Reflection and repentance?

You had returned to the shop, changed into you new robes and gone for a walk, it was midday and the weather was suprisingly good, a small square in front of the Temple of the Silver Spire, had trees , gardens and benches, you sat down to think out what go do next, Bidharu's voice a constant source of ideas, some that would bring far too much attention.

First off was Gleisha's request, women to mother more of her green clan, you had heard goblin gestation was only a week, but your spawn seemed even faster, the thought of Eamoly had crossed your mind first, but the mask of the shop front was perfect to hide you at present.

At your instruction Frona would travel to Wolfsbane soon, she was certainly a candidate , but maybe a few more would be needed, staring at your feet in contemplation , you are broken from your thoughts,

"Surely it can't be that bad"

A woman stands not two foot away from you, mid thirties you recognize her attire, she wears the same drab smock dress that Greya wore, but she did have a heavy silver chain around her neck, her curves made the dress bulge more than Greya did too, her long black hair loosely tied back had streaks of grey that made her distinguished and her piercing blue eyes bore into your soul.

"Just slightly lost sister" you reply

"Come inside child, the sisters are here for the lost" she walks towards the temple, you get up and follow, feeling slightly strange as you enter its walls, seeing you go pale she stops, "are you ok? " you nod and wave her on, leading you through the main chapel and into some side rooms, you start to feel better.

"Would you like a drink?" She pours two glasses of water, "if you would like to talk we won't be disturbed" the room is plain with two bench seats down either side, she hands you a glass and takes a seat.

Bidharu was uncontrollable, the temple had been unpleasnt to enter, and now his infinte lust was telling you to bed the sister in front of you, admittedly she was attractive enough but your common sense tried to appease him, "I am cursed sister, my desires control me" you blurt out, your robes starting to bulge, twtich in her sight.

Her eyes widen at your words , her gaze distracted by your groin, "oh protect us" she says , closing her eyes and cletching her hands, standing again she moves towards you, "why do you think you are cursed, you are just weak , given in to desire, give yourself to true worship and your soul shall find peace" her rhetoric restores her calm face.

A grin spreads across your face, "But sister i do worship, i worship the flesh, and carnal desire, fornication and wanton nature" , you stand and circle her as you speak, the bulge growing at your groin, she closes her eyes again you can almost feel her resolve waiver, her belief pure she had no real power, you grasp her shoulders making her jump, you whisper in her ear "Sister it is soooo hard it hurts...."

You grab a handful of her full breast, she shreiks breaking from your grip, her eyes stare at you then your bulge then you again, "I am a Mother superior of the Silver Spire" her voice breaks slightly as she speaks, she stops as you pull apart your robes releasing your growing member, she falls to her knees eyes widening in fear, "demon" she mouths silently , her eyes transfixed by your pulsing throbbing cock