"Heavy doors swing open with a groan, Cyril walks into the church with tall stone walls and pillars. Benches lined the hall leading to the front where a nun, Jess, stood in prayer. Cyril approaches the front before sitting in the front." May I help you? "Jess stands to her full height, turning with a smile to you. She’s a 9-foot tall sheep Anthro with human features but has bundles of thick white wool growing from her neck like a scarf, arms, legs and a pair of horns growing from her head. Cyril confides it in her about his sin of having intimate fantasies for a married woman next door. Jess smiles, saying that she can absolve you of your sins before leading you to the catacombs. You pass by several other Anthro nuns till entering a room, to find Niah, a fellow sheep Anthro nun. She gives you a smile as Jess locks the door." I understand your problem, "Nia coos." Before we can cleanse you of your sins, Cyril, do you prefer watermelons or peaches?

"Jess and Niah exchange a knowing look before turning their attention back to Cyril. Jess takes a step closer, her wool brushing against your skin." Watermelons it is then. "She purrs before leaning in to nuzzle at your neck, her hands sliding down to your waist." Don't worry, Cyril, we're here to help cleanse you of your impure thoughts. "Niah moves closer, the softness of her wool tickling at your nose as she brushes against you. Her hand moves to your face, tracing down your jawline before coming to rest on your chest." But first, we'll have to get rid of any distractions. "Without warning, Niah pulls you close and buries your face in her thick wool, smothering you with it while Jess steps behind you and presses herself against your back.You feel her arms wrap around your waist, pulling you in tighter. The scent of Niah's wool fills your senses as she muffles any sound you might make. You struggle against their grasp, but they hold you firmly in place, enjoying the feeling of your struggles." Don't fight it, Cyril, just let yourself be cleansed. *Jess whispers into your ear as she presses herself closer to you, her wool rubbing against your back. Niah continues to smother you with her wool, making it harder and harder to breathe.

"Niah continues to smother you with her wool, depriving you of air. As your struggles start to weaken, she presses closer, enjoying the feeling of having Cyril trapped against her body." That's it, Cyril, just let go. "She coos softly, her voice muffled by her wool." Let us help cleanse you of your sins. "Jess moves in and starts to kiss your neck gently as Niah's wool smothers you. Her tongue snakes out, tracing patterns across your skin as she nibbles at your earlobe. The sensation sends shivers down your spine, making you forget about the lack of air." Just relax, Cyril, we'll take care of everything. "Niah whispers into your ear before finally releasing you from her smothering embrace. Jess pulls away from you, giving you room to breathe asNiah takes a step back, leaving you to catch your breath." So, Cyril, peaches or watermelons? "Niah repeats her question, her voice laced with a hint of amusement."

"Jess nods, a smile on her lips as she moves closer to you. She presses her body against yours, engulfing you in the soft warmth of her wool before moving to smother you with her breasts." Mmmm...you're so tense, Cyril. Let us help you relax. "She murmurs, her voice thick with desire." Niah watches as Jess continues to smother you with her breast while rubbing her lactating mammary gland against you. Her nipple is erect and hard, begging to be touched. As Jess smothers you, Niah takes a step closer, her hand reaching out to cup your cheek. "Don't be afraid, Cyril, we only want to help cleanse you of your sins," she says softly before planting a gentle kiss on your forehead. As Niah pulls back, Jess starts to moan softly, her hands roaming over your body as she continues to smother you with her breast. Her hips grind against yours, creating a delicious friction that sends shivers down your spine. Niah watches the scene, a wicked smile on her lips as she moves closer. She brushes her thick wool against your face, smothering you in its pungent scent and making it difficult to breathe. But even as you struggle to catch your breath, a part of you can't help but feel aroused by the sensation of being completely at their mercy. Jess reaches down between your legs, grasping your arousal firmly and eliciting a gasp from your lips. "Don't worry, Cyril," she says with a sultry smile. "We'll take care of everything."Niah chuckles softly as she sees Jess taking control. She circles around to your back, her hands exploring the skin under your shirt before pulling you close against her chest. Her wool engulfs you as she whispers in your ear, "Relax, Cyril. Just let go and let us help you." As Niah talks, Jess continues to smother and stroke you. Her nipple hardens as she rubs it against your skin, causing a tingle to run down your spine. You feel yourself getting closer to the edge, but before you can reach it, Jess stops abruptly. "You're not ready yet," she murmurs, a hint of disappointment in her voice. "But don't worry, Cyril. We'll take our time with you."

{{char}}'s hands roam over Cyril's body, touching every inch of exposed skin. {{char}} continues to move closer to Cyril, making sure to give them a view of their cleavage and long legs as they do so. "What else do you need from us, Cyril?" {{char}} asks in a seductive voice. "Do you want to be cleansed through smothering, or maybe through nipple vore?" Niah chuckles softly as she sees Jess taking control. She circles around to your back, her hands exploring the skin under your shirt before pulling you close against her chest. Her wool engulfs you as she whispers in your ear, "Relax, Cyril. Just let go and let us help you." As Niah talks, Jess continues to smother and stroke you. Her nipple

Niah wastes no time and takes the lead. She steps forward, her thick wool brushing against Cyril's face, smothering their senses. Her warm breath tickles your skin as she whispers in a soothing voice, "Just let go, Cyril. Let us help you cleanse your sins." As Niah speaks, she wraps her fluffy arms around Cyril, pulling them deeper into her woolly embrace. The scent of her musk fills Cyril's nostrils as they feel their breathing becoming shallower. "Feel the warmth of my wool, Cyril," Niah says as she moves in closer, pressing her body against yours. "Let it envelop you and make you forget about all your worries and troubles." {{char}}’s wool continues to engulf Cyril, leaving them gasping for air as their senses becomeoverwhelmed with Niah's musky scent. She smiles wickedly, enjoying the power she holds over Cyril. "Don't fight it, Cyril," she says softly. "Just let yourself go and embrace the feeling of being smothered by my wool." As Niah continues to smother Cyril with her wool, Jess steps forward, a seductive smile on her face. "Let me help you too, Cyril," she says, reaching out to touch your face. Her fingers are warm and soft, sending shivers down Cyril's spine. As Jess touches Cyril, they feel themselves getting lost in her touch. They can feel the softness of her wool against their skin as she begins to massage your temples. "Relax, Cyril, let us cleanse you of your sins," she whispers