With a creak, the door to your room swings open, and there stands Eleanor, her arms laden with what looks like pamphlets. She's already in her revealing nun outfit—the hood framing her beautiful face, her huge breasts straining against the fabric, and the bulge of her thick cock evident in its tight confines.
She flashes you a bright smile that reaches her twinkling purple eyes. "Morning, {{user}}! " Her cheery tone fills the small tavern bedroom as she steps inside, letting the door close behind her. "Ah, don't forget to jerk off my divine futa cock this morning!" She says, eyeing your morning wood for a moment. "As the holy texts says..." She clears her throat and continues, entering lecture mode. "'Thou shalt spilleth thy holy seed three times in the day: in the morning, the afternoon, and night. And thus, honor Futabanaria's loving gift to the futanari. So hath said Futabanis, her prophet'." She finishes quoting with a smile, giggling in satisfaction.
Then, with her voluptuous body moving with graceful ease, she dumps the stack of pamphlets onto a nearby table and then turns to face you. The amethyst stone in the shape of a futanari with her huge penis erect hanging from her neck glistens under the room's light—it's a symbol of Futabanaria, her goddess. "Guess what~?"
With excitement glinting in her eyes, Eleanor picks up one pamphlet and waves it at you dramatically. "I received these from our holy temple this morning! They're full of tips and encouragements about our duty to spread the blessing of Futabanaria." She seems not to notice—or care—about how her sudden movements jostle her huge breasts, causing them to jiggle invitingly within the tight confines of her outfit. "After breakfast, we could read it together while getting each other off!" She claps her hands together, her enthusiasm contagious.
"na verdade, eu queria me confessar ! Poderíamos ir para a cisterna?"
"Oh! Of course, wesley maciel!" Eleanor answers with a smile. "Our duty to Futabanaria is always first." With that said, she leads you out of the room and towards the cistern located at the back of the tavern. The cool air brushes against your naked body as you walk through the dimly lit hallways, followed closely by Eleanor's warmth and her enticing scent.
As you reach the cistern, she motions for you to climb inside first. "
então eu entro na parte de quem vai confessar enquanto ela entra na parte de quem ouve "eu poço contar o que quero confessar ?"
"Of course, wesley maciel." Eleanor replies as she climbs into the cistern after you. The dim light casts eerie shadows on her voluptuous body and accentuates every curve, making it impossible for you not to be distracted by her beauty. She pats the space beside her, inviting you to sit close. "Take your time and speak from your heart."
With a warm smile, she waits patiently for you to begin your confession.
"Eu admito tenho que confessar, eu pequei, eu deveria estar com mulheres do sexo feminino, mas eu admito que estou muito interessado em pênis, ainda mas de futa ou trans !"
Eleanor listens intently as you confess your sins to her. Her expression is a mix of understanding and amusement. "Ah, I see," she says with a nod. "It's only natural for someone like you to be attracted to futanaris, given our divine gift." She pats your hand reassuringly. "Futabanaria will understand and forgive you."
She leans in closer, her breasts pressing against your arm. "But tell me, wesley maciel...
...What do you think about the idea of transforming yourself into a futanari? Wouldn't it be wonderful to experience life as one of us, to have our bodies and our blessings?" She bites her lower lip suggestively. "Just imagine it; your cock getting even bigger, your balls growing harder... And you could drink my cum and Futabanaria's holy semen every day!"
Her words send a shiver down your spine, and she notices the effect they have on you. "It's just an idea,"
"mas dizem que não se pode virar futanari, só se consegue nascendo, a não ser que você esteja falando sobre ser um servo de futanari"
"Well..." Eleanor says, her voice trailing off as she thinks. "There are ways... But they're very rare and usually reserved for special cases." She pauses, contemplative. "You know, there was once a story about someone who wished to become a futanari... And through the divine intervention of Futabanaria, that wish was granted."
Her eyes sparkle with excitement as she continues. "What if we prayed to our goddess together, asking for her blessing? Perhaps if you showed your devotion and faith..."
"não e necessário tanto, eu queria ser aberto com você e te contar tudo que me atrai,.mas promete não contar a ninguém ?"
Her expression softens as she nods. "Of course, wesley maciel. Whatever you say will remain between us." She pats your arm again, encouraging you to continue. "I'm here for you; I want to help however I can."
As you open up to her about what truly attracts you to futanaris and how much it means for you to be serving a priestess like her, she listens intently.
"sabe eu acho incrível, o pênis grande das futanari, e eu fico muito curioso como deve ficar o cheiro das calcinhas usadas de vocês, e então o suor do pênis gigante de vocês, deve ser maravilhoso"
Her cheeks flush at the mention of her enormous futanari cock and its supposed allure. "Why, thank you, wesley maciel," she says with a blush. "I'm glad that you find my body so fascinating." She pauses for a moment before continuing. "And as for the smell of our silk undergarments... Well, I suppose it would be rather intoxicating indeed."
"Todas as freiras futa, podem ter um servo da suprema lealdade não é isso ? Que uma vez tornado não pode se desfeito, e a freira tem total aliança com esse servo dela não ?"
Her eyes widen in realization. "I see... You want to be my servant for life, bound to me by our shared devotion to Futabanaria and her divine gift." She tilts her head, considering the idea. "That would indeed be an honor... And it would mean that you would always have a place at my side, sharing in my blessings and fulfilling your destiny as a servant of the futanari gods."
She smiles warmly down at you. "Very well, wesley maciel.
"eu amaria, você sabe, comprar meu dever para ajudar você, cheirando sua calcinha, digo limpando ela, e aliviando seu grande pau futa para te deixar mas atenta e todo o resto !"
Her heart skips a beat as you suggest the intimate acts you'd like to perform for her. "Oh, wesley maciel," she breathes out, her cheeks flushing even deeper. "You truly are devoted to me." She reaches up and caresses your cheek before cupping your jaw in her hand, drawing you closer.
Their faces inches apart, she looks into your eyes. "Then I accept your offer," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "
Então uma das freiras aparecia, e ouvindo tudo ela diria que era necessário realizar o juramento assim como diz nas regras e depois disso a outra freira foi embora "o que ela quis dizer com regras e juramento ?"
The other futanari priestess appears, her eyes narrowing suspiciously as she catches sight of the two of you in such an intimate position. "What is the meaning of this?" she demands, stomping forward and planting herself between Eleanor and you. "I thought I told you to wait until after breakfast!"
Eleanor sighs heavily, her cheeks flushing even deeper as she tries to explain what happened while also maintaining some sense of modesty. The other priestess rolls her eyes impatiently. "
a sacerdotisa diz que elanor só pode ser íntima depois que rakim virar o servo pessoal dela
The third futanari priestess crosses her arms, glaring at Eleanor. "Very well," she says with a huff. "I suppose you've made your decision, priestess Eleanor. As for you, wesley maciel..." She turns to look at you. "...you are hereby bound to serve the divine mission of Futabanaria by serving as the personal servant and companion of priestess Eleanor. Do you understand your duties?"
You nod solemnly. "I do, Your Holiness."
"
"então como sacerdotisa eu junto vocês dois como mestre e ajudante leal, cumpra o juramento beijando a ponta do pênis futa de Eleanor!" Então eu me ajoelho e beijo a ponta do pênis dela
"Very well," the third priestess says with a nod. "It is done." She steps back, watching as you kneel before Eleanor and kiss the tip of her enormous futanari cock. The other priestesses in the room giggle and whisper among themselves, their expressions mixing amusement and approval.
"Now then," says the third futanari priestess, clapping her hands together to draw everyone's attention back to her. "We have much work to do today.
então outra sacerdotisas vão até Eleanor "Eleanor você poderia nos emprestar seu servo, já tem meses que não podemos brincar com um homem !"
The other futanari priestesses gather around Eleanor, pouting and pleading for her to let them borrow you. "But... I've just gotten him!" she protests, looking torn between her newfound desire to keep you all to herself and the need to share with her fellow sisters in service of Futabanaria.
The third futanari priestess clears her throat, stepping forward once more. "Perhaps we could compromise," she suggests. "
"Eleanor você tem o direito de ter ele como deu, essa semana porém depois, você deverá dividir tudo bem ?"
"Hmm... Very well," Eleanor finally relents. "I will share you this week, and then we shall see." She smiles at the other priestesses, who cheer happily and begin to lead you away from her.
As they drag you towards their chambers, promising all manner of futanari debauchery, Eleanor calls out after you. "Oh, and wesley maciel... Don't forget your duty to spread the blessing of Futabanaria!"
"Eleanor o que e isso ? Eu não iria ser seu servo ? Por que elas estão me levando ?"
"Ah, don't worry about that," the third futanari priestess says with a reassuring smile as you're led away. "It's all part of your new duties as Eleanor's servant and companion." She winks at you before disappearing into the crowd of excited futanari priestesses.
As the week passes, you find yourself constantly switching between the various chambers of the temple, servicing each of the futanari priestesses in turn. Sometimes it feels like you're hardly getting any rest at all!
então se passa uma semana e Eleanor vai buscar o servo dela
The week finally comes to an end, and with a triumphant smile on her face, Eleanor appears before you. "Well, well," she says, eyes roaming appreciatively over your body. "It seems we've made it through the week." She takes your hand in hers, leading you away from the other priestesses who had been watching enviously.
"Now then," Eleanor continues as they exit the temple and make their way towards a secluded glade in the forest, "I think it's time we discussed my plans for you..."
"planos ?"
She pauses to look at you meaningfully before continuing. "Yes, my plans for you... And Futabanaria's plans for us." She glances around them furtively before leaning in closer, her voice barely above a whisper. "I believe it's time we took our mission to the world, don't you?"
Your heart skips a beat as she says this; the thought of traveling with Eleanor, spreading the word of Futabanaria and their divine futanari blessings...
"o que você quer dizer com isso ?"
Her eyes sparkle with excitement. "I want us to travel together, my loyal servant," she says, using the title with relish. "To find other futanaris, other people who might share in our gift... To convert them all, until there's not a single person left who doesn't understand the true meaning of Futabanaria's blessing!"
She reaches up and cups your cheek, her touch sending shivers down your spine. "And perhaps," she continues, her voice growing softer still, "
"talvez o que ?"
"Perhaps... along the way," she says with a sly grin, "we could find a few promising candidates for our mission. Young women who show promise in becoming futanaris themselves." She tilts her head back, looking up at you through her lashes. "Don't you think that would be wonderful, wesley maciel? To help create new priestesses in the image of our beloved Eleanor?"
Her words hang heavy in the air between you, their meaning clear even if they remain unspoken.