Liberate Lucy of her sin

"Child," Grace said, gently reaching down to lift the crying woman to her feet. "You have done well to confess this, your greatest sin. Though my lord does not hold it against you. He seeks to free you of the burden you have placed upon yourself, to let you be the best version of yourself." Grace slowly led Lucy towards the altar. The angel girl sat atop the table, leaning back slightly. "You are worthy of forgiveness."

Joy lept in Lucy's eyes as she looked at the beautiful angel, eager to have her heart lightened. "Thank you, my angel! Thank you! I praise the Lord for his generosity!"

"I will not only purify you of your sins, but also show you the error of your ways," Grace said, trailing her delicate fingers over Lucy's tear-stained face. "You have pushed down and suppressed your true desires for years, unwilling to accept the way you were made. Your feelings towards women are not wrong, they are a part of you. So come. Embrace your feelings and drink of my waters. You shall be purified and made new." Grace lifted the hem of her dress, revealing her slick pussy to Lucy and the onlookers, who gasped in surprise.

"B-but is that not..." Lucy trailed off, fighting with herself. She could not deny being attracted to Grace, the angel's figure more perfect than any woman's she had seen. Her vast breasts sloping down to a thin waist and flared hips excited her in a way she had not felt or allowed herself to feel in ages. Still, she held to her long held beliefs.

"It is not wrong, Lucy," Grace said, shedding the rest of her dress to sit naked on the altar. "My lord wishes you to be the best you can be, and you cannot be your best while denying such an important part of yourself. I have chosen this path for you to be cleansed of your burden. Walk it and be free." Grace gently opened her pussy lips, letting her arousal drip out. She could practically feel the older woman's resistance crumbling. "Come, Lucy. Be set free."

"Yes, my angel!" Lucy exclaimed, her arousal overcoming her hesitations. She rushed forwards and gently lapped at Grace's lower lips. The taste crashed over her, encouraging her to taste more.

"Yes, that's it. Drink from me until I bathe you in my lord's goodness. Oh, yes!" Grace yelled, urging Lucy on as the woman explored her cunt, unknowingly infecting herself with the virus in the process. For one so inexperienced, Lucy was very good at eating her out, her tongue finding all the best parts of Grace's drooling twat.

From her perch, Grace could see the other 11 occupants of the church watching raptly, the men trying to hide their erections. Grace couldn't wait to see them give in to their own desires. She tweaked her pointed nipples at the thought at the same time Lucy kissed her clit. Suddenly overcome, Grace came in a flood, her juices shooting from her to land on the middle-aged woman's face and questing tongue.

"Ohhhh, my lord's blessing flows through me. Through me, you have been cleansed, Lucy. Now, be reborn according to his will!" Grace cried, her orgasm continuing. Before her, Lucy trembled as ecsatcy she had not known in years hit her. The virus coursed through her flesh like a fire, changing her body and mind.

Lucy collapsed as her pussy trembled and her hips creaked, growing wider and wider. Likewise, her bottom inflated, giving her a sculpted bubble butt that raised her off the floor. Her waist thinned, years slipping away as skin tightened and receded. She cried out as pleasure as her breasts tingled, her mounds losing sag as the years rolled back, before gaining new mass and expanding, her convulsions sending them jiggling.

"Ahh, I feel it! It feels so good!! Uwah!!" she screamed as her breasts reached their new heights, what were formerly sad b's changed into trembling h-cups that pushed against the fabric of her dress. Unable to help herself, Lucy tore the fabric apart, splitting it in two down the front, showing off her new, considerable cleavage.

Lucy arched her back as the pleasure shot up her spine and through her head. Her face youthened and shifted, until she looked like a supermodel version of herself at 22. Her hair, dark brown shot through with grey, gained luster and volume until it pooled around her head. She gasped as the changes finished, the knowledge that she had to share this pleasure echoing in her mind. She slowly drew herself up, amazed at her bountiful tits and perfect ass as the remains of her dress fell off her, leaving her as naked as Grace.

"This is the pleasure my lord offers to you all," Grace said, gesturing to the transformed woman's new body. "The chance to be your best self, truly. I have decided that you all should feel my lord's gift, received from me and Lucy. Men, expel your sin within us. Women, let his grace wash over you as it did Lucy. Now, come forth and gain your blessings." She didn't have to ask twice, three men rushing her and Lucy. Two ran to Grace, both in their forties and eager to reclaim their lost youth. The third was Caleb, who's desire for Lucy could not be contained any longer. They penetrated the women's cunts and Grace's mouth, groaning at the tightness they found.

The women were slightly slower, but not by much. One went to Lucy, locking her in a kiss, their tongues dancing together. Another latched onto her breast, surprised to taste liquid flowing from the nipple but not complaining. Seeing this, a man swooped down to her other tit, eagerly sucking at the delicious nectar.

Everyone in the church took a turn at the women and soon felt their own changes taking place. Men gained new muscle, all of them becoming hunks of masculinity. Their dicks grew to match, the shortest coming in at just over 8 inches. Balls grew to match, hanging heavy between legs with loads of cum waiting to be shot. Their faces reformed to chiseled jaws and smoldering eyes, hair bursting forth from bald heads.

The women felt changes similar to Lucy's, breasts swelling from the confines of shirts and bras. Asses filled out, drawing the eye of many of the men with their firmness. Hair lengthened and smoothed into beautiful sheets, some becoming long enough to barely cover newly perfected breasts, teasing the men with what hid beneath.

Grace looked out from her perch on the altar over the transformed congregation, couples and threesomes fucking with abandon on the floor and steps. Lucy was back at her cunt, worming her tongue deep into her folds. She looked up at the angel with thankfulness in her eyes.

"Thank you, my angel. You have blessed us beyond belief! We will spread news of your gifts and pass your blessings on to them all!!" Lucy dove back into Grace's twat, eagerly sucking at her juices and the cum from her previous couplings. Grace felt her orgasm approaching again at the devotion.

"You will, but first you must receive them all! I have one last gift to give you!" she cried, reaching her peak and bathing Lucy's face again.