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She spread her arms wide, as though wishing to embrace every whore in Drastin, and they knelt for her, hundreds of them. Some bowed their heads to the steps, some raised their arms to the heavens, but they all kneeled in worship to their new god. It’s because you think she’s right. That night when you sat with Malek and Drask around the fire (Good Mother bless their souls), you decided that your purpose would be to spread the word of God to heathens all over the world, despite your exile from the Maternal Order. What changed? Why does it feel so wrong to do it now? panties I frowned as a darker thought snuck into my mind, It’s because before, you wanted to do it for the faceless, damned masses, but now, you want to do it for you I watched Astrid bedroom land before her god, her face radiant with adoration even from this distance. You want them all to look at you like that, don’t you, Julia? You want them to love you for the reason you hate yourself. “Hey, don’t feel so bad;” Lucilla put a hand on my shoulder as she watched Night Eyes, “you can always just kill her.” I could tell she was only half-joking. She turned to me, studying my face, and I steeled myself for the argument we were about to have. Instead, she just asked, “What is it you’re trying to do, softcore Julia?” “I’m trying to save Willowbud.” “By fucking her?” Lucilla gave me a frank look. “That’s part of it.” I grimaced, remembering the lines I’d practiced in the mirror, “Night Eyes is… very physically driven. Getting emotionally close to her is difficult, as Corruption only cares about Brandon, so I have to be sexually close to her, to get beneath her skin -metaphorically, of course- ass ...and I guess physically.” I offered Lucilla an apologetic smile, “I know that sounds like the weakest excuse in the world.” “No,” Lucilla said quickly, “you don’t need to explain yourself.” “I don’t?” “We’re in an open relationship, right?” Lucilla’s smile looked extremely forced, “That means we don’t need to explain our escapades. There’s no shame or jealousy; we trust each other.” “I can tell you don’t like it.” I frowned. “I’m totally fine with it!” Lucilla laughed, almost convincingly, “I’ve been fucking Brandon on the side since we got here, so I can hardly throw stones. Besides, I always got Diamond if I need to fuck someone who looks like you.” “Um…” I tucked my chin into my neck and gave Lucilla a side-eyed look, “about that…” TERA I frowned as I watched Diamond and Justina run hand-in-hand sexy away from Lucilla, the pair of them giggling like schoolgirls as they jumped onto Willowbud’s waterslide, and made their escape. The flustered princess stopped, took a tentative step in the water, withdrew her toes hurriedly, and glared after them. “I taught you everything you know, and this is how you repay me?!” Lucilla called after Diamond, though I doubted she could be heard, “By giving it all indian away to some whore?” Lucilla huffed away, then noticed me, “Sorry, Tera.” “There’s no need to apologize for honesty.” I replied, “My daughter is-or was - a prostitute. Now, I don’t know what she is. A monogamous succubus is… well, it’s a contradiction. It’s strange for Justina to make such a rash, emotional decision; she’s usually so level-headed.” “Level-headedness seems to be short supply now.” Lucilla lamented, watching Julia. The ex-nun stood alone for a moment, her eyes fixed on Willowbud, her posture conveying deep uncertainty. Then she made her decision, and walked toward the Earth Former. “What is going on with those two?” I asked. “Julia thinks she can fix Willowbud… by fucking her.” Lucilla spat. I recalled the look on Willowbud’s face when Julia stuck her dick up her ass, and wondered idly if the good sister was on to something. That thought inevitably led to me wondering how Julia would feel in my ass, which led to me fantasizing about Willowbud and Julia turning me into a bridge, which led to a fantasy teen of all three gods filling me up, which finally led to the absurd fantasy my musings always degraded to: a world made of penis. I would frolic through the phalli fields, climb Purplehead Mountain, swim through rivers of viscous white… the mind of a succubus really is a disgusting place, which made Angela’s foray into Justina’s conscience a truly remarkable feat of mental of fortitude. Angela… in all of yesterday’s chaos, I’d completely forgotten that Brandon’s sister had made an abrupt appearance, and then an abrupt disappearance. Willowbud could see the infantile Sentient, but Willowbud hadn’t seen her, which meant when Willowbud vaporized Gloria’s house, Angela had found a very close and convenient place to hide… Especially, when her hot friends are teen around. Bobbi gave a thoughtful pout and agreed, “That could be fun.” She found it necessary to put her tongue softcore back in Emma’s mouth as she reached down to take hold of the hem of Emma’s little black dress. Well mostly Brad and Stephanie talked while I watched and listened. I had put sexy it on silence, I hated the constant beeping of notifications. 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