Trilogy of Tits and Terror Ch. 03

The nun couldn't look at her smug gaze.

"But this isn't a new story, is it?" Madeline said. "This story sounded quite familiar, didn't it... Sister Marie!"

The nun looked up, eyes wide.

"I... I... I..." Sister Marie stammered, still bound to the chair.

"You knew most of it, but you didn't know the ending, did you?" Madeline stated. "Helping banish Zephrys, well... being a part of the effort against her, well... calling in the person who was able to banish Zephrys... that was your finest hour. That was the thing to put on your resume. You confronted a true demon, and it got sent back to hell! You won, right? You probably bragged about it to your sisters. But no, I'm afraid that's not how this tale ends. You didn't see how Kelsey was affected. You didn't know how Jeff was changed. You didn't realize that Zephrys being in that girl's body, even for a short amount of time, was enough for her plan to succeed. Enough to put her on the path to victory. All that you did was for naught!"

"I... no, it just..." Marie stammered.

"But we both know you really did nothing!" Madeline said, her tone harsh. "We both know exactly what happened. When it came down to the moment of truth, you wilted. While other, stronger people fought back, you... you curled up. You faked injury and curled up in fear, didn't you? You closed your eyes, hid in a corner, and hoped it would all work out. Well guess, what? It didn't. You failed, you weak, pathetic coward!"

It was true. All of it. That night, Zephrys had slammed Marie into the wall, and while it had truly dazed her for a bit, she had regained consciousness relatively quickly. But despite that, she couldn't find the strength or will to stand up. To fight anymore. The demon was too strong, too powerful, and she just couldn't fight back. She was too unskilled. Too scared. Too weak.

Marie thought about that night every single day. While the demon had been vanquished through the bravery of Alice, Marie couldn't take any credit. She didn't feel any pride for playing even a small part in the exorcism. It was true what Madeline said. At the moment of truth, when it came down to it, she had wilted. She'd been a coward. She'd been paralyzed by fear in the face of pure evil. She had been nothing to an entity like Zephrys.

She didn't know exactly what happened between the Proctors and Zephrys that ended with the powerful demon being banished back to Hell. But, from the moans and screams, the twisted words and the lustful cries, she could put the pieces together. The sounds and noises, the illicit moans and hellish screams... they would haunt her forever.

"You want to know why you should join us, Marie?" Madeline asked, approaching the cauldron, stirring its contents. "Because you can't stand up against us. You know it. You had the chance, and you crumbled in a pathetic heap of cowardice and terror. You are weak, Sister Marie. You are a coward! Our side is rising, my dear, and you will have to face us down again. And when that happens, there will be no mercy. Honey, the hell you face is the same as Tess did... and Sarah did. You are facing down an eternity of hell, and with the way you're going, you will not avoid it. But, my dear... there is a way out. Instead of trying to face down this evil... why don't you join it? Join us, and you will be protected. Join us, and you will be useful. Join us, and you can be strong. You will be desired. You will belong."

Sister Marie should really know better. But, these words... they were tempting to her weak mind. They were speaking to her fears, comforting them, soothing them, giving her an escape from her biggest nightmare.

She couldn't actually be thinking about this? No. NO! She was strong.

Madeline sauntered proudly over to the door on the far side of the room, opening it. Two dark figures stepped in as Madeline closed the door behind them, before leading them forward. From the darkness emerged these figures, into the light. Marie gasped in shock.

There stood Kelsey, and behind her, Jeff.

Kelsey... even though this was the same person she had met that night, she was unrecognizable in many ways. Gone was any façade of innocence and purity. And in its place was a tinge of wickedness, which only added to her appeal, making her infinitely more attractive. And the demon's effect on her body was ever lasting. Her breasts looked enormous, her tight black shirt clinging to their round, smooth perfection, nipples evident. And as she stood to the side, one other fact was made clear.

She was very, very pregnant.

Her tight shirt clung to her bulging belly, highlighting it, showcasing the large, prominent bump. She turned and glanced at Marie, smirking.

Jeff was standing behind her. Where once, he had been a tall, strong beacon of hope, that same man was now clearly flowing with corruption. Brought down by the evil he had tried to face down. The smug smirk on his face was unrecognizable.

"Hello, my children," Madeline greeted them as they nodded, kissing each of them on the cheek. The witch turned to face Marie. "This should erase all doubts, Marie. These two... it didn't take long to truly embrace Zephrys' influence. Kelsey left her family. Jeff left his wife. These two... they left everything behind to join our side. And trust me, they are happier this way. And they came to me with one goal: to bring Zephrys back to life. And tonight... they will get their wish."

Marie was confused as Madeline continued.

"This war is vitally important. These two, they joined the cause. They saw our power, and found it irresistible. They saw the weakness of the Church and joined our side. Why not do the same?" Madeline paused, letting these words sink in. "No one's coming to save you. The Church... they don't care about you. In fact, they're probably better off without you. So, needless to say, they aren't sending a search party. Kelsey's family... they wouldn't know where to look. And Alice, Jeff's wife... she might be capable, sure, but she has become a target. Trust me... she will not get close to us. Ever! You don't have any choice, my dear, except to just give in."

Marie was shivering with fright.

"Now, I didn't just bring these two here to further humiliate you, although it is quite fun. No, they are a vital part of this plan. Jeff..." Madeline commanded. With a firm tug, Jeff reached around from behind Kelsey and lifted her top up, exposing Kelsey's pregnant belly and her massive, round breasts. Sliding his hands down, he slid them down and cupped those big boobs with his greedy palms. Bending her over slightly, so her boobs were handing down over the maw of the cauldron, Jeff squeezed her tits roughly, pinching her nipples. And from them, two jets of white milk shot out of them, into the cauldron.

Marie's eyes widened at this indecent act.

Jeff squeezed her boobs with force, over and over again, shooting out stream after stream of milk from Kelsey's swollen tits into the cauldron. The cauldron glowed with a blazing red light at this, gurgling loudly. After a few minutes of this, Madeline gestured for them to step back.

"You see, there's a little bit of Zephrys still left inside these two, and that will never go away," Madeline explained. "And now that..." she began, before being distracted. Jeff and Kelsey were in each others' arms, making out savagely, hands all over each other. "Okay, children, calm down," Madeline said, forcing the horny couple apart, at least temporarily. "They are excited that their favorite demon rises tonight! Zephrys flows through both of their veins, even in her breast milk. And now that her milk is in my cauldron, the potion is ready. Zephrys is in there, summoned back thanks to her two followers, and there is only one step left to bring her back to life."

Madeline grabbed a ladle and gathered a healthy amount of the mixture, pouring it into a goblet. Lifting the gurgling goblet, she walked it towards Marie and set it down on a table next to her.

"You just need to drink this." Madeline stated.

"What?" Marie cried out, stunned.

"Honey, this is your path forward," the witch began. "You want to join us... this is how. You drink this mixture in, and Zephrys will flow in your veins. You and her will become one." The witch saw the fear in the nun's eyes. "Honey, with your cowardly spirit, and that, frankly, pathetic body, you will never be anything in this life. You will never get anything done. You will never earn anyone's respect. You will never be loved. Your life's work will end in failure. But you saw Zephrys's power for yourself. That power can be yours. That power, the desire she created, that can be you! You can be respected. You can be powerful. You can be feared. And you will be desired. You will be loved! What's the problem?"

"I... I..." she cried out. She remembered Zephrys clearly. Her harsh, evil language was burned in her mind. So the offer of allowing Zephrys inside her body gave her pause. "No...NO! You are wrong! This is wrong! Everything about you is wrong! The Church...it will protect me. The good book...it will protect me. God will protect me!"

"God doesn't care about you," Madeline stated bluntly. "You are nothing to him. You are worshipping someone who doesn't give a shit about you. You withhold life's great pleasures for nothing. This Church...this Church of Light...its foolishness. A den of whores built on a throne of lies. Tell me dear...have you seen the light? Do they even know what the light is? Do you? I think you know deep down you're on the wrong team, honey. Say what you will about my side, but at least we cut through the bullshit." Marie looked away, tears brimming in her eyes. Despite everything she believed, these words resonated in the young nun. Maybe...maybe the Church she was part of wasn't the best. Maybe this sect was built on a false message. Maybe some of her fellow nuns weren't even good people. But these witches...they were definitely bad people.

"You see how happy Kelsey is?" Madeline said. Kelsey was smiling lustfully as Jeff's hands were all over her, feeling up her pregnant belly while standing behind her. "She is happier than ever, and that's because she let Zephrys in her life. That can be you. Imagine, Marie... you can have yourself a man. As handsome and strong and loving as Jeff."

Marie's eyes flashed. That had been the hardest thing for her... giving up on the possibility of love. That was the thing she yearned for the most. Now, some of her fellow sisters didn't let this barrier stop them, but Marie cared about her vows. That being said, Madeline's words spoke to this deep yearning, inflaming it.

"You can experience something more fulfilling than anything your work has given you. Something that only we can show you. So... just drink it up and join us on the winning side." Madeline walked around her and leaned in close. "Hon, just imagine the sex you can be having if you join us. You will get so much action, it's not even funny. You have no idea how fulfilling that is. Once you start having sex, my dear... you won't be able to get enough."

Producing a sharp dagger from her dress, Madeline firmly cut through the ropes binding Marie to the chair. Surprised, Marie moved her limbs as they were freed.

"What... what are you doing?" she asked, confused.

"Well, it's no fun to just make you do what we want," Madeline explained. "For it to really take hold, you've got to make the choice yourself." Leaving the nun freed, Madeline marched away, snapping her fingers to have Kelsey and Jeff follow, which they did, Kelsey's top still pulled up. Her swollen tits quivered as she sauntered away. "Think about it, Marie," she called out. "You know what to do." The door opened and the three quickly exited. The door closed loudly, leaving Marie alone.

Sister Marie stood quickly, shaking off the ropes. Taking a few tentative steps, she moved to walk away before stopping. The light from the cauldron cast its light on her, shining on her slim and shapeless body. She looked down at herself, at the way her tight habit hugged her body. For some of her other sisters, these new habits highlighted their insane curves, showing off their perfect, luscious shape. For Marie, it only highlighted how featureless she truly was. Part of her envied those other girls and wished she had those kinda curves.

No... no, don't think like this. Just walk away.

Walk away into a mansion no doubt filled with witches. Witches who will be upset that she didn't give in. Witches who will no doubt still chase after her, and if caught, will sentence her to an eternity of hell that she couldn't possibly comprehend. But she was strong enough. She could escape their clutches for the rest of her days. The church would protect her.

Right?

Even she didn't believe this. If she ran, she would get caught. Their reach was too wide. These witches... they were powerful. They were evil. She couldn't stand up against them. No one could. The Church, they couldn't compare to these evil witches. The Church couldn't match their power. No one could. The Church of Light... this new one, they did their own thing. They had lost the message. They had lost the plot. That Church wasn't the one she signed up for. Madeline was right. The Church didn't care enough to protect little old her. The witches, they would catch up to Sister Marie and the penalty would be severe.

Their offer was tempting. They could protect her. They would respect her. They would welcome her. They could give her everything she wanted. They could keep her safe.

Sister Marie found herself hypnotized by the gurgling mixture in the goblet. She approached it and lifted the heavy chalice. It's heavy weight, it's glimmering red contents. It emanated power, and delicious, tempting evil. And despite any doubts she might have felt, the scent of this brew was too tempting to ignore. It smelled so good! It would probably taste even better.

Almost without thought, Sister Marie lifted the goblet to her lips and eagerly gulped down its contents.

She had proved Madeline correct. Marie had been proven to be as weak-willed and cowardly and easily breakable as she suspected.

And now... she was gone.

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Madeline marched out of the large room where she had stored the cowardly nun. Surrounding her, in the various side rooms, some of her followers had paired off with their assorted paramours, as had Elizabeth and Dave, leaving the main room relatively empty. Kelsey led Jeff by the hand away from her, down a side hallway, looking for a bit of privacy of their own.

The queen witch marched over, approaching her own love, her young husband, Alex. Standing as she approached, he looked a far cry from the young man he'd been the first time they'd met. His boyish looks had hardened up as she made a man out of him. Dressed sharply, all in black, a dark suit, shirt, and tie, his face had a short handsome beard, a look that worked for him.

"Did the plan work?" he asked with a small, dark smile. Madeline, betraying her cool demeanor, jumped forward and met his lips with hers, kissing him savagely, turned on beyond belief by the work she had just done with Marie. His hands, as they usually did, went to her mammoth, mature tits, squeezing them roughly.

"What do you think?" she replied arrogantly, her lips meeting his again. Reaching down, she grasped his bulge, using it to pull him forward, into her own small, side room.

Her moans echoed louder than anyone's for the next few hours.

Hours later, they reappeared in the main room. Many of their followers had reappeared, studying the queen witch with knowing smiles. She looked freshly fucked, her once-again clothed body still sweaty. Alex's clothes were mussed, as were hers, but it wasn't like there was any mystery as to what they'd just been up to.

Most of her followers had finished up their business for now, which meant the only loud screams left were the ones coming from she'd left Marie in.

Madeline knew she would give in. She knew she'd accept her place, because that's what women like her did. They were weak and spineless. Pathetic little creatures who only cared about self-preservation, with no real greater purpose. Now, Madeline had given her one.

Loud pained screams emanated from Marie's chamber. The transformation was always a rough one. Violent body pain, harsh fevers, blinding thoughts. Marie was in for a tough time of it. But she wouldn't be Marie for much longer.

That was one small fact Madeline left out. Usually in times like this, with a demonic possession, the demon's personality mixes with the host in a relatively even mix, with the demon having control. But Marie, she was so spineless, and so weak-willed, such a non-entity of a person, that when she allowed Zephrys in her... there probably wouldn't be much of her left. It would be almost all Zephrys, with only some deep, small, insignificant part of Marie left buried deep.

These transitions usually took some time, so they all had time to kill. As they did their work here, at the other side of the mansion, a group of fellow witches, followers, and family were waiting. One of their followers, Dalaas, a young, but truly sinful, twisted witch, was hard at work. Despite her dark nature, Dalaas was great with kids. So, while the head witches were handling the matter at hand on this side of the house, she was playing daycare with these witches' various children, taking care of them while the adults did their business. During this long wait, Madeline and Alex crossed the house, taking the opportunity to play with their children. Despite Madeline's fundamentally evil nature, she was still a great mom. She loved her kids. They were her entire world. And Alex, even though he was young, was a great father. Despite driving towards a great war, Madeline's family life was bliss.

Eventually, Marie's chamber went silent, meaning the time was close. Madeline and her followers were waiting outside the room, waiting for Zephrys to rise again. Not just her witches, but others as well. Others of her ilk. Elizabeth, leaning back against Dave, his arms wrapped around her lovingly. Nassia, the undying bitch, off to the side, looking almost like a model, with AJ next to her, willing to do her bidding. And there were others too: her generals, her friends, her followers. It was a full room.

Finally, some laughter came from Marie's chambers as footsteps approached. The witches waited with baited breath as the door was pushed open. And finally... she appeared.

The first thing that emerged was a long, lean, bronzed leg, clad in a torn, ripped up habit. Her full form soon emerged, and Madeline could barely recognize her. The habit had been ripped up slightly as Marie transformed into Zephrys. Where once, she had been flat and shapeless, now... she was anything but. Her ass was juicy, round, and perky, jiggling with each step she made. And her tits... holy shit, her tits. They vaulted off her chest, like fucking melons, the tight habit straining to contain them. In places, it was threadbare, and in others it was torn completely through, exposing the soft, golden, succulent skin... and a good view of one her hard protruding nipples.

Up top, the part of her habit that went over her head was askew, exposing some of her now soft, smooth, vibrant platinum blonde hair, falling over her face. And her face... it was a far cry from Marie. While there was probably a hint of Marie at the core, Zephrys' influence had won out, turning her face from plain but pretty to stunning and sexy. Her eyes were sharp and gorgeous. Her lips were plump and full, and they were twisted into an evil, mouth-wateringly sexy smirk.

"The Queen has risen!" she announced loudly, her voice echoing through the large hall. Some of the witches looked on in shock and joy. Jeff and Kelsey went down to one knee to welcome their master back to life. But Madeline... she paused slightly before approaching her.