Sinners Sanctum

(Author’s note: I have given Jeanne a new look. A story on that will follow later.)

The red Panoz Roadster sports car made its way up the winding road leading to the Sanctum of Souls monastery. Inside were two women, dresses suspiciously conservative if you knew them better.

Driving the car was an energetic redhead with a smile on her face constituent of both smugness and excessive joy. Her red hair was frizzy and not well kept, and she was wearing a black dress that showed no skin whatsoever, which was very much out of touch.

Her companion was a young blonde woman in an office outfit that showed only a little bit of her C cup breasts. Her hair parted in the middle and fell down on both sides almost in a wave like motion. The glasses on her face with thin black rims were actually just for show, to make her seem smarter and more dignified for the public role of personal assistant that she played. She looked a slight bit worried but inside she really was excited for this. Whatever reservations she had…they were long gone now.

Andrea Lencroft-Creneth and Jeanne Creneth were soon approaching their target. Built into a rock wall, carved out over many years lay the secluded nunnery (author’s note: a place where only nuns reside) devoted to the Lord.

Andrea parked the car on the outskirts of the monastery, looking around her intensely.

As Jeanne sought to step out, Andrea yanked her back with a firm. “No!”

“What?”

“We need to discuss how were going to approach this. Sit.” Jeanne sat down, raising an eyebrow. “Were just going to hop in there, pretend we are becoming nuns then have kinky sex behind the scenes.”

“Yeah…nah! I actually got an upgrade to the tentacle suit yesterday.”

“Oh…when I said I had a thing for corruption and nuns I didn’t mean…like really? With real nuns.”

“So youre saying you don’t want to get violated by a horde of possessed futanari nuns under my control?”

Jeanne was biting her lip as she rubbed her crotch. “Err..it’s so wrong! And so hot!”

“Its cant be wrong if its hot, Jeanne. Plus all we need to do is place everything back as we found it and it’s all good. That’s what Markus taught me. So we just can’t have anyone escape us. Since there’s only one exit, we just need to block it and we’re good.”

Jeanne thought about what Andrea had said and realized something. “How can the nuns be futanari after you possess them? You mean by tentacle dick, right?”

“No no.” Andrea reached down below and bared her hairy pussy to Jeanne. A moment later the hair seemed to shift downward and a throbbing cock had burst forward and taken its place. A moment later and there was nothing left of Andreas vagina. Her cock was ready and willing, dripping pre

“I can turn anyone I take into my hivemind a futa or keep them as a woman. Same with men.”

Andrea made the mental command to reverse the process as the cock simply disappeared inside herself, her labia lips suddenly popping forward into place

“But we don’t want to pull that out yet. We need to infiltrate first.”

“How?”

“Watch and learn.”

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Jeanne was impressed once again by Andreas acting skills. The moment the first habit wearing nun approached the two of them she just flipped on a switch and tears began falling. She came up with a fake story about her husband Markus cheating and abusing her. It felt so genuine…yet Jeanne knew it was all fake.

Andrea continued to cry into the young girls arms about how she wished to join the nunnery and spend her life in devotion to the Faith.

“I shall take you to Abess Solana. She will show you the way of the Lord.” The poor overwhelmed woman said as she kindly supported Andrea. Out of her view, Andrea’s face clearly flashed another evil grin that only Jeanne noticed. She just kept quiet, letting Andrea do all the talking. She could handle herself decently, she thought, but Andrea simply was so much better at it that there was no point in her speaking up.

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The office of the High Abess Solana Heavenforth was quite impressive with it’s own private indoor garden and quite a view over the green valley of forest behind her. The nun left the two of them alone in there, Jeanne sitting quite awkwardly next to the deeply emotional Andrea. Andreas makeup was ruined and her face was still wet with tears. But she looked pretty amused and confident.

“Remember, Jeanne, you should practice hysterics. A crying woman is seen as harmless and strongly evokes sympathy. That which you can then exploit of course.”

Jeanne nodded, looking slightly uncomfortable at the unethical tips coming her way. Still this was what she signed up for…and what she couldn’t help but find incredibly hot. Wrong but hot.

The old door behind them creaked and a woman dressed in full ornamental decorated habit stepped into the room. A woman of decent length but intense in proportions with breasts that outshone Andreas D cups. She was a big woman indeed looking to be quite fat but compensated by her above average length. Her face was warm, looking at Andrea with compassion and kindness. She seemed not just to be a religious person, but a divine one. Her hair was blonde, s straight down on both sides. But her black and white habit covered most of it.

“Welcome to the Sanctum of Souls, visitors. I am high Abess Solana. What can we do for you today?”

“M-m-my husband M-M-Markus cheated on me and now I wish to just leave the modern world behind.” Andrea cried her eyes out, shaking and shivering. High Abess Solana sighed and nodded slowly.

Out of the corner of her eye jeanne saw something slither and crawl from Andreas nethers onto the floor. A purple cockheaded tentacle slipped around the desk while Andrea let out a massive wail, shaking, shivering and crying. Jeanne sat there…awkwardly.

Solana turned to her now and Jeanne let out an awkward smile.

“Cmon, cmon do it already.” She hissed at Andrea.

“So what is your name young lady. Do you seek salvation also?”

“I am Jeanne Creneth. I am…not very religious, but…” Andrea stood up, instantly stopped crying as she walked to a clauset on the side opening it up. As Jeanne turned to look Solana called out to her.

“And why would we let you stay here if you do not share our Faith?”

High Abess Solana rose from her chair. Her round shaped form made its way around the desk.

“I feel that I must assist you Jeanne. Your soul and body must be purified of evil. “

Jeanne seemed to recoil for a moment as she got closer with a judging, sour look of evil.

In one swift moment High Abess Solana reached below her habit and grabbed something. From underneath she suddenly pulled out a massively fat throbbing cock that she slapped against Jeanne’s face.

“And I have just the sacred tool to do it.” Solana giggled. “God, Jeanne, you’re too gullible sometimes.”

Andrea chuckled likewise. She had been fully dressed as a nun with the exception of her dick sticking out, one smaller then Solana’s but still far above average sized. She flanked Jeannes right and locked the door.

“I’m reading her mind now…so much to go through. Sadly she doesn’t have many secrets that interest me. But there’s one secret that she does have.” She narrated after winking at the possessed Solana. As the High Abess undressed a very thick body came free. The good kind of thick, with massive breasts, wide and motherly hips and what an ass.

Jeanne was never one for the massive proportions that Andrea so adored but this she did crave a bigger body to play around with.

“Kneel before me, heathen.” The same look on her face as before. Judging. Dominant. Jeanne couldn’t help but blush quite a bit. Her hand slipped downstairs but Solana slapped her again with her cock, splashing some pre against her cheek.

“Don’t you dare masturbate in my Holy Divine presence.” Jeanne looked up at Solana’s form, who rubbed her cock all over her face. Behind her, “Sister” Andrea ambushed Jeanne, ripping off her clothes one by one. She reached under Jeanne with one arm grabbing her by the pussy.

“Ooh you’re really leaking now girl. You really have a nun fetish.”

“It’s not fully a nun fetish…its a corruption fetish. You take good people like her…and make them evil sex machines like you.”

Solana laughed with a hearty chuckle. “How kind of you. Evil sex machine…ha! Let’s not waste any more time…let us initiate you into the sisterhood. Welcome to the Sanctum of Sinners, Sister Jeanne. The nun tugged Jeannes mouth open and slammed her girthy rod inside. “There we go, you filthy degenerate sinner. Allow me to cleanse your mouth with my divine blessings.”

Andrea was receiving a lot of intense sexual pleasure from Solana’s possessed mind and her cock twitched with excitement. Andrea pressed forward pushing just the tip inside. There was another muffled moan as Jeanne’s throat distended to make room for Solana’s cock “Oh…oh you’re so tight Jeanne. Take it all in.” Solana pressed her very hairy balls against Jeannes chin and rubbed them while her hands firmly grasped the blonde’s head. Andrea meanwhile fully penetrated Jeanne’s rear using what leverage she had to pin her down more. Jeanne was struggling to cope (which she loved so very much) with the two way onslaught.

Andrea and Solana shared a laugh as both of them worked in perfect synch to alternate their thrusts. As Solana’s “Staff of Saints” slid smoothly down Jeanne’s esophagus, Andrea’s massive cock pulled out of Jeanne’s rear. Jeanne learned from front to back with every push. By Andrea’s count, it had not much then two minutes in when Jeannes holes tightened and she began squirting vaginal fluids all over the floor, going limp underneath the sheer power of the two futanari that were working her.

“Whoa, you really didn’t last long you. I guess I’m doing a good job as an evil fuck machine after all.” Andrea giggled. She could keep it going for a long while but instead both of her bodies continued to slam into Jeanne with all their might until they both came at the same time, depositing both their loads into Jeanne with force. Their moans were subdued though, as they didnt want to pull too much attention.

The pinned down Jeanne received so much her body seemed to expand quite a bit as she was leaking in front and back.

“Be cleansed and relieved of your worries.” With more faux holiness Solana pulled out of Jeanne. Andrea did the same and the blonde girl collapsed on the floor, breathing heavily with a dull smile on her face. Both of the ladies continued to stand over her and drip cum on her back.

After a while Andrea poked Jeanne on the ass.

“You good, girl?”

“That was amazing! Can I be Solana, Andrea? I really, really want to be her.”

“You are not divine enough to take my form.” As Jeanne looked slightly disappointed she just smiled. “Of course I am joking. Poof!”

The naked, thicc futa form of Solana leaned forward, towering over Jeanne before collapsing inward, draping itself over Jeanne as a tentacle cock escaped out of the skinsuits rear. It crawled up Andrea’s leg over her cock and slammed it back inside her urethra. As the bulge travelled down and into her, she almost went cross eyed and red faced with sexual thrill.

Jeanne, slippery with cum all over her form looked at the skinsuit of Solana. The deflated cock was still leaking cum from the front and she sucked it clean with a smile on her face. Behind her, Andrea was getting fully dressed in a nun’s habit and cleaning up evidence that any sex had taken place there moments before.

“Enough playing for now. Get in, we have work to do.”

Jeanne nodded as she flipped the heap of skin around, making a hole in the back by thinking of one. She sat down in the High Abess’ chair coating it in semen.

“Great now I gotta clean that too.” Andrea huffed as she was grabbing a new habit and soaking it in the cum on the floor as a way of cleaning it up.

Jeanne got to work stretching the hole and reaching for the skin’s neck. She jutted her head inside as her hair got in her eyes blocking out any view. Operating by touch, she pushed her head into the suit’s, waiting for it to properly take form. As her eyes seemed to suddenly open with a different outlook on the world. Sister Solana was sitting on her chair…only her head. The rest of the body was limp and lame hanging at the side. “Oh Heavens, it seems my body is not yet complete.” Solana grinned as movement and motions occurred on her insides. Suddenly both her upper chest and hands inflated and took proper form.

“Oooh!” Solana rubbed her massive breasts. “I don’t usually go for the massive proportions but now and thennn…” She pinched her own nipples with a grin on her face that could match Andrea. “Let me help myself in.” She lifted up her deflated right leg and it from the inside inserted Jeannes right leg into it. The moment Jeannes crotch pushed against the inside there and settled in place Solana moaned as her “Holy Rod” not just burst to life but came, splattering cum over her desk with some loose specks hitting Andrea. She immediately leaned over the desk to take the sacred meat in her mouth and swallow it up. As Solana came her other leg formed and the seam in the back was gone.

Like the expert slut she was Andrea took it all in effortlessly before cleaning up the naked high abess.

“Okay, Solana. Now get dressed and help me clean this mess up. We can’t have our next victim make a fuss before its time can we?”

The two of them cleaned up as much as they could tossing some cumsoaked rags in the trash bin and shutting it tight.

“I think, High Abess , that is it time that you introduce me to the other leaders of this place.” It was more an order than a pleasant demand.

“Very well Sister Andrea. Let us call for them.”

“Also, you should sit and slip it under the desk if you can’t contain it.” Andrea pointed at Solana’s clear bulge underneath her very well decorated clothing.

“Oh dear…” Solana blushed, her stern face suddenly looking very soft and kind. “I guess I still have that spitroast on my mind.”

“Just retract it. Focus on your female side, remember.”

“Right.” She sat down at her desk as the bulge retracted inside her. She bit her lip quite tightly while Andrea smiled at her. “You really get more used to this. You’re always so sensitive, really. Sexual stimulation is great but you can’t let it ruin your cover. “

“Please refrain from further comments sister Andrea. We need to spread our enlightenment to the other members of our flock.”

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Sister Lyrissa was a woman of middle age, with pretty dark hair running down past her shoulders. Her body underneath a habit was quite shapely though not as much as Solana or Andrea. As she entered the room Jeanne was told by Solana’s memories that she was in charge of the Nunnery’s kitchen.

“Welcome Sister Lyrissa. I wanted to talk about assigning our newest member Andrea von Sluttica to kitchen duty. Sister Andrea has much experience cocking…excuse me, cooking in the outside world.” Sister Lyrissa raised an eyebrow, looking very distrustfull at Solana’s sex joke. Her body language seemed quite defensive all of a sudden as Andrea approached.

“What sort of, eh, cooking is your expertise in, dear?”w

“Semen. Buttfucking. Molestation. Stealing bodies. Like yours.” Andrea opened her mouth very wide, and sister Lyrissa seemed frozen in fear as a large bulge appeared in Andreas throat. Like an Xenomorph the tentacle cock appeared out of her mouth and shot straight into sister Lyrissa’s mouth. She got out a short scream before the tentacle going down her throat silenced it. She twitched and struggled for a moment before going still.

Then she smirked and pointed at Solana. “That was fun but you should be more subtle. Let’s call in another one. I’ll keep this one standing behind them for now.”

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Sister Kess Wassai entered the room next. Quita weighty woman of middle age, she was curvy yet letite. Her hair was a dark shade of red kept quite short but as the rules said she wore her habit. Solana smirked as the headmistress of the garden sat down in the chair.

“High Abess Solana, what can I do for you today?”

“Close your eyes please.”

“I, ehm…yes High Abess.”

Andrea and Sister Lyrissa reached under their habits pulling out their cocks and holding them in front of Sister Kess’s face. As the smell hit her she peeked for a second before her eyes went open in wide shock. Her jaw dropped and she tried to scream only for Andrea to ram her cock down her throat deeply.

Sister Lyrissa had the same smile on her face as Andrea as the bulge underneath her habit grew and grew. Sister Kess was fully blindsided and struggled to get free under their grip to little avail. As she looked up at her two assailants she could see a bulge appear on Andrea’s shaft that travelled downwards and in her direction. She did her best to clench her jaw but in fact it didn’t help when massive tentacle burst forth from Andrea’s urethra straight down her esophagus.

Sister Kess twitched and struggled as the bulge went down her throat until it suddenly disappeared. What did appear was a bulge down below as a cock began to take shape. Sister Lyrissa pulled Sisters Kess’ clothes aside to free the nun’s brand new penis.

“Ladies, please. We still have more work to do. Lets focus on who’s the next one in the line of leadership.”

“Sister Tanya.” The three of them said in unison.

Sister Kess and Lyrissa stood at the side, suppressing their sexual desires as their cocks went limp so that the bulges were only small for now before fully retreating inside them. Like before they stood at the side as the next sister/victim walked in to the belly of the beast.

Sister Tanya was someone with a fierce look in her eye. Her face seemed to have a permanent case of “grouch face” but a closer look would reveal that she actually was being neutral. She handled the hospital ward, the head nurse of the Nunnery. Despite her habit and extremely covering clothing it was clear she had an athletic build

“Sister Tanya, please, have a seat.” Jeanne easily got back in character of the High Abess with ease even though her cock was fully upright, pressing on the underside of her desk

“What might the problem be?”

“We’re dealing with a slight infection, a parasite so to speak.” High Abess Solana smug smile was in disconnect with her tone. “It seems to spread from person to person, infecting and altering their minds.”

“Oh my, that’s terrible! We must take action immediately, High Abess. Who has been infected with this parasite, High Abess?” Sister Tanya gasped, not noticing the wet smack of a tentacle hitting the floor behind her and crawling closer underneath Tanya’s chair, slipping underneath her habit.

“Oh, what’s…what in God’s name is that.”

“Ah, that must be the parasite infiltrating you, stay still, please?” Solana said sarcastically

“What, you’re…youuuuuu.” Sister Tanya grasped as the tentacle crawled into her pant leg and rammed itself inside her hole. She panted and moaned, squirming underneath the sudden pressure. High Abess Solana couldn’t contain herself as she freed her throbbing erection from underneath her clothes, immediately beginning to masturbate furiously, with cute moans escaping her mouth occasionally. Sister Tanya almost collapsed forward as she came, squirting fluids against the inside of her clothes. As she arose she looked at Solana with a predatory looking smile. “Oh, you’ve got a thing for corruption do you, Jeanne?
Solana nodded as her disproportionately sized penis stood at its height, leaking pre all over her table. The Three nuns and Andrea undressed in front of her, all of them showing off their brand new erections (Andrea’s was really old, but that didn’t matter)

“The only God we obey is the God of Orgies.” The four spoke in unison, and it was too much for the High Abess, who continued to furiously masturbate as she ejaculated a large load all over her table. All four of the other women leaned in, jokingly struggling to catch as much of the High Abess’ seeds with smiles on their faces. By the time she was done, Solana had covered most of her fellow Sisters and her table with her Divine Seeds.

“Okay, that’s step one finished. Now, all we need to do is send these three ladies to their department, while us two go…pay a visit to the sleeping quarters. Within an hour or so, we should own all of them. And then, the fun begins.” Andrea clapped her hands, and the three naked futanari nuns began cleaning up evidence of their group prayer.