Weeks had passed since Colleen and Lailee left the strange spectre of The Night Cloak Inn. The girls were accompanied by Nishala and a small host foul undead things, the trip involving much submission to the desires of the grotesque, rotted beings the girls had given their souls to not long ago. While exhausted from the near constant pleasuring of the tireless undead host, the two girls, along with death priestess Nishala enjoyed giving themselves to the creatures, carnal pleasures flowing through their luscious bodies.
During this time, Vivian rather enjoyed herself as she gave herself to the mercy of the vile little creature that she had summoned, its libido unending, her delicious body taken eagerly by the creature, the thing overjoyed to finally have the woman it had lusted after for decades. However, this would end after a few days. For, Vivian had found herself locked in the cellar of The Sanctuary, with no way to leave. Eventually she was discovered when the priestesses came down here to begin the process of disposing of the demonic corpses that had been stored.
She now found herself in a small cell, still beneath The Sanctuary, isolated from the women who resided here, lest she spread evil within the place. Her luscious form was now adorned with an ugly, loose fitting brown set of trousers and shirt. Though, Vivian did not mind too much, smirking as she reached beneath the garb, gently rubbing her hand over her now swollen belly, the woman's pregnancy hidden by the ugly garb she was given to wear. She recalled the last couple days fondly, watching as her disgusting lover eagerly plunged his slimy, maggoty, undead cock into her; the thing thrusting sharply as she gasped in pleasure while the creature satisfied itself and unleashed decades of unsated lust into her. Any day now she would give birth to the thing's spawn, the undead creatures infesting The Sanctuary, much to her delight. Vivian didn't know where the creature was, the thing having scurried away when she was discovered, but based on the fact she has not been questioned about it, Vivian knew he was still around her somewhere, most likely preventing from coming to her due to the magic protecting the cell.
Vivian turned her head and looked out the small barred window in the door to her cell as she heard the sounds of someone descending the stairs. Lowering her shirt, she hid her pregnant belly and she turned to see who was joining her down here. The former death priestess smiling invitingly as she saw the diminutive form of Mari turn and head down the hall towards her.
"Well, hello again Mari." Vivian purred, wrapping her fingers around the bars in the window and smirking at the tiny girl. "It looks like they keep sending you the dirty work, or perhaps you enjoy coming down here to spend time with me, hmm?"
"Please don't tease me like that." Replied Mari, the tiny, petite peasant girl looking away shyly as she approached, carrying a plate of food and drink for Vivian.
"Oh, I am not teasing you." Vivian replied, gazing down at the woman's tiny form, guessing she was barely of age to be a woman, ready to experience what it was like to be made a women at the hands of a lustful undead. "I know of many who would just love to pleasure that lovely body of yours for you."
"Please, do not speak of such foul things." Mari replied as she reached out and opened a small slot in the door to pass the food through to Vivian.
"Hmm, thank you." Vivian said, reaching out and gently caressing Mari's forearm softly as the woman pushed the tray into the cell. "There is no harm, you are not a priestess, just a local woman, no vows to break. Their manhoods' are quite large, it would feel so good as you experience it moving in and out of your body; stretching you around it as it dives deep into you before spilling its seed into your belly."
The tiny brunette Mari found it odd that Vivian's vile suggestions caused her mind to wander. In her thoughts, she lay beneath her undead lover, maggots dripping from his rotted form onto her tiny body. Her lips here parted to moan in pleasure as she watched him move between her open thighs, casually pushing his thick, engorged organ into her while her hips spasmed in pleasure.
Vivian's smile widened as she watched Mari, the tiny woman's lips parting as her breathing deepened, the young, naïve girl imagining herself enjoying the act of mating with an undead.
As she allowed her mind to wander, Mari could hear the creature's foul groans of pleasure as it took her body, feeling her wrapped snugly around his vile organ as it pumped it in and out, in and out. Rotted hands caressed her breasts, her large mounds nearly too big for her small frame, exploring her as she let this creature have her. As she enjoyed it, she then felt the sickening sensation of his deathly seed flow into her, spewing into her fertile womb as her body was conquered by it.
"Oh..eww..." Mari said, her mind snapping back as she pulled her arm away from Vivian. "No, I could never do that."
Vivian continued to smile as the young peasant girl Mari turned and hurried up the stairs, staring through the bars at her. If her mind got that caught up in the mere suggestion, then that meant her allies had arrived, and their influence was being felt, if at least in the town outside The Sanctuary.
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A few days later High Priestess Breena looked out from her window down into the courtyard of The Sanctuary as the afternoon sun shone brightly. Breena ran The Sanctuary and was responsible for the safety of the women who now lived here, after all they had endured enough and had earned the chance to live a quiet, relaxing life. While things seemed ordinary, good in fact, Vivian's presence in the dungeon made the woman think something sinister was being planned. As she stared down at Shereena, the young priestess Shereena was smiling as she was reunited with her friend, a young noble by the name of Colleen. Colleen seemed to be giggling, placing a hand on Shereena's shoulder for a moment before taking her by the arm, seemingly guiding them both to Shereena's chamber where they could talk. But, beneath this happy reunion, Breena suspected this timing was too coincidental; Vivian had to have something to do with this. She had sent some of the other priestesses whom watched over this place to the city for help. It would still be a week or more before they returned, and now she wished they were here. She simply did not have enough people around to keep an eye on Vivian and Colleen.
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"Well, at least your quarters are a bit nicer than back at the temple." Lady Colleen, smiling as she teased her friend Shereena and entered the somewhat modest chambers.
"Oh, its plenty for me." Shereena replied. "You know how I am, I have never needed much."
"At least things seem cozy and relaxing." Colleen mused with a smile as she walked around, inspecting her friend's quarters.
