A Superfluity of Nuns (Original)

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Themes: Consensual, Virginal, Nuns, Breeding

Word Count: 4,483

Summary: A group of nuns gets the chance to meet God. He's descended from Heaven and taken the form of a mortal man in order to fuck and impregnate all of them. That makes sense right?

A Superfluity of Nuns  

Everything was finally coming to fruition. For a man like him, projects were a go to. After all, he’d made his fortune in project management. Well, he’d made his start there at least. He’d made his fortune in stocks just like everyone else did. And now he was a billionaire, though not one of the public types. He stayed relatively private, holding a seat on the boards of several different companies and owning shares in a hundred more.

He was the nice, affable man on a dozen committees, the compromiser, the mediator. He was completely and utterly harmless in the eyes of most. And in the eyes of very few, he was an irredeemable pervert. To be fair, the man couldn’t help but believe that most people were. The idea that he might be in the minority seemed laughable. People were perverted. This was simple fact, proven time and time again by a dozen psychological studies and the internet itself.

The vast majority of humans were deviants, hiding behind a thin veneer of respectability. Everyone spouted out the right moral platitudes to keep the truly prudish in the dark, but behind closed doors, most were just as freaky and as kinky as he was. More than that, the billionaire was quite sure that if they had his money and his free time, they’d arrange situations like this as well.

The door suddenly opened, and the nunnery’s Abbess stepped inside. She startled upon seeing him sitting behind her desk, but he just smiled at her knowingly as the older woman flushed red and ducked her eyes.

“M-Mr. Scott. I was not expecting you today. It’s always a pleasure though. What brings our most important donor to the convent this fine evening?”

Smiling, he waved a hand a bit dismissively.

“Willow my dear, what have I told you? Please, call me Leon. I rather think we’re on first name basis by now, aren’t we?”

Abbess Willow Palmer, one of the more important pieces in a chess game he’d been playing at this convent for over a decade, flushed bright red and bit her lower lip. Her hands were suddenly clutching at her habit in a way that told him she was more than ready to tear it off. Leon would have liked to think he was just that good, but in truth, Abbess Palmer was just that much of a slut.

“I-If that is the case L-Leon, may I assume this is a p-personal visit?”

Letting out an exasperated, yet amused sigh, Leon smiled good-naturedly at the blushing Abbess.

“No, unfortunately I’m here for something besides you today my dear. Still, let’s see it at least, or I know you’ll be vibrating with need for the rest of the night, poor dear.”

Biting her lower lip, the Abbess shucked her robe in one smooth move and tossed it aside, revealing the voluptuous body that her habit covered up. Dressed in only her head covering and a cross necklace, Willow Palmer exposed the complex rope bondage currently across her entire body, as well as the massive vibrating dildo that said rope was holding in between her legs. Leon took his time enjoying the view, his eyes trailing over the slutty Abbess’ body approvingly for several long moments. He nodded appreciatively and then flicked his gaze away.

“Redress and make yourself presentable Abbess. You’re taking me to see the girls before they all go to bed.”

Willow’s eyes went wide but she didn’t even hesitate to obey him. When she was redressed, he looked back at her to see the flush slowly disappearing from her cheeks as she continued to stare at him in shock. In moments, the Abbess looked nothing like the slutty, whorish nun she’d been moments before. She was a surprised, kindly matron as one might expect from the Mother Superior of a Convent who had just been told that a man wished to be alone with the flock of nuns under her wing.

“N-Now Leon? Is it finally time?”

The handsome, charismatic businessman raised an eyebrow at that and answered Willow’s question with a question of his own.

“Well Abbess, do you believe they are ready?”

The beautiful mature nun that he’d so thoroughly corrupted nodded rapidly, a wide smile on her face, filled with pride and joy.

“They are Leon, they most certainly are. And I will be happy to bring you to them. They will be finishing up their evening prayers, so you can catch them before they change into their nightgowns.”

A wicked smile spread across Leon’s face. Of course, he already knew that. He wouldn’t have arranged for this to happen at a time when the girls weren’t in their habits. The whole point of this was for it to be nuns and that meant uniform and all, not a bunch of sleepy women in nightgowns. He could have that any time.

Finally removing his feet from the Abbess’ desk (and wasn’t she just a good girl for never once mentioning it), Leon Scott stood up and placed one hand in his coat pocket as he walked around the furniture and up to Willow. By the time he reached the woman, older than him but so very young when it came to the world he’d drawn her into, she was vibrating with excitement, just like he’d warned. Letting out a sigh, Leon took hold of the mature woman’s chin and gave her a soft kiss with just a hint of tongue. As he pulled back, her eyes had drifted shut and she was leaning into him, but at least she was no longer vibrating anymore.

“Abbess. The girls.”

Willow’s eyes snapped back open and she nodded, clearly ashamed in her lack of self-control as she led him from her office, deeper into the convent towards where the nun’s dormitory lay. The guidance wasn’t truly necessary, given he’d had this place built from the ground up to his exact specifications, but Willow was to play another important part in introducing him to the young women. Even though he was the nunnery’s biggest donor, that fact was kept secret to practically everyone except for the Abbess, and none of these girls had ever met him in person before, though he’d certainly known all of them intimately for some time.

After all, the nuns in this convent were handpicked personally for exactly what he intended to do tonight. They were each and every one of them, his chosen. It had taken him ten years to plan this out properly, but finally here they were. It was time. Literally in fact, as the next moment Willow came to a stop before a set of double doors and threw them open, allowing him to step inside. The room was filled with women of all ages and body types, as he’d spared no expense in making sure his every last desire would be fulfilled. Young ladies right on the cusp of adulthood, women who would have made for fine MILFs, if they’d ever had kids and everyone in between looked up as he and the Abbess entered the room, many blinking in owlishly in confusion.

Leon let his eyes drift over the lot of them, resisting the urge to lick his lips or to smile like a fox that’d gotten into the hen house. Instead, he made sure the smile on his face was pure and kind and genteel, even as the Abbess stepped forward, her hands clasped in front of her, a wide smile of her own stretched across her face. Looking at her, you wouldn’t guess that she was currently wearing rope bondage with a vibrating dildo of at least six inches long secured inside of her cunt. 

Willow Palmer was the epitome of poise and composure as she smiled at all the women under her care.

“Girls! Girls, please come forward. I have someone very special for you to meet.”

The nuns shot him curious glares, but not a single one was suspicious or hostile. These were women that were incapable of such thoughts. While a couple had been… confrontational to say the least before they’d become nuns, this convent had a way of ironing out such difficulties. Each and every one of these women was quite docile, the perfect submissive bunch just as their God ordained. As he’d ordained. 

Leon had to keep the wolfish grin off his face again at that little thought, even as the nuns, one and all, moved to stand before him and the Abbess. He also had to heroically keep his eyes above all of their necklines, because these nuns were just on this side of decent. That was something else Leon had pushed, ever so slowly over the years. He’d actually had to wait until he had complete control of the nunnery through his money and Abbess Palmer before implementing even a couple inches off the bottom of the habit, but ultimately he’d gotten it done.

Now, each nun wore a habit that only came down to their knees, and on their feet they were high heels one and a half inches in length. Still modest by most modern standards, but if any real Abbess, or god forbid a priest saw the nuns of this convent as they were now, they might very well have a heart attack. As it was, the nuns saw it as natural, the changes in their form of dress coming a quarter of an inch at a time over the span of years.

Ah, but Willow was talking again. Leon focused on that, even as he gauged the reactions of the women before him.

“Girls, this is Leon Scott. At least, that is his mortal name. In truth, this man is not a man at all. He is much more.”

There were wide eyes all around at that declaration, and the nuns exchanged glances before looking back to the Abbess. One of them stepped forward and Leon focused on her, the corners of his lips turning up a bit more as he regarded what he considered the most exotic of his finds. The white haired, red eyed albino seemed to speak for the entire group as she furrowed her brow in confusion.

“Abbess, what are you saying?”

Continuing to smile joyously, Willow played her role to the letter, acting the part of a woman moved by rapture perfectly.

“I was shocked when I learned it as you all no doubt will be as well, but this comes straight from the Vatican and his Holiness himself. The man before us is in fact God, come down from heaven on high to live among us as a mortal. By his grace, all of us are saved. According to what I was told, the Pope offered to step down for Leon here, but he is as gracious in mortality as he is in immortality. I expect you all to treat God with the respect and reverence he is due.”

It was a ridiculous concept, at least in Leon’s mind. But then, despite being raised Catholic, he’d never been very religious. Perhaps that’s where a lot of this stemmed from. Either way, the idea that HE might be God himself, come down from on high to mingle with the plebians, it almost made him bust a gut every time he heard it.

And yet… and yet that didn’t stop half of the nuns before him from falling to their knees in prostration on the spot, giving him quite a nice view down some of their tops at their cleavage. It didn’t stop any of them from staring at him in wide eyed awe, jaws dropping and mouths hanging open as they all regarded him like their Abbess’ word was infallible and unquestionable.

Which, thanks to him it was. This convent was built on the idea that they could not and should not question Willow Palmer. Despite her many faults and her true natural, Willow was seen as completely and utterly beyond reproach by these women that he’d assembled into her flock for her. And that made her words gospel. So for her to declare him God, these beautiful women, young and old, could do nothing but believe her.

Seeing that it was time to step in before a ruckus could begin, Leon smiled and lifted up his hands peacefully.

“My children please be calm. I know that this knowledge may astonish and bewilder you. Unfortunately, my time here is short. As such, I will answer one question for you and then we must get down to why I’ve come. Please, take a moment to confer among yourselves.”

They do so for all of a minute before the albino speaks for them all yet again, her pale face and red eyes amusingly earnest when in some places of the world, she’d more than likely be stoned for looking like a demon.

“Father… why is there suffering?”

Leon had been expecting something like this. Luckily, it was a rather easy question to answer, if you had any kind of life experience beyond years in a convent to go off of. Keeping the kindly smile plastered on his face, the handsome man stepped forward and reached out, clasping the beautiful white haired woman’s hands in his own. She blushed quite prettily, her white skin going a rosy red. Sneaking a glance downward, Leon held back a whistle at what he found. Even if he already knew the albino’s measurements intellectually, it was still wondrous seeing that slight, petite body with a huge pair of natural breasts tacked onto it. 

She was beauty incarnate, and he wondered if any of his lust was leaking into his eyes as he answered her.

“Quite simply, suffering is necessary for growth my darling. To suffer is to learn. Without pain humanity stagnates and falters. But with every loss comes knowledge, with every heartbreak comes wisdom and a lesson to be learned and then taught to others. There is suffering because without it, the world would in fact be a much sadder place.”

Wide eyes all around as the nuns soaked in his words. But by this point, Leon’s pants were beginning to strain. It was about time he got down to business, wasn’t it? Still smiling, though a bit of his true, predatory nature leaked into it, Leon clapped his hands together, breaking the group of nuns out of their musings.

“But, enough of that. I am here for a reason. You are my chosen, each and every one of you. It is time for me to lay with human women once more, like I once did with Mary. You all will carry my seed and my children. You will be the mothers of a new generation of light upon this world.”

As they all stared at him with wide eyes for an entirely different reason now, Leon couldn’t help but think that it might be rather amusing if one of those children ultimately grew up to be a serial killer. The thought almost made him snort but he kept his composure and reached down, unbuckling his belt and then unzipping his pants as he fished his massive, hard shaft out of its tight confines, much to the awe of the women before him.

“For those of you who aren’t already doing so, please kneel now. Then, all of you come forward to meet the appendage that shall be putting a bay in each of you.”

The nuns did so. He kept waiting for one of them to make a comment about Mary conceiving Jesus while remaining a virgin, but none did. They were all too focused on his huge prick as it swung back and forth almost mesmerizing before their faces.

“Good, very good. Now, place your hands on it my children. Get acquainted, learn of it. You may use your mouths and tongues if you like.”

There was no outrage as one might expect from nuns, but then he was God wasn’t he? God was above reproach. There was no way he could be a perverted deviant, not God. And so the group of women, united in their religious fervor, leaned in and began exploring his huge cock. Having a whole bunch of nuns stroking and licking and suckling at his length was an experience beyond any and all experiences. Leon would even go so far as to call it religious. Eventually, one by one, he began to grab hold of the nuns in front of him, gripping their head coverings and their hair and driving his cock a bit into their mouths.

He was careful never to choke any of them, merely giving them each a taste before moving onto the next. Eventually, he found a red head that was an absolute natural cocksucker. He knew from his own research that this beautiful crimson haired young woman was in no way experienced in this act. Yet she did it like she was born to it, her tongue rolling over his shaft at all the right times, her pouty full lips suctioning down along his girth. She bobbed her head back and forth along his prick without being prompted to instinctively, the only one of her sisters to do so.

Leon groaned, but regretfully pulled back after spending only a few extra seconds in her mouth. Then he smiled down at all the women looking up at him with bright wide eyes. Each and every one of the nuns kneeling at his feet had a bit of slobber and drool on their chins and the corners of their mouth.

“Very good my children. Now please, show me your chests. I wish to see the breasts that will give our babies their milk.”

All of the nuns blushed in unison, clearly imagining the event and basking in the idea of giving birth to God’s children. At first, they didn’t at all seem sure how to go about exposing themselves, but then the albino led the charge, gripping the low cut top of her habit and tugging it down until her massive tits exploded out of it in a glorious display. The others followed her lead and soon Leon was groping and kneading mammaries of all shapes and sizes as the euphoric and ecstatic nuns pushed their chests up towards him.

Eventually, he placed his cock between a pair of tits and began to thrust, showing instead of telling them all what to do next. Despite being quite naïve and rather ignorant of the real world, the nuns proved to be fast learners, one and all. Each of them had their breasts in their hands, ready to wrap their tits around his cock when he got to them. Leon enjoyed himself immensely and when he felt his release coming, he pulled back slightly to stroke his shaft.

“I am about to bless our union with my seed girls. Present your breasts to me and stick out your tongues. Any that gets into your mouths should be swallowed promptly.”

The nuns obeyed yet again and a moment later Leon began to cum, a little flummoxed at just how well this was going, even as he covered the nuns gathered all around him in a liberal coating of white spunk. Sure, he’d planned this for every day for over a decade, but still. The fact that there were really people this easily tricked in the world made him lose what little faith in humanity he had remaining. When he was done cumming, he couldn’t help but add in a bit of an extra caveat.

“If it landed on your chests, make sure to rub it into your chests my dears. It will bless you with plentiful milk.”

The nuns obeyed and were soon moaning as they inadvertently groped themselves right there in front of him, performing a sexual act without truly realizing it. Leon’s cock remained hard, as he’d taken an injection before coming here this evening. He was ready to go all night long and when he said he was going to impregnate every woman in the convent, he meant it.

And at this point, Leon was done waiting. Reaching down, he grabbed the albino by her arm and pulled her to her feet. The white haired, red eyed young woman with her massive tits gasped before being cut off as he kissed her fully on the lips. Leon made out with the pretty nun for several long moments as her fellows watched on, his hands moving down to her ass to squeeze hard and pull her closer to him. The albino nun, the centerpiece of the show that he’d painstakingly assembled her, moaned and melted into his embrace happily, completely and utterly convinced that she was kissing God himself.

And so, when Leon carried her over to a nearby bed and laid her back on it, she spread her legs wide, her shortened habit sliding up them in a delightful way to expose her pure white utilitarian panties underneath. Leon gestured for the others to join them and soon there was a group of flustered half-naked nuns all around the bed as he pushed those white panties aside and pressed the tip of his member up against the albino’s pussy lips.

Before penetrating her, he looked to those around him and smiled kindly once more.

“My children, while it is normally a sin to touch oneself, I can only imagine how you all are feeling right now in my presence. Please, consider this the one time you may play with your bodies and the bodies of your sisters as I place a baby inside of your sister’s womb.”

Hands immediately fell to breasts and cunts and women kissed women as Leon luxuriated in the feel of corrupting a whole convent in one go, before taking that moment of delicious power and using it to increase the strength of his thrust into the big tittied dim girl beneath him. The red eyed albino cried out as he took her virginity, a single tear falling from her eye even as he thrust into her over and over again. She was wet when he entered her, but Leon was brutal in his actions, roughly fucking the poor nun right there on the bed. He had a lot of women to get through tonight after all and time was one constant he couldn’t simply ignore, even with all of his money.

Still, he had a feeling this one would be his favorite of the night no matter who came after her. Leon leaned down and placed his mouth over one of her large breasts, right atop the nipple as he began to suckle and lick at her teat. The albino nun moaned and it was clear that her pain was dissipating, replaced with pleasure as he fucked her even harder. Soon enough, the white haired young woman was crying out and climaxing around his dick right there on the spot.

The virgin was unbelievably tight as she spasmed and shook beneath him, her eyes rolling back in her head. Her pussy walls clenched down around him again and again and ultimately, Leon couldn’t hold back. That very first orgasm was enough to send him right over the edge and he hollered as he came inside of the albino, filling her womb with his seed. Panting, Leon pulled out and watched as white hot spunk slowly dribbled free of the first of many conquests.

Then, Willow was there, guiding the nun he’d just deflowered and likely impregnated off of the bed. Looking about at all the masturbating beauties around him, Leon simply reached out and grabbed the next, causing her to squeal in delight as he pushed her down and fucked her, taking her virginity as well. From there, things proceeded as one would expect, one after the other, each and every last nun in the convent taking a load of his cum in their unprotected virgin wombs. No matter the age, they were all completely unaware of the dangers of sex. But then, they thought they were going to be carrying God’s children, so he supposed their trust made sense.

Leon stood in the middle of the dormitory, looking around at all the well-fucked nuns, each one tucked into their bed, each one out like a light. Except, not all of them were asleep. There was one, a mousy brunette, who was staring at him still from beneath her covers. He’d definitely already fucked her and he’d tried out her mouth as well, yet the nun was still looking at him with a hunger he actually recognized. 

It took him a second to place it, if only because it was a kind of hunger that Leon had only seen on truly slutty whores of a very specific type. Walking over to the mousy brunette’s bed, he smiled knowingly at her and threw back the sheets. Her night gown was hiked up around her waist and she blushed mightily as her fingers continued to piston in and out of both her cunt AND her ass, as they’d been doing beneath the covers before he’d tossed them aside.

Grinning wickedly, Leon leaned down and turned the brunette nun onto her face, drawing a yelp from her and the attention of the others, even as he mounted her, kneeling on the bed behind the face down, ass up beauty and slowly easing his still hard cock into her tight sphincter. The mousy girl immediately came, crying out and spraying her pussy juices all over the mattress beneath her as he began to fuck her slutty little ass.

Looking around the room, Leon could see from the faces of the no longer virginal nuns which ones had the inclination towards becoming anal sluts like this shy little cutie and which ones weren’t interested. As he plowed into the mousy brunette’s ass, she continued to squeal and orgasm and following his past order, many of the nuns watching them began to masturbate to the sight, some even trying to stick a finger up their asses experimentally.

By the time he finally came, pulling out of the short nun’s butt and spraying his jizz all over her hair and back and ass, everyone in the dormitory was wide awake and more than a few were ready to go again. That was just as well, because Leon was far from done. Smirking, he climbed off the bed and headed for the next that held a girl giving him the right sort of lust-filled eyes.

Manipulating a convent for over a decade so one could pretend to be God and in the process, fulfill a life-long fantasy of having an orgy with nuns? Perhaps that would see him sent to hell. Leon certainly wouldn’t be surprised. But he liked to think the Devil himself would shake his hand for pulling this one off.