Arrange a new living space with the pastors

"That's all, you may go, sister."

"Yes, Holy Reader." Becky left the office promptly. You were still basking in the afterglow of the orgasm when a pastor walked past the open door. Seeing your state of undress, she quickly entered the room.

"Is the Holy Reader in need of assistance?" She was already kneeling down when you said no. Your cock was simply too drained, and even a hot pastor with enormous tits was not sufficient to wake it.

"Not right now, Mother..."

"Did you really forget my name, Holy Reader? I am Tabitha," she said with a pout, looked genuinely offended. "You were in my study group for several years."

"I, er, I was just having a bad day. Of course I remember your name."

It would appear that history itself is rewritten every time you change the bible. The original pastors were either deleted or transformed into these she-devils. You did not care too much about their ultimate fate; after all, they cared little for yours.

Tabitha was not just a fine pair of breasts. Her raven hair also framed a mature and gorgeous face. Her skin was smooth and she had the delicious complexion of exquisite cappuccino. The silk fabric of her black robes clung tightly to her voluptuous body, a titillating visual feast that hitherto inexperienced by your secluded life.

There was a sultry flair to her mannerisms that was igniting an unholy lust in you. You calm yourself, remembering that the only changes pertained to receiving a blowjob. You were not to lay a hand on them personally. To think that all it took was a simple change to the scriptures now.

"Shall you be returning to your room then?" she asked as you dressed yourself. Even though you were too tired for sex, you wanted to spend more time with the upgraded clergy. You've always lived your life in a modest room, shared with another boy. Looking out the window, you see the lavish villa where the bishop lived.

Without answering Tabitha, you took out the holy scriptures and added the words: the Holy Reader is to be given the biggest house and live with all the pastors.

"Yes, Mother Tabitha, let us return to our room."