Inquisition

"In nomine domini qui celum et terram regit! Ego te deleo, et hunc celestis famulum emundes! Discedite, spiritus malitiae et luxuriae.Haec aqua, a Sancta Sede consecrata, tibi fiat importabile claustrum.

Gehennae flammis in aeternum ardeas!

Fiat, amen."

First time Laura heard that. Her normal "awakening" was usually accompanied by moans of lust, screams, squelching, obscenities ... But never - Latin pray, which pierced her very soul, freezing and burning it at the same time.

The man who had just fucked her body, thus bringing her back for a short time from the oblivion into which the witch sent her, recited his litany in a confident, composed voice, with even breathing, as if he had not just had sex with an insatiable slut.

Suddenly for herself, Laura noticed that, firstly, she was already clearly more than a couple of seconds in her mind, which she was usually given, and secondly, she was not tormented by the pictures of what she had lost.

And then, molten lava spilled onto her bare back!

...Or so it seemed to her. Because instead of the smell of burning meat, she smelled incense...

... And finally she woke up.

"I... I'm me again???" - Laura asked in amazement, afraid even to move.

"Amen. Praise Heaven for this. Although my work is just beginning," the voice of the speaker was deep and warm.

Around that moment, Laura realized that she was still standing "in doggy style" in front of ... And in front of whom? Priest? Another sorcerer?

The girl yelped and rolled onto her back, grabbing the blanket as she went and wrapping herself in it. Yes, she knew what other Laura was doing with her body, and it would seem that there should not have been a single gram of shame left in her. However, now she was herself again. And the path passed by other Laura did not her ....

... A wave of memories covered her mind .... The same repeating type, unfortunately - sex-sex-sex ... She seemed to be synchronized with her bodies again. There was nothing personal in this memory. It was the memory of the body. But this memory threatened to break her. Therefore, with the fervor of a drowning man clutching a stick, she grabbed the man's hand, which lay on her forehead and simply ordered "forget it!" ....

... It took Laura about an hour to calm down, three huge mugs of hot tea, a blanket and Richard's patience. Yes, that was the name of her savior.

"My name is Richard. I am the Senior Acolyte Interrogator of His Holy See, the Roman branch of the Congregation for the Defense of the Holy Faith. In other words, I am from the Inquisition."

"In ... in ... Inquisition?! Are you an inquisitor?!" - In surprise, Laura began to stutter.

"Yes, my child." The inquisitor folded his hands with a boat and muttered something else in Latin - "you were bewitched. What the witch make with you is unacceptable. There is no place on our land for this witchcraft! You need to get stronger, come to your senses. Later, I will have to interrogate you We need to find a witch. "

"... and ... and destroy!" - Laura exhaled loudly.

“And destroy,” the inquisitor agreed.

“A child ... I look older than you,” the girl said bitterly looking in the mirror at the entrance to the room - “What this scum did with my body, my life ... to whom I look like ....”

The inquisitor silently approached her. Laura did not move away. They were familiar with only a couple of hours, but she already completely trusted this person.

The inquisitor laid his hands on her head and mumbled something. It seemed to Laure that the room was flooded with a warm, golden light. When the light scattered, she rushed to the mirror with hope ...

Well, the result turned out ... intermediate.

On the one hand, her face became fresh, her body returned the former elasticity ... She felt something strange and ran her hand between her legs. Well, it seems that her tight pussy was again with her.

But, her external labia remained a huge “camel pawing” (her tongue did not turn to call it a “paw”).

Huge silicone boobs - became even more protruding, the nipples were pink again, but the implants did not disappear, and the fact that their living flesh was even more obscured for her artificial chest even more unnecessary and sexy appearance.

Her hair, fading during whoring - again became a luxurious shock of honey hair.

The skin again acquired a healthy, tanned appearance, but there was all the vulgar piercing, including the clitoris, and, most importantly, completely vulgar, vulgar, and tresh tattoos remained in place. Inscriptions like "whore", "cumslut" on the scrolls wrapped her hands on her back, on the back, a little higher than the lush and elastic ass - some other humiliating tattoo was flaunted ...

In general, she was about half the way between the old and the new Laura.

She was angry at the same time, but, for some reason, very excited.

And also - now she had a goal in her life.

The girl once again, appraisingly, looked around in the mirror, and then turned sharply in heels (in her normal life, she would never have dressed such a defiant abomination, but the body, pronounced by her new personality, felt as comfortable in them - it seems she was no longer shining. Short heels) and looked into the eyes of Richard.

“I want to take part in its destruction, my lord. From now on I want to be devoted to the Inquisition with my soul and body, in any case - until I commit ****” - Laura sank into one knee. To their own surprise, it is not graceful how to expect, but decisively, as a warrior in front of his commander.

“I take your oath,” the inquisitor simply said.

P.S

Feel free to add your options for the further development of events. Add the photos of "Laura" and in general - do free!

After 10 days, I hope I can add my own option. But I really hope that there will be many of your own options before.