Scene: A long table in an enormous room. Seated at the table are
several girls and women, many wearing robes and wimples in
clerical style variously colored white, black, dark red, or dark
green. There are also other girls at the table wearing various
different styles of clothing. On the table are chalices and
scantily-clad unconscious girls, filled and covered with semen.
At one end of the table, a man is inserting a large penis into
one of the limp girls on the table. One of the black-robed girls
sitting nearby holds her cup underneath the point of insertion,
catching the semen trickling down. She is blushing.

By the aid of a smiling servant, Virginia changed into her new
habit and left the small room to encounter Mother Babs.
Mother Babs' habit was similar to Virginia's, but the veil and
robe were a dark red, instead of black or white, and they seemed
to be made of an unusually tight and shiny material rather than
cloth. Her robe also stopped at her thighs instead of going down
to the floor, revealing black thighhigh stockings which were
typically worn by daughters of the convent and black high-heeled
boots which were not. There was also her rosary, which, in
addition to the typical beads, had a small metal
downward-pointing triangle.
Mother Babs' smiled at her, like she often did, and embraced her
tightly.
"I think black suits you more than white," she told her
cheerfully as she pulled away. "How does it feel to have taken
your vows?"
Virginia had just made her vows of obedience, modesty, and
generosity, so that she may further serve the Lord. Afterward,
she had been given black clothes, a promotion from the white she
previously had.
"It is a little overwhelming," Virginia replied demurely. "I hope
I can do this right."
Mother Babs kissed her on the cheek. "You'll serve the Lord well,
I'm sure. Now, go back to your studies."

Virginia spent the next few hours reading. She was engrossed in a
story about the Lord punishing a village when she heard the bell
ring for supper.
As she walked down the silent hallways, it occurred to her to
wonder why the Lord would show such kindness in providing food to
some people, then show his violence in punishing others.
When she entered the dining room, she was surprised to see far
more daughters than she knew existed in the convent. Then she
noticed Mother Babs talking with two other women, both in dress
similar to her and wearing the same rosaries. Virginia recognized
them as Mothers Eva and Lily. Mother Eva's habit was like Mother
Babs', only colored dark green, whereas Mother Lily's was black,
blacker than Virginia thought possible.
It seemed that this was the combined population of three
convents, though Virginia didn't understand why they were all
congregating this night.
Virginia approached the three Mothers, feeling awkward in this
crowded situation. Mother Babs noticed her and indicated that she
come closer, taking her hand as she did. The other two women had
been laughing about something, but they stopped and smiled at
Virginia. Virginia couldn't help but notice the fullness of their
breasts.
"Virginia," Mother Babs introduced her, squeezing her hand
affectionately. "You know Mother Eva and Mother Lily."
Virginia nodded shyly, not sure how to ask what was going on.
"You must be excited for tonight," Mother Lily said, touching her
cheek with a long-nailed finger. She was strangely seductive and
mature-seeming, in contrast to Mother Babs' playful nature.
"I..." Virginia said, finding words difficult. "I don't know...
what's happening tonight."
Mother Lily gave her a look of astonishment, then glanced at
Mother Babs.
"I was keeping it a surprise," Mother Babs admitted, letting
herself giggle. "But okay, Virginia. The Lord is coming tonight."
Virginia looked at Mother Babs quietly and uncertainly. She had
always thought the Lord was more an ethereal being who had better
things to do than come down to the physical world in person.
"You'll see for yourself, soon enough," Mother Eva sighed. She
was somewhat like Mother Lily, but more reserved.

After some time, the front doors were opened.
Virginia stared, amazed, as a multitude of girls came in, most of
them bearing other girls who seemed to be unconscious. They wore
all manners of unusual and colorful clothing that Virginia had
never even conceived of, and she couldn't help but wonder who
they were.
Then came someone tall and muscular, evidently nude, but carrying
one more unconscious girl via a strange projection from his body
that seemed to be piercing the girl from between her legs. The
sight of this stranger made Virginia shudder with an unfamiliar
feeling, and she found herself staring with her mouth agape as he
approached her.
She then realized he was actually approaching the three Mothers
and hastily stepped aside. She noticed that the unconscious girl
was leaking food from where the newcomer's projection pierced
her, and some of the girls who were not carrying other girls had
gone to their knees to unceremoniously clean it up. It was then
that she realized that this was the Lord.
"My Lord," the three Mothers said in unison, clutching the
triangles on their rosaries and going down to their knees.
The Lord took the girl on him and pulled her off, uncovering the
enormous food-covered projection in its entirety. He handed the
girl, who was still leaking food, to one of the empty-handed
girls who had accompanied him. As Virginia watched, the three
Mothers crawled around the projection and began to clean it off
with their tongues, eventually revealing that the projection was
covered in flesh like the rest of the Lord.
When they were done, the Mothers crawled backwards, bowing to the
Lord, before getting to their feet.
"Everyone take a seat," Mother Babs said cheerfully. "It is time
for supper."

Dazedly, Virginia walked over to one end of the table, still not
comprehending what she had seen. The silence that had endured
throughout the time the Mothers fed now ended, and everyone
seemed to be talking excitedly. Next to her, Virginia noticed one
of the girls who had come with the Lord was taking a seat. The
girl wore red platform shoes, pink-and-white striped thighhigh
socks, light blue lace panties, several red bracelets, a white
short cropped top shirt with "FUCKHOLE" written in red on it, and
gold downward-pointing triangle earrings.
"Hi," the girl greeted her. Virginia noted that her lips were
unusually red.
"Hello," Virginia replied, feeling strange looking at her.
"What's your name?" the girl asked, leaning toward her and
smiling.
"Virginia," Virginia said, gulping. "Um, what's yours?"
"Spunkslut," Spunkslut answered, giving her a playful grin. "It
suits me."
It sounded like a strange name to Virginia, but she decided to
talk about something else. "So, what does 'fuckhole' mean?"
Spunkslut blinked and looked down at her shirt. "Oh, heh,
fuckhole. You know. It's like, another word for 'girl', I guess?
Just more fun-sounding, 'cause it reminds us of what we are."
"What we are?" Virginia repeated, not understanding.
"Objects," Spunkslut explained. "To be used by the Master."
"Oh, I see," Virginia said. She understood that they were
supposed to be instruments of the Lord.
"Yeah," Spunkslut said, suddenly putting her hand on Virginia's
crotch and rubbing gently. "And the fuckholes that know their
place are the ones who have the most fun. I'm sure you learn
about that sort though."
Virginia only nodded, feeling strange. Spunkslut's hand seemed to
have somehow caused her to blush and have difficulty breathing.
Then Mother Eva told them to prepare for food, and Spunkslut took
away her hand to focus attention elsewhere. Virginia stared down,
trying to control her breathing, when she became aware of a
wetness between her legs. In horror, she saw that the wetness had
left a wet mark on her robe.
She put a hand there and felt the wet fabric and the wetter area
beneath it. She hesitated, realizing that she liked the feeling
of her hand there, and went on doing the thing Spunkslut had been
doing.
Virginia then looked up and around, and stared at the scene at
the other end of the table.
The Lord had placed one of the unconscious girls on the table and
was shoving his giant projection in and out of her repeatedly.
Somehow, this scene intensified the wetness and strange feeling
she was having and she let out an involuntary sigh.
Spunkslut turned back to her curiously.
"N-no," Virginia whispered feebly. "Don't... don't look at me."
Spunkslut eyed her regardless and smiled. "Hey, if you were
feeling bothered, you could've asked me to help. I don't mind."
Virginia watched, compelled to continue rubbing, as Spunkslut
lowered herself to her knees under the table, then crawled to
Virginia's feet.
"Relax," Spunkslut said, reaching up to stop her hand from
rubbing. "Let me."
Then Spunkslut lifted up Virginia's robe and put herself under
it.
For a moment, Virginia didn't know what was going on, but then
she felt soft lips touch the area she had been rubbing.
Virginia pressed her teeth together, stifling a moan, and then
she felt a wet tongue enter her.
This time Virginia cried out softly, gaining some glances from
other girls at the table. Spunkslut's hungry tongue seemed to be
building upon the unfamiliar sensation Virginia experienced, and
she couldn't help but move her legs around in a strange kind of
pleasurable agony. The sensation continued to build, and Virginia
felt like she was approaching some kind of critical point. She
wrapped her legs and hands around Spunkslut's head, pulling her
to the wetness. Then, the feeling reached its climax, and
Virginia let loose a tearful moan as she shuddered involuntarily.
Spunkslut stayed there a moment longer before retreating from
Virginia's robe and getting back into her chair. Virginia, now
lying back in her chair and feeling exhausted, turned and saw
that Spunkslut's face was now wet.
"You really enjoyed that," Spunkslut said, licking her lips. "I
think we should fuck sometime."
Virginia didn't know what that meant, but she nodded wearily.

An unconscious girl was suddenly placed in front of her along
with two chalices. Virginia glanced up to see the Lord standing
there, his projection being guided by another girl into the
unconscious one.
Virginia looked down the table and saw that there were now
several unconscious girls on the table, completely covered with
food and in most cases leaking it from their orifices. The Lord's
projection entered the unconscious girl, then, and he started to
thrust into her.
Virginia felt the sensation come back, even though she wasn't
touching herself.
She glanced over to Spunkslut and saw her with her legs spread
wide and one hand furiously rubbing the area under her panties,
which seemed to be very wet.
She looked back at the act, realizing that the Lord's projection
was making a bulge in the unconscious girl each time he thrust
into her.
Then the Lord slowed and stopped. Food began to leak from the
girl.
Spunkslut sighed with satisfaction and placed her chalice under
the girl, collecting food in it, before taking it back to drink
from it.
Virginia understood the procedure and followed suit, marveling at
the amount of food the Lord was producing. The food was hot, much
hotter than she was used to, and very strong. She found herself
taking additional servings along with Spunkslut.
Eventually, the Lord pulled out the projection and it gushed out
more food all over the girl. Virginia wondered what that would
feel like.
The Lord stood there silently, then, while Virginia and Spunkslut
drank. Virginia couldn't help but stare at the food-dripping
projection all the while. She became aware of the three Mothers
having walked over. The three of them went to their knees and
crawled before the Lord, kneeling under his projection.
"Have you chosen, my Lord?" Mother Eva asked, not seeming to take
notice of the food that dripped onto her face.
The Lord didn't move for a moment, during which Mother Lily and
Mother Babs licked his projection, then he suddenly looked at
Virginia.
Virginia thought she was melting, then she realized that she was
sitting in a small puddle of wetness. She wasn't sure if that had
always been the case.
"Virginia," Mother Babs cooed, rubbing her face against the
Lord's projection. "The Lord has chosen you."
Spunkslut, biting her lower lip through a smile, edged toward
Virginia and pushed her out of her chair.
Virginia fell to the side on her knees. She looked up to see the
Lord turning toward her, his projection leaving the company of
the three Mothers and now suspended above Virginia.

Spunkslut walked over and wrapped her arms around the Lord's
projection, lowering it so that it pointed directly at Virginia's
face.
"Open your mouth," Spunkslut said. "The Master wants to use you."
Virginia opened her mouth, suddenly feeling very afraid. The Lord
pressed his projection against her mouth, and the scent of him
overwhelmed her. She tried to open her mouth wider when suddenly
the projection pushed forward, stretching her mouth more than she
could ever accomplish on her own.
Her eyes wide, she attempted to back away when gentle hands held
her still.
"Accept your Lord within your body," Mother Babs whispered in her
ear. "This is your purpose."
Tears ran down Virginia's cheeks as the giant thing pushed itself
deeper into her mouth and then down her throat. She stopped being
able to breathe and felt faint.
"You're doing well," Mother Babs told her, rubbing Virginia's
stretched-out throat. "The Lord just wants to feed you."
Virginia felt it in her stomach before the projection slowly
retreated back to just her mouth. Her senses dimly returned, she
saw that Mother Eva and Mother Lily were in front of her, licking
and caressing the projection. Then it went in again, down her
throat and to her stomach, and Virginia's senselessness returned.
The Lord started to go faster, every thrust burning in her
throat, while Mother Babs reached under Virginia's robe and
started touching her.
"The Lord loves you," Mother Babs sighed. "He loves all his
possessions."
Mother Babs then started to suck on Virginia's neck and rubbed
her wetness with more intensity.
After enduring this for some time, the Lord started twitching in
her throat, and food suddenly started to fill the inside of her
belly. Eventually the Lord pulled out of her, and the food gushed
all over her body, like with the unconscious girls. Virginia sat
there quietly as the food covered her, feeling strangely
blissful. When the Lord was done, Mother Babs' hands wiped some
of the food from Virginia's face and smiled at her.
Then Mother Babs took Virginia's head in her hands and tilted her
mouth open.
The Lord pressed his projection against Virginia's mouth again,
but he didn't push in this time.
A strong-tasting liquid suddenly filled her mouth, and Mother
Babs rubbed her throat, reminding her to swallow it.
"You did well," Mother Babs whispered eventually. "You can rest
now."
Virginia nodded and collapsed to the floor, her open mouth
leaking a mixture of yellow and white fluids.
"So, you're satisfied with her?" she heard Mother Babs ask.
"You're sure she's the one you want? Yes, of course. I know
you'll be very pleased with her. You, fuckhole."
"Spunkslut, ma'am."
"The Lord has chosen Virginia, here. Clean her up and carry her
with you when the Lord departs."
"I'm sure she'll enjoy her new home very much."