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Prayer For Perversion (Nun TG Twinning)
🕑 Added 2024-02-15 03:09:31 +0000 UTC
Sieg landed in a small crater, confused but excited to see what this new world had to offer. He knew vaguely about isekai from the nerds he had bullied in his previous life, but it was still a surprise to wake up from his accident being gifted by a goddess. Of course being told to go save the world with his new hack skills and how much the world needed him inflated his oversized ego, even if he didn't actually know what he was supposed to do. He imagined there would be someone there to greet him and give him a mission, his casual shirt and sweatpants a bit dirty from the fall to this new planet. In front of him was a small, but well furnished building, the darkness obscuring the totem at the top, though he figured it was a church of some kind with the vibe it gave off.
"Oh great hero..."
The doors to the church opened, her mellifluous voice both calming and erotic, like she was ready to worship him and him alone. It helped that her nun 'habit' was more like a stripper outfit, the neckline diving sinfully to hug her massive breasts. He was only half listening as she led him in, his eyes more focused on her amazing ass than why she was leading him in. Suddenly he remembered that in a lot of these kinds of stories the hero was given a harem or something, Sieg wondering how soon in he could have some fun...
"This is a small town at the edges of the empire. Long have we awaited for the glory of the hero to arrive, but you need more tempering. Please join me in a traditional prayer. I wish to feel your heroic strength, though I must fill you with my holy blessing protection."
For a second Sieg thought she was about to blow him as she got down to her knees, her hands reaching for his erect cock. Or so he thought, her hands pulling on his, easing him down as he found himself joining her in prayer. The altar began to glow, Sieg feeling warm as she stared into his eyes, her gentle smile turning malicious as he found himself stuck in place, completely helpless.
"Hnngh? Mmphgrrgerr drrbrr?!"
He wriggled in place, unable to move, unable to do anything but twitch slightly, which meant his lips were sealed shut. The nun's smile turned disappointed at his muffled gurgling.
"Awww I was hoping to hear you mumble out some form of protest. Maybe I should have frozen you mid-kiss or something. Though having a helpless toy is arousing in its own way... I'm sure you've noticed you're frozen in place from my divine magic, but one part of you was already 'stiff' before you received this grace."
She spread his legs, manipulating him like a puppet as she sneered at his clear erection.
"Dirty!"
She stepped on it, Sieg's eyes welling up, groaning as she slowly applied pressure, her heel stabbing through his pants to tear them open, freeing the erection. She blushed, relishing in his pained groaning, clearly aroused.
"Mmm~ but I know how to free you from your sin! Your sin of defying the empress! Your sin of following another goddess with her gifts! The sin of masculinity!"
She went from crushing to teasing, her gloved fingers teasing his cock as a different kind of moan left his sealed lips. She was hitching up her skirts, her panties exposed as she rubbed her breasts against her elbows, moaning as a damp patch spread, the liquids causing the silk to glow.
"Ohh~ yes! I can see the form of a true believer inside! Begging for release, desperate to fill my holy alcove, but you shall not enter my chambers for the true chambers you must open are inside your own body!"
Sieg couldn't look away if he wanted to, the glow making his thoughts feel sluggish, his body trembling as heat spilled over his skin. He was already horny from her previous teasing, but this was unbearable, every inch of skin hungry for her touch. HIs cock was trembling, his eyes spinning as she hypnotized him with her hip gyrations.
"Now, be purified!"
She moved towards him, embracing his face in her thighs as holiness surged forth.
Sieg couldn't even struggle, only his mind aware and awake as her glowing panties blinded him, her thighs squeezed around his petrified face. It was heavenly despite his fear, the thick thighs squeezing and stifling in their embrace, the aroma of lust and desire making his mind spin further as his face began to crunch. Gone were the chiseled features he prided himself on, his cheeks becoming as soft and smooth as the nun's thighs, the uncontrollable arousal flooding his brain masking his smoothened features as his nose and brow receded.
"Yes, let the holiness in my child. Feel it enter you! Purify you! Send you to heaven!"
She gripped his hair, pulling on it as it grew, getting off on the clearly pained whimpers as another wave of dampness poured over Sieg's entrapped face. It flowed like ambrosia, Sieg's already horny body visibly trembling like jello even through the petrification, his eyes widening to dull brown discs as without any control on his part, his cock spewed out cum. It was like it wanted out, the purifying pleasure sending unspeakable bliss as his hair spilled out, all that had been handsome rendered cute. Worse, his cock was stuck still erect, barely satisfied by the singular gush as the nun finished rounding his cheeks with a tender squeeze of her thighs.
"Yes, what a pure face you're making. This is the reward for such prayer. Graced by the empress herself. Let me show you..."
She dipped her panties against his prayer-clenched fingers, moaning as she teased them, ever so close to letting him finger her holy chambers before clamping her thighs around them. The heavenly warmth of her thighs filled his hands with bliss, small moans muffled as she swooned side to side. When she freed them, Sieg was horrified to see how much smaller they were, slender fingers and unvarnished nails clasped as his arms were clearly tapered to girliness up to where her thighs hit.
"Behold the form of a true believer praying. Glorious yes?"
The tingling bliss spread further, his forced devotion adding fuel to the worship, the stuck man helpless as his arms were drained of muscle, his shoulders trembling in great pain as the bone carved itself smaller as he felt like an overstuffed sausage, ready to burst.
"The weight of our worship is heavy yes, but the rewards are unimpeachable. You should be honored to feel its heft firsthand. Praise Charlotte!"
She used his shoulders as a seat, Sieg crying as his spine creaked, her luscious rump forcing his shoulders to break, his spine to crumble as she crushed his shoulder blades from broadswords to ornamental daggers. Mass jettisoned out below in forced spurts, his hair spilling past his now curved backside. He deflated like a water balloon with its knot untied, his muscle drained as her warm rump slammed onto his petite frame, drool spilling down his chin as she turned to stare at her converting prey, tutting in disappointment.
"Oh? Did you think you could hide this from me?"
She viciously poked a nipple, twisting it as the flesh puckered, her anger evident as Sieg just teared in confusion, grunting as she flicked his remaining one hard.
"There is more than just worship in your heart. Did you think I wouldn't notice the false goddess's perks? But do not worry my wayward child, I will see to it that such things are thoroughly treated with prayer..."
It was like she had found a way to contort his soul through his nipples, Sieg groaning as something more integral than muscle leeched out and began to bloat his tortured teats.
"This was your potential. Can you feel it? You could have regained this muscle in a week, but now even three years won't be enough. Muscle is not needed, nor are these other things, item boxes, offensive spells, all will be made useful!"
With every perk listed Sieg's breasts swelled, his pained cries releasing more fluids from her glowing panties as his armor rusted in the span of seconds.
"Don't you love this? I can tell you do, such outward and impolite arousal. That is how I know you must have always wanted to be a weak, submissive follower yes!"
Sieg was seeing stars, his new breasts more easily teased as his leather jerkin melted to simple cotton, his enchanted armor and gear dissolving away to nun habits as the unadorned cloth draped over his swollen breasts as the Grand Nun Sigui sat herself down onto his open lap, singing a hymn for the empire as his thighs trembled under the weight of her ass.
"Oh can you feel deliverance? This worthless sin struggling for release, for forgiveness?!"
She had his cock firmly sandwiched between her ass cheeks, her delirious prayers ringing in his ears as Sieg felt the warmth of the panties rub against his cloth-bound cock, Sigui sliding back and hitching his habit up in one fluid motion as his thighs swelled under the weight of her enchanted ass, tears streaming as his feet and calves were pulverized weak and tiny as she rubbed the back of her panties against his leaking cock.
"Yes this is what requires the most of our blessing! Do not fret sister, your sinful penis will never enter my blessed hole, for salvation was always inside you! Surely you must feel how badly it longs to be crushed, to be made into a receiver for the divine?! Yes you must have longed to lose your cock from how hard it stands even at annihilation's doorstep!"
It wasn't fair, Sieg desperately grunting, unable to speak, unable to resist or rebuke, his mind going white as she lowered herself down, his cock shuddering as the weight of her body teased it inside his spreading innards. Even with the petrification, his mouth frozen shut, the high mousy screams of his first taste of penetration echoed, dripping more of Sigui's bliss onto his cock as she slid her ass around it and began to jerk it in.
The horror refused to dampen the pleasure, Sieg's innards spreading to accept his cock like the church had him. It was melting under the heat of Sigui's devotion, her cheeks making it soften before a seated press of panties ushered more and more in as his seed spilled thin and fast on the stone floors. Green shots of mana and skill points swirled amidst the semen, his toolkit reduced to only the most basic of healing spells, Sigui initiating a call and response as she bore down on her captive's cock, forcing his hips to splinter as it carved out a holy chamber, his jaw shaking as half his cock slipped inside, now three quarters, now just a head trembling at the precipice as Sigui squatted above with the finishing blow.
"CAN I GET A HALLELUJAH?! FOR THE END OF YOUR WORTHLESS SIN! FOR YOUR REBIRTH!"
She slammed down, Sieg desperate for the release that came as his nub slammed inside, his screams echoing as the heated fervor of her first female orgasm filled her with a need to obey, to pray.
"H-AAAAAHLLLLELUUUUJAH~!"
Sieg realized she could move, though his lips seemed stuck in a dumb sort of smile, his legs weak as feminine bliss continued to radiate inside, his brain half mush as Sigui stared at the former hero.
"Ah now there's a pretty face, though we've only just begun your training with us. After all, the empress does not need an NPC but a true blooded believer. And as our follower you shall be trained and converted fully. Now GET UP!"
She whisked the dazed nun up, her smile only faltering once her mind had regained the clarity for horror, Sieg's old life little more than stains on the church floor as he was forced onwards into the neighboring convent.
It was more than just his body lost in the changes, his class and bonus starting levels all drained to beginner levels, even his special armor now just Basic Nun Uniform: Wool, with nary a buff or stat increase beyond a negligible Worship +1. Even if he wanted to resist, his futile struggling was beneath pity, the hardly intimidating grand nun easily lifting him by the back of his habit, his protests landing on deaf ears.
"Y-You can't do this to me! I'm a great h-hero! I'm supposed to save the realm! P-Please it's not too late if you'll just turn me back I can-"
Sigui sighed as she moved towards her teleportation rune, arriving at her convent's training area just in time for the evening warmup.
"Listen well dear. What you see before you is our house of worship. You will learn the true bliss of serving Charlotte as we all have and become one with our ways, understand?"
It seemed the former hero still thought he had some leeway here, his screams near delirious.
"NOOO! I-I am a hero! Not some stupid worthless Nun! I will never allow you to- N-GAH~!"
Sigui might have savored his resistance for longer, but it was getting in the way of her other fresh converts' own prayers, something she couldn't stand for as she slammed him down onto the ground, Sieg groaning as he rubbed his now aching ass. The other nuns in training were staring, their legs raised in supplication to their goddess, toned muscle gleaming off their uniformly trained thighs and buttocks.
"Join your sisters in training."
Any pretense of his tough facade cracked to the former hero's embarrassment as he teared up from the treatment.
"I-I'm not a nun! I-I'm s-supposed to be a-"
Sigui wasn't in the mood for any more refusals, hoisting the tiny girl up onto her lap, her hand raised.
"I do this not because I want to, but because you clearly desire more of my discipline."
"W-Wait what are you- AH~!"
SLAP
The other nuns watched on as the hero was spanked to submission.
Sieg didn't understand, his lips quivering, drool splattering from his mouth as pain rippled through his body, a subversive yet equally noticeable pleasure joining in as his ass seemed linked to his brain, both jiggling from the force of Sigui's firm spanks. It shamed him how quickly he nearly gave in on the spot, unsure if he could take any more. B-But he was supposed to be a hero dammit! What kind of person would he be if only a few spanks were needed to make him-
SMACK SMACK SMACK
"AHHN~!”
"Your body is for Charlotte. Its pleasure comes from Charlotte. Let each love tap remind you of her grace, and her strict adherence to the gospel..."
SMACK
Fuck he could barely think, his body burning with pain, queer desires mixed in a nauseating rush as his nipples were like burning embers against the rough cotton habit, Sieg unused to the quivering chasm between his legs as tears flowed as freely as his own burning cum. His head felt sore from all the jostling, thoughts a mess, each spank its own round of concussions as she almost wanted to collapse into jellied- N-No he had to-
SMACK
Ooh~ h-he had to-
SMACK
"I-IIII'll d-HOOOO~ it! P-Please sister l-EHHH~t me praaaay~!"
Sigui nodded at the trembling mess of a former hero in her lap, loving the broken look in her eyes as she leaned forwards and whispered into her ear, "Good girl. Now show me your devotion to Charlotte. Let me watch you pray."
Sieg nodded, groaning as his ass painfully pressed against the wooden floor, his cheeks a burning red from the sister's meaty slaps, yet that seemed like nothing compared to the torment he knew would await him if the sister spanked him once more. Like the submissive nun he had become, he raised his legs, trying to mimic the other members of the order, only for Sigui to tut disapprovingly.
"Bad girl. I thought you'd know how to properly pray by now, yet it seems like I have to further... open your body to Charlotte's love."
No this couldn't be happening! H-He was doing what she asked and yet she had his legs in a vice grip, the other sisters all staring as Sieg realized how revealing a pose this was, his panties visible to all the other girls in the room. It wasn't like he had ever cared for showing off his boxers before, but it was like his new body came with matching instincts, his thighs clenching at the realization and trying to shut.
"Shame? You feel shame amongst your fellow sisters?"
"W-Wait no I- GYAAA~!"
Sigui spread his legs forcefully, her grip like iron as she methodically widened it, making sure every increment was felt as Sieg squirmed on his ass.
"You cannot deny what I've felt. You opened your glory to your sisters and tried to hide it when you realized. All of that after your awful posture half shut from the world. That is unacceptable. Charlotte has granted you this body, this purpose, and you must be made open to all!"
Pain worse than the spanks wracked through Sieg's body as his thighs were spread to their breaking point, the hero sputtering incoherently as the nun strained the barrier of his pelvis. Worse, the rougher she treated him the more excited his new pussy became, something twitching inside at the rough handling, the pain almost a part of the pleasure as the muscular strain felt like it would tear him in two.
"Y-Yes I GNNGH U-Uhhnderst-HYAAA~!"
CRNNCH
Something snapped, Sieg squealing as her panties dampened, her mind reeling from the onslaught of bliss that came once her body's limits had been forcibly broken, her lustful shame on display for everyone as her hips ached from the feeling of being forced to open, Sieg's posture fixed as Sigui let go, the new nun's dazed mouth drooling from the release, though her posture remained perfect no matter how empty her head felt, her muscle memory ingrained with a fearful reverence of Charlotte.
"As always it is tradition for our newest member to show her devotion to our order. Are you ready to repeat our holy empress's prayer to your sisters?"
Sieg nodded meekly, unable to resist, her brain properly fried from conditioned submissiveness. She didn't know if she could handle any more disciplining, parts of her head already feeling noticeably buzzed and blurry, something not quite right but the pulsing pain and pleasure between her thighs was blotting out the finer details. She knew by now that Sigui was not one to leave her any choice. Even if her wording sounded like she had options, it was either do, or be punished till she did it anyways. The other sisters clasped their hands and squatted with their asses out as she moved to the center podium.
"O-Our empress who art above all in the univ-ERRNGH!"
Sieg spasmed, drool staining the pages of the bible which was opened on a highly detailed tableau of Charlotte with her legs spread open, her slit dripping as she stared on with a look of domination. Sigui had pinched her nipples, sending shocks through her body as her brain still wasn't used to the weight and rawness.
"You stuttered during Charlotte's worship. Unacceptable. Say each word clearly and with proper reverence! You are not allowed to falter! Lead us!"
It was torture, Sigui's brain once more boiling from the stimuli, all eyes on her as she was forced to demean herself again and again. Every mistake or moan led to even harsher treatment of her breasts, kneading and groping till Sieg was broken in as the other sisters all smiled like saints at her further debasement. It didn't help this was her first time reading such embarrassing prayers.
"Our blessed Charlotte's cunt whose fountain I EEEEagerlYYYY~!"
"Again!"
"My body is but a repository fOHHR AHHN AHH~! P-Please I- GYAA~!"
"Again!"
"I-I behhg Charlotte to make me her faithful seat and playthEEENGH!"
Sieg's recital was echoed by the nuns, further pressing down each prayer into her struggling mind, her thoughts a complete mess of want as a five minute prayer turned into a three hour conditioning hell for the newest inductee. She had lost count of her orgasms, her nipples rubbed into two fiery raw endings, her mind a half-coherent wreck. All Sieg could do was force herself to follow along till Sigui finally relented as the inducted nun collapsed from exhaustion.
"Very good sister. You will make a most excellent nun. I'll leave it to your fellow flock to bring you to your chambers. I hope you've steeled yourself, this was just the start of your glorious rebirth for Charlotte..."
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Sieg finished her prayers, the model image of Charlotte's order, the stains of past worship of divinity faint but an ever present sign of her fervent worship. Her thighs barely even stung from three hours of intense prayer, her ass firmed and perked from a year of constant conditioning. It all felt so natural to her at this point, not that she had a choice.
Sigui had been molding her outwards behavior for what seemed like her entire life now, Sieg utterly helpless. If anyone tried to escape their bodies were forfeit to the lewdest of sisters, Sigui making sure Sieg watched as countless "impure" sisters were savagely fucked into obedience, Sieg's own mind barely hanging on from the constant adjusting. If she ever showed the slightest displeasure, it meant an hour of spanking and prayer thrusts. Sigui's fingers had spanked and invaded every inch of her body, and now she was a seamless nun, the church's golden girl for the last two months as she had the bible memorized front to back, even her own perverted thoughts stained by the many images of Charlotte exposed and inviting in their holy book's pages.
After eight months of this, Sigui's confidence in her conditioning had grown to the point Sieg was sent off to other convents to help preach and spread the gospel of Charlotte around. The thought had crossed her mind to escape, but without the church she was truly helpless, no nun paid for their work since the worship was its own reward, all her food split between her sisters. If she ran she'd be little more than a perverted nun with no strength, no abilities and no hope of a decent life. Surely even a cloistered life in service to Charlotte was better than letting those filthy animals have their way with her. After all Charlotte was her supreme- Sieg shook her head, trying to clear out the intrusive thoughts. She felt worried how much of her praying was becoming earnest these days, not wanting to lose the last specks of her identity as she was ushered in.
"Congratulations sister, your efforts are finally bearing fruit. You will get the chance to show further devotion to Charlotte by joining me in the position of Grand Nun."
What? No this couldn't be. There were people far more senior than her and besides she knew enough of the church's rituals to know what this entailed, her eyes glancing at a glowing chalice filled with fluids and drugs, the room filled with various sisters all grinning in anticipation.
"I am unworthy of such an honor! Surely my fellow sisters would-"
Sigui held up a hand, signaling the time for talking was done on Sieg's end.
"It was your fellow sisters who nominated you. You've been most fervent in their group prayer."
Prayers for their religion were orgies mixed with squatting, praising Charlotte and plenty of "holy water sharing" from their "sacred springs." Truthfully she had only become so dominant and teasing to avoid more of Sigui's punishment, doing onto her sisters what was done to her. Half of her newfound toned body was from the constant exertion, every limb exercised to its fullest in supporting her sisters. She had grown somewhat used to her body's feminine self at least over the past year, though even that would be stripped as Sigui beckoned her forwards, the chalice in hand. Sieg wanted to cry and run, but her body moved on its own, each step moving her closer to her soon to be twin's open arms, the glowing liquid pushed into her open mouth as like a trained dog she lapped up every last drop.
Maybe it wouldn't be so bad. Surely if she had held on to her mind this long even this further corruption couldn't-
"OHHH~ GAHHHDDESS~!"
Even with every piece of her burning up her conditioning proved strong, Sieg praying for Charlotte's devotion openly as her pussy leaked at a constant drip. The room was spinning, every fiber of muscle in her thighs clenched to keep herself in a standard squatted pose, Sigui's cum and other potions diving into her heart, pumping to every vein in her body as her breasts throbbed and surged.
Her dull brown hair was beaten to a duller gold, her lips thicker as they opened wide in dumb shock, her breasts aching as internal pangs of growth groped them with more force and technique than even Sigui's hands. If anything it felt like a purifying burn was fucking through her, her skin boiled to a ruddier cream, a black beauty mark popping to the left of her lower lip as tears ran down her face. She was cumming, any protests buried under a tidal wave of Sigui as her sisters all chanted in praise of her rebirth, the various nuns groping her swelling bosom, her thickening ass. Her thighs had become plenty thick from constant worship yet now Sieg felt them thicken to truly ginormous proportions as her moans grew huskier, more mature.
The years were progressing, her own cries of a mature woman being fucked lilting towards praise of Charlotte, literal years of prayer and perversion filling her with a dizzying array of bliss as Sigui's experience spilled into her head. All that was left was a stunned twin of the Grand Nun moaning as the lesser nuns serviced her thoroughly, making sure every inch had undergone Sigui's holy divination as her now identical sister looked on eagerly.
"Yes your vessel has been made better my sister, though there is still much to pass on for a sister of your stature. Come Sigui, I must share our most sacred of duties and secrets with you."
Siegi felt dazed, Sigui's desires mixed with his own memories and years of conditioning, all of that bolstered with decades of fervent worship bouncing around her head. His head? Something felt more comfortable with the feminine, a side effect of the ritual perhaps yet it just felt so right to be referred to as her...
"Alright 'Sigui' I will teach you our most sacred of poses. Do not worry, I'm sure once I bend you in the right shape it will all feel so natural..."
Siegi trembled as Sigui called her by her name, worried by how right that felt though said worries melted the moment she began posing him for their most secret of powers. She was bent over backwards, jostled to and fro, her breasts swallowing holy scepters and her cheeks tensing with expert firmness, the memory transfer easing the latent muscle memories out with each pose building onto that enticing rightness.
"You'll remember this one Sigui, our most sacred and private pose. The conversion ritual for new acolytes, all willing members of course once our empress's love fills them that is."
It should have felt more embarrassing than it was as she posed him like a doll, yet the skirt flip, the spread legs as her holiest of crevices leaked divine essence into a copy of Sigui's panties... It was like she could feel Charlotte's love caressing her mind as her lips turned to a smug smirk instinctively.
It was fine. Even if she had been coerced into joining, she was still herself. Plus it was only a matter of time till she'd have enough free reign to try... well something, though she'd figure out specifics later. Yes, this wasn't so bad for now, so she might as well enjoy the training as their haughty giggles mirrored one another in a near perfect match.
It was an intensive week of posing and foreplay, Siegi left unable to pleasure herself the days she couldn't perfectly match every pose as the experiences blended together into a worship-filled orgy of learning. Sigui's constant teasing gave ample reason to learn quickly, especially when the rewards were so heavenly. It didn't concern Siegi that he felt less and less connection to masculinity by the time each prayer session was done; after all that was a concern for another time and really that kind of thinking only lengthened how long she'd have to spend being conditioned. It made it easier once she recognized this body as her own... for now.
Yes that was her new guiding principle. Every muscle testing pose, each diving squeal to Charlotte, every narcissistic tangling with Sigui as a reward for a new pose mastered, a new test passed, was just a step towards turning back. She still knew who she was even if this wasn't so terrible and she found Sigui to be an excellent teacher. Er... for a narcissistic manipulating Charlotte worshipping perfect- Oh dear another dizzy spell, that wouldn't do, if her pose broke that would be another day of using up the Grand Nun's precious time.
The end of the week marked her passing, Siegi shifting through every pose ten times in a row for an intensive ten hour cycle, always ending with the conversion pose as a reward that seemed to restore her stamina and fill her with Charlotte's divine presence.
"Excellent work sister. I could truly feel Charlotte's divine grace for each cycle. You're ready to be one of our leaders. Though don't think your trials are over. True faith requires public worship and you must be an example to all of Charlotte's divinity."
That happy tingle in her heart was again just her playing into the role, that excitement clearly over her soon to be lack of oversight. Perhaps it was a little gratifying to have passed in only a week, though it all felt so natural to praise Charlotte.
And that glee as she was given her own holy wand to use as a fellow Grand Nun? Once again just a sign of her new authority and freedom and devotion to her sisters as she now stood side by side at the very top. Well... the top below Charlotte whose divinity graced her with such authority but that was obvious.
Just gripping the staff made her shudder with glee, her magic far stronger which meant she could serve Charlotte ever more faithfully... Oh but that was the cover of course. What it really meant was that she definitely had the mana pool to undo these changes now, no matter how thorough they were. And as if Charlotte was answering her prayers Sigui was briefing her on the town she'd be blessing, a perfect opportunity away from prying eyes to find a way back to her old self. She solemnly nodded, fully planning to bail when she could, though the village did sound like it needed their help. And it was her duty as Charlotte's servant…
Unfortunately there were plenty of acolytes sent as her posse, always a gaggle of eyes observing her, forcing her to put her new training to use as they made their way down. Early morning rises, plenty of intensive prayer stretches and even if it wasn't necessary Siegi made sure to preach to all of them how wondrous Charlotte's grace was. The more pious she acted the lower their guards would drop of course. Maybe she could order them away for a private prayer session but that wouldn't be very respectful to Charlotte now would it?
In the end they made it to the town without a hitch, and Siegi realized she would have to bless the town. Not that she didn't know that before, but it was finally settling in that those very lewd poses she had practiced in private with Sigui would have to be done publicly... in the middle of the town. Her cheeks clenched a little, partly from nerves, partly in preparation for the intensive workout she'd be forced to perform. She vaguely remembered a strip club that did something similar to her holy ritual, though that was at least in the dark and in a world without Charlotte which made it functionally meaningless to think about much.
"I have come to grant your town Charlotte's holy blessing!"
The words left her lips clear and strong and without thought, which was a blessing in its own sense given she would have most certainly stuttered out of embarrassment. She hoped her nervous blush would be seen more as excitement than shame since she could scarcely imagine what sort of punishment messing up a ritual this big might incur. Well deserved too, since she mustn't stain Charlotte's holy name. A crowd had formed, plenty of interested onlookers and perverted voyeurists grinning at the soon to be show as she braced herself, planting her wand firmly in the ground as she flipped around to reveal her narrowly covered rear, gently settling her panties against the thick, magic shaft.
"I will now b-begin the ritual!"
Fuck she had slipped on one word, the shame too much, her cheeks flushed, but she prayed to Charlotte for forgiveness that no one would notice. Though everyone's focus seemed plastered on her cheeks as she began to slide up and down, grabbing her wand from behind as she clenched her cheeks and began to grind.
It was such a shameful act for one not devout like her but it still was her first blessing, the prayers echoing half-murmured at first between moans as her slit tingled, the mana slowly filling her with each up and down stroke of her ass to the conduit. The mana felt warm and tender as it entered her, Siegi trembling as her womb churned with Charlotte's grace. It was feeling better, more righteous to grind her holy cavern under the gazing public's gaze since really it was like an intimate ritual between her and Charlotte.
Yes that thought made her grinding hasten, her moaned prayers growing in volume as her excitement began to sparkle in her panties, damp bliss radiating as Siegui felt herself fill with something mind-rendingly ecstatic as if Charlotte herself were filling her with grace, with love and power and it made her want to scream out-
"CH-CHAAAARLOOOOOTTE~!"
A gleaming dome burst from her staff as the anti-demonic ward spread beyond the town's borders, Siegui's gleaming sparkling worship slowly dimming back to a pristine white, even her excited releases purified by the blast as she felt tingles run through every corner of her body.
She had done her duty yes, nothing to be ashamed of. In fact everyone here should be grateful to her and more importantly Charlotte for such a display of love. It made Siegui hungry for more, excited at what she knew would be a long queue of towns desperate for the protection she could grant, the sight of her worship something she wanted, no, needed to share with all under Charlotte's rule as she finished her closing prayers.
Sadly before she could spread more of her devotion to the surrounding towns, there was the church she was taking over, and her nunnery. Of course it hardly seemed like she had enough members to run a church grand enough for Charlotte but she supposed she'd build up her own grand cathedral from here. Even odder was this rather strange gnawing in her gut as she watched the younger nuns strut about the way over, their youth wasted on such fledglings when she could use those years much-
Siegui shook her head. Youth? She had been nineteen barely two weeks ago hadn't she? Yes yes of course she had and those years had been stolen. It only made sense to feel jealous of such ripe unwrinkled bodies not showing any signs of stress. Ah how she could worship Charlotte ever more fervently with another decade like these whelps had. Yes that logic was inscrutable and she really had to stop second guessing herself. A proper Grand Nun must lead after all...
When they arrived at her spacious church there was a surprise waiting for her, her initial thoughts of her parish being too small partially helped by the nuns waiting at the entrance. Still not enough but it was a start, though she was more curious about the men bound and strung up in a line on their knees. It was a mix of grizzled looking criminals and nervous struggling boys.
"Praise Charlotte! Though I'm confused, what are impure MEN doing in our place of-"
It clicked then, understanding the situation before one of the less skittish nuns explained, "These men have committed acts of thievery against the church and defiling Ch-Charlotte's-"
"They need conversion, do they?"
Just saying the word made something twitch warmly deep inside, the thought of doing it arousing her she realized. Hers had been a private affair, yet here was a full audience and multiple bound and helpless men. But this was wrong wasn't it? After all they should be cute nuns who worship Charlotte rather than blasphemers.
There was all this expectation from the nuns under her, all of them nervous but reverent, excited to see the process of a nonbeliever joining their ranks. And then there were the glares and clear disrespect from some of the rougher-looking members. Such disrespect for Charlotte couldn't be tolerated. Siegui realized that she wanted to do it, wanted to inflict on them the blessings that had been done to her. N-No it was just a matter of what she had to do and this fell under her duties. Yes this wasn't a want it was a need... for Charlotte.
"Bring the strongest looking one to kneel at the altar. And ungag him."
A stream of curses followed as an ungainly, hairy brute of a man was pulled up to the front, their bindings leaving them already in a praying position so no need for the trickery that had set her down her path to purification. She had to assert her authority and prove to the other nuns just why she was one of Charlotte's chosen few to spread her grace.
"Behold a sinner! Bulkish in frame, thick in muscle, weak in devotion! Surely such beasts should be cast out or destroyed, yet our glorious Charlotte has found a greater mercy to bestow on these shameless blasphemers! Are you ready for your baptism?"
"I'm not joining your fucking cult! I don't know what you're trying but I will get out of these bindings and when I do I swear I'll- Mmgh~?!"
There wasn't much point listening to a sinner, Siegui forgoing the full body stun to merely lock everything but his mouth in place, the grand nun planting her cheeks squarely on his face as her holy water leaked and shined. A grand mirror set at the altar let her bask in the radiant sight of her bound convertee shaking under her cheeks, his thick black beard burnt to smooth cheeks as a rounding chin worked underneath her, Siegui moaning as his protests only hastened her purifying waters as muscle melted to softer curves, everything hard chiseled to feminine grace.
She firmed up her expression, not wanting to show off in front of the other lesser nuns who didn't have the same level of connection to Charlotte filling her with the heights of ecstasy as she grabbed her ass cheeks and squeezed.
CRNNCH
Siegui was really getting into it now, feeling his face scrunch between her ass, brown hair spilling past a curving back, his body trembling as breasts surged while his muffled protests turned to an eager lapping tongue against her panties. It seemed without any buffs the process was far smoother and less intensive than her own, a sign of how pathetic these men were and how incredible Charlotte was for easily purifying even a hero like that loser her sister had- It was hard to think, Siegui trembling as she lifted herself from 'his' face, reminding herself she had to save plenty for the remaining soon to be nuns.
"Can you feel Charlotte's grace filling every part of you? Her divine grace worthy of worship miraculously purifying your worthless shell of a self?"
The former brute was now sprouting mounds worthy of attention, at least a foot and a half burnt off his trembling form as impurities expelled from the sinful rod. Scars had peeled away to paler skin, bulges had become curves and as his plump mouth squealed and moaned, the weight of her former sins sunk the root of it deep inside till only clear juices spilled from her blessed chambers.
"YES YESSSS AHHH CHAAARLOOOTTE H-AHHHLLELUJAH~!"
Siegui nearly stumbled, that moment of rebirth when the prisoner's identity had broken causing a warmth similar to the village's protection to surge deep inside her as if Charlotte herself was fingering every crevice of her sanctum. She joined in with a fervent Hallelujah of her own, to welcome in the new sister, not a trace of her former self left. Just another young nun eager to praise Charlotte as the remaining prisoners all tried to escape, Siegui taking great joy in stunning all of them as the next was dragged over.
It was that rush from her practiced conversion posing times a thousand, her innards still alight with the unimaginable bliss of Charlotte's love as the next prisoner was placed for her to sit on, some scrawny weakling who she was half-worried she'd break just by seating herself as his figure tore through his rags in orgasmic, praise-filled bursts.
Siegui stared at herself in the mirror, realizing how smug she looked, how fervently she was enjoying the feel of hair growing and tickling down her legs, her thighs crunching bone and sinew all while sinful masculinity was sacrificed in gallons on the dais of her empress. This wasn't right, was it? Something kept annoyingly throbbing in her head, barely capable of seeing anything but Sigui in the mirror as another virgin girl squealed, her flower blooming as Siegui couldn't help but order another burly prisoner up. The fool cursed Charlotte's name as his stunned body was dragged, Siegui only emboldened by the ever deepening connection to Charlotte running through her like a drug as any shame against her goddess wouldn't be tolerated.
"This filthy mouth of yours curses your savior. Let’s see who is stronger, your sin or Empress Charlotte's glory."
She couldn't deny it anymore, how thoroughly she wanted to serve Charlotte, how wonderful it felt to enact mercy on nonbelievers as she spread her thighs and baptized him in enough of her juices to start the conversion, but not sustain it.
It was such joy to watch him tremble and scream, his voice going hoarse before it cracked to a higher pitch, his curses turning to moans as she let the magic take its time. She knew this was petty and cruel in theory, yet it felt right, her slit leaking more of her juices as she did little but use his shoulders as a seat, her position gradually lowering as their frame began to shrink. She needed him to beg and whimper. She wanted to see him BREAK.
It didn't take long, his pitiful girlish cries wailing as his masculinity left in great cleansing spurts, the desperate "man" soon begging for Charlotte's grace after two minutes of her shaft failing to enter him. Siegui basked in the warmth flooding her brain as she made the blasphemer beg for every change, mocking his weak will as she sculpted his curves, breaking his half-shifted features with a few painful claps of her thighs before crushing his cock inside with the heel of her boot as both Siegui and her new underling praised Charlotte's name for the cleansing bliss of her love.
The rest were a mix of Siegui's own pleasure and her espousing the virtues of their faith to the throng of her wards, the new girls trembling as they were stuck training their thighs and ass in a pose of worship, Siegui purposefully dragging some conversions out whenever a nun fell out of position while watching. She had complete and total control over them, the nuns scared of her strictness, the scant prisoners begging for mercy as one by one she granted it. This rush of purification, this utter control, it made her feel like Charlotte, the thought making her heart race as the heat between her thighs grew hotter by the minute.
The final two prisoners had stolen from one of their cathedrals and had sold each other out. Siegui enjoyed changing them both together, even undoing the stun spell as she posed and prodded them on, forcing them to change the other while bound as their struggles turned to fervent, passionate thrusting till the final two girls collapsed, every ounce of masculinity purified from the cathedral’s well-fed grounds from the mass sacrifice of sin.
She was done, yet Siegui was left unsatiated herself, her loins tight with need, the nuns all practicing their prayer poses as she knew she could claim she was tired and could finally have a moment to herself. But she didn't want that, she wanted domination. She needed to instruct them all to be worthy of Charlotte's grace.
"I want each of you to step in line and practice your morning prayers on me. I will impart Charlotte's grace upon you and judge your forms as you press your sanctums against mine and grind till you reach the clarity of enlightenment..."
They were so eager to serve, so hopeful or nervous as Siegui got into position and spread her legs, feeling some faint impurity fade as her flock started their learning.
Seeing such young, cute girls moaning for her approval felt right, each release drowning out thoughts of trying to turn... something. She was forgetting something insignificant, Charlotte's love too powerful, any distractions unwelcome as she brought each of her parish an intimate revelation, affirming her love of Charlotte as Sigui felt lighter than ever.
Such bliss...
"I AHHHM TRULY UHHHNWORTHY OF YOUR PRESENCE EMPREHHSS~! BUHHHT PLEASE ACCEPT MY BLEHHHSSINGS~!"
There wasn't even a hint of shame on Sigui's face as she rubbed her leaking slit against her wand, putting her all into this spell as the light of her faith spread over the castle for her most important job ever. Charlotte didn't even try to hide the snicker as she enjoyed the sight.
"So then you're that former hero, Sigui?"
There was a loud shriek, Sigui cumming merely from being spoken to as the holy ritual finished, a grand barrier erecting over the capital as Charlotte gave a congratulatory clap.
"I have no connection to that fool anymore. I don't just see the light of your radiance but bask in it every day! There isn't a single morning I wake up and fail to pray to you for guidance and thanks for such blessings. The only good thing that foolish goddess has done is let me fall into your clutches so I may give my fervent thanks to the Empress Charlotte!"
Charlotte was thrilled to see her plans were progressing smoothly, her twinning magic mixing well with her church's "holy water" as yet another bothersome hero from another world was utterly subservient to her. She wondered how many Sigui had converted by now, the sprawling spread of her churches truly a marvel to behold as their territory expanded.
And then there was that pesky goddess whose followers were slowly being wrung dry, each new church another blow against the religion that dared to try and hold back Charlotte's empire. Though that did leave an obvious gap in the outer territories that weren't yet in her grasp, a few heroes sure to spawn there. It was a good thing she had sent those envoys to the elves, their pact nearly finished. She wondered how their efforts were going, though that was a loose end for another time. Her new Grand Nun seemed intent on worshipping her thoroughly and that seemed like a more enjoyable way to spend the rest of her day. Besides, such fervent worship deserved some prayers answered, and Charlotte could tell exactly what Sigui wanted as they stripped.
