-- Consumation --
When Sister Paula graduated from the Celestial Rise Academy, she naively believed she would go on to fight demons and save lives. Some of her fellow Novices were more focused on religious doctrine, oriented towards administration and prayer, but not Paula. She was eager to put all of her skills to the test against the real forces of hell. As such, her frustration and disappointment were immeasurable when she found out her assignment: guarding a vault in the middle of nowhere.
Despite resenting the Celestial Rise for giving her this post, Paula would never dare to voice her opinion or question the orders of her superiors. For five years, she guarded the vault as ordered, never leaving her post. Paula performed the functions assigned to her with discipline and diligence. No questions asked, nothing outside the books. She believed only through hard work and dedication would she eventually earn a transfer and become one among the field hunters, out there fighting real evil.
That was until Daisy showed up. The young Novice had an unorthodox path into the Celestial Rise. Instead of attending the academy like everyone else, the girl was placed under the mentorship of Sister Paula at the museum. Daisy was the daughter of someone of high rank inside the Celestial Rise, although Paula did not know who. The girl had been assigned to this safe location to have a glimpse of what life as a member of the Rise could be. Sister Paula was to mentor her and give her a head-start on the academy teachings so she would excel once she joined.
Unlike Sister Paula, Daisy was not eager to be a huntress. The young Novice was almost too innocent in her approach, believing her virtue and the grace of God could overcome any situation, no matter how violent. She maintained that position, despite having been told otherwise by Sister Paula for the past five years.
Most of all, Daisy's arrival signaled to Sister Paula that The Rise had no intention of putting her in the field. Daisy got to learn from a graduated huntress and get ahead in the academy. She would most likely go on to be a true Demon Huntress. Someone who comes from a holy bloodline, with contacts in high places. Meanwhile, they would likely just send more Novices for Paula to train while keeping her forever on guard duty.
So when Octavia broke into the consecration chamber and corrupted the seal, Sister Paula had the opportunity she had been looking for. She could finally prove herself by stopping this traitor and showing The Rise she could be much more than a mere guard in a vault. Her strong resolve and experience fighting her brothers and sisters in the Celestial Rise gave her an edge against Octavia. With her preferred weapon at hand, the staff, while Octavia was unarmed, her combined advantage almost secured her victory.
But what Sister Paula lacked was the experience of real combat. Unlike in training, there is no expectation of fairness or mutual respect in the real world. Paula had been outnumbered and outmatched, there was no way around that. As she slowly regained consciousness, Sister Paula could only think of her defeat. There are no rules in real conflict and she had learned that lesson the hard way.
"Hard" seemed to be the theme of her life right now. As the sister woke up to something hard, hot, and wet poking onto her cheek. Sister Paula blinked heavily, looking up she was met with the sight of a colossal cock tapping at her cheek. The shaft was at least four feet long, covered in a web of finger-thick, pulsating veins that extended to the huge ball sack below. The two massive testicles were bigger than beach balls, covering Octavia's thighs and hanging below her knees. Her cock dripped with cum so thick it glued to Sister Paula's face, forming strings connected to the throbbing shaft.
Following the massive cock with her gaze, Paula saw Octavia's shredded abdominal muscles and the gray pubes adorning the base of her shaft. The huntress' bronze skin emphasized their strength and vascularity. She was almost seven feet tall, putting any bodybuilder to shame. Yet despite the size of her muscles she still had ample breasts and fat accumulated all over her round ass cheeks. That body should not be possible, everything was out of this world. The wing-shaped tendrils emerging from Octavia's back were now a mix of white and black. Her long gray hair extended to her ass cheeks, flowing softly with the emanating power. She stared down at Sister Paula with a smile. Her black eyes contained a white, glowing iris at the center.
Sister Paula felt groggy and slow, but it wasn't because of the blows she had suffered. She had lied for over half an hour in a mix of Kristanna and Octavia's cum. Her entire body was soaked in it. The white parts of her tight leotard were fully transparent. While she was unconscious, Kristanna's aphrodisiac cum had affected Sister Paula's body, suppressing her fighting instinct and making her more aroused than she had ever been. When she woke up her own arousal hit her like a truck. She had not trained to resist that in the academy.
"Rise and shine, sister. What should we call you?" Octavia sarcastically asked as she continued to tease and tap her fat cock on Paula's face.
"M-my name is... P-Paula..." she responded, slurring her words. Her gaze turned to see an even bigger figure standing next to Octavia. The black demoness from before somehow seemed more imposing now. Her cock was even bigger and thicker than Octavia's. Her balls were so massive they were resting behind her like a second pair of ass cheeks nested under Kristanna's colossal backside. Paula couldn't help but admire the beautiful features of the black Amazon. She stared down at Paula with glowing red eyes, the red crown burning between her horns. Sparks of deep red floated around her as if the air itself was set on fire by her power.
The black demoness spoke, "Well, Sister Paula. We didn't come here for you so we are prepared to let you go free."
"Really? You would let me walk away just like that?" Paula answered in disbelief, wondering what the catch was. What would stop her from simply going out and bringing the entire Celestial Rise to hunt them until they recovered everything that was stolen? A strange proposal by the demoness. Sister Paula realized she was unaware of who Kristanna was and what she was capable of, so she trod carefully.
Octavia nodded in response, "Who do you think we are? The Celestial Rise? No, we are free, and we don't keep prisoners. You're so used to having orders forced onto you that you're surprised when someone gives you the freedom to choose. I was once like that too, and I am giving you the chance to break your shackles."
"You call this... Freedom? This body... this... huge... cock of yours... and tasty, warm cum... do you think it's going to give you freedom? Or are you now just a slave to your desires?"
Octavia giggled watching Sister Paula almost lose her self-control while she spoke in detail about the taste of her cum. She nibbled on the head of Octavia's cock while talking, unable to contain her lust, fighting for the very last bit of control. "At least my desires are my own. We both have our masters, sister. The difference is that your masters at the Rise don't care about you, or anyone but themselves. Kristanna offered me the chance to take my destiny into my own hands. You have no idea how it feels! This power is everything, sister!"
