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Story Codes: Female/Female, Hermaphrodite/Female, Oral Sex, Spanking, Discipline, Clergy, Supernatural

Comments are very welcome. I would like all criticism, positive and negative, so long as it’s
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Note: Thanks to my beta reader for proofing this and to ferretfyre from my Discord for pitching the idea!

Sister Constance Marie

I trembled in the shower at those words. I had to report to the Abbess’s office because of what Sister Judith and I did in the showers. My futa-dick shrank from the fear. I glanced at Sister Judith. She swallowed and trembled there.

“Are we…?” I whimpered.

“I don’t know,” she said. She glanced at me and took my hand. She smiled at me, and my heart started beating faster. This wave of heat—not lust, but maybe joy or excitement—washed through me. It was titillating. Tingling. I felt heady. Dizzy. “I don’t regret it, Marie.”

“Me, either,” I said to her.

I wanted to kiss her, but just then, Sister Salome Naomi entered. She pulled off her nightgown and said, “Morning, Sisters. How did you sleep? I slept like an angel.”

“Oh, uh, fine,” I said, not wanting to admit things.

“Just be careful,” said Sister Naomi as she took the shower beside me. She had blonde hair that spilled long down her back. Her breasts were round and full with fat areolas. I bet her nipples would be equally fat if they were hard. She turned on the water. “The devil prowls after new nuns to devour us.”

“Devour us?” I squeaked, remembering Lily in my dream. She had devoured my pussy.

“Lead us into sin,” she said. Her nipples hardened. They grew thick and fat like erasers. “It’s a metaphor.”

“Right, right,” I said, shivering. I shut off the water.

I dried off as more nuns started entering. Sister Rosa Magdalena had a nice butt, her skin a lovely shade of golden brown. I shuddered, my clit tingling again. Sister Judith dried off near me. I quickly dried my hair. I would have to comb it, but there was no time before seeing the Abbess.

We both rushed back to our rooms to dress. I tucked my damp hair beneath my wimple and wrapped it around my head. This might be the last time I was allowed to dress as a nun. This was probably it. I would be expelled.

I shuddered at that thought. It wasn’t fair. I wanted to be this for so long. I didn’t want to have to give this up, but that dream and what that futa-demon did to me. I shuddered as I didn’t regret the fun I had with Sister Judith.

It was incredible.

My clit fought to become a cock as I pulled on my panties. The fabric felt itchy, but if my girl-dick sprouted, I would need the panties to help hide it. I drew on my black habit and belted it about my waist with a rope. I hung my rosary and cross from it and headed out into the hallway.

Sister Judith was there, her face framed by the wimple. It made her look older than she was. She looked so calm until I noticed how her hand shook. I thrust mine out. She took it and smiled. We marched down the hallway to the Abbess’s office.

We climbed up the stairs to the third floor and the abbess’s office. We reached her door and squeezed each other’s hands. Then, together, we knocked on the hardwood door. Our heartbeats pounded.

The door opened. Abbess Prudence Esther stood there. The woman was smooth face but stern, her green eyes hard. I swallowed beneath her gaze as she flicked her eyes from one of us to the other. My clit didn’t throb now.

“I’ll speak with Sister Judith Ruth first,” she said. “Sister Marie Constance, you may sit in the chair at the end of the hall. Do not move. This could be a while.”

“Yes, Abbess,” I whimpered.

I moved to the chair and sat on it. Sister Judith vanished inside. The door boomed closed. I swallowed, struggling to think what the Abbess would do to her. She had a cane hanging on her wall for disciplining nuns.

I thought it was a joke when I first came here—or a warning. Not something that would ever be used.

Now…

I prayed to the Virgin Mary for Sister Judith.

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Sister Judith Ruth

My eyes flashed to the cane hanging on the wall behind the Abbess’s desk. It was cleared of the usual papers. She turned to face me and studied me up and down. I trembled there, my mouth dry, as I awaited punishment.

“I heard the sounds you two were making,” she said. “How long have you been sneaking into our new sister’s cell and seducing her?”

She thought I was the seducer?

“That was the first time,” I muttered.

“The first?” She tsked in annoyance, shaking her head. “With the sounds and passion you were making. You were in the throes of sin. That was not a first-time seduction. Not with the things you two were doing. I knew she is a virgin. She does not have experience outside masturbating to her… futanari hentai. Yes, yes, that is what she called it.”

“I—”

CLAP!

The Abbess smacked her hands together so loudly, I squeaked and jumped. My heart pounded in fear as she turned and ran her finger over the cane. She was going to discipline me. I whimpered at that as she turned back to face me.

“I shall deliver correction to you so that this… lesbian lapse will not continue,” she said. “We shall channel your energies into other areas than Sister Marie’s bed.”

“Yes, Abbess,” I said, my pussy clenching. That cock of Sister Marie’s was incredible. I wanted her in all my holes.

“Strip,” she said. “I must spank you. Bare bottom.”

I blinked at that before muttering, “Yes, Abbess.”

She watched me with not a hint of emotion on her face as I undid my rope belt. My habit hung loose on my body. It was a shapeless, black robe. I pulled it over my head, losing my veil in the process. I folded it and set it on her desk. I was in my bra and panties now, my wimple still wrapped around my head.

I pushed off my panties, sliding the white garment down my thighs. I stepped out of them, not losing the slippers we all wore indoors. I folded those, too. As I went to bend over, the Abbess raised her hand to stop me.

“I said naked,” she said. “You have your bra on.”

“Oh,” I said, my cheeks burning. “I thought… You said bare bottom…”

“I said naked,” she said, standing straight. “The shame is part of the punishment.

“Yes, Abbess,” I said and reached behind me. I unhooked my bra. I pulled off the straps.

As I bared my breasts, I thought I saw a flicker of a smile on her lips. A shiver ran through me. What was that?

I bent over the desk now, my nipples rubbing against the cool surface. I shuddered at that contact. It felt so naughty on me. My pussy clenched. I was glad I had a bush to hide my arousal. The cane remained on the wall as the Abbess moved behind me.

She placed her hand on my rump. I shuddered at her touch. This sensual shiver raced through me as she squeezed my butt-cheek. She pulled her hand away a moment later. My heart drummed in my chest. My pussy burned hotter. Why was this turning me on?

CRACK!

I yelped at the stinging spank that fell on my rump. The next came right on the heels of the first.

CRACK! SMACK! CRACK! SMACK!

They fell fast, slapping from what butt-cheek to the other. She warmed my rump with her rapid spanks. The heat soaked through my ass and down to my pussy. I trembled at the stinging pain. It grew even as my nipples throbbed against the table.

SMACK! CRACK! SMACK! CRACK! SMACK!

She drummed her hand across both my butt-cheeks so fast. I shuddered as the heat built and built. The pain stung worse and worse. Tears beaded the corners of my eyes. Yet the more it hurt, the wetter I grew. This weird inversion was happening.

I was turned on by being spanked by the dominating Abbess. I liked men, not women, and then…
I witnessed the beauty of Sister Marie Constance and her mighty futa-dick. Small breasts. Pink nipples. Throbbing dick. It was all so incredible. It sent this wave of lust sweeping through me. I was enraptured by the sight.

Enthralled.

CRACK! SMACK! CRACK! SMACK! CRACK!

“Abbess!” I whimpered.

“Yes, yes, that is a deliciously reddened ass,” she said, her hand resting on my rump. “Mmm, and what is that I smell?” She inhaled sharply. “My, my, I thought you were like that, Sister Judith. Yes, yes, you are one that needs to have her lusts… managed. Never fear. I am here for that.”

I shuddered as her hands slid down to my bush. She slid her fingers through my curls and rubbed at my wet pussy lips. I shuddered as she felt the heat of my cunt. I was so turned on right now. I quivered there, bent over her desk.

“I understand,” she purred. “I, too, was a dyke. A god-hating lesbian angry at the world and at my father. My earthly father, you see, but I lashed out against my heavenly father. Now, I understand the love and the purity. The Virgin Mary is the example. She never lay with any men. Neither must we, but… We are still women. Not sinless, like her, so we need… to help each other.”

I gasped as those fingers stroked up and down my slit. A hot shiver ran through me.

“I keep an eye out for those horny sluts who need that encouragement,” she purred. “Your love of the pleasures of the flesh have driven you into being a dyke so you can have satisfaction. I shall lessen your ache. Mmm, yes, yes, when you are troubled, I shall mortify your flesh and relieve your ache.”

Mortify? Right, right, that was an old-fashioned way of saying punish.

Her fingers teased my pussy lips. They felt so good rubbing my cunt. I whimpered at the heat sweeping through me. She knew what she was doing to me. I squirmed there, my heart pounding in my chest. Her touch was so skilled.

She thrust her fingers into my cunt.

“Abbess,” I moaned.

“Mmm, yes, you’ve masturbated so much that you’ve lost your precious hymen,” she cooed. “We have to protect Sister Marie’s virginity from your lust. Yes, yes, she’s a precious one. She’s special. I can’t have you twisting her.”

“Yes, Abbess,” I moaned, my cunt clamping down on her digits. She had no idea what happened to Sister Marie. If she did, she would be horrified. We had to have Father Black exorcise her. “Oh, oh, that’s so good, Abbess!”

“I know,” she purred, working her fingers in and out of my cunt. Her thumb found my clit. “You’re not the only nun that I must mortify in my office.”

I trembled, wondering which other sister was bent over her desk to be spanked and fingered. Then I realized why the Abbess was even down in the cells. Her room was adjacent to her office. She had more space. Her own bathroom. She had privileges from her rank.

I trembled, my toes curling in my slippers. She worked those fingers in and out of my cunt. I quivered in delight at the way her thumb massaged my bud. My twat clamped down on her digits. The pleasure built and built in me.

“Virgin Mary,” I whimpered.

“Yes, yes, pray to the sinless Mother of God,” she purred and thrust a third finger into my cunt. She stretched me out almost as much as Sister Marie’s futa-cock. “Pray!”

The Abbess churned up my cunt. It was incredible to have her doing that. I quivered in delight, savoring the heat of those fingers sliding in and out of my pussy. It was wonderful. I trembled as the pleasure built and built in me.

She plundered my cunt faster and faster. She rubbed at my clit with her delicious thumb. My orgasm swelled in me. I clamped my twat down on her. I was so close to bursting. I threw back my head, rubbing my nipples into the desktop.

“Abbess!” I squealed and came.

My pussy spasmed around her fingers.

“Mmm, yes, yes, that’s what you need,” she cooed.

My cunt writhed around her digits. I felt spectacular. My pussy rippled around her digits. Her other hand gripped my butt-cheek, the stinging pain swelling in me. The waves of rapture swept through me. It was such a wonderful moment.

I purred in delight as my mind drowned in lesbian passion. Stars danced before my vision as I loved this moment. I quivered through so much bliss. Those fingers wiggled around in my spasming snatch.

“Oh, oh, oh,” I whimpered as my pleasure peaked in me.

Abbess Prudence pulled her digits from my cunt and purred in delight. I heard a sucking sound. She walked around the desk, nursing her fingers clean of my pussy cream one by one. Her cheeks held a rosy glow now.

“Mmm,” she purred, sinking down into her chair. She leaned back in it and threw her feet up on the table, her robe slipping down her stocking-clad calves. “Now, kneel before me. Beg for my forgiveness with your tongue.”

I blinked. “Abbess?”

“Eat my pussy, Sister,” she hissed. “You have aroused me with your sinful lusts. Now, you must attend to me. Kneel.”

I shuddered and wanted to devour her. I rose and moved around the desk, her eyes following the bounce of my perky tits. I slipped beneath her leg and knelt before her. I pressed my head beneath the skirt of her robes.

It was dark beneath, the air thick with a tangy aroma. Her cunt. I groaned as I slid my cheek down her inner thigh until I found her wet folds. She wore no panties, and she was shaved. I shuddered at the feel of her bald twat.

I licked at her tangy twat.

“Mmm,” she groaned as I stroked my tongue up and down her snatch. “That’s it. Just like that. Oh, oh, that’s delicious, my slutty little nun. Yes, yes, you’ll be a wondrous dyke. Devour me!”

She was just a horny lesbian. It was so depraved, and yet…

Making love with Sister Marie had been equally depraved. I was sinful, and… I loved it.

I licked at the Abbess’s pussy. Yesterday, I would have been repulsed by the idea of eating out a woman, but now I luxuriated in the taste of her tangy snatch. I licked up and down her twat, stroking my tongue through her delicious folds.

I gathered up her cream as I stroked through her petals. She groaned, her thighs pressing around the sides of my head. She held me to her pussy. I loved that sensation. I trembled, enjoying feasting on her. It was such a wicked moment.

“Oh, oh, that’s it!” she groaned. “Don’t stop licking me! Ooh, that’s good! That’s so good!”

I was so happy to hear that. I licked at her with such hunger. I stroked my tongue through her hot folds, reveling in the way she moaned and gasped. She trembled as I caressed her hot flesh. I licked through her folds.

“You are such a wicked slut,” she moaned. “A cunt-hungry dyke! Yes, yes, I shall mortify your flesh and satiate your lusts!”

I was doing the same for her. I loved it.

I licked and lapped at her, stroking my tongue through the Abbess’s delicious snatch. I flicked up and down her as she trembled on her chair. My tongue found her clit. I stroked over her bud. She gasped in delight.

I fluttered my tongue against her bud, her tangy juices dipping down my chin. This was so naughty. I shuddered, licking through those petals. I gathered up all the cream I could. I stroked around the Abbess’s bud.

“Oh, oh, Virgin Mary!” she moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, we are being pure! Pure in our own ways! Bless us!”

“Bless us!” I groaned and suckled on the Abbess’s clit.

I nursed on her bud as she trembled. She squeezed her thighs around my head. She held me to her cunt. It was so wonderful. I nursed hard on that wonderful bud. It was just incredible to flutter my tongue with such heat against her.

The Abbess shuddered. She humped against me. It was glorious to stroke over her wonderful clit. I was bringing her closer and closer to cumming. That made my pussy burn even hotter. I wanted to masturbate so badly.

I wanted Sister Marie to fuck me with her futa-dick.

My heart fluttered thinking about her. She was so beautiful. So radiant.

I suckled hard on Abbess Constance’s clit. The woman moaned louder. Her hand grabbed the back of my head through her robes and held me to her shaved twat. My lips nibbled on her clit. She arched her back.

“Virgin Mary!” she squealed.

Her pussy juices gushed out and flooded my mouth.

I drowned in her tangy delight, loving this moment. It was such a wonderful treat. Abbess Constance trembled through her orgasm. She smeared her hot flesh against my face. I gave her this passion. I returned the favor.

I was devoted to her pussy juices. I licked them up while wondering if I could eat out Sister Judith’s pussy. Why not. She had a cunt. I could fist her dick and lick her pussy. That would be so wild. I wanted that chance.

“Oh, oh, oh,” whimpered Abbess Constance. “Mmm, Sister Judith, yes, yes, that was lovely, but… I fear mass is starting soon. You do not need to confess to Father Black. I have taken your confession and your panties. You will wear them no longer. Now, clean up in my bathroom.”

“Yes, Abbess,” I groaned, my pussy on fire. I slid my head out and stumbled toward her bathroom, naked.

I entered it and trembled. My pussy was on fire. I splashed water on my face. I trembled and looked in the mirror. I was flushed. I breathed slowly, coming down from the high. When I entered the Abbess’s room, she was gone.

So were my panties.

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Sister Marie Constance

Worry swept through me as I sat in the chair.

What was happening in there?

It was taking so long. It had been nearly twenty minutes.

This was all because of that sinful futa-demon. She had cursed me. I didn’t mean to enter into a covenant with Lily. Now I had to be exorcised. I had to stop this. As much as I wanted to keep indulging in my sinful ways, I had to be strong.

I had to pure like the Virgin Mary.

I glanced down the hall to the statue of her with her immaculate heart shining with golden light. I gripped my rosary and whispered the prayer to her, “Hail Mary, full of Grace, blessed are thou among women and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.”

I worked through the prayer, promising to the Virgin Mary that I would be exorcised. I was deep in my prayers, clenching fervently to the rosary, when the door to the abbess’s office opened. I jumped to see Abbess Prudence Esther striding out.

I jumped to my feet, trembling.

“Now, I have spoken with Sister Judith at quite length about your… tryst last night,” she said. “She is a horny thing and seduced you into unnatural relations. I have punished her. She will not be coming near you, so you need not fear she will slip into your bed.”

I nodded.

“You’re a pure and special being,” the Abbess added. “You show great promise. Sister Judith will come to me when she feels those… urges. I will help her deal with them. You just attend to yourself and your purity. Last night was a mistake. You did nothing wrong. Do not feel the need to confess it to Father Black.”

“Yes, Abbess,” I said, confused.

“Now, come,” she said, taking my arm. “I will chaperon you for the next few days to make sure that Sister Judith does not seek to prey on you again.”

“Oh, er, yes, Abbess,” I said, confused. “Um, she didn’t mention… my dreams.”

“Dreams?” The Abbess gave me a sharp look.

“I think I need to talk to Father Black about them,” I said. “They’re… I think…”

“Demonic oppression.” She nodded. “The Father of Lies will appear in many guises to lure the newborn faithful from the flock. Never fear, I will not let you become a lost lamb devoured by the lion. After mass, I will arrange for you to speak to him.”

“Thank you,” I said, relaxing.

We headed down through the convent and cut through the garden to the back gate that led to Our Lady, Queen of Heaven, the church that we served. We entered through the backdoor and sat in the back of the pews to let the laity sit before us.

Already, many had arrived, nodding to us. There was the usual chit-chat before mass. I was still shy and new. Sister Judith arrived about ten minutes later. She glanced at me, but Abbess Prudence was hovering nearby.

That was so comforting. We could avoid any repeat of sin.

Then the mass began with the playing of the organ. We stood for the song and knelt for the prayer. There was comfort in the ritual of mass that I never found in going to a protestant church. They were so free-form, almost treating worship flippantly.

This was grounded.

I chanted with the others, crossed myself, and lined up to take the Eucharist from Father Black.

I felt already purer than I had been before as I sat back down beside Abbess Prudence. Sister Judith passed us, her butt sliding past my face. I wanted to bury my face into her round behind, but I restrained myself.

My clit throbbed.

Soon, I would be exorcised.

Then came the homily.

“SIN!” boomed Father Black. He was a tall and handsome man. He loomed with his black hair slicked back and his trimmed beard. A fierce man. “SIN walks among us, and we must be vigilant! We cannot tolerate it within us! If any have been touched by the devil, they must be purified through mortification of the flesh and spirit! Too long have we accepted it! Too long have we catered to it. We flirt with hellfire!”

I stared in shock at him. He was fiery, but this…

I trembled as he talked about sinners being thrown into the lake of fire. Of fornicators being denied the Kingdom of God. I quivered. I was a fornicator. He pounded his fists on his podium as he stared out at us, castigating us.

“We must remove impurity from us! We must cast out the sinners in our midst! Those who tolerate sodomy and other unnatural acts! The champions of the LGBTQ! That has no place in the house of God!”

I trembled as he seemed so angry.

“I have prayed for the instrument of cleaning our church! Prayed and prayed! I will drive out the fornicators. I will banish the sodomites. Let none think they are holy so long as lust corrupts their souls! God himself will smite them, and I shall be his instrument!”

Terror filled my heart. He was insane.

Abbess Prudence nodded, a look of ecstasy on her face. “Yes, yes, drive out the sinner! Purify the flesh! Mortify those consumed by lust!”

Others were nodding, too. They were charmed by Father Black. Enraptured by his words. I had felt like that in past sermons, but now… Now I was resisting. I was recoiling from those harsh words. There was no love in them. No mercy.

“I tell you all, that there is a demon walking among us!” growled the father. “A temptress. A succubus most foul who has latched onto one member of the church!”

“No,” the Abbess whispered.

Sister Salome, with her fat nipples and blonde hair, shook her head in shock. She sat on the other side of me, this horror in her face. Everyone in the church believed him. He was so passionate about it. He looked so furious, too.

“We must find this foul creature,” he declared. “She has taken refuge in one of you. Made a compact most foul. Man or woman, there is evil in our midst, and we must not let that evil taint our community.”

“NO!” everyone shouted.

Everyone but Sister Judith, who shot me a worried glance down the pews. I swallowed.

“What should we do with this tainted creature?” demanded Father Black.

“MORTIFY THE FLESH!” everyone cried together.

I gasped as my skin prickled. This was getting too insane.

“That is right!” declared the priest. “This is not just someone who has been touched by sin. They have let the demon in through a covenant most black and foul. One in mockery of our God. There can be no breaking of this covenant. All we can do is eliminate that disgusting apostate from our midst anyway we can.”

I trembled with fright as everyone chanted, “AMEN!”

Father Black raised his arms and cried out to God to bless us. Then we were kneeling and praying. I trembled beside the others as I prayed and prayed and prayed to the Virgin Mary for deliverance. I could not go to Father Black because he would…

Harm me.

So would the others.

Then his homily was over. There were songs, but I could hardly sing. I felt faint. Lightheaded. The Abbess saw me and gasped. She put her arm around me. I leaned against her, resting my head on her shoulder. She helped me slide out past the others. I didn’t know where she was taking me.

I trembled as she brought me through a side door and into a room with a couch. She laid me down on it. I whimpered as she pressed her hand to my forehead. Her eyes were wide at what she felt. She pulled her hand away.

“I’ll bring a cold compress,” she said. “You poor thing. I won’t let this evil creature anywhere near you. I’ll protect you.”

I nodded as she slipped out of the room.

When she returned, she pressed the compress to my body. I was shaking with fright. I couldn’t believe what he said. I whimpered as the Abbess stared down at me with such concern in her eyes. She took my hand.

“You’re safe,” she said.

I shook my head.

“Do you think Sister Judith is the one?” She smiled at me. “I have examined her thoroughly. She was only touched by ordinary sin, not by… something demonic.” The Abbess trembled. “You’re such a precious thing. I knew when I examined you that you would be holy. Just as our Virgin Mother is holy. You have never been touched by a man. All the other nuns came to us like that. All save me. They are pure now, but they are all stained by the touch of men. Not us. Not us.”

She kissed my knuckles.

“Mmm, we are pure,” she said and rose. She went to the door and locked it. “Do not fear anyone disturbing us. I shall keep you safe.”

“Thank you,” I said as she came back to me. She kissed my knuckles again. Her lips were soft. Warm. She smooched down my fingers. “Um… Abbess?”

Abbess Prudence licked to the tip of my middle finger and suckled on it. I gasped in shock, the delight shooting straight to my clit. My bud throbbed, wanting to sprout into a full futa-cock. My heart hammered beneath my habit.

“Abbess Prudence!” I groaned.

She popped her mouth off my finger. “I had wanted to induct you into the Mysteries of the Virgin Mary myself, but Sister Judith rushed things. She was so wicked, seducing you before I could properly prepare you for true adoration of the Queen of Heaven.”

I was so confused, but her tongue stroked over my fingers again. I whimpered as my clit throbbed and swelled from my pussy lips. It engorged and pressed against my panties. The fabric rubbed against the aching tip.

“Yes, yes, you’re a succulent lamb,” the Abbess moaned and bent over. Her green eyes burned so wickedly. “It is time to induct you. Shhh, there is no sin here. This is how we stay pure. The Virgin Mother was sinless, but we are humans who must have outlets for our fleshly desires.”

The Abbess kissed me.

My futa-dick twitched, the tip thrusting out the waistband of my panties. My lips melted to hers. This drunken heat washed through me as her hand cupped my small breast. I shuddered, my boobs still feeling tender. They ached, but that faded as she massaged my right titty.

She found my nipple and pinched it through my bra and habit. I groaned into her mouth, savoring making out with her. My futa-dick throbbed, aching so much. Our tongues danced as I savored this exciting moment.

“Yes, yes, you’re so receptive,” cooed the Abbess when she broke the kiss. “Oh, oh, that Sister Judith almost ruined everything, but you’re still so special.

She began drawing up the skirt of my habit. I shuddered at her touch. My futa-dick throbbed in my panties. This heat washed over me. I groaned as she kissed me with such passion. Her tongue stroked around in my mouth.

She kept pulling up my habit, my girl-cock aching to escape my panties fully. We made out as she bunched the skirt around my waist. Her hand rested on my panties. Right on my bulging shaft. She squeezed it.

Abbess Prudence ripped her mouth off my lips and gasped, stepping back. “What is that!”

She stared at my futa-dick in horror.

I whimpered and said, “A demon! I’ve been cursed! I didn’t mean to do this! I didn’t!”

“You’re a woman!” gasped the Abbess. “I saw you naked. I felt at your hymen. You were pure, and now… now…”

“It’s my clitoris,” I whimpered, shoving down the habit.

“No, no!” Anger swelled in her eyes. “Stand up! Strip naked. Let me see this… this… clitoris!”

I whimpered, feeling the intensity of her eyes. I rose to my feet and undid my belt. I trembled as she stood over me. She would tell Father Black, and he would… purge me. Those eyes of his were so scary, and everyone was agreeing with him.

My heart thundered in my chest as I pulled off my habit. I stood there in my bra and panties, my futa-dick twitching as it tried to break free. My boobs ached. I reached behind me and undid my bra straps. I felt like a relief taking it off, the cups digging into my flesh like the bra was too small.

“Panties, too,” said the Abbess.

“P-please, don’t tell Father Black,” whimpered as I shoved off my panties. “I… I… I’m a good girl. I am! I didn’t want this! Honest!”

I shoved off my panties, my futa-dick twitching out before me. My entire body quivered as my futa-dick twitched and throbbed before me. My cheeks burned with this heat. It thrust out of the folds of my pussy.

“I can… make it shrink,” I whimpered. “You just… You were kissing me and fondling me. It grew.”

The Abbess knelt before me and shoved my shaft against my belly. She slid her fingers into my black curls and found the folds of my pussy. She stroked up and down them, feeling them. I trembled as her digits slid into my cunt.

“You are no longer a virgin,” she whispered.

“It was Lily,” I whimpered. “The futa-demon. She did this to me in a dream.”

“A demon?” she asked, working those fingers in and out of my pussy. “Who has delivered to us a girl-cock. A futanari. You are no man. This is not a sin. It is only a sin with a man.”

“I don’t think that’s what Romans says,” I whimpered.

But then the Abbess swallowed the crown of my dick.

The older woman suckled on my futa-dick with such passion. She nursed with this wicked heat. My pussy clamped down on her fingers buried in my snatch. She suckled on me with this intensity. I swayed there, whimpering.

She suckled and slurped on me. It was an incredible rush to have her working that mouth up and down my dick. I shuddered at the Abbess who blew me. She groaned around my futa-rod, swirling her tongue and making me shiver.

I rubbed at my small breasts. I massaged them as she blew me. That felt so nice. They didn’t ache any longer. My girl-dick twitched in her mouth. She moaned around me, suckling with that incredible intensity.

“Abbess!” I whimpered.

She worked her two fingers in and out of my cunt. She suckled on my futa-dick with such intensity. She drove me wild. I groaned, loving what she did to me. She made me feel incredible. I shuddered, rising toward that moment when I would climax.

“Ooh, ooh, that’s so good!” I groaned as she suckled on me. “I… I… You’re driving me wild, Abbess!”

She popped her mouth off my cock and groaned, “Futanari! The Virgin Mary has sent you to us through her servant Lily!”

That didn’t sound right at all.

I gasped as she ripped her fingers out of my cunt. She ducked her head low and nuzzled into my bush. She licked at my cunt. I trembled as she stroked her fingers through my petals. My clit-rod throbbed in her hand.

She fisted up and down me as she drove me wild. I whimpered, my head tossing back and forth. She made me shiver in delight as her tongue stroked up and down my slit. I quivered, rising and rising toward my orgasm.

“Abbess!” I moaned, her hand fisting the tip of my cock. Her tongue swirled around in my snatch. “Oh, oh, Abbess! That’s so good!”

She purred into my snatch with that delicious tongue. It was amazing to have her doing that to me. I groaned in delight, my entire body shaking. I shivered at what she did to me. She fluttered around in my snatch.

“Mmm,” she groaned. “Oh, oh, yes, you will keep us pure!”

She drew her mouth from my pussy and engulfed my cock again. She suckled on my futa-dick as her fingers plunged back into my snatch. I gasped in delight as she worked them in and out of me. I trembled in delight at what she did to me.

Her tongue caressed around the crown of my futa-dick. My pussy clamped down on her digits. The dual delights swelled me toward my climax. I tossed my head, whimpering as the need to cum consumed me.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I gasped. “Abbess!”

I erupted.

My futa-cum fired into her mouth while my pussy spasmed around her digits. Ecstasy shot from my clit-rod, and rapture gushed out of my cunt. I swayed there, savoring those two delights. I pinched my nipples as I squealed out my pleasure.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped. “Virgin Mary!”

The rapture echoed through the room. The sounds reverberated off the walls. I swayed there, loving every moment of this ecstasy. It was an incredible rush. I trembled, unloading more and more blasts of my futa-cum into her mouth.

She gulped down my spunk. She swallowed it all down. It was a beautiful thing to have that pleasure shooting through me. I groaned, dumping load after load into her mouth. The Abbess swallowed it all down.

Her green eyes shone up at me, wild with her passion.

“Yes,” I moaned and fired the last of my cum into her mouth. She closed her eyes and shivered there. She swallowed the cum and slid her mouth off my futa-dick. She rose to her feet as I trembled there. “Abbess… That was…”

“Wondrous,” she groaned and cupped my small breasts. Her thumbs rubbed my nipples. “Mmm, yes, yes, Sister Marie Constance, you are special.”

Special? I supposed I had this… this futa-dick.

She kissed me.

I groaned as she did. Her lips melted to mine. I trembled, making out with her. She swirled her tongue around in my mouth. I groaned, enjoying this moment immensely. I shivered at her touch. The way she licked around in my mouth.

That was amazing.

She broke the kiss and purred in delight. A shiver ran through her as she stared at me. Her eyes burned with this intensity. She licked across her lips. I could see that she lusted for me. She reached down and untied her belt.

She threw it down, then tore off her veil. She turned around and drew off her robe. I shuddered at the sight of the black stockings she wore. They climbed up her calves to her mid-thighs. I trembled as her plump butt-cheeks appeared.
No panties?

“What is that, Abbess!” I gasped, pointing at the tattoo on her lower back. It read “Dyke Life” and was surrounded by thorny vines with blossoming red roses.

“Oh, my tramp stamp,” she said, “from when I was your age. I was wild. Lost to hedonism and rejecting men. I hated my father, God, and my life, so I delved into pleasures. Drugs.” She hesitated. “Then I nearly died. OD. And I saw her. The Virgin Mary. I changed.”

I blinked.

She put her habit down and unhooked the black bra she wore. She slipped it off and turned around to face me, her big breasts swaying. Her fat nipples had gold rings threaded through them. And she was shaved. Not a hint of pubic hair. Beneath her tits, she had another tattoo. A chandelier tattoo hanging from her boobs.

The Abbess was wild. I stared at her in awe.

She unwound her wimple, freeing her bright-red hair. She smiled at me as her tousled tresses spilled around her lush face. She looked so predatory. I trembled as she swayed toward me. She gripped my futa-dick.

“I’ve never lain with any man,” she said, stroking up and down me. “My father… Well, I can’t stand them. But I did use things down there. I’ve taken dildos and fingers and even fists. Never a real cock. A girl-cock.”

I shuddered as she stroked me. I cupped her breast. I loved the feel of those wonderful mounds in my hand. I massaged them, enjoying their heft. It was so much to squeeze them. To fondle them. I smiled in delight.

“Mmm,” she purred and kissed me.

Our lips melted together as I played with her boobs. My fingers dug into her tits. I shivered as her tongue danced with mine. It was just a wonderful treat. She groaned, making out with me with such intensity.

Her tongue danced with mine as she pushed me back to the couch. I gasped and fell down it. My futa-dick slapped me in the belly. Precum splattered my small tits. Abbess Prudence looked so wild with her red hair framing her flushed face.

“Yes, yes, you’re so special,” she moaned and straddled me, her big tits heaving. Her gold ring flashed.

I groaned as she pressed my futa-cock up into pussy lips. She rubbed me back and forth, this look of ecstasy on her face. She nuzzled me into her clit, quivering in delight. Then she sank down me. Slowly. Inch by inch.

She luxuriated in devouring my futa-dick.
I reveled in her tight, hot twat sliding down my clit-rod.

“Oh, Virgin Mary, yes!” gasped Abbess Prudence as she sank further and further down me. Ecstasy crossed her face. “So big. So thick. And the way you throb in me. Mmm, that’s delicious!”

“Yes, Abbess,” I groaned.

“Sister Marie Constance, you are a true treasure,” she cooed as she bottomed out on me.

I nodded, watching her boobs jiggle over my head. They were so wonderful. She placed her hands on my breasts, massaging my little mounds. I trembled, my nipples twitching against the palms of her hand. My futa-dick throbbed in her twat.

She clamped her cunt down on me and slid her pussy up me. I

gasped in delight as she massaged me. That wonderful twat reached the pinnacle of my futa-dick, leaving the shaft soaked in her pussy juices. With a squeal, the Abbess plunged down my cock.

“Yes!” she squealed, her big tits heaving.

She rode me.

Her boobs slapped together, the gold rings piercing her nipples flashing. I loved the sight as that hot cunt slid up and down my futa-dick. She massaged me with that wonderful and silky snatch. I groaned, my cunt clamping down.

She plunged her cunt down me and slid back up my futa-dick. She massaged me with all that she had. It was wild to have her riding me like that. I loved every inch of her cunt plowing down my cunt. She slid back up me.

“Oh, oh, oh!” she moaned. “That’s it! That’s so good!”

It was amazing to have her riding me like that.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned. “Ooh, you have such a wonderful futa-dick. You’re just so big and throbbing. I love it. You’re going to cum in me! Just flood me with all that you have!”

“I am!” I moaned.

She licked her lips, her eyes wild. “That’s right. Oh, oh, you’re going to erupt into my cunt. Just give me all that spunk. I need it!”

She plunged her cunt down my futa-dick. She slid back up me. It was so amazing to have her riding me like that. She gripped my cock with her hot flesh. I groaned, my futa-dick twitching in her snatch.

I rushed toward my orgasm. The need to cum built and built in me. Her big boobs slapped together as she massaged my dick. Her fingers twisted my nipples. Pleasure shot down to my pussy. My ovaries tightened.

“I’m going to explode!” I moaned.

“You are,” she hissed. “Mmm, you sexy futanari! You’re going to fill me up with so much spunk!”

“Yes!” I gasped as she plunged down me.

I hurtled toward that bursting point. Her pussy massaged me. She slid up and down me, leaving my shaft coated in her frothy juices. Her red hair danced around her flushed face. She twerked my nipples as she licked her lips. Her moans grew louder and louder, her green eyes squeezing shut.

“Oh, Sister Marie!” she cried out as she plunged down my futa-dick. “Yes!”

Her pussy went wild around my futa-cock.

I groaned at the heat of her cunt spasming around my girl-dick. She nursed at my aching clit-cock, swelling the throbbing pressure at the tip. I rose and rose toward that moment when I would cum. The pressure burst in my ovaries.

“Virgin Mary!” I cried out.

I erupted into the Abbess’s spasming snatch.

“Sister Marie!” she squealed, her pussy writhing around my erupting futa-dick. “Oh, oh, you’re girl-cum! Oh, flood me! Give me your seed!”

I dumped my futa-seed into her pussy, the rapture shooting through me. My cunt spasmed, juices spilling out of my snatch and soaking the couch cushion. I trembled as I pumped more and more blasts of my cum into that wonderful cunt.

I filled her to the brim with my spunk. The heat shot through me. It was a beautiful thing to have all that pleasure crashing through my mind. Stars sparkled before my vision. I groaned in ecstasy as I dumped my load into her twat.

“Oh, oh, oh!” she moaned. “That’s it! Oh, that’s so good!”

“It is!” I gasped, spurting all my futa-cum into her pussy. “Abbess Prudence!”

I erupted a final time into her pussy.

She smiled down at me, her fingers twisting my nipples. She played with them as she possessed such a wicked gleam. I groaned in delight, knowing she wanted to do more naughty things to me. I craved them, too.

I shuddered, my breasts aching and futa-dick throbbing.

To be continued…

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