Holy Communion

As Renee sat back down, she felt the rush of air against her skin and looked down in horror expecting to see her bare body baring back at her. But instead, the restrained fabric and feeling of her sports bra pressed against her chest had washed away Renee’s fears. As far as she was concerned she was imagining things. However if she checked her still bare legs, and even considered her buttocks were still moving a little more freely than usual, Renee would’ve still been concerned. Tim only smirked as he began setting the preparations for the final part of his scheme.

For those who couldn’t make it into the church, they had luckily set up a live stream. The cameras had surrounded the church so that every angle could be seen. Usually perverts took advantage of this to look down dresses of women who refused to wear bras with their church attire. Renee was glad to have her bra back, knowing that the class nerd Melvin was one of these creeps who would constantly tell his fellow geeks about the site he had created. Renee had seen it, and it unfortunately had a section dedicated to her and the escapades caught by bystanders. “God will surely protect me.” Renee whispered to herself, as her row was called upon to begin the communion. Zeke could only glance slightly at the way his friend’s athletic booty would rattle her dress.

Renee stood in line awaiting her turn, slowly singing along to the hymn of Amazing Grace as it echoed back against the walls. She gulped when she noticed Father Max, who had seen her in all her glory at the store on her first day of senior year. She shook off the thought, as he still hadn’t recognized it was her; it still unnerved Renee that the priest would constantly eye her down every Sunday.

Finally, it was Renee’s turn as her brother grabbed the wafer before Max could finish the saying. Renee only sighed as she smiled toward the priest and held out her hands in a cupped fashion.

“The body of Christ. The bread of heaven…” Father Max smiled, looking Renee in the eyes this time. She reactively smiled as she reached out toward him, and Tim pressed his button.

Just as the wafer hit her hand, the familiar sensation of a harsh gust upon her body instantly morphed Renee's face into that of pure mortification. The whole church let out an exhaled gasp, and a messed up chord from the organ led into silence. All eyes were on Renee right now.

For yet again, she was now without a stitch upon her lovely modelesque body. Her plush buttocks quivered as Zeke who drank in the sights of the pale moon before him. In front of her church. Which was also recording live at the highest quality possible. And Melvin immediately reached for his lotion.

Father Max finally remembered seeing Renee at the grocery store; as her pale,sizable splendiferous bossom bounced from having no cloth shieldings to hold them anymore. No doubt this was the random nude girl he saw earlier that year. Looking downward, he saw that crotch had become a little more bushy than the last time he had seen her clean shaven. She was glaring at him, which elicited a smirk from the priest. The air conditioner had kicked on, causing her medium sized nipples to start puffing up, and a mischievous breeze constantly blowing between her legs.The cold finally kicked her brain back into movement after standing for a whole 30 seconds in the middle of her church. The comments began to break the silence.

“Of course the redhead’s a sinner!”

“This is a church young lady, have you no shame!?”

“What a meaty ass…”

“Man, isn’t that the **** Redhead? Amazing effects...girl just can’t stop being nude.”

“I ain’t complaining…”

Renee did what she usually did at this point, screaming at the top of her lungs before throwing her hands over her frontal intimates to the best of her ability as she turned around pushing past the line still waiting for their daily bread. Instead getting a load of cake on Renee who unknowingly was giving everyone a magnificent view of the jiggly, juicy splendor that was her round rearend. While everyone else got to see her try and fail to cover her rocking rack. Tim only smirked quietly as he walked toward Renee and watched waiting to press his button one final time.

As she made her way towards the exit, a bright flash engulfed her as she found herself back inside the church. But this time, she had been bound to the cross hung in front. Her buttocks were perfectly set between the vertical piece, clapping together with each futile tug. Where everyone could see Renee's birthday suit at a somewhat better angle. She could only hear laughter, cheers, and jeers from the people who a majority of the males had pulled out their phones to record this miracle.

Her mouth had been gagged with her own boxer briefs as she tried desperately to break free of the zipties that held her arms on both sides of the horizontal piece. This only gave everyone in the church a fantastic look at what two teenage breasts slapping together had looked like, and the livestream had the biggest recorded viewer count in the history of the church.