Cut From A Different Cloth By FoxyRyuzaki How could it make sense that in a world filled with monsters of all different kinds, the scariest thing for a young girl to encounter would be moving away from home for the first time? There was certainly the occasional ruffian that made the local news, or a scrap between a human and a monster that left far more blood than necessary; but neither of those things terrified her more than driving past the city limits and seeing her hometown disappear in the rear view mirror. Still, Amanda took a steady breath as she gripped her steering wheel with a bit more conviction. Any nervousness in her swiftly vanished as she turned up the radio in her car, and she focused her gaze on the road ahead that would lead her to new destination. As with most young adults, Amanda left the safety of the nest in order to venture out into the world and make some kind of life for herself. College was the most obvious choice, but even if she did go she didn’t quite have a clear picture of what she wanted to do once she enrolled. With this in mind, she came up with the idea of taking a year off from school to go and find herself. She would find a town that was close enough to her top choice for schools, and spend some time with the humans and monsters alike to try and get a feel of what she enjoyed. Hopefully after that, she could go into the next chapter of her life with a bit more certainty. The six hour drive passed by a lot faster than she expected, and by the time the sun had begun to sink behind the nearby mountain range; Amanda’s small sedan was rolling through the downtown area of the small town. After double-checking the GPS on her phone, she navigated through a few side streets until she pulled into the house where she would be staying. As her tires rolled across the gravel driveway, she quickly tapped her horn to alert the people that lived inside to her arrival. Once Amanda’s car rolled to a halt, she saw the curtains that presumably led into the living room begin to rustle slightly. It was difficult to make out the silhouette of the creature who poked their head through, but something told her that this was going to be her roommate for the foreseeable future. They swiftly ducked out the way and made their way towards the front door, meanwhile Amanda proceeded to shut the car off after putting it in park. She did her best to put on her friendly face as she climbed out of the driver’s seat, although it was nothing compared to the ear-to-ear grin of her eccentric looking roommate. “Hey Amanda! You made it!” The friendly, albeit slightly nasal, voice came from an off-yellow reptilian creature. Despite the shirt on her person not fitting her quite right, anyone could see that she had a pleasant, curvaceous figure. "Hey, Alphys! Yeah, I made it," Amanda replied with a warm smile, trying her best to hide any traces of her initial surprise at her roommate's unique appearance. "Nice to finally meet you in person." Alphys extended a scaly hand towards Amanda, who reached out and shook it, noting the texture and coolness of her roommate's skin. There was an air of genuine excitement and friendliness about Alphys that Amanda found endearing. "I'm really glad you're here," Alphys said, her eyes lighting up. "I've been looking forward to having a roommate. Moving to a new town can be daunting, but having someone to share this experience with makes it much easier. Come on, let's head inside." Before Amanda could even object, Alphys hurried around towards the trunk of the car to retrieve her bags. It surprised her slightly to encounter someone so friendly, but she was definitely not going to be rude and refuse their hospitality. After popping the trunk and dragging her suitcases to the front door, they entered the cozy living room. Amanda noticed shelves lined with books on various subjects, from science to mythology; and she couldn’t help but give a cheeky smile. It was comforting to find someone interested in books and learning as much as she was. Perhaps she had found a kindred spirit of sorts. It would definitely make the transition much easier than she initially expected. As the two girls hauled her belongings into the spare room down the hall, she couldn’t help but peek into the rooms they passed along the way. The bedroom and bathroom really didn’t leave much to gloat about, but the gaming and streaming room they trudged past made Amanda stop in her tracks. The walls were adorned with colorful posters of fictional characters and video game art, and the setup that Alphys had in place was beyond impeccable. Amanda felt herself become increasingly giddy as she marveled at it. It was clear that Alphys had a wide range of interests, and if their interaction thus far was any indication; she would be the perfect friend to help Amanda explore new things and find her place in the world. Over the next few days, Amanda settled into her new home and spent time familiarizing herself with her new surroundings. When she wasn’t peeking into the stores and browsing the racks of local clothing stores, she was keeping good company with Alphys in their shared living space. They quickly discovered shared hobbies, such as playing video games and exploring nearby hiking trails. Their conversations flowed naturally, and Amanda felt a genuine connection forming with her quirky roommate. One evening, as they lounged on the couch, Alphys turned to Amanda with a thoughtful expression. "Hey, Amanda, there's something happening in town this weekend that you might be interested in.” Amanda offered a curious expression in return. What kind of event was she talking about? A bonfire? Barbecue? Maybe some kind of small fair where everyone pitches in? Her mind flitted through the various possibilities, all the while waiting for Alphys to end the suspense. Given her expression, she seemed slightly apprehensive about inviting Amanda along. “I…might have told some of my friends that I had a new roommate. A human one, at that.” She paused for a moment and began tapping her index fingers together in slight embarrassment. “They got together and made a little party for you, but they wanted me to invite you to the service that’s taking place a few blocks away first.” After she finished speaking she glanced over at Amanda to see how her offer landed. With the reluctant expression on her face, Alphys quickly followed her words with: “It's just a chance to meet some of the people here and get a sense of the community, I promise! We’re not trying to bring you into a cult or anything. It’s totally chill, all about acceptance and love and stuff." Amanda paused for a moment, considering the suggestion. She had never been religious, but she knew the importance of community and making connections in a new place. Plus, she wanted to show her support for Alphys, who seemed genuinely interested in attending. Despite that being the case, she couldn’t help but voice a bit of hesitation. “I don’t really know…Religion has never really been my thing.” Amanda began. “It’ll be fun! You’ll meet some great people, meet our community leaders, and I think our usual pastor has even come back from vacation! He’s amazing!” Alphys retorted. She was practically vibrating with excitement, much to Amanda’s confusion. Amanda hadn’t really pegged Alphys as the religious type, given they hadn’t talked about during her time getting settled here. There weren’t any religious figures or memorabilia in her house either; and yet, here she was excited like a kid on Christmas morning. After several seconds of contemplation, Amanda sighed softly and nodded her head in agreement. "Alright, sure, Alphys," Amanda replied, mustering a smile. "I'd be happy to go with you. It might be-” Alphys practically exploded with excitement, which unintentionally led to her cutting off her friend mid sentence. “HOORAY! That's great, Amanda! I really think you're going to have a wonderful time! I’ll text some friends of mine to let them know you’re coming!" Alphys wrapped her arms around Amanda like a boa constrictor for a whole five seconds before racing out of the room. Amanda couldn’t help but smile as she heard the sounds of skidding feet on tile. That smile quickly flickered to concern as the sound was followed by a loud crash of her roommate’s scaly body colliding with the overflowing bookshelf outside of her room. Once the sound of tumbling books had subsided and an awkward silence filled the following void, she heard an embarrassed but giggly voice call out to her. “I’m okay~!” ___ As the days passed, Amanda couldn't help but feel a mix of anticipation and nervousness. She had never been to a church service before, and she wondered what it would be like. Would they demand that she participate in prayer? Would they pressure her to drink wine and munch on some flavorless wafers? Would they slowly indoctrinate her into some crazy cult where they break her down psychologically until she submits and they all agree to kill themselves in order to prove themselves to God? “Okay, the last one’s a bit far. They’re religious, but I doubt they’re THAT religious..” Amanda muttered to herself. While she was undoubtedly nervous, she trusted that her roommate would not put her in that kind of situation. Underneath all the quirkiness and awkward behaviors, Amanda could tell that Alphys had a very good heart. This was an opportunity to deepen her connection and immersion in the community she now called home. The cookout that took place on Saturday was fairly uneventful, save for the friendly faces and barbecue and sodas that were provided. Amanda certainly found it a bit weird that they would have the food and social gathering prior to the service, but after a bit of contemplation it made a bit more sense. Not only was Sunday the Lord’s day, but it removed the sense of obligation that people might have to attend the service if they didn’t want to or lacked the time. They could enjoy the fun and food on the day prior, and those that were truly devoted and were more entangled with the community could attend the service the following day. With a bright sun peeking through the clouds on Sunday morning, Amanda and Alphys found themselves walking together towards the tall and almost intimidating building of brick and mortar. Thankfully it was located just a few blocks away from their house, which provided them just a bit more time to sleep in and not be so rushed to get to the service. Despite its looming size and archaic architecture, the stained glass windows gave it a somewhat charming disposition. Combine that with the cheerful smiles and audible laughter of the people that quickly filed in through the two front doors, and Amanda immediately felt herself feeling more and more relaxed with each passing minute. After sharing a few smiles with some familiar faces from the barbecue, Amanda and Alphys settled down somewhere in the middle of all the pews. The doors shut with a dull thud and a swift silence permeated through the crowd. Amanda found herself with a lump in her throat as the surrounding lights began to dim, while the lights illuminating the stage began rising in intensity. “Is this a church sermon or a rock concert? What the hell is happening?” she murmured to herself. Her eyes never left the stage as she heard a distant door open, followed by the sound of heavy footsteps. The lights impeded her view of the space behind the stage, which was perhaps the point. Then, after a few seconds of patient observation, a strange figure came into view dressed in a dark set of ceremonial robes. He was an absolutely marvelous looking creature, and she found herself even blushing slightly as he came fully into view. Despite most of his body being obscured by the podium that held his holy book, she could tell that this pastor was very tall and fairly well built. Despite his strong stature and intimidating size, he had a kind expression and his snow white fur appeared to be quite inviting. Even as words of love and prosperity escaped from his throat, she found herself wondering how it would feel to massage his floppy ears or bury her face into the warm fur on his neck and chest. She let out an abrupt squeak as she felt Alphys nudge her in her ribs, and she looked down with a slight scowl as she tried to silently ask why she did that. When she followed her friend’s scaly digit back towards the stage, she refocused her attention on the pastor and realized that he was gesturing her to stand. She proceeded to do just that, and she was thankful that her bright red hair did such a good job at hiding the gradual darkening pink of her pale cheeks. “There we are!” the pastor murmured in a deep and sultry voice. “Tell us your name, my dear.” “A-Amanda,” she muttered whilst reaching down to gently rub her arm nervously. She found herself unable to meet the gaze of the shockingly handsome goat creature, and instead looked around at the humans and monsters that were studying their newest member. “Amanda! What a beautiful name. Originating from Latin, I believe…” As Asriel reached up and rubbed his chin in thought, she couldn’t help but giggle slightly at how his nose and ears lightly twitched. “I believe it means…’worthy of love’, or something similar. How appropriate..” If Amanda’s cheeks were capable of bursting into flame, that would have done so then and there. Thankfully she was not encouraged to stand for much longer. “Welcome, my dear. It’s a pleasure to have you join our little congregation. I hope you enjoy your time here.” With that he turned, which gave her the space to instinctively take her seat again and not so casually use her hair to hide her face. Amanda heard her roommate snicker slightly, but she held back from delivering a Charlie horse to the reptile’s thigh to get her to shut up. Now was not the time to make a scene and draw even more attention to herself. Within the next ten minutes, the service ended. As everyone said goodbye to one another or made plans to meet up for brunch at the local diner, Amanda patiently fidgeted in her seat. Her mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts, most of them revolving around the pastor that had so confidently and casually addressed her several minutes ago. It was difficult to really get a handle on things inside of her head at the moment. On one hand she found him surprisingly attractive and contemplated on making some kind of move, and on the other hand there was undoubtedly something wrong with the desire itself. Wasn’t there? As she wrestled with herself, the sound of those familiar thudding footsteps caused her to look up. There, less than a few feet away from her, was the pastor offering a kind and reassuring smile. He studied her for a second or two before extending his furry hand to her, which she nervously but graciously accepted into her own. “I’m not sure if anyone told you my name. If not, allow me to introduce myself. I’m Pastor Dreemurr. Although, I encourage everyone to simply call me Asriel.” “It’s r-really nice to meet you..” After realizing she was shaking his hand just a bit too long, she squeaked again and gently pulled her hand away. “That..uh…that was a really nice service.” “Was it your first one?” he inquired patiently. Upon her nodding and nervously clearing her throat, he smiled warmly and offered an appreciative nod. “Well, I’m glad we could give you a good experience for your first time. Now that I’ve returned from my vacation, we’ll be having service much more often. Maybe you’ll come to some of them?” “I-I’d like that…” Before she could continue and perhaps even make some kind of pass, Alphys came barreling into the conversation. She had seemingly finished her goodbyes with some other church goers, and had unceremoniously embraced Asriel with one of those classic side hugs. “Hey Pastor! It’s good to see you again! How was Europe?!” Alphys exclaimed before pulling away from the embrace. A deep and throaty chuckle escaped Asriel as he gently rubbed her back and shoulders, which undoubtedly sent a few shivers up Amanda’s spine. Despite most of his attention being focused on the short and stocky reptile that stood before him, Asriel undoubtedly caught the reaction that raced through Amanda’s light and pale frame. It was a bit of a challenge to restrain the knowing smile that sought to etch its way onto his features, but he did a pretty damn good job. “It was lovely, thank you. I almost didn’t want to leave.” he assured her. “Speaking of leaving, are you ready to go Amanda?” Alphys said, turning to address her rosy-cheeked friend. “I am, yeah. It was nice meeting you!” she blurted out before slipping past the pair. As she pushed past them and hurried towards the entrance, she swore that she could feel the eyes of Asriel studying her shape and ass. Or, perhaps that was nothing more than wishful thinking. Once Amanda breached through the doors and basked in the late morning sun, she let out a deep sigh and took a few moments to ground herself. She internally chastised herself for being so easily riled up, especially when Asriel hadn’t even done anything yet. She was a grown woman, not some prepubescent school girl. And yet, despite her internal monologue and declarations of maturity and resiliency, she couldn’t help but rub her legs together to try and keep the growing tingling between her legs at bay. As she exhaled through her nose with a very clear irritation at herself, she reached up and adjusted the straps of her bra. Her rushed movements from hurrying out of the chapel had caused a slight shift of her attire, which immediately drew attention to her explicitly hardened nipples. And upon getting even further confirmation of her own hormonal degeneracy, she threw her head back and let out a very weary groan. “You good?” Alphys called out as she stepped through the front doors of the church. “Yeah, yeah. Just uhh…the seats there weren’t too nice to my back and ass.” Amanda murmured casually. Once Alphys was within reach, Amanda turned and began walking with her down the street to return to their shared abode. “Yeah, I’d complain too if I had an ass sponsored by Bisquick.” Alphys said with a cheeky giggle. “What are you talking about? My ass is just fine, thank you very much!” Amanda fired back. “The pastor definitely seemed to think so..” Alphys said with a warm and playful smile. She audibly snickered as Amanda once again turned beet red, although in her laughter Alphys failed to avoid the swift slap that was delivered to her upper arm. Once she had arrived back home with Alphys, Amanda couldn't help but smile and give her roommate a big hug. Despite the strange feelings she was now going to have to wrestle with in the privacy of her own room, attending the church service had allowed her to make connections within the community and given her a deeper understanding of Alphys and the values she held dear. "Thanks for inviting me, Alphys," Amanda said, her voice filled with gratitude. "Today was an eye-opening and exciting experience. You’re a really good friend." Alphys gave an unapologetic smile and gently nuzzled into her new friend. As someone who struggled with feeling accepted and validated by her peers, it made her heart so incredibly full to hear that her new friend thought so highly of her. "Aww…I'm glad you enjoyed it, Amanda. It means a lot that you agreed to do this, and even more that you enjoyed yourself as much as you did.” Alphys assured her. “Mhm! I’d love to go again some time!” Amanda declared. The reptile raised her brow curiously, and a playful smirk found its way onto her features. “Yeah, eager beaver? That wouldn’t happen to do anything with Pastor Dreemurr, would it?” The mere mention of his name was enough to cause her to pause and audibly swallow, but she quickly stammered a response. “No! And even if it did, that’s hardly any of your business!” Alphys let out a brief snort before playfully rolling her eyes. That was more than enough to confirm her suspicions. “Uh-huh, you’re not slick, Amanda. Well, you probably are; just not in that kind of way.” Before she would give her a roommate a chance to respond to her jest, she cackled like a schoolgirl and raced to her room; this time with much less of a mess. As Amanda was forced to contend with her darkening cheeks and progressively aching loins for a creature that she had only just met, she let out a tired huff and made her way towards her own room. She shut her door in a firm manner, although not loud enough to convey that she was actually upset in some way. Afterwards she kicked off her shoes and peeled away her socks before launching herself onto her bed. She cast a curious glance down towards her breasts and lower region, both of which were still covered by clothing. And yet, she still felt completely naked and powerless compared to the thoughts that raced through her mind. With minimal effort she could recall how his fur felt in contrast to her smooth skin. The subtle indication of strength and power from the way he gripped her hand, the quiet promise of domination should she ever get the luxury of sharing a private moment with him. Amanda’s movements were automatic as she slowly moved her hands up to gently squeeze her chest. The thin material of her shirt hardly got in the way as she began massaging and groping her own small breasts with ever increasing fervor. The more she worked the hotter she became, and before long her hands were frantically undoing her jeans. After sending the black, ripped jeans across the room with a flick of her wrist, her hands immediately traversed past her midriff until she began exploring herself through her black lace panties. The heat and pressure from her fingers felt undeniably good, especially when combined with the nectar that was seeping out of her and soaking into the lacy fabric. Even so, it merely served as a reminder of what she didn’t have. The thought of Asriel burying his face between her thick thighs and dragging that abrasive tongue across her pussy sent shivers up her spine. She desperately wanted to grip those floppy ears of his and thrust her hips upward, just to bury his snout and tongue as deep into her shaven slit as he could go. As she laid there frantically massaging and exploring her slick folds, as well as intermittently pinching and tweaking her strawberry-covered nipples; she found her lust for this divine creature to grow at an exponential rate. The passage of time ceased to matter in comparison to the ache between her legs. Even as she took her pillow between her teeth and bit down hard to quiet her moans, she could not quell the fire inside of her core. Orgasm after orgasm wracked through her body, and as her inner walls spasmed around her sore fingers for what must have been, at least, the fifth time in an hour; she finally let her head drop back down. Sweat dripped down her forehead as her cute breasts rose and fell, and she let out a final quiet moan as she withdrew her fingers from inside her. She brought them up to the light and slowly spread them apart, which showed off the thick, clear strands of juices that formed a bridge between her thumb and middle finger. She couldn’t help but admire the way that her fluids glided down her wrist and forearm, and she felt yet another tingle run up her spine as she imagined feeling Asriel’s rough tongue cleaning her off with one smooth lick. As her heart rate eventually slowed and her breathing became less labored, she slowly brought her hand down and pushed her soaked fingers into her mouth. She slowly closed her eyes with a gentle flutter of her eyelids, and she eagerly sucked her fingers clean for what was likely the first time in ages. The first thing that came to mind was a fairly salty flavor with a subtle, sweet undertone. Goats like salt, didn’t they? If so, then if things ever went in that direction; Asriel would have even less of a reason to stop. After clearing her throat and putting her charcoal panties back on again, she cleared her throat and swung her legs out so that she was sitting on the edge of the bed. She carefully ascended to a standing position, all the while remaining mindful to move slow until the feeling fully returned to her legs. After reaching over to grab a towel from a nearby hamper, she wiped her hand clean and tossed the towel away. After throwing on a quick t-shirt from one of her favorite bands to cover her breasts, she exited her room to grab herself something to rehydrate herself; as well as a quick snack. Once she finished refreshing herself, she returned to her room and immediately went to the community page to see the upcoming times for next week’s service. ___ When the last person (aside from Asriel and Amanda) had left the church, Asriel proceeded to gently shut the doors; which left the two completely alone. While the attire that Asriel wore during his first post-vacation sermon was rather gaudy, this time he wore something much more casual and plain. It was probably difficult to find human clothing that fit his frame and anatomy, but Asriel certainly made whatever he found work for him. In contrast to his simple polo shirt and jeans, Amanda wore a rather stylish and revealing outfit. Her low-cut shirt and exposed arms left very little to the imagination, especially with the strings that sought to form a pitiful visual barrier for her cleavage. Combine that with black and red plaid skirt that hugged her waist, along with her fishnet leggings; and she was immediately the center of attention of everyone in the vicinity. While many people had a few nervous or displeased looks at her very eccentric and revealing display, Asriel quickly spoke up and reminded everyone that the church was a place of love and acceptance. The fact that she was there to offer herself to the community (and to the Lord) was more than enough, she need not change her style or preferences if she didn’t want to. Once the door was secured, Asriel exited the foyer and returned to a lone Amanda quietly looking up at the cross that hung on the wall behind the stage. While many people might think that she was in some kind of devout thought, in reality she was wondering if her furry crush might have some interest in restraining her in a similar fashion. Or perhaps something with a bit more access to either of her holes between her legs. That isn’t to say that she didn’t salivate at the idea of being restrained and having her mouth and throat obliterated by his cock. But, with each sermon that she attended; she found herself aching more and more to be thrown down and pulverized in whatever way her new deity saw fit. As she absentmindedly began rubbing her legs together, she immediately straightened her posture and froze once she felt a firm but gentle hand rest upon her left shoulder. Amanda looked up and to the left with a slightly shy expression, and she moved her hands between her legs to instinctively make herself even smaller. As she smiled up at the handsome monster that towered over her, she could do very little to hide the awestruck expression that crept onto her features with every passing moment. “Thanks for waiting, Amanda. I wanted to talk with you privately, if you don’t mind..” His voice was still smooth and sultry, even if there was a current of concern that undercut his naturally charismatic tone. “Sure, Father. Is everything alright?” she murmured after rising from the pew to follow behind him. An abrupt and loud bit of laughter burst from Asriel’s chest, which made Amanda jump just a bit. “Father?! You flatter me, I’m sure that I’m maybe eight years your senior at worst.” After looking back to flash Amanda a well-intended smile, he led her around the stage and through the door that led to the office spaces that made up the north side of the building. Once they arrived at what Amanda could only assume was his office, she quietly sat down in a chair that was situated directly across from Asriel’s desk. She quietly scanned his desk as Asriel closed the door, and she found herself giggling quietly at the little knick knacks that littered it. She couldn’t read the papers that covered his desk, but they appeared to be letters from either friends or people interested in some kind of community effort that required the church’s blessing or assistance. “So,” Asriel began. He walked around to his side of the desk before slumping down in his chair. “I’ve noticed you’ve been attending service very often…” The silence that lingered after his voice trailed off prompted Amanda to speak up. “...and?” “And you’ve only been coming to the sermons that I am hosting…” Asriel said in a firm tone. When Amanda failed to respond, he offered a kind and understanding smile. “I’m not trying to embarrass you or anything, I just…is there anything you want to tell me?” While his words were undoubtedly kind and welcoming, as Amanda stared longer into his eyes she could see some kind of mischievous or playful glint within them. A certain charisma and arrogance that bubbled just underneath the surface. As she steadied herself and took a slow breath, she made her move. “You could say that…” she began as she studied him intensely. Every bit of his expression and body language went under intense scrutiny as she rose from her chair, and she prayed to whatever god was listening that she didn’t detect any disgust or disapproval. “I’ve been having some rather impure thoughts, Asriel..” As the words slipped from her lips, she nervously reached for the bottom of her shirt and began toying with it very lightly; just enough to show a hint of flesh above the waistband of her skirt. Asriel remained silent as she spoke and subtly exposed herself to him. He kept his face as relaxed as possible. While seeing her in such a state (ignoring all of her less than modest outfits that she’d shown him over the past few weeks) was quite arousing, he tried to maintain his composure. However, even before he opened his mouth to speak; that familiar spark, that ache for power and control began burning brighter and brighter within him. He cleared his throat and focused his gaze upon her eyes once again; but, the twitching of his nose and ears and the bristling of his fur already tipped his hand on the effects she was causing within him. “W-well that’s quite nice of you, but I-” he began. As he spoke his hands shifted towards his lap, where he proceeded to adjust himself in a fairly obvious manner. “But what, Father? Surely you have some place where I can confess? Maybe some way to absolve me of these sinful thoughts inside my head?” Her pupils would have transformed into hearts at this point if it were physically possible. While this type of behavior wasn’t exactly her style, she had spent the last few weeks practically stewing in her own lustful energy. Countless nights of her rubbing her clit raw, or stuffing her pussy with as many fingers as she could handle. No matter which toy she bought, or how much her forearms ached from servicing herself; she was never fully satisfied. The source of her lustful cravings was right in front of her, and she’d be damned if she was going to lose this opportunity for something as pitiful and vapid as “shyness”. While her efforts were undoubtedly taking their toll on the goat monster’s will before her, he was doing his best to maintain his composure. Asriel slowly stood up from his desk, and he carefully made his way around it as if he were trying to move past her to go to the door. He opened his mouth to say something, although he failed to produce any vocalizations that encouraged or rejected her advances. While there was a small part of her that dared to question if she was pushing things too far, the majority of her was far too lost in her own lust to pay any thoughts much mind. Just as Asriel passed by her, she pressed forward to make her move. She pressed her chest against his arm, which allowed his rather thick forearm to nestle quite comfortably between her small breasts. The warmth and the softness of his fur was intoxicating, especially as he subconsciously flexed his arm in response to being grabbed so abruptly. Despite the borderline fearful response to her actions, what occurred next would seal Amanda’s fate. Her left hand would move forward and down, and she would firmly cup the front of Asriel’s jeans and give his bulge a hearty and loving squeeze. As she flexed her hand and tried to encompass the entire girth of his bulge within her grip, she let out a small gasp once she realized just how impressive he actually was. Any normal girl of her size would have likely recoiled in fear, or at the very least reconsidered what they were doing. Fortunately for her, that decision was no longer going to be hers to make. With a speed and power that she knew wasn’t possible from a human, Amanda found herself being suddenly unable to breathe. A helpless squeak escaped her throat as Asriel’s enormous hand effortlessly squeezed her slender neck. There was no malice or rage in his efforts, that much was obvious even as he hoisted her onto the desk behind her. The grip around her neck was firm but not restrictive, intimidating but not oppressive, commanding without demanding. Still, even with his expert handling of her small and fragile frame; she found herself instinctively shaking like a leaf. That is, until he fully embraced her. After he softened his grip upon her throat, Asriel pulled her into a warm and passionate kiss. As he leaned into her, his massive body loomed over her own; dwarfing it entirely in a protective display of love and dominance. Amanda’s hands nervously ran along his strong arms, her nails raking through his thick fur until she met the end of her reach at the top of his traps. Meanwhile, Asriel’s own hands were eagerly grabbing at the waistband of her skirt. She felt him pull the elastic of her skirt outward, which allowed him to hook a digit inside to try and shimmy it down. If it weren’t for her abundant ass and curvaceous hips, he no doubt would have been able to tug her skirt off with next to no effort. A deep rumble of disapproval escaped Asriel as he was denied access to his lover’s bare body, and she felt his arms and shoulders flex underneath her slender fingers. She knew what was coming, and she abruptly broke the kiss to try and protest. “H-hey! Wait! Let me-!” she began. R-i-i-i-i-p!!! Like the monster that Asriel was, he ripped through the fabric of her skirt like it was nothing. Even the elastic of her now soaked panties snapped underneath his power, and she watched with a surprised expression as her tattered clothing was simply tossed to the wayside. She briefly shook her head and opened her mouth once again to chastise him for his reckless behavior. What he had done was undoubtedly hot, but now she didn’t have anything to wear for her walk home! But, before she could voice her concerns, Asriel made his move. The goat creature shifted his position and wrapped his arms around the outside of her thighs. With his warm fur and strong hands squeezed her smooth legs, he took a brief moment to inhale the scent emanating from between her legs. The bright pink folds of her pussy twitched in anticipation as they felt Asriel’s hot breath beat down on them, and Amanda felt every ounce of irritation flee her body in less than a second. After he took a moment to familiarize himself with her scent and flavor, Asriel slowly raised his gaze until he locked eyes with her. He couldn’t help but let out a throaty chuckle as he saw her cheeks practically burning as he teased her by being in such close proximity to her pussy. “Be still..” he commanded. Amanda gingerly reached out and grabbed those thick, floppy ears like a set of handles as she patiently waited for him to begin. When she did, Asriel adjusted his own position so that now her legs were resting on his shoulders and around his neck. As her nectar literally flowed out of her like a river, she found it was nearly impossible to steady her breathing in anticipation for what was going to come next. Her entire body flinched as she felt that incredibly abrasive tongue of his drag along her labia. He was slow and methodical with his approach, almost like he was intentionally using every single centimeter of his tongue to stimulate her. Amanda squeezed his ears and gave them a small tug as she pushed her hips forward, seemingly desperate for deeper access and rougher treatment. As Asriel buried his snout in between her legs, she let out a deep and eager groan as he began furiously lapping at her cunt. With each flick of his tongue and playful insertion past her quivering entrance, she became more and more familiar with its feel and dimensions. Much to her surprise, the very thickness of his tongue surpassed that of most humans that she had been with. The roughness of his tongue simply added a new element and sensation that she’d been unaware of until now. His warm saliva flowed freely as he loudly and hungrily slurped on her well-maintained pussy, and within less than sixty seconds Amanda was nothing more than a mewling, squirming mess. Her nectar soaked into the fur around Asriel’s nose and chin as he pushed his tongue inside of her, as she naturally clamped her walls down around the invading organs. Thankfully, Asriel appeared to be an expert in using his tongue; because rather than allowing it to be pushed out, he merely doubled down and forced his tongue even deeper inside of her. With her pussy now moderately stretched out by his invading tongue, Amanda had no opportunity except to buck her hips like the sinful beast that she was. Sweat cascaded from her forehead and temple as she thrust her hips in a desperate need to orgasm. Pleasure filled her body at an egregiously fast pace, and she found herself cumming much harder than she ever had achieved by herself in the past several weeks. She threw her head back and let out a guttural groan of pure passion and lust. She tightened her legs around his thick neck as she thrust her hips hard enough to lift her lower half off the desk, and her entire body went rigid as she came furiously around his tongue. “F-fucking..god fuck!” After what felt like ages, Amanda’s trembling legs finally relaxed as she felt her ass hit the desk with a dull thud. She swiftly released Asriel’s ears and gave him a slight pat on the head before she pulled back to drape her arms over her chest and face. Her entire body trembled as sweat dripped from her neck and forehead, but the shaky smile she held indicated her true thoughts on what had just taken place. After taking a parting lick of her twitching and overly sensitive pussy, Asriel released his grip on her thighs and slowly pulled away to admire his handiwork. There were visible marks on her thighs from when he had gripped just a tad too tight. However, the real star of the show was the slightly stretched display of her shaven slit. Nectar freely flowed from her entrance, and the clear liquid rapidly dripped from her and onto the wooden desk that held her weight. He wordlessly pulled away from her and stood up to his full height. As she laid there trying to catch her breath, Asriel proceeded to undress himself with her being none the wiser. By the time the sound of Amanda’s own heartbeat had left her ears, Asriel made his way back to the side of the desk where he was originally sitting. With his enormous and muscular body on full display, he reached down and draped his fat cock onto Amanda’s face and chin. With his overly full balls pressing gently against her forehead, Asriel was showing her just how much he had to work with. Whether it was magic or his anthropomorphized anatomy, Asriel’s cock was gargantuan in every respect. The girth of his uncut cock rivaled that of her own forearm, and the length of it was enough to instill the fear of God into her very core. “You are a sinner through and through, Amanda…Right down to the core.” Asriel began. He slowly withdrew his hips, tracing her chin and lips with the underside of his ungodly member. She felt the heat of his length glide against her smooth chin as he pulled back, and she found herself trying to lick his pre-coated tip as he pulled his cock just out of reach. “You must be…punished, and then cleansed..” Amanda looked at the looming slab of meat that hovered inches above her eyes, and she audibly gulped for a moment before ultimately accepting her fate. She tilted her head back and opened her mouth as wide as possible, then simply waited for her God to claim what was rightfully his. Asriel gently guided the tip of his enormous cock towards the mouth of his youthful counterpart. The girth of his tip was enough to already surpass the width of her comfortably opening her mouth. She would need to open her mouth beyond that, like a yawn, if she had any hope of encompassing his massive meat stick into her mouth or throat. Once the crown of his head slipped past her teeth and he brutally forced her tongue out of his way, Amanda let out a panicked squeak as her mouth was fully filled. However, the divine beast would not be denied. With her throat expanding in preparation to scream, Asriel thrust his hips forward at the perfect moment to sink his cock into her gullet with a wet and satisfying gurgle. Her throat bulged wildly as he inserted himself into her esophagus, so much so that the choker around her throat began to strain to contain the new girth it was forced to endure. Even as her neck was bulged to near insane proportions and adrenaline was filling her panicked body, Amanda found herself increasingly turned on by this demonstration of raw power from her furry lover. Once over half of his cock had fully disappeared into her throat, Asriel knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that there was nothing left to impede his depth. He wrapped his enormous hands around her trembling, engorged throat; and with righteous fury and reckless abandon, he began thrusting with as much passion as he could manage. In one smooth motion, nearly twelve inches of cock disappeared into her mouth and throat. Her plastic choker snapped and the flesh around her neck became a bright crimson color as he hilted himself into her. Amanda’s body writhed and squirmed under the assault that she willingly subjected herself to, and all she could was stare into the heavy, musky balls that crashed into her face over and over again. With the brutal assault on her mouth and esophagus, any hope of this situation remaining pristine and clean was completely out the window. Thick rivulets of spit escaped past the seal of her lips around his engorged cock, which began coating her cheeks and face in the warm fluid. However, to make matters worse (or better, if you prefer things dirty); the constant impact of Asriel’s enormous nuts against her face would spread and exacerbate the mess that they were creating with their activities. However, these little trails of spit and precum were nothing in comparison to when Asriel got properly serious. Every so often Asriel would withdraw over three quarters of his cock from her mouth, just so she could draw in a heavy and labored breath back into her overworked lungs. With this momentary respite, her mouth would fill up with saliva. Then, once Asriel was done blessing her with his generosity; he returned to violently fucking her throat with reckless abandon. The sheer size of his cock forced nearly every drop of saliva to be forced out past the seal of her stretched lips, which not only coated Amanda’s face and chin; but also his balls and groin as well. He offered no mercy as he railed her sinful mouth into oblivion. All that Amanda could hear over the sounds of wet, sloppy gags and grunts coming from her throat was the sound of the desk scraping along the floor, and the animalistic grunts and groans as Asriel used her like a living fleshlight. While Amanda certainly wanted to reach down and satiate the ache between her legs that Asriel’s brutal throat fucking had instilled within her, she found it more important to grip the edge of the desk to keep herself mostly stable so that he could better use her. Despite the foot of the monster cock violating every crevice of her throat, she had managed to get to a point where it was somewhat manageable and her mind could focus on other things. As her eyes watched the enormous set of balls thudding eagerly against her face, she considered why this was the case. He was a priest. Not only that, but a devout one given his previous attempts to avoid her seductive attempts. How long had it been since his balls were emptied? Weeks? Months? Years? The very notion made her shudder, and while she was certainly enjoying the way that he was treating her; she found herself praying for the first time in her life. Not for him to stop, but rather than he would quell his lust just long enough to pull out of her throat and instead ram his cock into her womb instead. She didn’t want him to waste all those ounces of baby batter into her throat and stomach. Rather, she wanted him to bash through her cervix and bulge her belly even more than her throat at the current moment; and she wanted him to fill up her greedy cunt with every last drop of his holy seed. Then, perhaps by the very grace of God himself; her prayers were answered. Asriel gave one final thrust for good measure, and he slowly swiveled his hips to almost indicate a certain personal satisfaction at hilting himself inside this human’s throat. Once he was finished with the celebratory swabbing of the deepest parts of Amanda’s esophagus, he slowly withdrew his hips back and withdrew his slime-covered cock into the open air. Thick strands of drool and precum dripped off his twitching cock, and it was clear that he was actually rather close to an orgasm. But, whether God spoke to him, or he too shared the fantasy of flooding Amanda’s tight pussy with as much cum as she could handle; the result was the same. As Asriel slowly stepped back and moved around to the side of the desk where his prize lay, a trail of thick slime dripped onto the floor to mark his path. His eyes practically glowed with power and desire as he practically skulked around like a territorial creature. His prey was still immobile, and his bestial instincts were reaching an all time high. He positioned himself between Amanda’s trembling legs and watched with a curious and intrigued expression at her next action. Once her lungs had been sufficiently filled with air once again, Amanda slowly reached up and wiped her hand across her face to clear the spit and slime from her features. With her fingers dripping from the mess that their previous activity generated, she looked over to Asriel and offered a knowing smile. With her legs completely spread apart, she reached down and smeared the mess all across her greedy pussy. She was already likely wet enough to take what he was going to give, but the added lubricant and the slutty display would hopefully make her intentions and desires abundantly clear. She wanted Asriel to absolutely destroy her. No mercy, no restraint, nothing but pure lust and determination. When her glistening pussy was no longer impeded by her hand, Asriel wasted only a few seconds to change her position. The passion to breed and break Amanda was strong, that much was certain. But he was not about to bless her with such an experience in a position as boring as “missionary”. She certainly deserved better than that. Therefore, he proceeded to grab her legs and pin her knees to her chest. Without even needing to be told, Amanda wrapped her arms around the back of her knees to hold them out of his way. With her legs being unable to gimp his depth, and the angle of her hips and core considerably changed; all that was left for Asriel was to get in the proper position. The pastor proceeded to climb onto the desk, and he placed his knees on either side of her wide hips. While the desk did creak underneath their combined weight, it seemed to hold them without much issue. Asriel then leaned over her entire body and allowed her to hook the back of her knees onto his broad shoulders. He then merely leaned forward, locking her position into place with his superior weight and strength. She was now completely powerless to escape what was coming next, for better or for worse. Amanda simply wrapped her hands around his neck and stared between them to watch him rip her apart. As a cock that would make most pornstars green with envy pressed against her entrance, she found herself trembling with fear and slight anticipation. Not only would it be a cliche at this point to declare that it wouldn’t fit, it would also be a lie. Asriel was not going to let anything get in the way of breeding his queen, certainly not a little size difference. Once his glistening tip pressed against her virgin (by comparison) entrance, there was no turning back. His powerful hips flexed as he forced himself past the seal of her tight pussy. Her lips were stretched thin as he felt his head pop inside, and Amanda let out a pained squeal as she felt her cunt being almost ripped apart. Thankfully their combined fluids made things significantly better, but lube would only do so much. Still, Asriel wasted very little time before he began thrusting his hips at a slow and steady pace. With every thrust, he gained a bit more depth. Centimeter after centimeter he wanted, working his way deeper and deeper until he hit a much more difficult barrier. The pain and pleasure that exploded from Amanda as his massive head rammed into her cervix could not be understated, and she tightened her arms around his neck as he grunted in frustration. It was difficult to describe, but she found his passion dwindling ever so slightly once he came into contact with her cervix. It was at that moment that she understood that he didn’t want to cause her any serious damage. Through labored breaths and a shaky tone, she leaned in and whispered breathily into her ear. “Don’t stop, my God. Break me.” Asriel’s fiery passion roared to life once again as her words reached his brain, and he slammed his hands down onto the desk. His hands reached forward until he found the edge of the desk, and his entire arms, shoulders, and back flexed as he literally pulled himself into her. The wood groaned wearily under the power and strain, but unlike Amanda’s cervix it held firm. Once even a centimeter of depth had been achieved, it was all over from then on. Asriel’s cock sank in with a hot and wet slurping sound, and Amanda’s stomach bulged wildly as Asriel sunk every last inch of his cock into her guts. Above the heavy moans and roars that escaped the pair from their union, the sound of Asriel’s enormous nuts clapping against her ass were also quite prevalent. As with her mouth, the sheer girth of his cock forced a geyser of fluids and nectar to escape from her now gaping pussy. It drenched his base with a single stroke, which merely added to the lube to make the rest of their task significantly easier. Asriel refused to pull out more than halfway from her stretched and aching pussy, much to Amanda’s feverish and lustful delight. She felt the tip of his cock ram into the deepest possible wall of her pussy, and she shuddered with delight at the thought of her womb and tubes being bathed in his holy seed. Her orgasm was practically endless as Asriel fucked her as deep and as rough as she could possibly handle. As she freely squirted and clenched around his enormous prick, all she could do was lean her head back and let the heavenly pleasures of Asriel overtake her. With his enormous body pinning her to the desk, she was a slave to his whims. He would not withdraw until he was done and empty, and by all the gods she didn’t want him to. She weakly gripped the fur of his neck and upper body as he grunted in her ear like an animal, and she struggled to stay conscious as bliss and ecstasy flooded every single part of her mind and soul. As divine as Asriel’s love-making abilities were, he was still only a mortal. With no release for the past several months, and the powerful throat fucking he delivered just minutes prior; it was simply a matter of time until his long-awaited orgasm made its arrival. Neither of them dared stop it, and neither of them even considered the possibility of pulling out. Overfilling her with his seed wasn’t an option, it was the option. With the wood finally cracking underneath his powerful grip, Asriel scrunched his eyes tight and slammed his body home with a final dozen thrusts. His cock twitched and throbbed as he slammed every possible inch of his cock into Amanda’s eager womb. His balls ached with how hard they pressed against her body, but neither he nor his partner cared. All that mattered was the literal ounces of molten cum that came rushing out of his twitching balls. Each throb of his cock forced out another shot of spunk into her, and all Amanda could do was grind her hips down and take it all. After the tenth splurge of semen to fill her womb and her abdomen had swollen to its maximum capacity, the excess cum that was still fleeing Asriel’s cock had to escape via the only direction it had left. The seal of his base and balls against her permanently altered pussy proved ineffective against the liters of baby batter that spurted past it. The desk and floor beneath where they were joined were painted in their sticky, warm fluids; almost as if someone had dumped a cup of Cinnabon icing between them. Asriel let out several deep breaths as his intense orgasm finally slowed to a trickle, and yet he refused to withdraw for even a moment. Instead, he shifted his position slightly and leaned down to gently nuzzle and kiss Amanda’s neck and face. With the unholy exertion of energy from their activities, Amanda’s consciousness slowly began to fade. She found herself genuinely thanking God for bringing her to this town. She let out a playful giggle as she noted that her core felt unimaginably warm as she instinctively nuzzled into her lover’s furry chest and neck. She could no longer feel her legs, and her hips ached like a bitch. And yet something deep within her affirmed what she already knew in her heart and mind. This is where she belonged.