Evening Services

“Welcome one and all.” A booming voice sounded somewhere behind Viviana. The voice began to drone on, but she was distracted by the sudden feeling of pressure at her pussy entrance.

The person behind her had an absolutely massive cock, and she could feel every inch of girth stretching her to the breaking point. She couldn’t help but whine as he droned on. The men began jerking themselves to hardness and the women playing with their pussies as the priest continued to talk and enter Viviana. Finally, she felt him bump against her cervix. She braced herself for another pounding, but realized the priest was just holding his cock inside her dripping orifice.

Viviana understood what her role was now. She was cockwarming the high priest. She felt his cock pulse and twitch inside her, but it wasn’t enough to stimulate her. She yearned to move her hips, to start to fuck herself even if it was in front of an entire congregation, but she was locked too well in place. She was **** to be still. Her entire mind was occupied by the feeling of being so full but not being able to do anything.

Soon, she saw a spell growing above the congregation. She heard the sound of fucking behind her in the vicinity of the altar and saw the powerful sexual energy begin to charge the runes. Suddenly the spell cast and rippled out through the congregation. Viviana felt a tingle as the magic ran through her. The women splayed out throughout the congregation all began to writhe and moan. Viviana was more and more **** for the cock inside her to fuck her. She also felt a twinge and realized something horrifying. She was releasing another egg to be fertilized by the creature behind her. Already pregnant, she was going to be subjected to more breeding. That’s what her body was now: an incubator for babies birthed in honor of the horrible, orcish fertility god.

As the men rose and began to enter the women of their row, Viviana finally got her wish. The man behind her began thrusting. She’d recognized the magic. She’d learned to ward against it very early, but was stripped of her ability to cast now. It was a fertility and virility spell. There was no doubt: any woman who felt that magic would be leaving the temple bred. And she was one of those women. She felt every vein of the cock fucking her and moaned. She was horrified at the idea of being **** to carry another baby, and all the more horrified at the question of how many more, but she knew without a doubt she would be.

The creature behind her groaned and she felt him press his cock against her cervix. The tip twitched and he began pumping his seed inside her. Viviana’s belly felt heavy with the **** of the sperm entering her womb. She cried into her gag as she sensed his sperm find one of her fertile eggs, planting another baby in her already bred uterus. She would grow even bigger with child, proof of how far she’d been disgraced. The once proud tease who relished being untouchable to men was now bred with two strangers’ babies. She suspected she was carrying another half-orc abomination, but truth be told she didn’t know. And that turned her on all the more.

The pleasure of feeling a cock twitch inside her added to the pressure growing between her legs. The westthorn ointment did its job and blocked her satisfaction. She was crying with the pain of her denied pleasure as the priest began thrusting again, forcing his cum deeper inside her even if she was already claimed. She was dimly aware of the men of the congregation cumming inside their women and the moans of the women as they were bred too. Some of them cried out in pain and she knew these had been forcibly impregnated. Some of them cried out in joy as they got their wish of a baby inside them.

As the men came, she saw a glow begin to gather in the light fixtures. She realized the temple gathered the sexual energy of the congregants to power the magic of the place. Viviana didn’t know what they did with it, but she was sure it was nothing good. She felt a share of her power be drawn into the inherent temple magic as she came again on the high priest’s cock. Her pussy squeezed another load from his dick, drawing it deeper inside her.

Finally the high priest pulled out. He walked away somewhere else, leaving Viviana locked into the pulpit. She was panting and flushed from the build up of sensitivity and pleasure. Her muscles felt weak and tense at the same time. She was left there for some time until Amelia came back to lead her and the two other girls back to the temple harem. The three girls sank onto cushions, exhausted from being the centerpieces of the evening services. Viviana noticed the other two girls cradling their bellies, already showing a small bump. She looked in horror at her own tummy. An even bigger bump. Something in the spell must accelerate the pregnancy. She had even less time with her magic than she thought.

As she lay back, exhausted and despondent but also overwhelmed with the **** of the pleasure built up between her legs, and sleep started to take her, Viviana despaired, alone in dangerous territory with a ticking clock on her magic.