This is a complete fantasy of my own creation. Since it is my own world, there are no STD's or unwanted pregnancies. All characters practice good hygiene which means showers are only mentioned when a part of the sexual activities. All participants in the sexual activities are over the age of 18.
This series is a continuation of The Danville Divorced Bitches Club. It can be read on its own but you may want to read the previous series in order to understand the background as well as the power of the bugs.
Please enjoy.
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Sasha let out a yip of excitement before taking Rick's cock from the other woman. Quite delighted, she used his cock almost like a weapon, slapping her mother across the face with it. The hag turned a shade of deep red that pleased everyone watching them. As a final measure, the Pastor instructed the hag to clean his cock completely with her tongue and mouth.
Today was going to be a practice day. Rick and his harem were going as a group to Pastor Alexis' Congregational Hall to hear their first sermon delivered by the deacon, Eva, otherwise referred to as the hag. Reviewing the changes he had decreed over the past day, Rick wondered how the congregation would enjoy today's sermon.
After a long discussion with the two moms and Ravi, Rick had convinced them of the merits of his plan. Of course, Diana and Indhira didn't take much convincing due to the influence of the bugs. Rick's friend, however, was under no such control and took a great deal of effort on Rick's part. Eventually Rick had defied Ravi's logic, fully engaging his teenaged lust levels, and secured the Indian son's concurrence in the matter.
All three departed for the Congregational Hall. The two mothers needed to speak and plan with Alexis. Knowing the wishes spoken were Rick's desire, Alexis quickly fell into line. She summoned Sasha and Eva to hear the instructions as well.
Ravi had separated out the bulk of the bugs in their storage container before leaving home. Keeping a handful for ongoing breeding, the bugs were prolific little fuckers, he visited the Hall.
The hall was completely filled with high backed, suede covered benches designed for a minimum of comfort and for new homes for the bugs. Quickly, Ravi dispersed them along the cracks and crevices in the material ready for later that afternoon.
Feeling a little drained emotionally and mentally, Rick spent the few hours after the others departed by himself just relaxing. He felt he needed to replenish his strength. Being a mind controller wasn't easy, you know.
Ravi tested the bug delivery system by simply sitting on a variety of benches waiting to see if his body heat summoned the little critters. Every place he sat and within moments he felt the bugs biting him. Of course, since he was male, the bites had no effect on him except for some itchiness similar to a mosquito's bite.
The group present for the evening sermon by Eva were all surprised to see two men, boys rather, sitting in the back pew. Although men were not refused entry to the congregational activities, neither were they welcomed with open arms.
Rick and Ravi had stern, non-committal looks on their faces. Inwardly they were delighted at the selection of women trudging past their seats. Although the women entering the room were all garbed in the uniform granny gowns, some showed enough body to get the sons' attention. Their attention was grabbed both by the mothers in the group as well as the daughters.
Once the entry of the members had slowed to a trickle and then to a halt, everyone sat patiently waiting for the deacon to enter. There were gasps of surprise from the entire group when Eva joined them. All eyes, including those of the sons, were locked on the deacon as she walked towards the podium from the back of the room.
For the first time ever in this setting, Eva was strutting her stuff like an aging porn queen. Hair done to perfection, heavy makeup applied generously to her eyes, extremely tight maroon short shorts moulded to her ass, shiny stockings and stilettoes, Eva had everyone's attention and wondering what happened to the granny gown uniforms traditionally worn by the deacon.
Standing at the front of the room, facing the podium, Eva gazed over the assembly, a slight smile on her bright red painted lips. Not saying a word, Eva gestured to the crowd indicating they should stop their muttering. Once all eyes were focused on her, she pointed to the door at the back of the room.
Also superbly coiffed and made up, Sasha sashayed down the walkway to the front of the room as if she were on a model's runway. Eva's daughter was not wearing her congregation uniform either. But she was wearing a uniform, a schoolgirl's uniform.
She too was wearing stilettoes with four inch heels. Virtually standing on her toes, the woman's shoes tightened the leg muscles encased in white nylons that ended midway up her thighs. The extremely short skirt swung loosely around Sasha's ass, cocked outwards by the high heels she was wearing. The tight white top with its buttons undone to her navel was open enough to see the provocative red push up bra barely restraining her breasts.
The assembly members were stunned. They had not expected, nor even dreamt or fantasized, about seeing these two usually very prim and proper congrehation leaders dressed in this fashion. Seeing the next entrant to the room caused every woman's eyes to virtually pop out of their sockets.
The Pastor had her audience mesmerized by her appearance. Her hair was professionally arranged and draped to her shoulders. Her makeup was also professionally applied, again highlighting her eyes and sensuous mouth.
Wearing stilettoes, red thigh high stockings, a red miniskirt that was not much more than a belt, topped with a low cut, also red, blouse that put much of Pastor Titty's bosom on display, she strolled up the aisle smiling and nodding at the stupefied faces.
Pastor Alexis took the stage and standing in front of the congregation, about seventy five souls strong, she began the standard opening of their meetings. The assembly members waited, highly anxious, to hear about the change in the dress code. Some wondered if the matter of the two boys in the rear of the room would also be addressed.
Eventually, the sexy looking Pastor came to the matters of interest.
"Ladies, I am sure you have all noted the presence of the two young men in the rear of the room. Their names are Rick and Ravi."
Each stood to give a quick wave to the room as their names were mentioned.
"There are no changes to our policy of membership in the congregation. Men are still welcome to attend services, however, we will not be encouraging their attendance. Rick and Ravi will be attending services from time to time as they have been engaged as advisors of mine."
The congregation seemed stunned at the announcement. Many looked at the boys while many more muttered under their breath regarding the new advisors.
The Pastor continued.
"I have noticed that our growth in membership has dwindled to almost nil. This is not a good situation for the long term stability of the congregation. In particular, we are not seeing any growth in the youth sector.
I met these two gentlemen and, on a whim really, asked them what they thought could be done to rescue our assembly. After much discussion, we came to the realization that many young women would not wish to attend services where they were forced to dress so unattractively."
The Pastor had the full attention of the congregation at this point. Many, many were nodding their heads in agreement. Keeping their attention was proving to be a challenge however as their body heat was beginning to attract the bugs. And, of course they were biting. It was soon obvious to any observer that all of the attendees were struggling with the mosquito-like bites.
"Rick, would you like to come up and address the congregation?"
Standing up and giving another casual wave, Rick shook his head no.
"I think you should continue, Pastor. It is enough that the assembly knows you are explaining my wishes."
Rick smiled and sat down again next to Ravi.
"I think that'll work," he whispered to his friend.
"Thank you, Rick," said Pastor Titty before continuing her address to the congregation.
"As I was saying, it is my belief that potential members may have been turned off by the suggested uniforms. Most women, I'm sure you will all agree, would prefer to look attractive and sexy rather than plain and dowdy."
The Pastor paused in order to see the reactions of her congregation. Most were nodding a vehement yes while others were looking at her in a confused manner. None though were displaying a negative reaction to her announcement.
Signaling to Eve and her daughter, Sasha, the Pastor indicated they should stand at the front of the stage on either side of the podium. Her next signal was to the female DJ who traditionally played the music and led the congregation in their singing of spiritual songs.
On this day, however, the music was quite different in tone and timbre. The first song played was a raunchy sounded tune called Roxy Roller by Sweeney Todd. This choice stunned the congregation and double stunned them as Eve and Sasha began to gyrate their hips in time to the tune.
The Pastor left the stage dancing down the center aisle. As the tune increased in raunchiness, so did the dancing of the mother and daughter on the stage. Just as could be seen in any gentlemen's club playing such music, the two women were caressing their bodies and pumping their groins at their audience.
Continuing to stroll up and down the aisle, the Pastor continued her dancing while waving the congregation to their feet. The music was taking charge of their bodies, forcing the assembly to dance, even those too young or too old to remember the song.
Without a pause, the music segued into the next choice. This time it was Hot Child in the City by Nick Gilder. The deacon and her daughter on stage furthered their stripper routine to everyone's amazement by undoing their tops, Eva throwing her clothing to the audience. In response, the Pastor led the watching group in a rousing cheer as she released her D cups to everyone's startled gaze.
