Kristanna sat on the sofa at Margaret's living room, wearing her usual nun habit. However, she didn't bother to have the veil covering her hair. It was right after lunchtime and Kristanna had been obsessing about figuring out her new smartphone. She had spent most of the morning messing around with apps, taking a few selfies, and understanding the device she had just gotten as a gift from Vanessa.
It had been three days since the event at the club and Kristanna never bothered to go back to the church after that. She simply called to inform Father Falon that she was on a trip with Margaret. She had expected to hear some kind of sermon, a scolding involving allegations such as "you are neglecting your duties to the church" or similar. But surprisingly, she got none of that from the priest. Instead, he said she should take her time and he would be alright on his own for a while. It was unexpected, to say the least, but it was easy and convenient to accept for Kristanna. After all, she was strongly considering giving up the nun cover at this point as it was becoming increasingly hard to maintain.
Rumors had been traveling through the gossip channels of North Jefferson's downtown elite community. They talked about Margaret's relationship with her daughter and the way their body had changed in the past couple of months. People remarked on their relationship with sister Morgan, questioned its nature. It seemed like it was a matter of time until they connected the dots, the changes to Margaret and Vanessa had already reached a point that revealed their supernatural nature, unsettling to most. And as it always is with people, whatever they can't understand they immediately demonize. An ironic way of putting it, as in this situation the cause was an actual demon.
Vanessa didn't have a care in the world for what others were saying. As far as she was concerned they could talk as much as they wanted, she was too busy having fun at every opportunity. The blond felt like she was born to have a cock, nothing else mattered. Even Margaret was slowly making peace with her new self. After the event in the club she was no longer insecure or afraid to go out in public. The influence of her uninhibited daughter and confident demoness friend had finally gotten to her.
Kristanna would have cared about the gossip if this had happened before when she was still working on earning Margaret's trust. But now their relationship was solid, Margaret was accepting her new body and incorporating Kristanna's corruption in her daily life. Maybe it was time for the demoness to move on from Father Falon's church, after all. Kristanna even considered the possibility of leaving North Jefferson altogether, knowing that at this point Vanessa and Margaret were so addicted to her cum and its effects that they would follow her anywhere.
Taking into account the circumstances, Kristanna was mostly done with trying to keep the appearances. She was at peace with staying at Margaret's home for now, relaxing and fucking in equal proportion. They also tried new outfits and toys they got from Sorcha's. They probably already had more toys and sex equipment than Mother Grace kept in her dungeon at the Camp of Blessing. Custom gear, made to fit their size and extreme appetites. Leather gear, vibrators as big as Kristanna's cock, with horse shapes, bumps, ridges as well as other unusual features. Vanessa's free pass to Sorcha's store was coming in handy. Even though she never really revealed to Kristanna or Margaret how she got it, which would certainly make for an interesting occasion eventually.
Margaret walked into the living room, her smile evident. Kristanna just watched as her huge tits and ass shook beautifully, bouncing with her gait. The bulge on her skirt was very much visible, no clothes could hide the majestic cock and balls. Equally in evidence were her huge, fat nipples, almost as if trying to break through the button shirt that could barely contain the weight of her beach-ball-sized tits.
Despite her oversexualized figure, Margaret seemed at peace. No longer she felt nervous and formal about every aspect of her life. She was free to be herself, the elegant, confident woman she had always been. Her tits, hips, ass, and cock were always going to give her an erotic look, no matter the outfit. They were the first thing one saw when looking at her, so what was the point in hiding? Margaret embraced it all. She felt like a different person and it showed.
"So, what is this little meeting about? And where is Vanessa?", inquired the demoness, never taking her eyes out of her phone.
"My daughter is testing out a few new toys upstairs", Margaret responded as a wild orgasmic scream echoed through the house followed by wet splashing noises, and then a few more screams. Kristanna giggled while listening, imagining how the girl was repainting the walls of her room with cum, "Well, I guess the toys work!" she remarked.
Margaret nodded in response, "She has been ordering all she can from that Sorcha's store, a lot of custom made stuff. She got some kind of free pass there, can you believe it?"
"Yeah, how did she do that anyway? I saw them meeting at the club. Is she a close friend of the owner?"
Margaret shrugged, "Something like that, I suppose. We can ask her later, I have other things I'm very excited to talk about now!"
Kristanna could see that Margaret could barely contain herself, beaming with excitement as she grabbed some folders and papers from the shelf nearby. Margaret sat down, opened one of the folders flipping through it briefly. Then she placed it open on the table. It was some sort of x-ray exam image, something that Kristanna couldn't grasp at first sight.
"This is my breast cancer exam. I'm healed!" Margaret clarified with genuine excitement, bouncing on her seat.
Kristanna gasped, not sure of what to say, flooded by a feeling of happiness that mixed with confusion. She grabbed the papers and began to read to find some sort of confirmation, not that she would even know where to look, "No way! Really? It healed just like that?"
Margaret nodded repeatedly with joy, "YES! The doctor said what has been happening to my body recently is the most extreme hormonal and physical shift she has ever seen and documented. She doesn't understand what you've done to me. Don't worry, I didn't say anything about us. I also didn't authorize her to do anything with my exams and took every copy. She has been paid handsomely to stay quiet. She told me there is no trace of the cancer anymore, all gone, just like that!"
"Wow, that is amazing news, Margaret! I am very happy for you!" Kristanna could barely believe what she heard, how was this possible?
"Thank you. But you know this was your doing, right? I mean, you changed me forever, and it also healed me. My breasts have never been this "healthy" if you know what I mean", Margaret cupped both her tits and jiggled them softly.
Kristanna laughed, she grabbed Margaret's hand with affection. She had long known that her cum could alter people's bodies turning them in a corrupted, hypersexualized version of themselves. But not that it was also capable of healing serious illnesses such as cancer. However, when the demoness reflected on the subject, it all made sense. Her cum was capable of erasing wrinkles, making people's skin and hair look better. It changed their muscles, body mass, fat, bone structure making them taller. Hell, it even altered their anatomy to the point of giving them new reproductive organs! Back at the Camp of Blessing, Kristanna recalled when Mother Grace had her nipples replaced with penises. Sister Denise had grown a huge horse cock. If such extreme changes could take place, why would it not be possible for her cum to heal a tumor?
"Margaret, I didn't know my cum could do this until now. But I think this is the best thing I've ever done for someone. I am so glad you are healed!" Margaret smiled and caressed Kristanna's hand between hers, beaming with happiness, "Nobody's happier than me! And I thought that since you gave me something priceless, which is my life back, I should also give you something in return".
Margaret grabbed yet another folder and placed it on the table. These were legal documents, some sort of contract or deal, "At the club, you told me you wanted to move forward, build your life again. These documents transfer to you ownership of a sizeable portion of everything I own. Land, assets, and stocks. I am making you my full-time partner in business. And don't worry, you won't have to do anything too complex to manage this. We will go through creating your proper documentation, IDs, accounts, and opening all we need so you can manage your wealth. My office will take care of things for both of us, keep you informed and consult you. This contract is a draft of what is to come, take your time to read through before you sign anything, for safety. If you agree we will have this concluded by the end of the week."
Kristanna was in disbelief. Her plan had finally come to fruition, the reason why she had even approached Margaret in the first place. Not only she had what she desired, but she also had a great friend. The deeply Christian Margaret she had known had slowly been fucked out of this new, amazing woman that Margaret had become. Comfortable with herself, open, light-hearted, and generous. She grabbed the folder nodding at Margaret, "Thank you so much, I don't know what to say... but I think there is a problem, there is something I haven't told you"
Margaret just sat and listened as Kristanna found the words to explain this properly, "It's about my identity... I don't think you will find much on Kristanna Morgan out there. You see, I come from a troubled household, I was adopted by a family before going to the Camp of Blessing, and when I left I didn't want to go back to them. I left everything and everyone behind to come to North Jefferson. The nuns helped me and made some documentation for me as Kristanna Morgan in the church, but I don't exist outside of that. That's why I couldn't get a cellphone or buy things, I don't have documents or anything to my name..."
As the demoness looked up, Margaret had a soft smile on her lips, "I know, dear. Do you think I was born yesterday? My office looked into this and they said exactly what you just told me. I appreciate the fact you are honest with me, and I know you had your reasons to start your life again. Many people would not have that kind of courage or commitment. We will get your documents properly set up. I know some people on the "not-so-legal" side of the aisle. A perk of dealing with my husband's allies for so long in politics is that people owe you a favor or two. You have nothing to worry about, from now on Kristanna Morgan will exist with all the necessary documents!"
Kristanna shook her head in disbelief, "You're unbelievable, Margaret. I don't know what to say..."
