A New Purpose

Unashamed moaning could be heard from the dark chapel interior as Annette, at the end of a long trail of grey cum violently rode one of the zombies at the base of the altar, with her hand on the maggot-ridden meat stick from her initial lover, sloughing loose flesh and maggots down the side of her chest as her stained lips formed a seal around the remaining zombie's shaft. Her head bobbed on the cock as she sucked for another helping of the disgustingly rotten seed. Her thumb traced the slit of the diseased rod on her side as she put pressure in an attempt to get the creature to orgasm.

*...Popppp*

While still moaning around the dick in her mouth, she lets go of the maggoty cock briefly, her hand reaching down to reinsert the zombie below her as her hand traced the trails of the thick grey strands to the source, pulling it back to her pussy and lowering herself back onto it with another gasp of pleasure. It didn't take much more stimulation for the most rotting zombie of the bunch to release its filth down her body, thick maggoty fluid with the consistency of porridge slid down her pale skin, this time staining in a peculiar, deliberate pattern just below her stomach.

Rolling her tongue around the cock in her mouth and sucking down the dark pre-cum, she barely noticed her environment changing. Her quaint little chapel seemed more.. decrepit, shadows cast by the moonlight seemed to only get thicker despite the approaching dawn and she could have sworn there were more flies around her sexual partners than normal...

She popped her lips from the cock, as much as she didn't want to, and glanced down at the slight burning feeling on her skin as she noticed the pattern. She struggled to think back to her teachings, back when she was an innocent young woman, and eventually recalled the symbol.

This mark was branded on servants of Hoxlous, the dark god of **** and decay.

Looking around again she saw flickers of green embers on the candles, and noticed piles of assorted grey viscera and bones around the edges of the room. Insects crawled out from between the slabs and moved towards the rotting meat. In her mind, Annette heard an unfamiliar male voice:

"My my... You certainly seem like a devout follower... I think I might claim you along with this place"

Annette, taking a big breath, polluting her lungs with the overwhelming stench of decay she had come to love, instead of returning to the zombie she was servicing, instead faced the still-dripping maggot-ridden cock and sucked it into her mouth with a moan, as if to show loyalty to her new deity.

ENDING 02: Servant of Rot

*Author's note: Happy to bring you another "Bad End" leaning a bit more into the corruption side of things this time for Annette, fated to serve disgusting creatures for as long as her new god wants her to! (Not that I think she'd want to stop anymore...)

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