Goddess, forgive me!

Lady Cecelia's heart pounded. Inside her, conflicting emotions were swirling like a maelstrom. Here was an avatar of the goddess she had devoted her entire life to serving, talking to her personally for the first time. As a young acolyte, she had studied the epics of Vermael and the other gods of the pantheon scrupulously. She had lived her life so the goddess wanted her to- with chastity, purity, justice, and a desire to see evil stamped out from the world. When her time came, she had begged to be sent from the convent as a holy paladin, so that she could personally slay the foul, lustful monsters of the world and spread peace and safety by the sword. In all that time, her prayers were whispered silently to the skies with nary a reply nor a sign. Here, the goddess addressed her directly, and at her lowest point.

She knew what she must look like now. She was after all a beautiful young girl with a great buoyant bust, sensual hips, and a pretty, innocent face, all slathered in loathsome oozing monster cum. Just an hour before, she had been reamed by gangs of perverted subterranean monsters. She didn't know how many, nor care, so long as her body made their thick hard cocks climax. The toads' aphrodisiac still lingered in her body, though subtly. What had brought her around was the feeling of having her holes roughly stuffed and injected with buckets of cum. It had made her love the toads, and wonder why she had waited so long to loose her virginity. She remembered thinking, If I knew it was this good, I would have fucked all the horses in the stable before I even left the convent...

"Your chastity is forfeit. You can never again be a holy paladin," declared the visage of Vermael.

"No, goddess, please!" Cum bubbled and spattered from her lips as she begged. "The monsters controlled my mind with poison. I was bound... as... as a human woman, I was bound to serve them, as much as if I were chained!" Cecelia shifted to her knees and clasped her hands together before her chest.

"Even if chains did bind you, it would be your duty to resist them. So too, Archesh was snared by Creatos of Aedler, and he chewed off his own foot to return to me."

"Oh, goddess of justice, I would serve you even if you would forsake me. I am yours to dispose of, but let me repent by offering each of these wretched monsters as a sacrifice to you!" Even as she said the words, remorse spread through her. Even now, she missed the feeling of a plump toad cock trying to **** its way into her womb. She loved the feeling of having another one deep in her ass as well- the way she could feel the two cocks rubbing together inside her.

"This pleases me," said Vermael. "Though you never again can be my paladin, you can still banish evil in my name. Take my sword, Servixor, and cleanse this place of corruption."

Cecelia gasped. the statue seemed to return to its original position, and the din of the gleeful toads once again filled the chamber. As she looked closely at the statue, it now seemed clear that the sword it held was a different piece altogether. Could it be? Even if she could take it, it must be two meters tall, and made of solid bronze... Nevermind, she decided. Vermael will be my strength.

Lady Cecelia Whitelance, former paladin of the goddess and current cum addicted monster slut, leapt to her feet. the circle- jerking toads didn't even seem to notice her. They often forgot about a girl once they had fucked her **** and hid her from sight with layers of their spunk. She crossed the distance to the statue quickly with breasts bouncing, cum dripping, and the patter of her bare but determined steps. There was just a single moment of pause from the croaking toads as she reached up and grabbed the pommel of the bronze sword with both hands. Then, the toads all shared a belly laugh.

She flung her arms through the air in an arc and the huge, heavy sword came free. It made the sound like the peal of a bell, ringing through the chamber. The toads all blinked and covered the sides of their head with their big rubbery webbed hands. Even the slumbering ones lining the cave walls jumped. Light seemed to emit from the towering sword and the chamber was suddenly bright as noon.

The toads didn't know what to think. Many of them still had rock hard erections with precum dangling shamelessly from the tips. They barely had a chance to flinch.

Servixor flashed across the room as though on its own. Cleaving through the thick body of a grown cave toad did not even slow it down. Their soft flesh parted, and their roiling innards spilled onto the floor. Toads collided with each other and tripped only to be rent in half or run through by the retributive power of the blade. By the time Cecelia had realized what was happening, nearly two dozen rapine cave toads lie dead. They were dissected and slashed into pieces by the relentless blade. Piles of their gore lie in pools of black ichor. One of their froglike legs, disembodied, twitched its last on the floor at her feet.

"Thanks, Vermael. Now, to find my friends."

[Item gained: Servixor]
[Class changed: berserker]