had to share my cock with my wives. I ripped out and buried into Reina. My twin sister groaned, her incestuous flesh squeezing about me.

“Pound our wife!” groaned Queenie, her hips writhing, tribbing Reina harder.

I went back and forth between their amazing cunts, plunging from one tight pussy to the next. The brief respite between twats let me calm down, prolonging the delight of fucking them both. I pounded hard and deep into them, savoring their moans of delight.

I loved both their pussies. I loved fucking both of my wives. I pumped a few strokes in one, and then I was delighting in the other. My crotch smacked Queenie’s rump when I plundered her cunt, my balls smacking into Reina’s pussy lips. When I buried into Reina, I plundered her depths, my crotch cracking into Queenie’s vulva.

I reveled in their amazing twats. In the delight of going back and forth.

“Rex! Rex!” moaned Reina.

“Oh, Rex, yes, yes!” panted Queenie.

They both grew hotter and hotter. They were such a treat to pleasure. To go back and forth from Reina’s pussy to Queenie’s twat. My balls tightened. My orgasm built and built as I switched back and forth between them. Queenie’s butt-cheeks jiggled from my crotch’s impacts. Her back arched as she tribbed atop Reina.

Reina came first as I plunged into her cunt. I gasped as her pussy convulsed around my shaft. That wonderful, writhing passion. The pressure surged to the tip of my cock as I groaned. Her cunt felt amazing on my dick.

“Yes, yes, yes!” my twin sister howled. “That’s it! You always make me cum so hard! I love it!” Reina squealed as she came.

I wanted to keep fucking her pussy. Her twat felt so amazing convulsing around my dick. I would explode in her in a few more strokes. I stared at Queenie’s rump. I felt her pussy when I buried to the hilt in Reina’s cunt.

“Shit!” I snarled and ripped my cock out, fighting off my own urge to cum.

I slammed into Queenie’s silky depths. She deserved to climax, too. I fucked her hard, her pussy feeling amazing about my dick. Reina moaned, squirming beneath Queenie, her face twisting in rapture.

“Oh, fuck!” Queenie moaned. “Keep thrusting! Keep pushing my clit onto Reina’s! Oh, yes! I’m so close! Please keep fucking me! Let me cum!”

“Do it!” Reina moaned. “Let her cum! Don’t be mean!”

I didn’t pull out of Queenie’s pussy. I pounded her harder and harder, my dick wanting to erupt. My balls slapped into both of their clits. Queenie bucked and pushed her hips back into my thrusts. Her pussy grew hotter and hotter.

She let out a throaty squeal as her pussy spasmed about my cock. I savored every moment I drove into her depths. Her cunt writhed around my dick. That pleasure surged around me. That amazing delight. That wonderful bliss rippled around me.

My own balls were about to boil.

I couldn’t cum in Queenie’s pussy after not cumming in Reina’s. I had to share my jizz. My subconscious whispered the perfect compromise.

“Yes!” I groaned and ripped my cock out of Queenie’s twat.

I jerked my pussy-soaked dick fast. I shuddered as the pressure swelled and swelled. My hand was a blur, lubed by both their juices. I groaned, grinding my teeth. The pressure surged to the tip of my cock as I stared at their shaved twats rubbing together.

“Ooh, cum on our pussies!” Queenie moaned, her juices flooding out of her.

“Yes!” I snarled. My cock erupted.

Thick, white cum sprayed both their shaved pussies. Pleasure pulsed out of me as I coated their twats. My jizz splattered across their flesh. It dribbled down their pussy lips. Pleasure burst through me with each explosion.

I shuddered, swaying as I fought to stay upright. Darkness washed across my vision as I bathed their pussies in my jizz. The pleasure burst through me as I groaned. My cock throbbed. A final spurt of cum fired out of my cock, splattering both their cunts.

“Damn,” I groaned as my cum dripped down their slits. “You two are hot.”

“Uh-huh,” Reina moaned.

Queenie rolled off of Reina. They grabbed me and pulled me down into the hay, their sexy bodies pressing against me. Their breasts felt delicious, one soft and large, the other firm and small. I panted, coming down from my high.

“We should muck out the stables,” Queenie whispered, her eyes closing.

“Later,” Reina sighed. “Mmm, I need a nap.”

I nodded my head in agreement. Cuddling with my wives, I let sleep overcome me.

* * *

Chasity “Chase” Glassner

“You really are St. Chasity,” the nun gasped, falling to her knees before me.

“I am! Now tell me, what’s going on? Who are you?”

“I’m Sister Stella Leon, a nun of the Order of Tina Allard.”

I furrowed my eyebrows. “You weren’t one of the women that received the gift at Mount Sinai.”

She shook her head. “Last year, Sister Vera retired and gave me her gift. I was so honored to be chosen.”

I nodded, remembering plump Sister Vera. “Okay. Now, why are you being hunted by demons?”

“I…” She swallowed. “I received the Ecstasy a week ago.” That meant the Archangel Gabriel had come upon her and given her a mission. “Brother Alasnbek and I were traveling into the mountains to find the golden light. To find you. But… the demons attacked us a few miles from here.” Tears brimmed in her eyes. “They… they tore Brother Alasnbek to pieces. I… I tried to… stop them… but…”

“You couldn’t.” I hugged the nun, pulling her to my breast. I remembered Alasnbek. He’d been a big guy with a ready laugh. “It’s okay. It wasn’t your fault.”

“Brother Alasnbek killed two… but… they ripped into his golden… armor… and…”

I held her. She cried onto my shoulder as I rocked her. Her tears were hot and wet, soaking through my torn shirt. The pain from my wounds faded as my power repaired the damage. All the grief and fear poured out of the nun. She was incoherent for a few minutes, her cries transforming into a keening wail.

I understood this grief. Nuns were often close with their monks. She may be grieving a lover as well as a partner. And I understood grief. I didn’t rush her. I let her cry until she was ready to speak again.

Alison wandered back in the meantime, trying to look apologetic for running away as she watched us, the mule’s eyes dark and liquid. I wasn’t buying her contriteness and fixed her with a steady gaze. The mule maintained its innocence.

Finally, the nun’s grief ran its course enough for her to speak. She pulled a handkerchief out of a pocket in her habit and wiped at her face. Crying had transformed her expression into a frightful mess, her cheeks red, her eye swollen.

Pity moved in my heart for her.

“Saint Chasity. I’ve come for your help.” Sister Stella took a deep breath. “Followers of the Tyr… your parents are planning to summon them into the world again.”

I grunted like I had been punched in the stomach.

* * *

Queenie Glassner

“Oh, my!” a woman gasped.

I bolted upright, my naked breasts jiggling. Chase stood in the barn doorway, and a—

“I’m so sorry, Sister,” I gasped, throwing my arms over my naked chest, my cheeks blushing. The nun’s cheeks were just as red as mine. She whipped her eyes up to stare at the ceiling. “I… I didn’t know.”

“What’s going on?” Reina asked, sitting up and stretching, not at all caring that a nun was witnessing her naked shame. “Why are you back already, sister dear?”

“I see why you three were so excited for me to leave,” Chase said, arching an eyebrow. “Get dressed, take care of Alison, then come to the house. We need to talk.”

“What is going on? Who are they?” the nun gasped.

“My younger siblings and their wife.”

“Wife? They both married her?”

“And each other.” Chase shrugged and then led the shocked nun out of the barn.

My cheeks burned so brightly. Shame rippled through me. “A nun saw us. We’re in so much trouble. We sinned and—”

Rex put his finger over my lips. “Chase is the Prophetess, and she married us. That nun has no authority over her.”

“It’ll be okay,” Reina added. She stood up and brushed off the hay stuck to her rump. “Let’s get dressed.”

I found my clothes quickly, ashamed I didn’t have any undergarments. I had become such a loose person since marrying the twins. I liked how loose I was, but we were violating the new Church’s rules. For as long as I can remember, the new rules had been preached to me. Here, away from it all, it was easy to forget about them.

My embarrassment lingered as Rex took care of Alison. He stripped off her packsaddle and threw the bags over his shoulder. Reina took my hand, and we followed Rex out to the house, smoke rising from the chimney. Chase must have started supper.

“What’s going on, sis?” Rex asked when we burst in. “Why’s a nun here?”

“That nun is Sister Stella,” Chase said.

Rex grinned at the nun, his eyes examining her porcelain face framed by her white-blonde hair. She was pretty. There was a cute appeal about her and… My cheeks reddened. I shouldn’t think of a nun in that fashion.

“Wash up,” Chase added. “I’m making a simple stew. We’ll talk while it cooks.”

The three of us obeyed. Rex and Reina in a hurry, eager to find out what was going on. I was scared. What if the nun was here to annul our marriage and say it was a sin? They had powers. They were blessed by the Creator with his Gift. I shuddered. I didn’t want that.

Reina came back for me. “Come on,” she said. “It’ll be fine, okay? She’s not breaking us apart. Rex wouldn’t let her.”

“Okay,” I whispered and let Reina drag me away by the arm.

Rex was already sitting at the table across from Sister Stella. The nun sipped at a cup of peppermint tea. It wasn’t real tea, with actual tea leaves, but an herbal infusion made from local spices. Reina and I sat on each side of Rex, sitting close. Stella eyed us, her blue eyes considering.

Chase sat down beside Sister Stella. “Tell them what you told me.”

“They are children,” Stella objected.

“We’re adults,” Rex growled, “and you’re not much older than us.”

“I’m older than I look.”

“She’s a nun,” Chase reminded him. “They all look eighteen.”

Sister Stella took a deep breath. “Very well. I was in San Francisco five days ago when the Ecstasy fell upon me. The Archangel Gabriel communicated to me that the Tyrants…”

Rex and Reina both cleared their throats, fixing her looks.

“Fine, Mark and Mary,”—her face twisted as she said their names—“are plotting to escape from the Abyss. On July 20th, on the slope of Mount Rainier at Paradise, their followers will conduct a ritual to summon them back into this world.”

“Why Paradise?” Rex asked.

“And the twentieth of July? What’s so special about that date?” Reina added.

“And where’s Mount Rainier?” I asked.

“Mount Rainier is up north in what used to be called Washington State,” Chase answered. “July 20th is the date my parents were married on the slopes of Mount Rainier at Paradise.”

Sister Stella nodded. “That’s why the Glassnerians are conducting the ritual there. As you know, the heretical teachings of the Tyr… Mark and Mary survived, including the foul Epistle of Isabella that teaches how to make Pacts with the… Mark and Mary.”

“Isabella?” Rex frowned. “Our mother Isabella?”

Sister Stella gave the twins sharp looks.

Chase nodded her head. “That’s why they burned her.”

“So our father’s trying to escape from Hell,” Rex muttered.

Sister Stella’s face hardened. “I’ve come here to seek Saint Chasity’s aide. Providence has guided me here, and led me to the Prophetess’s side.”

“And I’ve agreed to go,” Chase added. “I’ve stopped our father once. I liberated the world from them. I won’t let them conquer it all over again.”

“Then we’re coming with you,” Rex growled, slamming his fist on the table.

“Yes,” Reina nodded.

“No, they cannot,” Sister Stella gasped. “It’s hard to travel to Mount Rainier. We will need to move quickly. If we’re lucky and have no delays, we can make it on time. We do not need children slowing us down.”

“Children?” demanded Rex. “We’re nineteen! And we know how to travel. We grew up in the Mountains. You are not stopping us from going and protecting our sister.”

“She is not leaving us!” Reina added, nodding her head with emphasis, arms crossed.

I smiled at my spouses. “Yes. We need to go.”

Rex looked at me in shock.

“Chase is my sister now. I want to help her out.”

Chase looked at the three of us, her lips pursing in consideration. “They’re going.”

“But…” Sister Stella started to protest. She clamped her mouth shut when Chase fixed her with an adamant stare. “Yes, Saint Chasity.”

“That’s going to get annoying,” Reina muttered.

* * *

Chasity “Chase” Glassner

I couldn’t sleep.

For once, since my last suicide attempt, I was alone in my bed. I insisted that the twins and Queenie share their own room. It would be the last time the three of them would have for months. Before my parents’ deaths, a trip up to Mount Rainier would take a day or two of driving from here. But on foot, we would need most of the two months we had.

I hoped one of the bridges over the Columbia River along the Oregon-Washington border still stood. We would never make it on time if there wasn’t a way to cross, and we had to detour into Eastern Washington to find another way off. If we had to go all the way up to Canada to get around the large river…

An eager dread filled me. I had the chance to see my parents. But would they want to see me after all the pain I had caused? They suffered in Hell. I couldn’t blame them for wanting to escape, but they were too powerful for this world. Mankind had to be free. I could only hope that in a few generations, mankind would be back on track to where they were before my parents ruined everything.

I wasn’t sure I could stop them a second time. I didn’t know what I would do on the 20th. Stop them, or just ask for their forgiveness. Maybe this time, I would finally die. I left out one detail to my siblings. Sister Stella promised that she would have to take away my Prophetess powers to stop my parents.

I would finally be free. I could finally die.

Rex and Reina wouldn’t understand. They would want me to never leave them, but staying young, dwelling on my guilt, wasn’t living. It was existing. They would grieve my loss, but they would be able to move on. They had each other and Queenie. They had a family to start and enjoy.

A soft knock rapped on my door.

“Come in,” I said. “I can’t sleep.”

It wasn’t Rex; he would never have knocked. I figured it was Queenie, given how timid the raps were. The door opened.

It was Sister Stella.

She stepped in, trembling like a child. Her hair seemed to glow in the silvery moonlight as she stepped forward. When she reached my bed, she quickly pulled off her nun’s habit, revealing her naked body. Her breasts were tiny, barely sprouting, making her seem so virginal and innocent. A soft down of fine, almost invisible, pubic hair graced her pussy.

“Sister Stella?” I gasped. “I thought the new church taught that homosexuality is a sin.”

“I’m a nun on a mission.” She smiled as she sat on the edge of my bed. She stroked my hand, her fingers stirring delight through me. “I’m forgiven of all my sins. And… I’ve been in love with you for years.” She swallowed. “I never thought I would actually get to meet the savior of mankind.”

Savior? What a joke.

I almost threw that word back in her face, but her trembling, yearning passion touched me. I couldn’t help but take her hand. I pulled her to me, staring into her eyes. I could see the desire in there for me.

It was nice to be desired again. My siblings and Queenie loved me, even lusted for me, but they didn’t desire me. They merely had fun with me.

I kissed Sister Stella. My lips worked against hers. She closed her eyes and sighed into the kiss. Her lips worked against mine. Pleasure raced through me, a stirring beginning between my thighs. I trembled, loving this.

I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her to me. Our kiss deepened as our bodies pressed together. I felt her naked form against mine, lithe and delicious. My tongue thrust into her mouth as she kissed me with more aggression.

That wet heat blossomed in my cunt.

I rolled her onto her back. I pressed her down, following her to my bed. My hand slid up her side to cup her small breast. I massaged her tit. I caressed her nipple. She shuddered and moaned into my mouth as I pinched and rolled her nub.

My other hand slid down her body, reaching beneath us. I found the sparse silk of her pubic hair as we kissed. I pressed lower and found her legs locked tight together. I couldn’t reach my fingers between them to caress her naughty bits.

I broke the kiss and stared down into her trembling eyes. “Relax. Spread your thighs, and let me trib you. You’ll love it.”

“Trib?” she asked, her eyes wide.

I winked at her. My mother loved to trib women. She taught me that same love. I had been just as nervous the first time we’d done it. Now I understood Stella’s virginal timidity. My pussy grew hotter as she squirmed.

Stella spread her thighs. My fingers slid down and felt her cunt. I caressed her, reveling in the feel of her wet pussy. I smiled at her, staring into her eyes as I shifted my thighs. I settled between her legs, my juices dripping down my thighs.

“Mmm, this is going to be beautiful,” I told her, pulling my fingers from her cunt.

“Okay,” she said.

I settled my weight down. I groaned as my pussy pressed down into her cunt. I felt the heat of her pussy and the kiss of her downy pubic hair on my twat. I shuddered, my clit throbbing as it brushed her delight.

I undulated my hips so my pussy rubbed against hers. Our clits brushed and kissed. Pleasure sparked through me. She shuddered and moaned. Her arms wrapped around me as her own hips began to move instinctively.

I nuzzled at her neck, licking up to her ear. “Doesn’t that feel nice?”

“Yes,” she gasped in awe. “Oh, Saint Chasity.”

“Mmm, it’s Chase.” I giggled. “We’re making love. I think you can call me Chase.”

“Oh, Chase!” she moaned, her hips undulating harder, our clits brushing together. “Mmm, that feels wonderful.”

Our bodies ground together. Our flesh caressed. Hot, juicy twats kissed as we made love to each other. Our breasts caressed the other’s, her smaller nipples brushing mine. Tingles rushed down to my cunt. My pussy clenched as I ground our clits together.

Pleasure burst through me. I shuddered and whimpered. My hips undulated, grinding on her. Her hands gripped me. She whimpered as we ground our twats together. My clit savored the feel of the wet silk of her pussy. I shuddered, my ass clenching as I tribbed her harder.

“Chase! Chase!” she gasped.

“Mmm, yes,” I groaned, the pleasure building and building. My rump clenched.

My bed creaked, rocking with our passion. Every time our clits brushed, delight exploded through me. I round into them. Our bodies pressed together. We were almost welded into one. It was exhilarating.

Her fingernails bit into my back. Our lips met, kissing hard. She bucked beneath me, gasping into my mouth. She moaned into our kiss. Her tongue danced with mine. Her hips ground harder. She whimpered.

I could feel it building in her.

I broke the kiss and purred, “Are you going to cum?”

“Yes, Chase!” she gasped. “I’m so close! This feels so great!”

“Embrace it,” I moaned, my own pleasure building and building.

Sister Stella whimpered beneath me. Her body bucked and spasmed, pressing her body against mine. Pleasure burst in her eyes as her orgasm shuddered through her. Her pussy drenched mine, our flesh growing so slippery. Her moans echoed through me.

I savored her pleasure, my passion growing in the core of my pussy. I ground on her, building my own delight as she shuddered. She kissed me, her tongue thrusting in my mouth as she shuddered beneath me.

I approached my orgasm. I hurtled towards it as she trembled through hers. She kissed me with such hunger. I groaned as I rubbed my clit into hers. Those sparks fed the growing heat in me. I was almost there.

“So amazing!” she gasped, breaking our kiss.

Her hands cupped my face as she trembled beneath me. We stared into each other’s eyes. The moonlight caught her blues, and they twinkled like brilliant stars. I let myself get lost in the eternity of her gaze, my passion building and building.

My clit brushed hers. I exploded.

“Stella!” I gasped as my pleasure rippled through my body.

“Chase!” she moaned, pulling me down for a sweet kiss.

I sighed into her lips as I ground my clit one last time into her pussy. The pleasure was gentle as it rolled through me. This delicious rapture that swept through my mind. I held her tight. This was an amazing ecstasy.

I shuddered in her embrace. And then I collapsed against her. She held me, her kisses soft. I whimpered about her as that rapture hit that wonderful peak. I trembled in her embrace as she stroked me.

I came down from my orgasms. I gasped as I broke the kiss and nuzzled into her cheek. We didn’t speak as we held each other. We cuddled together. Her head rested on my shoulder. I smiled as the bliss drifted me down into sleep.

Tomorrow we would leave. I didn’t expect to return.

To be continued…

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