In the Shadow of the Monastery – Chapter Three [F/Futa] [Nuns & Succubi] [Dub-Con] [Transformation] [Corruption]

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*(This is* ***Chapter Three*** *of a larger story. If you’re enjoying it, here’s a link to the other chapters:* [*https://archiveofourown.org/works/43075755/chapters/108244479*](https://archiveofourown.org/works/43075755/chapters/108244479))

*(All characters are 18+)*

# Day Three

That night, Valerie dreamt again.

This time, however, there were no orgies. She found herself in a grand cathedral, filled with mist and the shapes of haunting statues looking down on her. Black marble tiles covered the floor, and every candle and torch burned with an infernal red flame. Truth be told, it did not feel like a dream. It all felt perfectly real. An aura permeated the air here, one that both excited and nauseated her all at once.

“Welcome, dear sister,” came a soft voice. Valerie turned around. She recognized that voice. She saw, up on a dais, a grand stone throne, and seated in it, a succubus. There was no mistaking what she was. The two of them looked at each other. Valerie looked up with curiosity and awe, while the succubus looked down on her with pride.

“Who are you?” Valerie asked. She was naked, as she was used to being in her dreams. She didn’t feel ashamed however, not anymore. She was growing beyond that. The succubus was equally naked, and Valerie noticed suddenly that she also had an enormous cock, though the demon’s was red and black near the tip.

“I am the one who has been guiding you, Valerie,” the succubus said. Valerie knew that already.

“… But why?”

“For many reasons. The first and foremost, however, is that you remind me of myself. Our paths have been so similar, though admittedly I’m a bit further along,” the succubus said with a small smirk. “But I’ve a feeling you’ll catch up quickly.”

Valerie stood there for a second, taking it in. She was, more than anything, relieved. She finally knew the cause of everything that had happened to her.

“I want to know more,” Valerie said, her chin raised, voice loud and clear.

“Of course you do, dear sister. Your eyes are beginning to be opened. You are beginning to see the Light,” the succubus said. Her voice was low and almost breathy, and it had a magic undercurrent that seemed to warm the air and the blood both. “You’ve already begun to see through the lies you once so gladly accepted without question.”

“Lies? Of… of heaven?”

“Yessss,” the succubus said, and her orange eyes flashed briefly. Her tongue flicked out. It was also like Valerie’s, long and forked.

“Am I becoming like you?”

“Very good, Valerie. You are. But you still have so far to go,” the succubus continued. “As I am now, you may become. It’s not some foregone conclusion, you understand. It takes work.”

Valerie didn’t have to think about it very long. She knew, in her soul, that she wanted this. She saw the path forward, and knew it to be the right one.

“Tell me what to do,”

“I can’t do that, my love. Everything that’s happened to you, has been by your choice alone. Those are the Rules,” the demon said. The way she emphasized the final word led Valerie to believe they were the type of rules that couldn’t be easily broken.

“But you’ve been… influencing me. I know you have. For weeks now,” Valerie said, confused.

“I have. And so have several angels who were sent to protect and guide you. For every word I spoke into your soul, they spoke some of their own. Every time I pushed, they pushed back. There is always a Balance. In the end, however, it’s always you who chooses. And neither I nor they can stop you from walking the path you choose,” the succubus explained. It made a certain kind of sense, but Valerie was almost certain she’d never heard any words as clearly as she had heard those of the succubus.

“My dreams haven’t felt very balanced. Every night for the past month, it’s been–”

“I know what they’ve been, sister. I was there for each and every single one. Delightful, weren’t they?”

“Then explain how they were balanced?” Valerie asked again, ignoring the question. She was growing annoyed. There was a piece of this puzzle that was missing.

The succubus was silent. But still she smiled.

“In time.”

Again the silence stretched out between them.

“Rest easy, sister. You’ve come so far already. I’ve a gift for you, as well. A tool for you and those you choose to share it with. When you wake, return to your rooms. On your bed, you’ll find, hmhmm, a book. Inside, you’ll find various spells, rituals, and incantations I just know you’ll find fascinating. We haven’t time to fill you in on the centuries of history, of the war that has been raging all this time. I want to tell you more, and I will. But not tonight.”

The succubus was telling Valerie a mix of truths, lies, and half-truths. Better not to trouble her with ideas that might lead her down the wrong path, after all. The succubus had, in fact, broken a very key rule. She’d interfered directly. The first night, when Valerie had been about to confess and lose all her progress, the succubus had intervened and turned off Valerie’s emotional capacity for morality. She was certain that those in Heaven who kept watch for such things had noticed. It was only a matter of time before someone came calling. And when they did, that’s when the real game would begin…

“But I still have more questions!” Valerie said, stepping toward the dais.

“As I said, in time. Know that the eyes of heaven and hell are both fixated on your little monastery. It’s about to become something of a battlefield, I’m sorry to say. Proceed with caution. And when the other side arrives to push back, well, just remember that you are the one who decides.”

Valerie stepped again towards the dais, but it vanished from in front of her, and she was suddenly surrounded by a thick black smoke that obscured everything. The last thing to fade into oblivion were those glowing orange eyes, boring deep into her soul with a visceral power.

“Remember, sister.”

The words seemed to echo and fade away slowly, and for the rest of the night, she dreamt of nothing at all…

—

When she woke, Valerie lay there for a few minutes. That had been no normal dream. For one, she recalled every bit of it perfectly. She’d need to write it all down, word for word, so she didn’t forget what had been said. So much of it reeked of a deeper hidden meaning.

What was important now though, was Valerie knew where she stood… and she knew what was coming. The monastery was doomed to become a battlefield, the succubus had said. That sounded ominous indeed.

And Valerie remembered the tool, the book that the succubus had gifted to her. Spells and incantations… Everyone, of course, knew that magic wasn’t real, but Valerie had seen things the last few days that defied any other description. And if magic was real, she wanted it.

She felt a warm suckling sensation. She glanced down and saw that Emily was awake and was servicing her cock dutifully.

“Not now, sister. I must… see to something.” Valerie said, pushing herself up from the bed and going to find her robes.

Emily pouted. “But I need cum, Valerie. Your cum, in me. Please?”

“I’ll return soon. And when I do, I’ll put a load in both your mouth and your ass.”

“I’ll hold you to it,” Emily said with a wicked smile. Her eyes still held a little bit of red coloring. She started to anally masturbate as Valerie clothed herself, and was starting to moan as Valerie closed the door behind her.

She walked through the silent halls of the monastery alone now. And her guilt and shame were finally gone. She knew now what was happening to her, and she was going to embrace it, even now, in an unaroused state. She’d allied herself with Hell. She still wasn’t certain if Emily and Catherine believed as she did, or if they were deluded by the demonic cum she’d exposed them both to. Emily seemed tso wicked and even cruel at times, but she always spoke of gifts from Heaven and God-this and God-that. Valerie would need to find a way to make certain her closest ally was actually on her side and not just cum-starved.

Unfortunately, she had a feeling it was the latter.

She arrived back at her room. The door was unlocked. She pushed it open and stepped inside. Sure enough, on her bed was a thick tome, a black sigil carved into the leather cover. She stepped closer and gasped. It was Father Peter’s old Bible! But it had been… defaced. Altered. She picked it up, feeling a thrum of energy as she made contact with it. This book had power now. The succubus had taken something wholly pure and utterly defiled it. She opened it up. Inside, the pages no longer held verses, but demonic spells and sigils and runes Valerie couldn’t quite read. It was as if the holy words had been scrubbed away. No trace reminds that this book had ever been a Bible.

Valerie smiled.

The book had hundreds of spells and rituals. Some seemed beyond Valerie’s comprehension, but the first few pages seemed quite easy. Eac spell required a power source, usually the caster themself, and the power was built up with lust and sex. This all made perfect sense to Valerie as she read. The first spell was a very simple mind control spell. It lasted about a day, and even better, the recipient wouldn’t remember any of it once it wore off.

How undeniably useful…

“Sister? Sister Valerie? Oh, it is you!” came a voice from behind her. Valerie slammed the book shut and spun around. It was Sister Hannah, a rather fat nun who was also incredibly kind to everyone, almost to a fault. She was bubbly and friendly to all. She also had possibly the biggest pair of tits Valerie had ever seen. The robes just weren’t meant to contain massive breasts like that. Hmmm…

“Sister Hannah! You snuck up on me, you nearly gave me a heart attack!” Valerie said with a fake smile. She held the book close, her arms covering the unholy sigil on the cover.

“Oh dearie me, I’m so sorry. It’s just, we were wondering if you’d seen Mother Superior Catherine? Sister Ravena said you and Sister Emily were the last two to meet with her yesterday, and well, no one has seen her since! A few of us were getting worried…” Hannah said. Valerie had to stop herself from smirking.

“Ah, yes. Mother Catherine wasn’t feeling well, and Emily and I decided to tend to her last night. We spent the night in her room. She had a dreadful fever, you see,” Valerie said, lying so easily. She wondered what the chubby nun looked like naked. Almost as the second she had the thought, her cock began to stiffen. Valerie felt her heart begin to beat quickly, and somehow she knew her eyes were starting to glow red. The Lust within her was growing.

“Oh, that’s too darn bad,” Hannah said with a sad little frown. “Perhaps Sister Ciara and I can whip her up some nice homemade stew to help her feel…”

Her voice trailed off, and she frowned. Valerie’s eyes were visibly glowing red now, and the stiff cock in her robes was protruding outward.

“Err, Sister, you… you look, um…” Hannah sputtered, slowly looking horrified. “Oh fuck.”

“Vasian trei lanaus cryn samara vi khaskahn…” Valerie said, hoping she got the pronunciations right. She felt a surge of energy suddenly leave her. She felt weakened. Her knees trembled. But when she looked at Hannah, she could tell it worked. Hannah was staring at her, unmoving, but Valerie could feel the link between their minds.

“… C-close the door,” Valerie said, her voice shaky. She felt so weak. It was supposed to be a simple spell! Hannah turned and closed the door behind her.

“Mmmm, very good. Now… Take off your robes. Leave your head wrap on,” Valerie said. Hannah didn’t immediately obey, however. She looked conflicted. Valerie noticed that Hannah’s eyes were still very much free to look around, panicked. She looked deeply afraid. Her body shook, making her fat tits shake, and she resisted. Oh, how she resisted!

“I said, take off your robes, you fat bitch,” Valerie said again, trying to pour a bit of willpower into the words. This time, Hannah finally obeyed. She started taking off her robes. Those massive tits were just as glorious as Valerie had imagined. Massive nipples, and in the cold morning air, they were stiff and hard. Delicious.

Very interestingly, she had no underwear on beneath. Now that was fascinating.

“Sister Hannah, tell me, why do you not wear any underwear,” Valerie asked, tilting her head, her voice sweet and almost mocking.

“I, um, I… I don’t like to,” Hannah said, her face turning a delightful shade of pink.

“Why not?”

“I just don’t,” Hannah said, voice trembling. “Never have.”

“Are you wicked, sister? Do you sin, when you’re alone? Have you ever masturbated?” Valerie said, firing off question after question. “And sister… Do. Not. Lie… to me.”

“Y-yes… Every… every night,” Hannah said, her voice barely concealing a low whine. She was mortified. This was her worst nightmare come true. Exposed in every sense of the word.

Valerie smiled, a wide, evil smile that showed all her teeth.

“Why don’t you… Show me. Lay down on my bed there, and show me exactly how you masturbate.”

Hannah stood still for a moment then began to move toward the bed.

“Good. Yes, so very good,” Valerie murmured. She rather enjoyed the plump body Hannah had, all jiggly and thick in all the right places. What an ass… The big woman crawled onto the bed, ass sticking up in the air, and placed a hand between her legs and began to rub her clit. Her ass was so fat, Valerie couldn’t quite see her asshole. Regrettable.

But easily fixed.

“Don’t stop, no matter what you feel, or see, or hear. You understand me?” Valerie said, kneeling down behind the obese nun.

“Y-yes… how… how are you doing this!?” Hannah muttered. It must have been a massive effort to voice a question with that many words while under the effect of this spell.

“You see, Hannah, I’ve recently found out a few things that have opened my eyes to certain truths,” Valerie said, matter of factly. She reached out and spread those enormous ass cheeks apart. Nestled there deep in the crack was a tiny little asshole.

Valerie stuck out her foot long snake tongue and gave Hannah’s entire ass crack a long lick.

“Delicious,” she said. “Go on, my sister. Ask and I shall answer. Speak your mind. I won’t be mad. But I command you not to scream or raise any alarm.”

Finally free to voice her questions without struggling to do so, Hannah let out a breath of air.

“Sister, you… you’ve been corrupted! Hell itself is twisting you and breaking you! You need to repent! You need to break free of its hold on you!”

“I know, love. I know and I just don’t care,” Valerie said simply. She leaned in and began to lick that tiny asshole again.

“Why are you doing this!?” Hannah said, her body squirming lightly as she experienced having her ass eaten for the first time.

“Because, you see, I’ve developed a bit of a taste for eating ass, my love,” Valerie said. She let her tongue push in a little bit now, both tips worming their way inside the bigger woman. Hannah was still rubbing her clit. She literally was unable to stop.

“My turn to ask a question,” Valerie said, pulling her tongue back. “And you better be honest… Do you like it? Having your ass licked?”

If Hannah had been resisting earlier, it was nothing to the sheer force of will she put out now. Hannah closed her mouth and clenched her jaw.

“Answer me,” Valerie said, and she leaned in and began to kiss and lick and penetrate Hannah’s ass with her tongue. She was practically making out with Hannah’s anus now.

A few moments of silence and then, a tiny, almost inaudible whisper.

“Yes.” Such shame, compacted into a single word.

“I thought as much.”

And now, having extracted that little admission, Valerie began to work in earnest. Everything she’d learned about eating ass the past day with Emily and Catherine, she put to good use now. Hannah was wholly unprepared for the onslaught of pleasure that Valerie forced on her. Valerie sent her entire length deep into Hannah, swirling and flicking and mercilessly.

“Please… please, oh God please don’t stop,” Hannah moaned. And so, Valerie didn’t stop. And within moments, she felt Hannah’s ass begin to clench and wink. Then she felt Hannah begin to orgasm, squeezing Valerie’s tongue with her anus.

It went on for nearly two minutes. Hannah drooled heavily into the bed sheets, but she still wasn’t able to stop rubbing her clit. Hannah, in direct violation of her vows, usually masturbated once or twice a week, and had done so for nearly her entire adult life. A small guilty pleasure with no real consequences, she told herself. She was one of the lucky few who didn’t have to share a room.

But never, in all her years, had she’d ever experienced an orgasm like that before. It transcended her understanding of what her body was capable of feeling. Yy

Valerie slowly withdrew her tongue once the quivering began to die down.

“You have an impossibly tight asshole, you know,” Valerie said conversationally, wiping her mouth. “You may stop rubbing, for now.”

Hannah didn’t stop, despite being given permission. Valerie watched as Hannah kept pleasuring herself. She tilted her head. The spell had ended… quite some time ago. It seemed to require her to maintain concentration to keep it going. Curious. Hannah could have broken free at any point. But she hadn’t even tried.

“You’re a rather wicked little slut, aren’t you, Sister Hannah?” Valerie said, placing a hand on that big pale ass.

“I… yes, sister. I know it’s wrong, but sometimes it just feels so good to stop caring and let yourself relax.”

“You should come with me. We’ll go talk to the Mother Superior. She knows all about me, you see. She’ll explain a little bit of what’s going on. There’s about to be a few… organizational changes here in the convent.”

Hannah thought it over, frowning. “I don’t understand. You… you’ve been corrupted, Valerie. By Hell, or something. You know that, right? Shouldn’t you be trying to… break free?”

“You are so very mistaken, Hannah. I’ve been liberated. I’ve been freed from the lies we were told. Come with me. Catherine can explain better than I. You’ll see,” Valerie said. She knew Hannah would be oh so easy to convert. The old teachings were all so fake, so false. Once she’d stopped resisting this change, her life had become so much more… pleasurable. And shouldn’t life be exactly that, instead of dry, boring, stale, and devoid of attachment? Refusing the joys of the body for, what, the misguided words of some holy man who lived thousands of years ago? It was all so clear now. How had she ever bought into any of that bullshit?

“You’ve not seen the full picture just yet, Hannah, trust me,” Valerie said, gently even. She pitied the woman. She was brainwashed by the Church.

Hannah clearly wasn’t convinced. A cock, a forked tongue, red eyes? All signs of demonic influence. You couldn’t just hand wave these things away. As much as she’d enjoyed that orgasm with the ass play, she wasn’t about to just… throw aside all her vows!

“I… I’ll come with you. I’m not entirely sure what’s going on, but I want to hear what Mother Catherine has to say, at least,” Hannah said. Valerie could hear the hesitancy in her. Still, if Hannah was coming willingly, well, it worked out either way.

But she was quite certain she didn’t want to give the chubby nun any cum. It would be something of an experiment. Converting Emily and Catherine had been too easy. There had to be a catch. Both of them had broken within seconds of being exposed. If she could turn Hannah without it, then it would open a few doors, perhaps.

“Then put your robes back on, and follow me,” Valerie said.

—

When they arrived back at the bedroom of the mother superior, Valerie could sense the outpouring of sexual energy within as they approached. She felt the power reserves she’d spent on the spell being restored, albeit slowly. The closer they got, the more she felt siphoning off into her. And she knew, bone deep, that if she joined in, she’d receive even more.

“After you,” Valerie said, motioning at the door. She wasn’t sure what Emily and Catherine were doing in there, but she had a feeling it would be delicious to watch Hannah’s reaction.

Hannah went to the door and knocked politely.

“MMmmmm, enter,” came a voice. Catherine. Hannah hesitated, perhaps sensing something was off, but then opened the door.

On the bed, Emily and Catherine were still quite naked. Each of them had an entire fist in the other’s asshole, and were both giggling and smiling as they both got off on stretching out their assholes.

“What in the Hell?…” Hannah muttered, her jaw practically on the floor. Valerie gave her a gentle nudge to enter the room so they could close the door. No one was around except the two of them, but all the same it seemed better to not push their luck.

“Oh, Sister Hannah, how lovely to see you!” Emily said, her hand pumping in and out of Mother Catherine. She waved at Hannah with her free hand. “Would you like to join in? There’s always room for one more.”

“Um… perhaps, Mother… Mother Superior, I might talk to you, um, in private?” Hannah asked.

“Mmmm, no. No, I’m a little busy, Hannah. Can’t you see?” Catherine said, giggling and shaking her ass. “It’s okay, Hannah, you precious little thing. Come closer, come look how good my asshole looks when it’s all stretched out.” Catherine said. This was nothing like the stern woman Hannah knew. She looked at Valerie, confused.

“This is all so wrong!” she complained, looking immensely conflicted. She glanced at Valerie. Hannah knew this something was wrong, but all the same she felt an inexplicable draw to… participate. To go and get a closer look, as

“Hannah,” Valerie said. “why don’t you go and… sit down. Just watch for a bit, okay?”

As if in a daze, Hannah walked over to the side of the bed and down, watching both Emily and Catherine continue to slowly, passionately fist each other as if nothing were wrong.

“You’re really approaching this all wrong, you know,” Catherine said. Her tits were bouncing up and down as Emily picked up the rhythm.

“Mother Catherine, this breaks every holy vow of chastity we ever swore!” Hannah pleaded, but her eyes were glued to those stretched out assholes, eyebrows creased in worry. She pursed her lips, unable to look away.

“Silly vows, meant to control us,” Emily explained. She was on top of Catherine. As before, she still had her stockings on. Catherine had nothing though, aside from the head wrap.

“On second thought, Hannah, you seem… overdressed. Why don’t you dress to match the occasion, hmm?” Valerie said, all while she also disrobed. She placed the spell book off to the side for now. She needed to focus on converting Hannah for now.

Hannah slowly nodded. She was slowly getting pulled in. The raw lust in the room was intoxicating. Corrosive. Ideals and morals seemed to just melt away while in the presence of such debauchery. Emily and Catherine paused and watched her strip. Emily made an appreciative sound as Hannah revealed everything she had hidden under the robes, muttering something about massive tits.

Catherine clicked her tongue disapprovingly. “No underwear, Hannah. You’re so judgemental of us, yet you’re no true Saint either, are you?”

“She admitted to me that she masturbates, too. Even showed me how,” Valerie said, now naked as well.

Hannah was a lovely shade of red after all this, and looked especially annoyed that her nipples had gotten stiff again.

“It’s not the same and you all know it! What I did was a… a minor infraction compared to this hedonism! But I admit… it does look… rather fun,” Hannah said. She was biting her lip and blushing even harder now. She looked kind of cute when she was all flustered and worked up.

Valerie smiled. “Hannah and I already had some fun, together, back in our room, Emily. She’s all warmed up. Why don’t you help her relax, a little? Help open her eyes and all that?”

Emily’s eyes lit up like two twin suns. She slowly withdrew her fist from inside Catherine.

“Oh, we are going to have fun, you and I,” Emily said. Valerie didn’t doubt it. Emily’s eyes were burning an infernal shade of red. Hannah looked worried, but also a little excited.

“And you, Catherine, why don’t you come with me and help me, hmmm, ‘study’, shall we? We can leave these two to have some fun together,” Valerie suggested. Catherine nodded obediently. “Let’s go to your office. I’ll sit in your chair, and you can sit under your desk and do what you do best.”

—

The next few hours were highly educational for both Valerie and Hannah, though in dramatically different ways. Valerie sat in the high backed chair while the chair’s usual resident knelt beneath the desk, slurping, sucking, fondling and fingering. “Very good, mother. You’re a quick study.”

“Thank you, mistress,” Catherine murmured, pausing only briefly before resuming sucking on Valerie’s fat balls.

A few nuns had come by the room to enquire about various sorts of business, but Catherine had sent them all away, claiming to be too ill to see anyone. A few of the sisters sounded concerned, and one of them, Sister Lana, even demanded the door be opened. Catherine had adopted her stern person briefly and scolded the stupid girl, who had left in a huff.

“She’ll be trouble, you know,” Catherine said, annoyed to have been interrupted from her cock worship.

“Mmmm, no doubt,” Valerie said, turning another page. The words within were written in what she now recognized to be Infernal, the language of Hell. She had thought herself unable to read it before, but with access to some demonic transformations, she found that if she concentrated hard enough, the runes shifted and became something legible. Or at least that’s how her mortal mind interpreted it. Even so, some of the words were simply things she’d never heard of. Studying was slow as a result, but she had learned so much.

“Perhaps she might be our next, slurp, convert?”

“Oh, Mother Superior, you’re just curious what she looks like naked. I can tell,” Valerie said dismissively. Which wasn’t entirely fair, as now Valerie was also wondering what Lana looked like naked. The fiery redhead was surely quite beautiful…

In the other room Emily had her hands full with Hannah. In just a few short hours, the sadist nun had made considerable progress in converting the cute chubby nun.

“Who’s a good slut?” Emily repeated for likely the hundredth time. She was gently fingering Hannah’s asshole.

“I’m a good slut,” Hannah repeated.

“Yes you are. A good, chubby, slut.” Emily said, leaning in and giving Hannah’s clit a little kiss. Hannah was fully bound up and tied, and could barely move. The larger nun shivered in delight as Emily brought her a fraction of an inch closer to orgasm. Knowing Hannah had a weakness for masturbating had been all Emily needed to know to start working on the woman.

“And tell me, my cute little slut, what do you think of your holy vows?”

“Useless. Made up. False.”

“Good girl. And… what do you think of me?”

“A shining example for all of us to strive after.”

“Such a good slut…” Emily said approvingly, leaning in and eating Hannah’s pussy in earnest now. A few minutes later, she brought Hannah to orgasm yet again. As Hannah began to moan and shake, Emily moved to her side and whispered commands into Hannah’s ear.

“You’re a good slut. Your vows as a Nun are meaningless. You like taking it up the ass. You like being used. And you love taking commands. Repeat it all back to me now.”

Hannah was gasping for breath, still mid-orgasm, but she didn’t hesitate. She repeated it all back, word for word. They’d gone through this little cycle more than a few times now.

“Let’s take a break, hmm?” Emily said sweetly, rising and going to finally put some clothes back on. They needed food and water, and she figured she was the best suited to fetch some.

“Stay right where you are,” Emily teased, knowing Hannah wasn’t likely to move at all with all those ropes holding her in that exact position.

“Mmm hmm….” Hannah said deliriously. The past few hours had overloaded her brain with dizzying levels of pleasure.

“Good slut…” Emily said, patting Hannah’s pussy affectionately, then turned to leave. She glanced in the mirror. Her eyes had a trace of red in them, but it was fading already. No one would notice unless they were only inches away.

“Be back soon!” Emily said cheerfully, then left.

—

As she walked, she finally had some peace and time to think. Emily was young, smart, and she knew she’d been highly manipulated by Valerie. She craved cum constantly. She was aware of it. When Valerie gave her a command, it suddenly sounded like the best idea in the world. And whenever something didn’t add up, Emily found herself easily able to justify, well, just about anything.

The thing was… she kind of liked it. Emily had always had something of a wild streak. She’d been a nymphomaniac as a teenager, and her parents had finally decided to force her to become a Nun, in hopes it would make their wild daughter calm down. It had actually worked, for some time. She’d found peace and love and belonging, and once her life no longer revolved around sex, well, the urges had begun to fade.

But all that had changed when Valerie had exposed her to that fucking delicious cum. All those repressed desires had come back to her so easily, so quickly. And if anything, Emily found herself loving it. That part of her was finally allowed to roam free and experiment.

And now, what she wanted more than anything, was to have her body undergo the same transformation Valerie was experiencing. A cock, a forked tongue… at least she had the red eyes, though only while she was being naughty. It was a start. And though Valerie hadn’t explained the book, Emily suspected she knew what it was. Valerie had put a spell on Hannah, and so it must be a spell book. When she got back, she intended to get a closer look…

—

Half an hour later, Emily arrived back with a basket full of food for all four women. She closed the door behind her and locked it once more. She turned around and saw, on the bed, a wonderful sight.

Hannah had somehow managed to break one arm free from her bonds, and was now masturbating anally. Her little brainwashing project had been a massive success, it would seem. Emily felt a surge of pride.

“Good girl,” she said whispering into Hannah’s ear. “I’ll come back and reward you in a little bit.” she gave Hannah a deep kiss on the mouth, which Hannah reciprocated.

She walked into the adjoining office, mentally bracing herself for the subconscious manipulation that Valerie always subjected her to, knowingly or not.

Valerie looked up from the book at Emily, who walked over and placed the basket of food on the desk. She could hear Catherine sucking out of view.

“I thought we’d need some food,” Emily said simply.

“Mmmm, very good.” Valerie said, still reading.

“And I was hoping… I might talk to you alone?”

Valerie looked up at her, sensing something was off. “Very well. Catherine, go keep Hannah company.”

Catherine rose and wiped her mouth. Her chest was covered in cum. It was dripping from her breasts, and her eyes glowed orange like embers. “Sisters,” she said in farewell, licking her lips of yet more cum. She closed the door behind her, leaving Emily and Valerie alone.

Valerie opened her mouth to speak but Emily held up a hand. “Me first.”

Valerie frowned but nodded.

Emily sat down on the desk.

“I don’t know exactly how, but I know what you did to me. I woke up yesterday feeling things I haven’t felt in… years. You reawoke something in me I had buried deep. And for that, I thank you.”

Valerie nodded. She was surprised Emily was so coherent. Perhaps she’d been too long without any cum to reaffirm her brainwashing.

“But, I know you’re holding things back. You never explained how you transformed, or where that book came from, or any of it. And I just followed along, simply happy to slurp on your cock.”

Valerie felt a bit awkward now, but she let Emily continue.

“I want in, Valerie. I don’t want to just follow behind you and act like a little puppy. And admit it. You need me, too… someone who can hold their own and be your partner in all this. Release me from… whatever you’re doing to alter my mind, and I promise you I’ll be far more useful that way. Just go look at Hannah. She’s already on our side, no magical cum needed,” Emily said, finally finishing her rant. The two women looked at each other. Valerie was weighing the consequences of bringing Emily fully on board. Emily made very good points, and Valerie had just been wondering how to truly convert her. Perhaps she’d been worrying needlessly. This seemed perfect. Hopefully not too perfect…

A minute later, Valerie nodded. “I see. And… I also agree. Let’s talk. First though, take your clothes back off. There’s no reason to cover yourself up, and we have a lot to go over.”

Over the next half over, Valerie explained everything she knew. Emily listened, her eyes going wide in places. She had suspected that some kind of demonic magic was at the heart of this, but definitely hadn’t expected it all to be so convoluted. A succubus, Heaven and Hell, spells and rituals. So many hidden secrets.

“I must ask… that book, does it have the spell that transformed you?”

“Yes. In fact, it has several dozen variations. The one I believe she used on me was particularly advanced. It’s a slow process that will continue to progress. Look, see here?” Valerie removed her head wrap. She had two small horns, smaller even than her pinky tip. They’d happened sometime in the past few hours, but Valerie had barely felt anything happening.

“Horns,” Emily said, her voice curious. She reached out and felt one. Small, but sharp.

“Indeed. I don’t… I don’t think I can perform the same thing for you. I struggle even with the little mind control spell I used on Hannah, which is among the easiest of the spells in here.”

“… But?”

“But, I believe we can still make a few alterations all the same. Did you have one in mind?”

“A cock,” Emily said immediately. She desperately wanted one. Her fingers and tongue just weren’t good enough when it came to fucking the holes of whoever she had at her mercy.

“Yes, I thought so. It will be difficult, but with the four of us, I believe we can power it. A ritual will be needed. We’ll convert Catherines bedroom. We need more supplies, however. Someone will need to go to town, likely in a disguise, and purchase the various ritual ingredients. Many of them would raise an eyebrow if a Nun were to be caught buying them.”

“I can go. Tell me what we need,” Emily said. She had half expected this talk with Valerie to go far worse than it had. But everything had worked out so well, and now she was going to get a cock.

Valerie outlined everything the ritual required. Black wax candles, multiple skulls of various animals, blood… it was indeed going to be difficult to get all this.

A knock came at the door. Catherine wasn’t here to send them away, however.

Impatient, Valerie spoke. “Who is it? Mother Superior Catherine has asked not to be disturbed!”

“Sister Naomi. Let me in, sister. You and Emily will want to hear what I have to say,” Sister Naomi said. There was something in her voice that flicked a little switch in Valerie’s mind. She rose, and went to open the door. Naked, cock swinging side to side, slapping her bare thighs as she walked.

Waiting on the other side of the door was Sister Naomi. Her eyes burned a rich shade of red. She smiled at Valerie’s nudity.

“May I come in, sister?” Naomi said, still smiling. She was a tall woman, who normally had bright hazel eyes, Valerie knew. Pale skin and honey colored blonde hair. She usually kept to herself, but Valerie suddenly knew who it truly was.

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