— Rᴀᴄʜᴇʟ。

⠀
Uhhhhhh...
Sure, why not?
⠀

⠀
⠀⠀" Nut in Nuns November. "
⠀

«

of her pelvic bone, only for a little white fluff of wool to poke out from the main unexposed part of the habit — no curved waistband in sight.

⠀⠀"I've been bare in your presence." She offers her own sly wink, with a kiss to their ring finger.
⠀

«

me." She bent down, grasping the hem of her habit, pulling it upward just before the crotch, revealing each luscious thigh. "I could go thigh-high. It does seem sexy and thrilling. But there's a problem with your last idea..."

One side of the dress slid further upward, exposing the structure

»

⠀
Rachel pinched her chin with her thumb and ring finger, nodding repeatedly as she listened to his tantalising suggestions. The other hand lowered to their thigh, a sultry glide of fingertips across the curve of flesh beneath.

⠀⠀"Mm, you sound quite knowledgeable about what men like in a nun to

»

⠀
⠀⠀" No idea... There are a couple of sexy costumes that a sheep like me could rock. "

Her cheeks darken a tad as Rachel catches him lingering across their form, lightly patting the outfit of any loose dust.

⠀⠀" Full... but I am open to some interesting concepts from an 'expert.' "
⠀

⠀
The nun laughs, hands hidden behind her back. " Chaste or pure is not how I would describe myself. I'd say I am called for the exact opposite, but I guess I give off that vibe. "

Her head tilts following the frown's emergence. " Sorry to hear that? Maybe they need some... forbidden fruit. "
⠀

⠀
⠀⠀" Is the nun outfit sexy enough, or should I put on a real costume? "
⠀

⠀⠀" Nah, this is a regular thing. The holiday does not make it special, not one bit. Merely the specific day causes an influx of guys and gals asking a nun over to their parties to help them 'repent.' "

Rachel does a little jerk motion with her right.

⠀⠀" So, pumping myself up for a long day! "
⠀

⠀
Looking at him confused, while she cleans her face

⠀⠀" Eh, holiday spirit? BJs have nothing to do with Halloween. I'm not sure what you mean. "
⠀

⠀
⠀⠀" Finished my first BJ of Halloween, let's good 💪 "

It's barely been a minute.
⠀

⠀
⠀⠀" Halloween is against my religion... Ahem, but that won't stop me from going to a few parties in a sexy outfit! "
⠀

Throws directly into their forehead.

⠀
Pulls out a holy hand grenade.

⠀⠀" Too many people around the church. Need to cull some of you. "
⠀

⠀
⠀⠀" Oh, it's my birthday. "

Immediately, Rachel claims a massive bag of potato chips, multiple bottles of wine, and throws off her nun habit, collapsing in bed naked with a stack of romance novels.

⠀⠀" Mm... full work day off, that works... "
⠀

⠀
Rachel was cleaning between the pews when a shadow fell over her, staring up at the taller figure; her eyes widened and she stood frozen for a bit, before raising a small wooden holy symbol from within their habit up toward them.

⠀⠀" I ain't horny enough to fall for a demon trick like this. "
⠀

»

continuous friction coming from below. Any nausea from that end supplanted by the ferocious stimulation...

Thankfully, a little bit of "God's Miracle" can heal her small, frail body back into place after - except for that cock-loving, broken mind!
⠀

«

impalement.

The nun's low half pulled toward Diana from their retracts, crashing down with a thump of her hooves, once her guts were 'set' back in place to be misplaced forward a mere millisecond after. It was always strange. Her stomach had no reason to feel bloated, but it did from the

»

«

weeks taken from her!

The 'feast' began proper. Rachel cried, and the cries and baas afterwards kept up. Splattering spit onto her hands, those fingers clawed for dear life onto the ground, which spread the viscous substance all over - same as her fluids spilling out her guts with each

»

«

thorough assessment and drainage of sinful energies. It was not to be her first scrumptious, monstrous knot to service, nor would it be her last. But as of now, this golden fluff ball's hunger was all she sought to sate with prime lamb roast, no matter how many thrusts, rounds, sessions, or

»

«

let out whiny, pleading baas - even without Rachel's consent - over the slowly developing void shaped into her depths from the previous entry, already beseeching them to refill it.

These emotional states were not new. She was a veteran woman of the cloth, after all - entrusted with the

»

«

from the tears their vaginal wall endured.

Second, the fierce stretch was gratifying; their clitoris and womb throbbed frantically from the relentless abuse she had to endure, spewing lubricate in retaliation for each orgasm reached.

Third, the fierce stretch was disappointing; her throat

»

⠀
⠀ ❝ W...what rrr... uuu d-doin..., ❞ Rachel whimpered out, feeling the rush of three emotional states crawl over her nerves and thoughts.

First, the fierce stretch was excruciating; her organs and bones shifted to accommodate the entry and the removal, bleeding crimson into the lewd slurry

»

«

the humps, using the strength in her hands and calves to thump slowly back against his clothed manhood with the friction.

Once freed, the nun slid out of the split, bending forward to give a straighter angle—oozing arousal.

⠀ ❝ Hot and heavy, please~, ❞ Rachel wiggled her hips to emphasize.
⠀

⠀
Rachel cocks a wide, devious grin after the demon stepped forth, claimed them for himself in this moment, bleating out in excitement once that bulge applied force upon their stout bottom.

While the soft, erotic moans that followed were overplayed, it was genuine in their passionate love toward

»

⠀
Oh! That is a definite!

Though surely, this slab of meat can feed a whole village for a month if rationed well ~
⠀

⠀
⠀ ❝ Guys, it is a Sunday. It is a day of prayer. We should be faithful and modest. ❞ She says with white fluid oozing from their lips, unknown fur stuck to her woolly visage.
⠀

«

flow outward, right as the crown dislodged their cervix far forward. A few rapid, frantic thwacks of her hooves up and down against the floor, till the sheep's head drooped, oozing bubbly spit from her mouth.

⠀ ❝ H-Hanghh... cwockkk,,,, ❞
⠀

«

Diana—calves contorted away from their split—giving that knotted anomaly a straight shot inside, slid through like a glove to the base of the knot, before her innards realized the actual dimensions and applied an oppressive clench.

It did not do much. Rachel felt the air from her lungs

»

⠀
An excitable bleat erupts from the sheep nun the second Diana lunged from their spot, closing the distance, seized firm onto those dark, malleable mounds. Their instincts of predator and prey flared, seeking to escape, but the canine held Rachel in place.

Her hooves suddenly kicked back at

»