BTW

"It's nice to meet you again, John," she came up to me and gave me a most un-Sisterlike kiss. This was my best friend in middle school. The one-time girl of my dreams. Well, one of many.

"You're a nun?!" I asked. She was a bit Irish, but as far as I knew, had no religious leanings when we were kids.

"I didn't want to fuck anyone but you," she said. "After we consummated our relationship, so to speak, during that fun week you briefly took me as a sex ****, I wanted more and more. But you were taken from us. All of us. And fucking a vegetable version of you had no appeal to me. Not that I didn't mind fucking vegetables," she laughed, fondly recalling that time I took my harem to the grocery store and ruined all of the zucchinis.

"After Kathleen was born," she nodded at the Sister I had fucked and confirmed that she was one of my many daughters, "I found a nearby convent that took me in. I would be celibate until the day you returned. Today."

She zipped down an unseen zipper, and her entire habit fell to the ground, revealing her naked body before me. She took off her headdress, revealing her bright red hair. I stood aghast at her appearance, looking much like she did at 18. "It's amazing what they can do with plastic surgery and gene therapy these days," she walked up to me and placed my hand on her shaven snatch. "I want to fuck you." She whispered in my ear and smiled. I backed up towards the Priest, who nodded, as I looked around and noted more and more naked women appearing, not just Gwen and now Kathleen in all their glory.

"What is this?" I said, fear on my voice as something was spooking me. Was this an underwater tomb?

"We're the Sisters of John the Inseminator. Awaiting the day of your awakening so you can impregnate us in God's name." I backed into the cool glass of the dome. There were maybe fifty of them, but that wasn't too bad. I could probably get to them all in three days if I work hard enough. But before I could negotiate a timescale, my head was enveloped in black cloth.