Chapter 165 - The Growing Beast's Desires! (2)
“Did you call for me, Saintess...? Oh? Lord Divine Beast?”
“Ah, hello. Sister.”
Angela, who had entered the saintess's room at Klea's summons, couldn't help but widen her eyes at the unexpected sight.
A wide desk big enough for two or three people to lie on. And behind it, the large, ornate chair that Klea had specially ordered at her request. But sitting in the saintess's chair wasn't Klea, who had called her—it was the Divine Beast, Sema.
“Ah, are you well...? W-where is the saintess...?”
“...She said she'll be done soon, so just wait a moment.”
“Pardon? Done...?”
“Sit there and wait just a bit. She'll be out soon.”
“Uh, yes? Y-yes...”
Finding the conversation a bit off-kilter, Angela sat on the sofa in front of the desk and glanced at Sema. The monster, whose form was so hard to see as human, sat in the saintess's chair as if it were his own—a bizarre scene. It only worsened Angela's already deteriorating impression of Sema.
...Even if they're close, that's...
Judging from the fact that the Divine Beast had called her and what she'd witnessed the other day, this was probably about explaining that scene. If the atmosphere she'd sensed between the two was accurate... they were likely quite intimate.
But even so, allowing that? Was Klea lacking any sense of herself as a saintess...? Or was it because of this unprecedented relationship between Divine Beast and saintess? Angela still couldn't believe the situation, and it was giving her vertigo.
Haa... What a troubling sight, but strangely, it suits him... When Klea sits there, it feels too big...
Sema was sitting in the saintess's seat—an outsider in a place no nun could overlook. Yet for some reason, the large, ornate chair seemed perfectly fitted to the massive Divine Beast, as if it had been custom-made for his build...
- *Slurp, smack, smooch, sluuuurp*
...No, that can't be. They'd never size furniture named after the saintess for the Divine Beast...
- *Slurp, smooch, mmph, suuuuck...*
Maybe it's because Klea's aura changed after becoming saintess... Her actions feel so unsettling lately... But no way would she adjust the saintess's furniture for that Divine Beast, right?
- *Smooch, sluuuurp, sluuuuurp, smack, suuuuuuck♡*
...But what's that weird sound from earlier...
From the moment she'd entered, a sticky, squelching noise had been tickling her ears. She'd thought it a trick of the mind, but as it grew louder, Angela looked toward the source.
“...Hngh...!!”
“L-Lord Divine Beast!? What's wrong?”
Sema, sitting in the chair, threw his head back and began shuddering. Startled by his sudden reaction, Angela hurried toward him.
“Puhah...♡ Delicious as always, my master♡”
Then, from under the massive desk, Klea's voice rang out toward the approaching Angela.
“Wha—huh? Klea...?”
“Heehee♡ Just a sec, Angela sis. Up we go...♡”
From under the desk—hidden from the opposite side—Klea's head slowly rose. Before Angela could fully question why she was down there, the sight of Klea made her reel in shock.
“K-Klea!? You...!?”
“Heehee...♡”
A slightly yellowish white liquid dribbled from the corner of her mouth. Her saintess robes, bulging obscenely as if about to burst, made her look like a woman in her ninth month. The odd pendant that had hung from her robes was now a larger choker around her neck. And most shocking of all...
“K-Klea... your eyes...!?”
Her once-clear blue pupils now had long, horizontal black slits—the eyes of a beast. Framed by pitch-black irises, Klea's gaze held all the world's malice, a terrifying sight.
Trembling at the ominous aura, Angela tried to back away, but...
“No can do, Angela sis♡ Didn't we agree I'd explain my relationship with Master?”
“Ah, aaah...”
Frozen like a timid animal before a predator, Angela could only let the approaching Klea seize her.
“Come on now. This way...♡”
Led by Klea, Angela entered the space behind the desk where Sema sat.
“Hiiik...!!?”
The moment she saw Sema's body, an even greater fear gripped her, making her tremble violently.
Sema stared at her from the chair, a massive, dark-red horse cock jutting from his lower abdomen. The sight of that sinister, brutal thing made Angela forget her fear and cling to Klea.
“Heehee...♡ Don't be scared, Angela sis.”
“K-Klea...! What in the world...!?”
“I said I'd explain, right? But... words are boring. Better to 'inject' it directly into your body...♡ Heeheehut...♡”
Seeing Klea's wicked smile, Angela realized her predicament. She had become prey for these beasts. Today, she would be ravaged by this male.
“Ah, ah...! G-Goddess, save me...!”
“No, no. Not anymore, Angela sis♡”
Klea kneaded Angela's breasts as she slowly guided the panicking woman toward the seated beast. Klea's face was the epitome of a fallen saintess, radiating malice and delight.
“From today, your god is Master♡ Come on, Master♡ Please...♡”
“N-Nooooooo!!!”
Angela's scream echoed through the soundproofed saintess's room as the beasts leered at her.
“Ah, ahee...♡ Ahiiiik...♡”
Angela lay shuddering atop me in Klea's chair, passed out. I never expected to ravage a virgin nun so roughly. The stimulation must've been too much... Sorry about that, Sister Angela.
“How was she, Master? Sister Angela's virgin pussy taste♡”
“Hm... Not quite up to my bitches' level, but not bad.”
“Glad to hear it♡ Now Angela's Master's slave too♡”
With Klea's assistance, the mating with Angela had gone smoothly, and now she was one of the beast's slaves. Hm... Mating with her today, I think I get the difference between making my elite bitches and just slaves.
My bitches get slowly infused with my horse semen over time... But slaves? It's like overwhelming them in one go with my power. With the staff, I was half out of it, so I didn't notice... Feeling it now, yeah, there's a clear difference. Who knew sex could reveal stuff like this? What a weird body.
“...But Master didn't refuse today? She's your type?”
“...Well...”
Nah, not really. Sure, Angela's a beauty for 37, but... Klea has to come to the church often, so it's good to have someone there who understands her. If she had family, I'd hesitate... but since she's still a virgin, it eased my mind.
Truth is, forcibly enslaving like this still feels iffy and repulsive... But better to give Klea a confidante. Sorry, Angela, but I dragged you in.
Explaining that, Klea beamed joyfully, gazing at me prayer-like with a smile.
“Aah...♡ Master♡ For my sake, that much...♡”
“Puhuhu. For my Klea, of course.”
“Thank you, Master♡ With Angela's help, I'll turn this into a church praising Master♡”
“...H-Hold on, you're not planning to enslave the whole church, right? That'd be...”
“...Heehee♡ 'Not yet'—Master couldn't handle more right now, so the rest slowly...♡”
No, time won't make enslaving that many women manageable. They say it's fine, but it still feels off... Should I not have rushed today? Feels like Klea's already booked me raping every nun in her head.
“Whew. Whatever. Angela saw whatever too, so now you and her can relax in the church...”
“Saintess Klea! While you're here, please approve this document—Gasp...!?”
“...Hik!?”
I was about to set down Angela, still impaled on my cock and unconscious, when two nuns burst energetically into the saintess's room.
They looked young—early twenties, mid at most? ...Yeah, this scene must shock them. Totally get freezing and dropping papers.
A monster in the saintess's seat hugging naked Angela, with belly-swollen Klea glaring at them with beast eyes.
...What now.
“Oh my...♡ Heehehehe...♡”
“S-Saintess...? Sister Angela...?”
“Wha—what...? Th-that's... Lord Divine Beast...? Why Sister Angela...?”
Caught by the two nuns, Klea didn't panic—instead, she sauntered toward them in her heels, clack-clack.
...Haa. Yeah. No other choice, huh...
“Come on in, both of you...♡”
“Hiiik...!?”
“Ah, aaa...! S-someone, help...!”
“A glorious chance to become breeding slaves for our superior male Master♡ Come on♡ Don't hold back...♡”
““Hiiiik!!?””
And so, against my intentions, the church gained three new beast slaves that day.