DNF Female Priest Fanfiction: The Fallen Demon's Lair (Chapter 1)

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(Chapter 1)

The Inquisitor first visited the church. She came with the mission of purging heretics. After presenting her letter of appointment, the only priest in the area—a voluptuous woman in her early twenties, with a beautiful face, but her body shrouded in a long robe—led her to the church.
At the church entrance, the priest stopped her. Her voice was sweet and alluring. She said, “Please wait. This church has a special rule: virgins cannot enter the church wearing clothes.”
The Inquisitor stared at her in surprise. “Why?”
“Please rest assured, we only have women here,” the priest smiled. “In our parish legend, Saint Alice prayed naked for seven days, and in return, God’s child came to save us. Thus, this tradition began. Please do as the Romans do.”
She brought two attendants, both young girls who had been with her for some time. The older one was about seventeen or eighteen, and the younger one was about fourteen or fifteen. They were twins, both with neat short black hair and side-swept bangs, their hair falling naturally to their necks, revealing their fair shoulders and collarbones. The older sister was tall, about 1.7 meters. She had begun puberty, and her uniform could no longer contain her full breasts and shapely buttocks; the fabric at her chest was stretched taut, as if it might burst at any moment from her enormous breasts. Her slender waist was perfectly outlined by the slightly too-small clothing, and her rounded, shapely buttocks were the envy of many men. The younger sister's figure was no less impressive, and coupled with her more mature personality, every move she made was alluring.
The Inquisitor, on the other hand, possessed both the allure of a mature woman and the innocence of a young girl. She removed her clothes as required by etiquette when entering the church. Now, her mature figure was fully exposed, her fair skin adorned with a rosy blush. Two strips of cloth crossed and wrapped around her snow-white neck, tightly binding her high, round breasts, dividing them in two along the areolas, making them appear as if the flesh was overflowing from both ends. Below those breasts was a slender waist, her well-trained abdominal muscles making her waist appear even more beautiful and delicate. Below that were a pair of full, beautiful buttocks, the firm flesh pressing against each other. One strip of cloth was tied across her waist, while the other passed between her legs, digging into her pink, virgin vulva. She had shaved all her pubic hair, her lower body smooth and white.
Two young girls followed behind her and the priest, entering the church naked.
The church was very simple, but it was clear that it was decorated with great care; the carvings and stained glass on the walls were all the work of professional craftsmen, painted bit by bit. However, she had never heard those stories—the tales of an eight-armed god leading naked women in a battle against an eight-armed villain, ultimately defeating him—a tale never heard in any parish. The priest's piety, however, temporarily dispelled her doubts.
The hall was quiet, but filled with many beautiful, naked women. It was a small village, with only a few dozen households. These women were all unexpectedly beautiful. Though their beauty varied, each was stunning, capable of captivating any man. Their breasts, while not as large as those of the Inquisitors, were still full, their buttocks firm, their skin a dazzling expanse of white, alluring flesh. The Inquisitor noticed that the statues were made of a special material, somewhat resembling chitinous carapaces. The statues also had eight arms, each holding a weapon. The statues exuded no sacred aura, but rather a sense of oppression. But the Inquisitor didn't dwell on it; she completely believed the priestess's words.
The second floor of the church housed the rooms for the female clergy, and the priest led them upstairs.
The priest, entitled to wear a coarse cloth robe, moved somewhat slowly as she ascended, her white, full thighs peeking out from the high slit of her robe.
"I'm sorry, we rarely have guests, so there are no rooms available. Please bear with us for now," the priest smiled. "The Lord is staying here; this was once the bedroom of a devout nobleman. After his ascension, we did not touch his estate."
The room was large, and the walls were lavishly decorated, indeed resembling the bedroom of an ancient nobleman, yet the furnishings were simple. Three beds, a bookcase, and a large eight-armed icon. The judge felt the icon was somewhat sinister and frowned, requesting a change of rooms. But the priest smiled apologetically.
The priest told them that a maid would bring food shortly, then left. The judge hesitated whether to remove the icon, while the other two girls began tidying their quarters. Their large, firm breasts swayed as they worked.
Soon enough, the acolyte brought the meal. It was three young girls, the oldest only seventeen or eighteen, also completely naked. While not as physically imposing as the sisters and the judge, their bodies were well-developed, with prominent curves and a captivating feminine allure.
Even without the worry of being seen by men, the judge and the two sisters were still ashamed of their nudity. A blush spread across their faces, their cheeks flushed. The older sister, in particular, seemed excited by the exposure; her nipples were erect, her genitals slightly parted, and clear, lustful fluid flowed from her labia. However, they didn't understand these things, and no one pointed out her sister's promiscuity.
The acolyte brought only bread, pieces of meat, and a drink. The drink was white and smelled fishy, reminiscent of insect secretions. They didn't know what kind of animal the meat was, but it tasted delicious. Exhausted, the three quickly finished their meal, offered prayers, and lay down to rest, soon falling asleep.
Shortly after they fell asleep, the sound of insects crawling filled the room.
Behind the sacred image, something appeared. It was a huge, flat, alien insect, the size of a human infant, its eight legs trembling incessantly on the ground, its four pairs of compound eyes gleaming black. The creature resembled a scorpion, especially its long, pointed tail, its fleshy skin covered in soft barbs, the tip of which was a blunt, thick glans, as thick as an arm. An exaggeratedly enlarged penis.
One…two…more than a dozen insects emerged from the darkness, all with enormous penises, slowly crawling towards them.
The two sisters were closest to the sacred image, and the insects split into two groups, surrounding them. They were sleeping naked; the older sister lay on her back, legs spread wide, revealing her pink, moist labia, occasionally moaning and writhing. The younger sister, on the other hand, was curled up on the bed, her large breasts swaying with her breathing.
One of the insects surrounding the older sister slowly crawled onto her face. Lost in her erotic dream, the sister offered no resistance. The insect pressed its penis against her fair cheek, exhaling a puff of smoke. The sister's body immediately tensed, her nose twitching as she sniffed the insect's penis. The younger sister was treated the same way. Then, the two girls stiffly climbed off the bed, sniffing the insect's penis that had been leading them like female dogs, spraying their own fluids as they walked, quickly disappearing into the darkness behind the sacred image. The remaining insects crawled to the judge's bedside, preparing to do the same to her. But the judge's fighting instincts jolted her awake, and she punched the insect crawling on her face. The insect was sent flying backward, but before it flew, it released hallucinogenic gas. The judge felt a hot current spreading from her lower abdomen, her mind becoming hazy, and she frantically held her breath. But the remaining insects immediately pounced, pinning her to the bed while injecting their aphrodisiacs into her body. The Judge, being a woman after all, couldn't break free from such constraints despite her extensive training. Coupled with the potent aphrodisiac, her struggles quickly subsided, transforming into seductive writhing that only fueled the animalistic desires within her. Her enormous breasts swayed back and forth, her lower body continuously gushing forth fluids, and her hands involuntarily reached between her legs, beginning to play with her tender virginity. Even so, the insects continued to inject the aphrodisiac. But the Judge, a veteran of countless battles, seized her opportunity. Enduring the urge to immediately spread her legs and kiss his penis, she chanted a spell to summon flames. The sacred fire instantly exploded, blasting the insects away; some were slammed flat against the wall, while the rest were thrown about, dazed and confused.
The judge immediately turned and fled, slamming the door shut behind her. The insects behind her shot needles at her, some piercing her body and injecting even more potent aphrodisiacs. Unconsciously, she began to play with her own vagina, two fingers already inserted. Her vagina, heightened by the aphrodisiac, immediately gripped her fingers tightly. She tried to pull them out, but this only intensified the pleasure, causing her legs to go weak. Helpless, she could only maintain this lewd posture and begin running down the corridor. But as she ran, her fingers constantly poked at the sensitive walls of her vagina, causing her to moan and spasm.
The insects didn't chase after her; she continued running forward. Just when she thought she had escaped, she discovered a naked woman waiting for her at the end of the corridor—it was the female priest. But as she approached, she realized something was wrong.
The female pastor's body was tightly bound to a crossbar, her young and beautiful face ravaged: her alluring eyes rolled back, her tongue slightly protruding, emitting weak, lewd moans, her cheeks flushed crimson. Her large, easily encircled breasts stood erect, their pink nipples, bound to a collar, still gushing milk. Her belly was swollen as if she were about to give birth, her navel etched with lewd patterns of penises, a massive penis, as thick as her calves, thrusting rapidly into her vagina from the restraints. Electrodes were clamped to her clitoris, her labia separated by duct tape and pierced by countless electrified copper rings, crackling with the constant spurting of vaginal fluid. With each thrust, her slender, long legs trembled violently, her feet taut.
Seeing this scene, the judge couldn't help but fantasize about being gang-raped by a massive penis himself. Unconsciously, she began to play with her own vulva, inserting four fingers all the way to the base. Her hymen was broken, and bright red blood flowed out along with copious amounts of vaginal fluid. The sticky, warm walls of her vulva enveloped her fingers, stretching her tight virginity open with her four fingers—a sensation both painful and pleasurable. She masturbated even more intensely, her vaginal fluids splattering, her moans echoing, completely oblivious to the fact that she was still in the lair of the monstrous erotic insect, and her comrades were nowhere to be found. Her body was extremely sensitive due to arousal; soon she let out a scream, her legs trembled, and she collapsed to her knees, her vaginal fluids gushing out like a burst dam. Even in her semi-conscious state, she continued to play with her vulva, her long, beautiful legs kicking wildly, her large breasts swaying back and forth. Now she had lost her mind, becoming a wanton sex toy that only wanted to be penetrated. Driven by her frenzied masturbation and her hypersensitive body, she screamed and climaxed repeatedly, soon revealing her slutty face as she lost consciousness. Her hands continued to dig and probe inside her vagina, stimulating the sensitive flesh and producing sounds of squeezing out vaginal fluid, mingling with her high-pitched moans. She climaxed countless more times before finally passing out. Just
seconds after she fainted, the enormous penis inside the pastor's vagina suddenly trembled, then swelled again, thrusting forward with a sharp, seductive scream. A bulge appeared on her pregnant belly. The enormous penis had penetrated all the way to the pastor's uterus. She screamed and struggled, her beautiful legs twisting and spasming wildly, her pregnant belly, filled with semen, thrashing back and forth. Then, the large scaffold behind her began to writhe, sprouting countless tentacles that tightly bound her body to it. Several more tentacles then pierced her ear canals, causing her body to convulse violently. The enormous penis inserted into her uterus began thrusting in and out, deforming her already exaggeratedly large pregnant belly. She screamed pitifully, her full breasts constricted into a gourd shape by the tentacles, continuously spurting milk. Her eyes rolled back violently, her tongue lolled out, and she lost the ability to think. Then, a tentacle as thick as the one inserted into her uterus suddenly emerged from her anus and shoved it forcefully into her rectum. Her abdomen swelled even more, bulging into the shape of the tentacles wreaking havoc within her two orifices. Both tentacles thrust in and out simultaneously, causing her body to tense up, twisting wildly. She could no longer scream, only emitting intermittent moans. Then, the tentacle inserted into her anus suddenly emerged from her mouth, pressing against her face, and together with the tentacle inside her uterus, began to ejaculate. Her pregnant belly swelled again, her eyes were almost completely rolled back, and white semen kept gushing from the gaps between the tentacles and her vaginal flesh, while she kept whimpering.
Suddenly, the restraints that tightly bound her began to writhe and transform, turning into a huge mass of fleshy tentacles that enveloped her hands and feet, which were tightly bound behind her back. At the same time, countless tiny tentacles tightly wrapped around her, and then the fleshy tentacles pulled her into their bodies, leaving only her head sticking out. The tiny tentacles immediately swarmed over, playing with her vagina and anus, which had been stretched wide by the huge penis and were already bleeding, making the two holes even wider, and electrified needles were inserted into her clitoris and urethra. The priestess's body was being ravaged like this, and she thrashed violently like a fish out of water, gushing out vaginal fluid and urine like a fountain. Having been so brutally raped, her mind had long since collapsed, and her body had been transformed beyond recognition, reduced to a screaming, incontinent sex toy, a sex slave who couldn't live without being penetrated.
But the fleshy tentacles only extended more tiny tendrils, probing her ear canals, nostrils, and even sliding into her stuffed mouth. She struggled even more violently, gurgling sounds churning in her throat, struggling to breathe from the excessive semen she had been subjected to oral sex. The priestess's body was also on the verge of collapse under such intense thrusting. Her uterus had prolapsed from the thick penis, her delicate vagina like a masturbation sleeve wrapped around the enormous shaft. Her large pregnant belly swayed back and forth with each thrust, her body exhausted, lifted up by the two penises penetrating her. Her enormous breasts swayed with the swaying of her body, their large, white breasts dazzlingly beautiful. Then, a fleshy sac extended from behind her and enveloped the priestess's head. The female priest's body tensed abruptly, struggling frantically for a few seconds before collapsing limply like a corpse.
Just then, her body suddenly emitted a strange light. A burst of purple light erupted, followed by a woman's piercing scream. The fleshy tentacles were ripped off and thrown away, the two enormous tentacles embedded in her body severed by her bare hands! When the light faded, standing there was not the female priest who had been violated and rendered unconscious, but the naked, pale purple-skinned Demon of Original Sin, her body covered in mysterious patterns. Her previously gentle face remained unchanged, but now possessed a seductive and wanton allure. The severed giant tentacles wriggled in her mouth, gushing out semen like a flood before quickly withering away. Meanwhile, another tentacle was still writhing inside her vagina, churning her swollen belly filled with fluid. She responded by twisting her body and moaning, clearly enjoying herself. Her large breasts and shapely buttocks swayed incessantly, and her nipples continued to spurt milk. Next, she grabbed her left breast with her hand, took the nipple into her mouth, and sucked hard, a look of ecstasy on her face.
The thrown-out fleshy tentacle also recovered, extending three thick tentacles to confront her. The glans of those tentacles crackled with electricity, and countless tiny tentacles were writhing inside. The
corrupted succubus priestess glanced at it disdainfully, spread her legs, and used her other hand to widen her vagina, grasping the thick tentacle writhing and ejaculating inside. Then, with a forceful pull, accompanied by a seductive scream, she squirted uncontrollably and pulled the writhing tentacle out. Her still-open vagina was stretched wide, revealing the pink flesh and white semen inside. As she pulled out the tentacle, the displaced pinkish-white flesh was also pulled out, spraying semen flowing from her uterus. She casually tossed the tentacle aside, then grabbed the constantly swaying front of her vagina and stuffed the detached part back in. Due to the succubus's powerful physique, her vulva instantly recovered. She looked down at her swollen belly, filled with semen and tentacle eggs, released her hands from her breasts, and used both hands to spread her vulva open. Her full, perky breasts swayed lewdly as they were lowered, spraying milk onto the judge's face, who let out a dazed groan.
Seemingly wary of the Judge's power, the tentacle-like flesh decided to quickly defeat the succubus priestess. With crackling electric currents, a tentacle as thick as the priestess's thigh lashed out at her. The priestess gracefully dodged the first two strikes, but unable to dodge in time, the third tentacle struck her swaying pregnant belly squarely. She let out a seductive cry, her body immediately going limp, collapsing to the ground. Semen and eggs, accompanied by a squeezing sound, gushed from her vagina. But this wasn't the end. A small tentacle forced open her navel, and a large glans, flashing with intense electricity, slammed into her navel. Stimulated by the electric shock and the reverse ejaculation, the priestess immediately let out an extremely pitiful scream, convulsing and sticking out her tongue, losing consciousness. Her lower body violently gushed out, like a fountain. Then, the remaining tentacles immediately wrapped around her arms and legs, suspending her in the air. Her hands were bound together above her head, and her legs were spread wide, almost into a split. The succubus priestess, having recovered from the overstimulation, glared angrily at the tentacle-like fleshy mass. However, the mass lacked the ability to understand expressions, instinctively turning the priestess into its mount and mind-controlled sex slave. The
electrified tentacle whip lashed at the priestess's pregnant belly, each lash causing a spurt of semen and egg fluid from her vagina, leaving a large puddle of slimy liquid on the ground. The succubus priestess twisted her body, futilely dodging the whips, letting out suppressed moans as the tentacle whips left marks on her protruding abdomen. But the tentacle-like fleshy mass didn't stop there; it lashed at the priestess's vagina and clitoris, the brainwashing current instantly causing the succubus priestess to scream in orgasm, her vaginal fluids gushing out again. Then, the electrified tentacle whip relentlessly lashed her genitals, ravaging her two orifices, leaving red marks on her buttocks, causing her to writhe and emit soft, seductive moans. Suddenly, the tentacle whips seemed to discover her weakness and began relentlessly lashing her clitoris. The succubus, who should have been draining men dry with her vagina, arched her body, her extreme sensitivity nearly destroying her spirit. She could only arch her proud breasts, swing her swollen pregnant belly, and twitch her long legs, spraying clear vaginal fluid and yellowish urine, her eyes rolling back as she screamed loudly. Soon, she was completely exhausted, hanging in mid-air by the tentacles, her body limp. Then, two enormous penile tentacles reached under her vagina and anus, countless tiny tentacles prying open her openings. A surge of aphrodisiac electricity then stimulated her erect clitoris, labia, and rectum. The succubus priestess was instantly electrocuted, her eyes rolling back, her legs kicking wildly within the tentacles' restraints, her body convulsing uncontrollably. Then, two enormous tentacle-like penises thrust into her two orifices, releasing a violent electric current. The succubus priestess's body trembled violently, writhing wildly like a broken wind-up toy. The enormous tentacle penises pounded into her two orifices, and in the midst of endless pleasure and hell, finally ejaculated a thick, sticky semen. The priestess's abdomen, which had just deflated, was immediately swollen again by the semen, and the viscous liquid even spurted from her mouth. Then, another burst of purple light appeared. After the purple light faded, the priestess had returned to her original form, limp on the ground, unconscious. Tentacle-like flesh slowly crawled up her body, inserting two small, nimble tentacles into her ear canals. The priestess's body immediately stood up awkwardly, while the tentacle-like flesh began to deform, conforming to her skin, encircling her neck to form a collar, extending countless fine, thread-like tentacles into her ear canals. The female priest was completely naked except for the strange collar. Her abdomen, no longer swollen, was only slightly protruding, with a few more fine lines appearing on the erotic lines of the penis inserted into her lower abdomen. The priest took two stiff steps at first, then began to walk normally. She reached the judge's side, bent down, and cast a spell on him. The judge's head lolled to the side, and he fell into a deep sleep once more. Then, she grabbed the judge's hands and, with a strength disproportionate to her slender frame, hoisted him onto her shoulder, walking towards the end of the stairs. If someone could look directly at her at that moment, they would surely see the deep—fear and despair—in the priest's beautiful eyes.

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