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The land of Acadia was one that had gone through tough times recently, sundered by war and left to decay, what few surviving settlements remained were left to fend for themselves, scrounging for scraps and doing all they could to live another day. And in a bleak world, any flicker of hope was certain to draw any meandering soul looking for a better life elsewhere.
One such flame was the rumor that a certain haven existed in the far wastes of the north, promising safety and food for all who could manage to reach their doors. Not looking to stick around in their home after anarchy had blown over in the town they lived in, Aloysius and his friends immediately packed their belongings and began their search for the land free of war and strife.
And after an arduous trek north with harrowingly close calls, Aloysius and his band of survivors made it, arriving at the gates of a snowy village filled with people who didn't seem the least bit concerned about the ongoing conflict welcoming them inside, assuring them that they had made it…but there was no such thing as a free lunch, and that was a lesson Aloysius would learn very soon.
It started a few days into their stay, with Aloysius working as an assistant at the local church to offer up his services in repayment, the young man wouldn't realize when Raymond, a strongman and one of his four companions, would go missing, waving at the merry lumberjack and his new wife who seemed exceptionally happy to be with her husband as he passed them by on his way to meet the person in charge of the church who would brief him on his duties.
And then it was Lucia's turn, vanishing after leaving to hunt rabbits in the forest. No one except Tif, who had remained in the home the locals had given to them after claims of a bad leg, would ever realize the vanishing of both Raymond and Lucia, leaving the home after nightfall when Aloysius too, would fail to walk through those doors. Heading to the church to look for his friend with the villagers including Raquel; the lumberjack’s 4th wife and Lyra; the huntress' daughter all watching him with eerie smiles on their faces…
The moment he swung open the doors in panic, the foreigner was stunned by the voice of the maiden conducting what looked to be a sermon, only this wasn't a simple holy ceremony. How could it be when the attendants were all naked and the staff were perverted mockeries of a Church Sister; dressed in dark gothic cowls and silks that left their bodies exposed, cooing along to the song their leader was singing with that mesmerising voice of hers, dressed in an elegant albeit equally erotic getup as her fellows were wearing.
That was when a smooth pair of hands grabbed ahold of Tif's arm, looking to his right to view a plump, bodacious woman leading him to an empty pew, giggling salaciously with empty indigo green eyes and bobbing platinum silver hair tempting him along. He didn’t know her name and he hadn't even seen her before, but something in his mind had switched on the instant the maiden’s voice had ensnared his attention, not caring one bit as she introduces herself as Aisha with his hazy eyes held over her sagging breasts and exposed lips before stripping him down and jerking him off with a creamy smooth hand, quickly making him climax under her precise touch and expert technique, pinching his balls and fingering the head of his member while whispering hot nothings into his ear as he quickly reaches climax, shooting his load into a goblet held carefully in Aisha’s hand with the slutty sister eyeing the steaming hot cup of spunk with glee and excitement…
“There, there dear, let it all out~ So creamy~ Look how much you’ve got all over me!”
Before emptying the contents over her body, massaging her teats as if Tif’s seed was moisturizer, moaning in ecstasy as dripping runoff slides down her curvy body before teasing her dripping snatch with her partner watching as Aisha joins him in pleasure, coming with a healthy jet of vaginal juices spraying over his legs…his much smoother and lengthier legs.
If Tif had the will to resist, he might’ve noticed how Aisha was wearing the same thick rimmed glasses Aloysius did, even sporting the same bookwormish cut he did albeit with a more feminine flair. But just like Aloysius before him, Tif would soon join Aisha as a mindless servant to the church, ensuring their continued peaceful existence as long as new converts were provided. Hugging Aisha as breasts of her own begin to grow alongside her lengthening head of auburn hair, making love amidst the song of their goddess.
And with another unsuspecting group being welcomed into the village by an innocent Lyn and an outgoing Raquel, there wouldn’t be much need for them to worry about new members being added to their family any time soon…
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a short cap while i work on the last 3 otherside stories (its been a long time i know ;w
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