Let Cecelia decide

As you are thinking about what to do with the priest, another demon arrives, carrying a stack of letters. The letters were tied together with a thin role which you quickly loosen.

"More of the priest's writings have been found" said the demon.

You glance over the letters and recognize the priest's handwriting. The letters are all about you. The priest had been recording your every deed, both wicked and innocuous, for posterity. A quick inspection reveals just how sensational the priest's history was.

"The priest has been telling stories about us" you tell Cecelia and the demons. "'The new Viscount, to maintain his human visage, frequently baths in the blood of virgins. To supply this, he sends his demons out every night to seize young women from the neighbouring villages, when one cannot be found, he uses children for his Satanic rituals.'

"Well, Father, killing children? Is that what you accuse me of? I assure you, no child need fear me. You, however, should be terrified."

"What does he say about me?" asks Cecelia. You flip through the letters and hand her the first one with her name in it.

"The Viscountess has transformed her father's estate into a cloister of debauchery" Cecelia face turns a dark red. "The would-be Whore of Babylon has laid carnally with every demon, who she tries to breed with in order to produce more devil spawn. When her insatiable appetite surpasses even the demons, she turns to the young men of the village, who she corrupts. She has often been heard lamenting that she has only three orifices to please men with."

Cecelia drops the letters and walks towards the priest. Eisheth lowers him a bit so that Cecelia can look him at eye level.

"This is what you think of me? I was born into a higher status than you could ever reach, and you call me a whore?" Cecelia wraps her hand around the priest's throat. He is balling. "I'll show you a whore. Eisheth! turn this man into the most depraved whore the village has ever seen!"

The first change in the priest is his expression. He stops crying, he stops looking worried at all, the look of the priest's face becomes entirely vacuous. His facial hair and wrinkles disappear, leaving the priest appearing youthful. His facial features grow softer as his cheeks enlarge and his hair, now an illustrious black, jets out. The priest becomes shorter in the Eisheth's grasp, but the extra mass doesn't vanish, it is repurposed in the ass and newly formed tits.

The priest's, or as you should say now - whore's, lips get covered in a cheap red lipstick. Her clothes reform around her new body; they turn into a corset and leggings which perfectly fit her new size. Curiously, the whore received no panties, her wet and hairy cunt is exposed for the whole village to see.

Her tits continue to expand until the point where a man could suffocate in them, her clothes constantly readjusting to fit her new proportions. Tattoos appear on the whore's body - not geometric or occult tattoos like some of the demons have - but coarse tattoos one gets behind a tavern at a cheap price. One tattoo says 'cum here' followed by an arrow pointing down to her pussy.

When her transformation is complete, Eisheth drops the whore to the ground. The former priest immediately begins to masturbate with one hand and squeeze another tit through the corset with the other. She moans, well, like a whore. A few of the demons in the room watch her, eager to fuck her the moment you let them.

Cecelia, the architect of the whore's fate, looks almost pleased with herself. She walks over to the moaning woman and slaps her. The whore cowers in pain for a moment, before returning to pleasuring herself.

"Demon" says Cecelia, "I want her to enjoy pain."

Eisheth nods her head and Cecelia slaps the whore again, this time the woman gives out an orgasmic shriek.

"Make her unable to cum" says Cecelia "but always horny."

The demon nods once more.

"Make her fertile. I want her to birth out creatures every bit as awful as the priest thought I was."

The whore screams out "yes! yes! yes!" no doubt pleased with Cecelia's improvements.

Cecelia turns to the demon who brought in the letters. "Now bring her to the barracks. I want the last of her remaining brains to be fucked out by every demon there. I want to hear her scream when my husband is fucking me tonight."