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."