Sister Hannah

The easiest way to get Hannah on her own would be to volunteer with her in the soup kitchen in the evening. After all of the poor dregs of humanity cleared out, the other nuns who volunteered slowly started to trickle out. Hannah's volunteer spirit would always have her be the last out, so she'd end up closing the place up by herself. Not tonight though.

"Abby, Willow. I can't tell you how grateful I am to have company while closing up. I normally walk back to the convent alone every night. Of course, no one much bothers a nun..."

'Especially not a nun that could crush your skull with her bare thighs,' thought Willow. She took the book out so its aura of lust would really start to kick in, she set it just out of sight on the counter. "Of course, Sister. You're always so generous with your time for others. You set a great example for those of us who are just learning what service to the Lord really means." Well... maybe not the example she's thinking of.

Willow observed that distant look slowly setting into Hannah's eyes, and subtly motioned to Abby, that was her cue.

"Sister Hannah, are you well?" Asked Abby sweetly, her honeyed voice hid her intentions beautifully as she laid a hand on Hannah's shoulder.

Willow observed something in Hannah's will faltering, she moved in to add pressure, "yes, you have a troubled look Sister," Willow took one of the powerful brunette's hands in between her own. She was in front of Hannah, and Abby behind.

Hannah felt warm... there was no reason to. The kitchen was closed and everything was off. She felt Abby's gentle hand on her shoulder and her innocent voice, but she didn't really make out the words. Then Willow was holding her hand. Why... why did their touch feel so good? "S-something's not right I s-I-should..." then she felt the two surround her. The two shorter women, Willow and hugging her front, and Abby from behind. She was sandwiched, and it felt so good. Why did Willow smell so good? When did she lose her clothes? Wait. Where are Willow's clothes? Is that Abby's hands on her breasts? That's Willow's hand on he- "OH GOD. OH GOOD GOD. IT FEELS GOOD. WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME!?"

Willow grinned as Hannah experienced the first of many orgasms. She was also very glad the soup kitchen was another building altogether. It was an old cafeteria-style restaurant that let the convent run the kitchen after they closed for the day. It had no one else nearby to hear Hannah's revelry.

She had no idea how, but at some point Hannah had ended up on her back, with her head resting in Abby's lap, she was sweetly petting her hair and face. While Willow was in between her legs with a- "cock?" Her brain froze. What was happening?

"That's right." Willow said, and stroked her cock with one hand while teasing Hannah's slit with her other, "you want it? You just have to do one tinsy, tiny, little thing for me..."

"W-what would you have me do?" Why did she want this so badly? This wasn't normal.

"Just become mine... Hannah. A world of pleasure you've never imagined. Do you have any kinks you've had to suppress? Fantasies you've always wanted to live out. Just ask Abby," she tilted her head playfully to the dark-haired woman quietly stroking Hannah's face.

Abby giggled, "that's right... I gave myself to her, and now she's the mommy I never had," she whimpers softly at that, feeling the warmth between her legs.

"So what can I do for you, Hannah? Tell me anythin-"

"Xena Warrior Princess," the powerful brunette blurted out.

Willow flinched, and she looked to Abby, who with her wide eyes, shrugged. "Okay, I'm gonna need something more to work with Hannah. Lucy Lawless isn't as young as she used to be."

Hannah had a teary nostalgic eye, "I... I.. I told my parents I wanted to be strong like her, and have beautiful friends, and a little blonde girlfriend to take of. They didn't like that. I was sent to a Catholic boarding school," she sniffled, "to this day I still haven't seen the last episodes..."

Meanwhile, in the book...

Jezzy was holding Lily who was sobbing her eyes out, "that really gets me in the feeeeelz. I still don't know how Farscape ended!"

Back in the bone zone...

Willow and Abby hugged Hannah tightly, "Shh, you're already incredibly strong. We can make you even stronger if you want... you'll definitely have beautiful friends," she grinned broadly and stroked Hannah's cheek. "and we can definitely get you a little blonde girlfriend, that will need just an itsy bitsy bit of work, but I promise you that." Honestly, Hannah had the physique to be an amazon princess.

Abby gently wiped a tear away from Hannah's face who smiled hopefully, a slight blush as maybe a part of her was embarrassed how much she'd repressed that. "Honestly, I'd-I'd storm the golden gate itself for you if you could make that happen..." Perhaps she wasn't entirely in her right mind, but she knew what she wanted.

Willow arched an eyebrow at that, "weeeelll... hopefully, there won't be any storming involved... I mean... unless there are a lot of fine ass angels there waiting to get knocked up. But you're definitely my number one choice for storming anything." Though the thought of catching and breaking in one of said fine ass angels if they did exist, was not unappealing.

"Then please, fuck me... whatever you have to do. Make me feel alive again," Hannah said, spreading her legs for Willow, she laid her head back into Abby's lap gazing up at her with a nervous smile.

"Mommy's gonna make you feel real good, Hannah..." she whispers furtively, "then I'ma make you feel good... Mommy changed me so consuming or absorbing her cum makes me stronger," with a twinkle in her eyes.

Willow positioned herself at Hannah's entrance, she was super wet but this was gonna still gonna be tight. She pushed in bit by bit, spreading the woman's pussy lips enough to get the head of her cock in. Just a little more... Yeah there it was, the telltale sign of virginity. Willow was gonna be racking up V-Cards left and right. She'd been gentle with Abby, but with Hannah... she had a feeling the big gal could handle it. Backing out just a bit, Willow thrust all the way home until she was buried in Hannah, "You barely look like you barely noticed it, but only hurts a little and just the first time. Do need me to stay still for a bit, or are you good Hannah?"

It felt strange to Hannah, more alien than anything else. To have Willow inside of her... at least at first. Then the warmth came back stronger than before. She could feel her muscles clamp down on around her cock, and discovered if she tried she could squeeze it just slightly. That seemed to make Willow... happy? "I'm good, Sister. Fuck me please..."

That was all Willow needed, she started thrusting in and out of her soon-to-be new minion, her eyes widened and she groaned in pleasure when she felt the walls clamping down on her cock, it was so strong around her. Not enough to be painful but it would certainly slow her entry or exit. She started to realize Hannah enjoyed doing that. So with her most devilish grin, she reached down to Hannah's, surprisingly hairless, pussy and found her clit and began to work it with her thumb while thrusting. Hannah shuddered at that, Willow pounded her now unimpeded. She was still super tight though.

"Sis-Wil-Mistress... there's something... something cominnnnnnnggg!" Hannah came again unintentionally milking Willow's cock now.

Willow wisely let go, "so I am, Princess, so am I..." she groaned lustfully and buried herself in Hannah's womb, letting her powerful walls milk the tainted seed out. She ground herself up inside though, stirring as she flooded her newly loyal 'warrior Princess.' That made her giggle internally. Still, having someone as strong as Hannah around would be great. Plus she can cook! 'Note to self: turn one of those cosplay people that make stupidly good recreations of things. Get Hannah that outfit. Try to survive the hug that ensues.'

Willow noticed something else as she collapsed on top of Hannah. She didn't come nearly as hard as when Abby was calling her 'mommy.' She wasn't sure if it was because she was still spent from the huge load after she first got her cock this morning... or if that meant something about her. She felt herself twitch inside Hannah at the thought of Abby calling her that. Yep... she didn't know if that was a fetish? A kink? No idea, but it does something for her. Was it the taboo associated with it? Maybe it was her own lack of a family? She tried to imagine if she were like Abby... a powerful older woman that cared for you an-oh damn it she felt her cock twitch again. Okay. Maybe that's just her association with Abby. What about if she had a big sister that looked after and taught her things, spent time - oh fuck. Would a younger sister do the same? Someone she looked after and protected an- fucking hell. Does it count as an **** fetish if technically you don't even know if you have blood relatives? Willow was pretty sure this made her some kind of broken.

"Mommy?" Abby was smiling sweetly at her.

Willow smiled back at her 'daughter' Okay yeah... she kinda wanted to fuck her cum drunk again the moment she heard that and saw her face. "Mmmh, what is it, baby girl? You want your meal?"

Abby nodded enthusiastically, "would it be too much to ask... for you to fuck me while I eat Hannah out for your delicious cum... and to make her squirm Mommy?"

Fucking diamonds.

Meanwhile in the book...

"It's no good sis. We can't get a streaming service in here... Might as watch our mortal... oh my." Said Jezzy as she observed Willow pounding Abby, while Hannah held Abby's face to her crotch. "We've created a monster," she said with reverence.

"Ain't it beau-ti-ful?" added Lilly.