Converting people to Christians outside the Haven

Saun was a middle-aged man living a simple life on the isolated House just outside of Haven. He had settled there years ago, seeking solace and seclusion from the complexities of the outside world.

One sunny day, Saun heard a knock on his door. Surprised by the interruption, he opened it to find two young women standing there—Amy and Tara. They were both dressed conservatively, carrying Bibles and radiating an air of self-righteousness. Naively, they believed they could convert anyone they encountered to their simplified version of Christianity.

"Hello," Saun greeted them with a warm smile, curious about the purpose of their visit. "How may I help you?"

Tara, eager to take the lead, spoke up. "We're here to spread the word of Jesus and invite you to join us in the path to salvation. Are you familiar with our Lord and Savior?"

Saun, amused by their earnestness, decided to play along. "Oh, I'm familiar with Jesus. But tell me, what do I get after conversion?"

Tara's eyes lit up as she responded, "You get eternal life in heaven, surrounded by angels."

Saun's interest piqued further as he looked at the two young women. "Angels, you say? Will they be as pretty as you and Amy?"

Tara, taken aback by the question, nodded confidently. "Yes, they will be absolutely beautiful."

Saun, with a mischievous grin, continued, "Well, if you're so sure, why don't you prove it? Show me how pretty these angels will be."

Amy and Tara exchanged glances, slightly hesitant. But driven by their unwavering belief in their own physical beauty, they decided to humor Saun. With an air of false confidence, they began removing their clothes one by one, starting with their shoes.

Amy's feet were delicate, pampered by a lifetime of luxury. Her toenails were perfectly painted in a shade of pink that matched her lipstick, and her feet looked as flawless as her reputation. Tara's feet, despite being hidden in sneakers most of the time, were surprisingly graceful. Her toenails were unpainted, but their natural appearance gave them a certain charm.

Next, the two women unbuttoned their shirts. Amy's slender figure was accentuated by a lacy, expensive bra. Her skin was smooth and unblemished, and her breasts were perky and well-shaped. Tara, with her more voluptuous frame, wore a simple, well-worn bra that supported her ample bosom. Her skin, though not as flawless as Amy's, had a healthy glow to it.

Finally, they both unzipped their pants. Amy's designer jeans hugged her slim hips and accentuated her toned legs. As she slipped them off, she revealed matching lacy underwear that left little to the imagination. Tara's baggy jeans had hidden the true curves of her body, but as she peeled them away, Saun's eyes widened. Her figure was indeed enviable, with generous curves and a hint of softness that made her all the more alluring.

Standing before Saun, naked and ****, Amy and Tara had unknowingly revealed their true selves. In their naivety, they believed their physical appearances were the ultimate measure of beauty, their belief system untouched by the deceitful nature of the world they had yet to discover.