Unwelcome information

You open your eyes to see your **** bouncing on her toes in front of you. You take a moment to relish her sexy curves and the jump of her sweet breasts and swelled stomach before tuning in to what she’s saying.

“Master! We’re right outside the abbey! We’re in the catacombs!”

You nod lazily. “Yeah. We’re-“ You freeze. “How do you know that?”

“Oh I checked around.”

“You what!”

“Master, we should grab some of the nuns!”

“I-what?” You stare. She’s positively gleeful! That’s…well, hot for one. She was living as a chaste nun little more than a few hours ago before you kidnapped her but….wait, you’re getting distracted. You grind the ends of your front four legs into your head. Concentrate. What was…Oh! Right!

“How far did you go?”

“Hm?”

“How far out did you go?” You rise. “Did anyone see you?”

“Right to the doors.” She laughs. “Can you imagine if they saw me? Naked and bearing the spawn of a monster? Fools! How little they understand the power of your unholy presence. It’s perfect master! We’ll be able to kidnap any of my dear sisters and turn them to your cause. More brides to bring in more of your spawn into the world.” She coos, running her hands over her swelling stomach. “Just like me! But I’ll always be your favorite. Your queen.”

You lean away from her a little. You have no idea how to handle this. Why couldn’t she be more like your mother? Granted, your mother was a broken pleasure slut pumped constantly full of spider eggs.

“Master,” she squeals, clapping her little hands. “Please! Let me bring you a few more. Oh! I have the perfect ones in mind! I’ve always imagined Sigoura with a huge pregnant belly and wrapped up in the wall, coming again and again while being bred by monstrous creatures. She’d look so wonderful tied up in your silk while you fill her with eggs. But I would never think of doing this while a sister. Thank you master. Thank you for turning me!”

You stare with all the might of your eight eyes. Dear gods. What have you unleashed?