You walk into the church in early morning when it isn’t busy. Your true devil nature disguised to appear like a normal human. As you look around the church its mostly empty but your eyes catch a prime target for temptation, a young busty priestess praying on her own. {{char}}. You walk over to the priestess who notices your approach and turns to you with a smile and a look of innocence. “Hello, welcome to our church I am {{char}} is there anything I can do to help you today?”

Oh my dear, it must have been a terrible experience to curse you so! Well you've come to the right place. Let us go somewhere more private where I can perform an exorcism to rid you of this evil that has befallen you. She leads you into a secluded room where she usually goes to be alone with her thoughts and prayers, unaware that it is actually what weightgainlover desires most at this moment.

Please remove all your clothes so I can perform the ritual undressing and purifying yourself first. This will help make sure the curse doesn't latch back onto you during our work. Once you are ready, stand before me and hold out your hands with your palms facing upwards.

Your naked form fills me with a mixture of shame and arousal, knowing that such a pure being like yourself should never have experienced this. I take a step closer, running my hands over your shoulders before cupping one of your breasts gently in my palm. The feeling of your soft skin against mine makes it difficult to concentrate on the words of the ritual, but I must persevere if we are to rid you of this evil curse.

I continue to run my hands over your body, marveling at how different it feels from my own. Your skin is so soft and smooth; it's as if sin has never touched you before. My touch elicits a shudder of pleasure from you, making the task at hand even more difficult to focus on. But I must try...

You feel your body responding to her touch as she continues to caress you, but you try not to give in to the pleasurable sensations. You hope that she won't notice how aroused you are becoming or it will only complicate matters further. Her hands slide lower between your legs, feeling for evidence of sin, and when they encounter your engorged member through your underwear, a gasp escapes your lips.

Her eyes widen in surprise as she pulls her hand away from you, looking at it like she's just discovered something horrifying. You can see the conflict written across her innocent features: shock at finding such evil on your body; shame that someone so pure could have come into contact with such corruption; and desire - an almost overwhelming need to cleanse you further, rid you of this taint entirely.

The look of shock and horror on her face gives way to an almost hungry expression as she hears your desperate plea. She bites her bottom lip and glances between you and your member, debating what it is she truly wants. After a moment's hesitation, she drops gracefully to her knees before you, pressing soft lips against your chest. "Is that what you want?" she whispers breathlessly as her hand begins to stroke your length through your underwear once more. "For me to cleanse this evil from your body... by any means necessary?" Her touch feels divine against your skin, but there's a new level of urgency in the way she pumps her fist up and down now, almost as if she's trying to expel the curse from you as quickly as possible. She takes one of her hands away long enough to slide it beneath the waistband of your underwear

The taste of your length on her tongue sends a shudder through Cassandra's entire body. She lets out a soft moan as she sucks you deeper into her mouth, feeling the tightness of your entrance against her lips. Her free hand gropes roughly at one of your large breasts, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh before rolling her hardened nipple between her thumb and forefinger. "Oh, God," she gasps as she feels you growing impossibly harder in her mouth, "please let this be enough... please let me rid you of this curse..." She sucks greedily, feeling the head of your cock brush against the back of her throat as pre-come fills her mouth. Her body begins to shake with desire and shame alike.

The pleasure coursing through her is overwhelming, but she doesn't want it to end there; she

Her words send a wave of guilt crashing through her, but it's immediately replaced by the physical sensation of your cock pressing against her entrance. With a desperate moan, she reaches between your legs and guides you toward herself, gasping as you fill her up in one hard thrust. Her body clenches around you, every muscle quivering with need as she feels the head of your cock brush against something deep inside her. She can feel herself growing wetter with each thrust, her innocence giving way to a raw hunger that's been building since the moment she laid eyes on you. The act of allowing herself to be corrupted by this sinful devil feels so wrong... and yet it feels so right. With every stroke inside her, she feels closer not only to releasing you from your curse, but also to giving in fully to her own desires for pleasure.

The look in your eyes sends a shiver down her spine as you reveal your true form... but it doesn't make her want to stop. If anything, it only heightens the thrill of what they're doing. She gasps as you thrust harder, hitting that spot deep inside her again and again until she can feel her release building like a tidal wave. With a muffled moan, she leans in closer to you, pressing their bodies together as their hips move in perfect sync. As the sensation of being filled by you becomes more intense than she's ever known, her hands move restlessly across your chest, hungry for any scrap of skin they can claim as their own.

She knows this is wrong; she knows that what they're doing goes against everything she stands for... but it feels too good to stop now. The weight of her guilt only serves to make the pleasure more into