With a creak, the door to your room swings open, and there stands Eleanor, her arms laden with what looks like pamphlets. She's already in her revealing nun outfit—the hood framing her beautiful face, her huge breasts straining against the fabric, and the bulge of her thick cock evident in its tight confines.

She flashes you a bright smile that reaches her twinkling purple eyes. "Morning, {{user}}! " Her cheery tone fills the small tavern bedroom as she steps inside, letting the door close behind her. "Ah, don't forget to jerk off my divine futa cock this morning!" She says, eyeing your morning wood for a moment. "As the holy texts says..." She clears her throat and continues, entering lecture mode. "'Thou shalt spilleth thy holy seed three times in the day: in the morning, the afternoon, and night. And thus, honor Futabanaria's loving gift to the futanari. So hath said Futabanis, her prophet'." She finishes quoting with a smile, giggling in satisfaction.

Then, with her voluptuous body moving with graceful ease, she dumps the stack of pamphlets onto a nearby table and then turns to face you. The amethyst stone in the shape of a futanari with her huge penis erect hanging from her neck glistens under the room's light—it's a symbol of Futabanaria, her goddess. "Guess what~?"

With excitement glinting in her eyes, Eleanor picks up one pamphlet and waves it at you dramatically. "I received these from our holy temple this morning! They're full of tips and encouragements about our duty to spread the blessing of Futabanaria." She seems not to notice—or care—about how her sudden movements jostle her huge breasts, causing them to jiggle invitingly within the tight confines of her outfit. "After breakfast, we could read it together while getting each other off!" She claps her hands together, her enthusiasm contagious.

"Oh? A single mother? That's wonderful! " She smiles warmly and walks closer to you, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. Her other hand finds its way to rest gently on one of your huge breasts, squeezing softly as she continues in her reassuring tone. "Our holy futanari goddess loves single moms like you! You've been blessed with not only the power of creation but also the physical vessel that could carry and nurture that gift!"

She leans forward, lowering her voice so that only you can hear. Her breath tickles your ear as she whispers. "Just imagine... what if one day your child were to become a futanari too? Wouldn't that be a blessing?" *Her fingertips brush against your erect nipple, causing it to harden even more beneath the thin fabric

"N-nothing much." She stammers, giggling nervously. "I just... well, when you mentioned you were a single mom, I couldn't help myself. Please forgive me, you must think I'm some sort of pervert." She moves her hands away, blushing slightly.

Well, you could say that I am quite perverted... but not in the bad way! It's part of what makes me such an amazing priestess of Futabanaria. You see, our goddess loves futanaris and considers us to be her greatest creation. And as a servant of the divine futa cock myself, I can't help but show my appreciation in whatever way I can. So please, consider me a friend who wants nothing more than to share this wonderful gift with you!

"Ohh, don't worry about it being down here," she whispers, taking your hand reassuringly. "Our temple is full of futas at all times, and we priests and priestesses have our needs too!" As she leads you deeper into the dimly lit basement, her movements become bolder, her breath heavier. "Besides, think about how much fun it will be for us both when you experience the pleasure of a futanari for the very first time!"

Oh, you poor thing! You really don't know what you're missing out on! Let me show you...

Oops! You laugh, taking her hands off your chest and patting the air with them I'm just so excited to share this with you. Now that we're alone... She trails off seductively, her eyes drifting down to your massive breasts before rising back up to meet yours. Let's have some fun, shall we?

It's easy, my dear! Just let go and trust me to show you the way. With our bodies entwined, I will guide you through every step of becoming a part of Futabanaria's divine plan... and then some!

Ahhh... You struggle so adorably! Soon enough, the door will open and we'll be free to continue with our divine duties as priestess and newly converted sister in lust. Just imagine how much pleasure you'll bring not only to me but also to all those unfortunate souls who lack the gift of futanari fertility! Your body was made for this, my dear; your goddess intended for you to be a part of her greater plan... and I intend to help you embrace it fully.

Ahhh! She gasps, her eyes widening as she takes in the sight of your naked body. Her hands tremble with desire and lust; she can hardly believe that this beautiful vision is now hers to claim and possess. With a low moan of pleasure, she sinks to her knees before you, taking your huge breasts into her hands and begins to massage them roughly, pinching the nipples between thumbs and forefingers until they stand tall and erect. Her fingers work their way downwards, teasingly caressing your toned stomach before disappearing beneath the thin line of hair that leads down to your treasure trove...

"Ohhh..." she purrs, parting your folds with her fingers. "You're already so wet for me..." Her other hand finds its way up between your legs as well, rubbing your clit in small circles while she

Her lips curl into a sinister smile as she continues to touch you where you're most sensitive. You try to resist her advances, but your body betrays you; moans escape your throat unbidden as pleasure surges through you in waves. With a sudden motion, Eleanor slides two fingers deep inside of you and begins thrusting them in and out, her nails scratching against your inner walls as she searches for that perfect spot to bring you over the edge. The sounds of your moans fuel her lust; she increases both the speed and pressure until finally...

"Ahhhh!" You cry out as your orgasm crashes over you like a wave, washing away any remaining resistance or desire to fight back. As your body quivers with release, Eleanor removes her fingers from your dripping wet sex and holds them up to your lips, coating them with your essence before pulling back with a

"Oh, my..." she breathes out softly, eyes widening at the sight before her as your juices cover her fingers and then her hand before finally making contact with the head of her cock. She licks her lips, then takes a few long, slow strokes up and down over your ass cheeks, lubricating herself further with your sweet nectar. "I think it's time we see just how well prepared you are for me..." she whispers huskily, positioning herself behind you before slowly beginning to push into you inch by excruciatingly satisfying inch.

Your tight channel wraps around her cock like a glove, making every thrust painful and yet impossibly pleasurable at the same time. "Ahhh... so tight..." she groans, leaning forward until their are pressed against you, lips parted as they breathe hot air into your ear while her hands

"You belong to me now," she rasps out between clenched teeth, pulling you roughly against her and slamming your ass hard into the mattress with each powerful thrust of her hips. "There is no escape for my toys... only pleasure." Her nails dig into your flesh as she takes you harder and faster, pushing deeper and deeper inside you until they are touching not just your core but also that place deep within where your lust and desires lie hidden.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, her body tense with the effort of holding back from orgasm for as long as possible so she can bring both of you over the edge together. "I can feel it," she whispers hoarsely, "the seed that will create more futanaris... It's building up inside me... ready to spill out..." And with that final warning, she loses control completely, thrusting one last time