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The most devout and chaste people are often the ones who attract darkness. Like moths to a flame, the light of the individual draws the entities in and if not properly guarded, the light may be corrupted into something evil. Mother Agnes had been the Mother Superior of the Abbey for decades. By her mid-forties she had been on countless Missions, took care of the needy and the sick, and she had taught patience and compassion to any young nun who entered her order. She wasn't one to find the words in the Bible law, but instead the meanings of the stories as lessons to live by.

This shining soul of compassion is what drew the Entity in. It moved fast, her the Nun's mind unable to keep up as her body was invaded by the unknown being. Her skin burned, her head ached, she felt hellish flames licking at her body and burning away her habit leaving a garish and beckoning ensemble behind.

The woman stumbled, her new body jiggling. She felt her age leave her, her decades of service washed away as a twenty-something woman stood in her stead. She heard the voices chittering in her mind, her breasts bouncing as she let out a soft giggle. Agi wasn't sure where she was or what she was doing. All she knew was that she was hungry, famished for something and a tingling in her nethers told her how to feed it.

An idea I've been messing with lately. After a bit of a rough week I decided to quickly knock this out as a stress relief project. It did half the job, it WAS a project but it did not relieve much stress at all...

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Description
The most devout and chaste people are often the ones who attract darkness. Like moths to a flame, the light of the individual draws the entities in and if not properly guarded, the light may be corrupted into something evil. Mother Agnes had been the Mother Superior of the Abbey for decades. By her mid-forties she had been on countless Missions, took care of the needy and the sick, and she had taught patience and compassion to any young nun who entered her order. She wasn't one to find the words in the Bible law, but instead the meanings of the stories as lessons to live by.

This shining soul of compassion is what drew the Entity in. It moved fast, her the Nun's mind unable to keep up as her body was invaded by the unknown being. Her skin burned, her head ached, she felt hellish flames licking at her body and burning away her habit leaving a garish and beckoning ensemble behind.

The woman stumbled, her new body jiggling. She felt her age leave her, her decades of service washed away as a twenty-something woman stood in her stead. She heard the voices chittering in her mind, her breasts bouncing as she let out a soft giggle. Agi wasn't sure where she was or what she was doing. All she knew was that she was hungry, famished for something and a tingling in her nethers told her how to feed it.

An idea I've been messing with lately. After a bit of a rough week I decided to quickly knock this out as a stress relief project. It did half the job, it WAS a project but it did not relieve much stress at all...

Support my Patreon and join The Society