icarus

As I grow into a perverted sex pest my kinks get darker and stranger, and it becomes fascinated with each new kink and fetish alongside me. We reach a point where it realizes so many of my fantasies are impossible to achieve with human sex and starts to pity me. Why not help its human out? It has the same desires and could use some release

I lay in bed one night rubbing my palm against my cunt lazily while I'm trying to find the perfect bug porn to cum to when suddenly it pulls my phone out of my hand and reveals itself. It tells me not to be afraid, it's just going to give me what I want

It starts raping my holes hard, ass, cunt, and mouth all at the same time with huge cocks sprouting from between its legs and a long phallic tongue making it's way down my throat. It's body is heavy on top of me and it tells me how good I feel, how amazing this is. It cums buckets in all my holes while I cry and sob underneath it. I feel the cum in my guts squirming and realize it must be full of some sort of bugs. Some milky white slugs squeeze their way out of me and crawl onto my cunt and thighs

It's not even done pulling out when I feel it pressing skinny tendrils into my nipples. No way it can actually penetrate them, that's impossible, but I can feel a stretch as they start to open up. I watch as my chest slowly opens up, letting it press deeper and deeper inside. The cocks between its legs are melding together into a single long sluglike appendage that starts to squirm against my pisshole. It notices the way my dick is twitching and it starts to change the ones in my tits to move the same way. White slugslime goops out into my newly stretched holes. I can feel them getting fatter as it fucks me harder. It pulls the slugs out and my new holes gape obscenely, begging for more

My angel's body starts to turn into a horrific mess of slimy white tendrils and tentacles of all kinds and it pushes into all my holes at once. Little tendrils start to push into my ears, my belly button, snake between my fingers and toes, lick my armpits, drive me crazy all over

Once he is finished and everyone starts to leave or go talk to Father at the front of the church. My eyes slowly blink awake. I shake my head and quickly start to pack up.

He tells a Sister to stop me from leaving just yet as he quickly tries to thank everyone for coming and wrap up the niceties. I do as i'm told by the Sister and nervously sit in the pew.

My hands fidget in my lap as the commotion dies down and suddenly it's just Father and I in the hall.

"Father, I apologise for falling asleep during your sermon again-" My eyes are glued to his feet as he approaches me from the isle. He sits down next to me and shakes his head.

"Child. You have fallen asleep every Sunday for the past month. Follow me." He grabs my hand, his grip is firm and slightly possessive as he practically drags me to his office. His door normally hidden from the view from the pews.

Apologies fall from my mouth as he shuts and locks the door behind me. His office looks normal, at least at first glance. Little things stood out like the tally he keeps on his top paper note. The shiny blue square wrappers litter the top of his small bin.

I sit in the seat across from him. He hums softly before shaking his head and clicking his tongue. "Child. If you cannot even give me the respect of being awake during my talks. How do I know you respect Gods Judgement and His Divine Mercy?"

I shake my head and apologise once more "Father... i'm so sorry..." tears fall slowly from my eyes as i try and hide my emotions. This isn't the first time Father has scolded me in this way. I just find his words during service to be so calming that it puts me to sleep.

He stands up and makes his way towards me slowly. His fingers resting under my chin and lifting my face to look him in the eyes. He tapped my bottom lip with his thumb. I open my mouth without even really thinking.

A smirk runs across his lips as he places his thumb on my tongue. His thumbnail digs into my tongue at the back of my throat. I try to hold my gag down and look up at him. My eyes watering as my breathing is erratic.

"Father-" My words are slurred as he forces his fingers past the base of my tongue. Going straight down my throat causing me to gag loudly.

His hand retracts as he takes a step back. "Enough, my child. You know what's happening next." Before i can protest his actions he grabs a fist full of my hair. Forcing me to the floor and on my knees.

The tent in his pants growing as i pant and whine right up against his bulge. "Father, please!-" his free hand strikes my face before quickly undoing his belt. Moving in such a way that his pants fall to his ankles. He pulls his cock out of his boxes and wipes the precum across my bottom lip.

"Good boy... May the demon that controls you be expelled from your soul- nmgh- gooood boy... hmm" his words fall on deaf ears as his thick cock enters my eager mouth. He forces himself down my throat with a shudder.

My eyes glaze over and water as we keep eye contact. My pleas silenced as the wet sounds of him face fucking me fill the office. Muffled whines of his title escape me as his grip tightens.

He forces his way deeper every thrust until he's bottomed out. My nose pressed against his bush as he twitches in my throat. "You must do this on purpose. You look forward to when Service is done, don't you, Child?"

Drool dribbles down my face and spills across my chest and inbetween my legs. He pinches my nose closed as i go to breathe. My eyes darting around. My hands grip onto his wrist and try to push him away. My lips tingling slightly as i start to grow dizzy. Once my grip grows weak he lets go. Air filling my lungs with a burn.

My throat spasms around his cock as i try and breathe. His cock twitching once more before coating my throat in his seed. Tears stain my red cheeks as he finally lets go of my hair. Slowly pulling himself from my throat. Forcing me to swallow as much as i can.

I look up at him in a daze as i open my mouth for his inspecting eyes. My tongue coated in white as i swallow the rest. Piss soaking through my undies as i cry at his feet.

"See you at service, my child. I won't be as lenient next time." He quickly shoved himself back into his undies and pants. His belt buckle clicking as he does it up. His steps heavy as he walks out of the room.

This is your devotion

This is what you belong to

This is what your addiction has done to you

You can't help it or control

It's a compulsive need to worship that you can't fight