Lustia. A world where gods and goddesses bless mortals with powers, great and small. A world where violence has been largely replaced with sex. A world of sexfighting, romance, magic, and adventure. What follows is a recounting of a story from this land.
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Vivienne was a relatively new Priestess in her order, so her getting this sort of mission was surprising. Exorcism's was usually something that was given only to those who have a plethora of experience in exorcising the impure spirits.
Spirits can remain for many reasons. Sometimes due to guilt, due to not managing to achieve what they wanted in life, or... simple malevolence. Those were the most tricky types of spirits anyone would have to exorcise. It was both an honour to be selected but also something exceedingly dangerous.
The house she was in clearly belonged to a wealthy couple. They had complained of someone, or rather, something disturbing them for the longest time, and they decided to finally contact the Order of Rites.
They had a wide variety of ways to exorcise spirits, whether it would be a prayer, or in other cases, making the Spirit submit through the challenge of sexfighting. This was considered risky, as it put the Priestess herself at risk, but it was also a guaranteed method of victory if they succeeded. Either way, Vivienne made her way into the house.
The couple clearly left in a hurry, yet the house was still oddly clean. The Fireplace was out, the woods still there but not burning. It was cold here. Vivienne of the Order of Rites put her hands together and hummed.
"O', lost spirit. If you are here, if you can hear my voice, make yourself known. I wish to speak with thee, and bring peace upon thy soul."
And a presence arrived.
The ghost was in the remains of what might have once been a white leotard, now soaked, only highlighting what it was meant or cover.
Its hair was long and black, covering its eyes, but not its lustful grin, and it floated slightly above ground.
What most drew the eye, however, was the pale skin, and the bountiful chest tipped with a pair of large, bright pink nipples, standing out greatly against the pale skin, the voluptuous thighs, and massive cock.
It spoke in a feminine voice:
"And what might you be doing here, cutie~? Come to get fucked silly~?"
Yet despite everything, the purple eyes of Vivienne scanned the ghost easily, taking note of everything about her. The pale skin already tipped her off as a Spirit, along with the white leotard being soaked. There was also a strange aura around her, not a suffocating one, but a cold one that would have caused goosebumps to go across her skin. Yet, she remained stoic, only tilting her head slightly, allowing the bangs from her blonde hair to fall in front of her.
"No, O'Spirit. I am here to calm thy soul." She spoke quietly, a touch of melancholy in her voice as she spoke, yet at the same time... also a bit of firmness as she stepped forward boldly, unbothered by her massive cock... or at least, it seemed like it for now.
"We have received complaints about you. There are people living here, people who would want to raise a family, and you are disturbing them. That cannot be allowed. I am here to grant you release from this mortal plane, and allow you to reach true happiness."
"Oh, you're one of those types." The ghost scoffs. "I'm afraid I won't be doing that, you little goody two-shoes. You see, fucking people is so much fun~!"
She floated around Vivienne as she spoke, giggling. "And you look like you could use a long, hard rod in your surely sopping wet cunt~." As she said that last part, her cock grew fully erect.
The Priestess stayed silent as she listened to her, Vivienne knew that she would be referred to as a goody two shoes. This was expected. A bit annoying, yes, but expected.
"In that case... How about we make a deal?" She asked. She wore a unique version of the outfit other Priestess wore. It was a revealing, short-sleeved version of the uniform. It was made to especially enhance her sexual appeal and made sure that her breasts, though somewhat smaller than the Ghosts, were still put on display, and her trousers were remarkably short. It was enticing in more ways than one can even imagine.
"I challenge you to a sex fight. If you win... you can use the energy from me and cause whatever more trouble you want. If I win though..." Her eyes narrowed. "You will likely be exorcised by the end of it. Do you understand?"
"Bah! If you win? Not gonna happen. And even then, if, if you were to manage to exorcise me, I'll just find a way back, and mark my words, you'll wake up to my cock rearranging your insides!"
The ghost floated around until she landed in front of the priestess, stepping forward and materialising her chest and cock as her tits slammed into Vivienne's smaller pair, and her cock touched Vivienne's stomach, with challenge in her eyes. "After all, I'm superior to you in. Every. Way."
Despite everything, Vivienne's gaze remained cold, yet also... seemed to warm slightly? "Maybe. You certainly are big enough to be a good challenge. But I'm happy... it's all too easy if my opponent gets tired quickly." She says with a quiet giggle, sending her a flattering of her eyelashes.
"But you do know what they say... Size isn't everything, and it's how well you use it that matters."
The ghost stepped forward again, her tits pushing even more against Vivienne's, both supple orbs getting flattened by the pressure.
The main point, however, was clearly to push her cock directly against Vivienne's skin, and show her just how deep the ghost would go. "Still so confident~?"
A small flicker of uncertainty flashed through her eyes, seeing how deep it can go, but Vivienne stood up straight. Even if her comparatively smaller breasts were flattened by the Ghost's huge mounds, and the sensation of her cock pressing against her skin was... uncomfortable, she couldn't show it.
"I am. You seem pretty intent on talking for someone who's so confident. Scared a little priestess will make you submit?" She teased, quickly reaching up and trying to grab her breasts and squeezing them.
The ghost gasped in surprise at her audacity before shoving her away and turning intangible again, floating to the ceiling. "Oh, just you wait, you cocky slut!"
A small smirk remained on the priestess's face as she watched the Ghost float away, before shaking her head and quickly heading upstairs as well, to meet her again most likely. "We'll see about that, won't we?"