The Homewreck, part 1

The Congregation of the Holy Faith seems to have taken good care of its servants.

At the disposal of the inquisitor was a Mercedes-Benz V-class converted into something like a mobile headquarters or office. A black, tinted car, from the inside with its luxury, could even surprise Laura, a woman from a far from poor family.

A bunch of screens on which some graphics were spinning or photographs of scrolls written in incomprehensible languages were opened, a whole real bookshelf with rare books, judging by the oldness of their spines. Comfortable chairs with massage function.

There was even a good mini-bar, where Laura immediately poked her head, but pulled herself back. There was more of the old whore left in her body than she would have liked. And this had to be eradicated.

They talked all the way to their hometown, and only approaching their quarter did she realize that this was the promised interrogation. The interrogator conducted the conversation so competently that she herself, without noticing it, told everything that he could possibly need. At the same time, she was even able to screw in a few of her own questions, having learned, for example, that inquisitors are not clerics in the usual sense of the word and therefore are not subject to celibacy. To her great surprise, she also learned that the Church operates quite officially, within the framework of a charter concluded with the US government, allowing the Inquisition to carry out the fight against witchcraft. The disclosure of such a conspiracy theory, for some reason, wildly aroused the girl. However - she did not allow her body to dissolve her hands. In the end, as a legacy from her previous incarnation, she received a very frustrating ability to be sexually aroused for any reason.

However, she did not ask the main question. Didn't risc. She would very much like to know what was going on between her and the Inquisitor. But to know the answer - it was too scary ...

...The minibus stopped near a local supermarket, at the official parking lot of the store. Richard moved into the salon, put forward some kind of complex console, and carried out some technical manipulations. Laura heard the sound of the servos on the roof of the mobile headquarters muffled by the hull, and then, on the largest central screen, the image from the drone appeared. The Inquisitor launched the "bird" and now confidently led her to Laura's dop, captured by the witch. The modern Inquisition seems to have relied not only on prayer but also on high technology.

“The Vatican is not in vain considered one of the richest countries in the world,” thought Laura, seeing the possibilities of drone optics. At the minimum approach, judging by the panorama, the "bird" circled at a height of several kilometers, capturing not only the suburb where Laura's family lived, but the entire downtown. But as soon as Richard touched a few buttons, the front door of her house jumped towards them with the speed of a starship. Previously, Laura had only seen this in "CSI:Crime Scene".

The first person Laura saw was Angie. However, she recognized her most intuitively. Angie lost a lot of weight around the waist, but her breasts became even larger than they were before. She was wearing a short skirt, fishnet stockings, and very high heels. The skirt hugged her very plump ass.

"Looks like the witch changed her... I think her weight stayed the same, she just moved the fat in her body..." - Laura, to her own surprise, felt calm and confident. One would expect that after seeing what the witch did to her children, she would go into hysterics. Instead, Laura went into a state of cold, very calculating, analytical fury.

Already on the way to the house, Angie stopped, apparently hearing the phone ring. She picked up the phone, had a short conversation with someone, and then quickly went towards the house of Mr. Brown, the very neighbor whom Laura saw last when she left her house. The drone's camera zoomed slightly and Laura saw the neighbor himself leaving the house. Angie jumped over the white fence separating their houses without hesitation, and immediately plopped down on her knees in front of Mr. Brown, reaching out with her hands to his fly.

"Zoom up?" asked Richard.

"No need. I already know what I'll see there. This witch has a very bad imagination. If she turned my second daughter into a prostitute, I'll probably even feel some disappointment ..."

"People possessed by Darkness are characterized by the repetition of a pattern. Only Light can create, my dear Laura. Darkness can only distort and pervert. Therefore, having given themselves to Darkness in exchange for power, sorcerers and witches most often lose their creativity, limiting themselves only to a narrow sector of interests that dominated at the time of the conclusion of the Contract" - the inquisitor turned to her and she caught in his gaze ... Approval? It seems that in some way, Richard considered her as his student.

"Yeah, and presumably when Camille sold her soul to Darkness - she was obsessed with the idea of sex? Is that why everything she does revolves around sex and sexuality in one way or another?" - Laura decided not to disappoint her "mentor". However, having named it so mentally - she immediately "removed the quotes", she realized that she LIKE to be his student. She wants to learn all this and strangle witches and warlocks around the world like a fox terrier strangles rats.