Get a few helping hands

The next morning after their morning prayers, and once the sisters go into the vineyards for chores you gather Mother Superior Kalla into her office. "How did you sleep?" You ask her casually.

"Not well." She admits. "Excitement and fear were keeping me up all night. Not to mention my new addition grows hard if even a breeze touches it.

You nod. "Now you know the burden of the cock. You can never return to the blissful ignorance of the pussy, but fear not little sister. I'll teach you to control these impulses into a way that is pleasing to the goddess."

Despite herself Kalla nods eagerly. "I'm ready to learn."

"First we'll need help." You tell her. "Summon the two newest acolytes of your order. They won't be as steeped in dogma as the others. We'll show them the new truth of Silver Spire, and they'll help us show the others."

Kalla followed your orders and within a few minutes Sisters Mora and Waverly were standing in the superior's office, hands clasped before them. The rough farming robes of Brillah doing nothing for their figures.

"Greeting sisters." You say as Kalla takes her place by your side. "You may call me Prophet, Brillah has sent me to Silver Spire to introduce her new dogma to the priesthood here."

Mora looked surprised. "A new dogma?"

"It happens from time to time." Kalla said, at home herding acolytes. "As the world advances and changes so too do the values of the gods. It's not a static thing."

"Quite so." You agree. "The point is Brillah had brought revelation to this temple, and you two will be the first of the congregation to see it's light."

Despite themselves they both thrummed with joy. "Why us?" Waverly dared ask.

"You're young." Kalla explained. "You're not so steeped in the old ways that you can not make room for the new. "

"Indeed." You gesture to Kalla. "Who them the new ways."

The Mother Superior freezes. Not expecting this turn of events. "W-I-I can't!"

You squint at her. "Disrobe, and show them the blessing Brillah has brought upon us all."

Kalla squirms and nods her head meekly. She undoes a few knots on her robes and let's it fall to her feet in a puddle. True to her word the moment her cock touches the air it sprints to life, and greets the younger priests with a salute.

Waverly looks like she'll faint, and Mora just looks at the hearty tool in terror.

"Fertility." You inform them. "Is not simply a thing of the land. It is of our bodies as well. Do the devout not pray to Brillah for the blessing of a child? The Goddess in all her wisdom wishes to expand this part of her portfolio. The priests of Silver Spire have been chosen to lead this sect. To explore and mediate on the fertility of the body. That is why Sister Kalla now sports a very healthy and fertile cock."

Both the sisters gulp as they look at it. Kalla squirms under their gaze.

I take the sister superior by her shoulders, and sit her down in a chair. "You don't have to accept these truths all at once, but you do have to assist the sister superior in her own development." You take a rope you found the the attic, and begin to tie Kalla to her chair. You're a master at the rope, and in no time flat you have the sister's naked body completely exposed, and helpless on her throne.

"What are you doing?" They all ask as you do your work.

"At the moment Kalla feels a strong urge to do what is natural and plant her seed in fertile vessels." The blush on everyone's cheeks proves that they understand your meaning. "These urges are a challenge we must help the sister overcome if she is to lead Silver Spire into it's glorious future. But as you can see..." Your Flick Kalla's dong and it bounces about still stiff as iron. "It's going to take some work."

"What kind of work?" Mora asks. The pretty redhead's face is bright red from all of this.

It's hard to keep from smiling, but your character must take this all as a holy burden. "The two of you shall attempt to seduce Kalla

"What?" Gawks Mora

"What?" Gawks Waverly

"What?" Even Kalla gets in on the gawking.

"It's quite a common practice." You say truthfully. "Priests of many orders in many religions will undergo similar tests of purity. Serving in a whorehouse, to spending a month in seclusion with a temple virgin."

Waverly gulped. "Why does it have to be us?"

"You would have your Sister Superior serve in a whorehouse?" I ask reproachfully.

"No of course not!" Waverly turns to Kalla frantically. "Of course not Sister."

"Strip." You command suddenly. "Show your Superior the fertile body Brillah has blessed you with."

The two sisters gasp, and look at Kalla. "Please." The Priests asks of them. You can senses dedication and lust in her voice.

Miserably the two begin to drop their robes. Their sweaty and dirt covered bodies are revealed to you and to Kalla who moans appreciatively. You wonder which she likes more. Mora the redhead has a stockybody, well fed and soft. Waverly is a bit more lithe, with surprisingly large breasts. Each sports a wild mound of pubic hair, red and blonde. Delicious bodies either way.

"Very good." You praise and gesture for them to stand before their superior's hungry eyes. The cover their breasts and pussies in shame. What a horrid religion. Those things are the most important part of a woman, and they're taught to cover them. Shameful. "Don't cover yourself. You can't make this easy on Kalla. She must experience true temptation."

Waverly sobs and drops her hands to her side, and Mora follows.

Kalla who began the session so stoic and in control was now grinning. Her eyes were wide and she was soaking in every detail of her acolytes. From Mora's freckles to Waverly's inverted nipples.

"I know this is difficult for everyone." You say softly. "But think of the first Hunters Brillah taught to farm. Think of their hardships and woes as they transitioned into a farming culture. It will be difficult, but just as the first farmers endured so must we."

That gave the two resolve. You've been in a cult your whole life. You're well versed in religious teachings. Priests like to act like they have some secret knowledge that the peasants aren't privy too. But the truth is that a few verses from their holy books, a alagory or two, and you can make a religious person do just about anything.

You've got a monster for a dick, you're living proof!

Their bravery could not cover Kalla's enjoyment of their nakedness. She was rocking back in forth in her chair, panting softly. "Untie me." She whispered to the acolytes. "Brillah is telling me to fuck you two." She moaned. "She wants it, she wants you to have babies, my babies. Untie me, let me fuck you! Aaah! Aaaaaaah!"

The sisters didn't have time to obey or disobey Kalla grew so excited over the prospect of impregnating her priests that she blew her load. Thick ropes of cum landed on both Mora and Waverly, they both shrieked in surprise, and jumped back. Kalla just moaned and sunk into her ropes, a dazy smile on her face.

You nod solemnly at the display. "As you can see we have quite the trial ahead of us."