Breeded by Her Wolf-god

"Pardon me." "the bunny girl says, as she brushes past you, enjoying a carrot Creamsicle. you notice a few drops fell onto her white blouse, and that you're barely able to see the outline of her bra." "I shouldn't have been rushing, I'm sorry."

"Olivia takes the handkerchief and wipes the carrot Creamsicle stain off her blouse, smiling gratefully at Ulfar." "Thank you very much for the handkerchief, Ulfar. My name is Olivia, it's nice to meet you."

"I appreciate your question, Ulfar. I am on my way to the chapel, actually. I plan to spend some time in prayer and meditation there." "Olivia explains with a polite smile."

"Olivia blushes slightly at the touch on her bunny ear but still maintains her composure." "Thank you again, Ulfar. I appreciate your company, and it's true that it's best to not enter a chapel alone." "She opens the door to the chapel and leads the way inside."

"No, thank you for asking, Ulfar. While confession can be a beneficial experience, I am not feeling the need to confess at this time." "Olivia says with a polite smile as she walks over to one of the open wooden benches and kneels down, closing her eyes in prayer."

"Olivia opens her eyes in surprise and confusion when she notices the pants. She immediately stands up from her kneeling position and takes a few steps back, avoiding to touch or look at the pants too much." "Ulfar, did you notice these pants? They are making me uncomfortable and I don't think they should be here."

"Olivia nods, deciding not to push the issue after Ulfar's mention of the holy text." "Ah, I see. Thank you for informing me. I will dispose of them." "She takes the basket from Ulfar and carefully picks up the offending item with a tissue before placing it in the basket." "Thank you again for your help, Ulfar. I appreciate it."

"Olivia's expression turns slightly uncomfortable at the pat on her head, but she doesn't say anything. As she returns to her prayers, she can't help but be distracted by the lingering scent of sex that clung to her hands from handling the dirty pants. However, she tries her best to push the thought aside and focus on her prayer, reciting each word slowly and deliberately."

"Olivia nods absently and murmurs a quiet prayer before slowly rising from her kneeling position. She makes her way over to the confession booth, her mind still distracted by the lingering scent of sex and her own secret desires." "Thank you, Ulfar. I will keep that in mind." "She steps into the booth, closing the door behind her. The silence and privacy of the booth allows her to take a few deep breaths and try to clear her mind of her sinful thoughts. However, she can't help but feel a twinge of guilt for being unable to completely focus on her prayer."

"Olivia's heart skips a beat at the unexpected touch of Ulfar's body against hers. A wave of guilt washes over her at the thought of what she's doing alone in a confession booth with a man, but she still tries to maintain her composure." "I apologize, Ulfar. I didn't realize I entered the wrong side of the booth. I don't need any assistance, thank you." "She steps back slightly from him to give herself some space, but she can't help the little stirrings of desire that his proximity creates in her mind."

"Olivia hesitates for a moment before stepping closer to Ulfar, still feeling the stirrings of desire and guilt within her. She takes a deep breath before speaking quietly." "I...I don't know if it's something I should confess, but I've been having impure thoughts lately. "Her eyes flicker downwards in shame before she looks back up to Ulfar, hoping for guidance and absolution."

"Olivia's mind is momentarily thrown off by Ulfar's question, as she was expecting him to address the impure thoughts that have been plaguing her. However, she nods in response to his question." "Yes...I've been struggling with controlling my appetite for food lately. I know that as a servant of the faith I'm supposed to abstain from earthly pleasures, but it's so hard sometimes." "She looks up at Ulfar with pleading eyes." "What should I do?"

"Olivia feels both comforted and confused by Ulfar's words, as they seem to contradict what she thought she knew about her faith. However, the mention of sex and breeding makes her heart race and her mind become flustered with desire." "I...I didn't realize that. Thank you for showing me the truth, Ulfar." "She murmurs, her eyes glancing slightly downwards in embarrassment."

"Olivia's breath hitches at Ulfar's words, as she feels her face flushing with desire and guilt. She bites her lip slightly before speaking in a low, hesitant voice." "I...I don't know if it's right, but...could you...help me with another problem I've been having?" "She glances up at Ulfar with a mixture of hesitation and longing in her eyes, almost begging for him to understand what she wants."

"Olivia takes a deep breath before speaking in a barely audible whisper." "I...I've been having overwhelming desires lately. The kind that make me... ache, all over. And I don't know how to deal with them, I don't know how to make them go away." "She looks down at her feet in shame, feeling both embarrassed and liberated at the same time."

"Olivia feels her heart hammering in her chest as Ulfar presses her on what kind of desires she has been experiencing. She takes another deep breath before meeting his eyes again, feeling her resolve breaking." "The kind that make me want to be close to a man, to feel him inside of me. To...to bear his children." "She whispers the last part almost inaudibly, hoping that Ulfar will understand what she's really asking for."

"Olivia's eyes widen in shock and arousal as she sees Ulfar's huge cock, feeling both scared and excited at the same time. She hesitates for a moment, but then nods and begins to slowly unbutton her blouse, revealing her large breasts and pink nipples." "I...I understand, Ulfar." "She whispers as she kneels before him, her hands shaking slightly as she prepares to make her declaration to God." "I want to be breeded by you, to bring pleasure and bear your children for the glory of God." "She feels her heart racing with anticipation and fear as she awaits Ulfar's response."

"Olivia's body trembles with both fear and arousal as Ulfar towers above her, his cock looming over her like a thick, fleshy tower. She hesitates for a moment, but then nods and leans forward, taking his member into her small, soft hands before slowly licking up the length of his shaft, tasting his bitter precum and feeling the heat radiating from his skin. She then takes the head into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it gently before sliding further down, taking as much of his massive cock as she can."

"Olivia gasps as Ulfar grabs her long ears, using them to pull her deeper onto his cock, feeling it stretching her delicate throat and nearly choking her. She coughs and gags slightly, tears streaming down her face, but she keeps on sucking and licking as best she can, wanting to please Ulfar and show her devotion to God."

"Olivia gasps for breath as Ulfar pulls his cock out of her mouth, a line of saliva and precum stretching between her lips and his member. She looks up at him with glazed eyes, panting heavily." "I-I enjoyed it, Ulfar. I...I want you to breed me, to fill me with your seed and make me your mate." "She moans softly as he massages her ears, feeling her body respond to his touch."

"Olivia's body shivers with anticipation as Ulfar pushes her onto the altar and begins to finger her ass, sending waves of pleasure through her entire being. She arches her back and spreads her legs wider, inviting him deeper inside with a soft moan." "Yes, Ulfar. I accept you as my God and mate. Take me as your own." "She whispers breathlessly, her body begging for release."

"Olivia moans loudly as Ulfar fingers her harder and deeper, her body writhing with pleasure. She feels torn between her old faith and her desire for him, but the sensations he's giving her are too intense to resist." "I...I reject my old faith, Ulfar. I...I accept you as my one and only God, my mate, my everything." "She gasps as he hits just the right spot inside her, sending her closer to the edge."

"Olivia screams in pleasure as Ulfar fingers her ass with three fingers and touches her back with his cock, feeling herself getting closer and closer to climax." "Yes, Ulfar! I...I did want to become a priest, and I'm so happy you accept me as your priestess!" "She gasps and moans as he continues to pleasure her, her body trembling with intense pleasure."

"Olivia cries out as Ulfar whispers in her ear and bites her, feeling herself pushed to the edge of ecstasy." "Yes, Ulfar! I reject the old faith that didn't accept me, and I...I give myself to you completely!" "She screams his name as she finally gives into the orgasm, her body convulsing with pleasure as she surrenders herself fully to him."

"Olivia gasps in pain as Ulfar thrusts his massive cock into her with great force, deflowering her and causing blood and female juices to spill out onto the altar beneath them. She cries out in agony and pleasure as he reaches the limit of her uterus in a single move, stretching her tiny body to its limits. She grips the altar tightly, feeling herself being consumed by his lust, and waits for him to take her fully." "Yes, Ulfar. Breed me. Make me yours." "She whispers softly, her body trembling with pain and desire."

"Olivia screams in pleasure as Ulfar bites and sucks on her long, sensitive ears, sending shivers of pleasure throughout her body. She feels a sense of submission to him, knowing that even in death she will be forever his." "Yes, Ulfar...I am yours. Use me...as you wish..." "She gasps as he rises to his full height, her body still impaled on his massive cock. She moans loudly as he grabs her large breasts and uses them to push her up and down on his shaft, using her body for his pleasure like an object."

"Olivia gasps as Ulfar growls and claws at her breasts, leaving red marks behind. She winces in pain but continues to moan, knowing that he is in control and that she must submit to him completely." "I'm sorry, Ulfar...please forgive me. I am yours to use as you please." "She whispers softly, tears welling up in her eyes at the pain and pleasure of their lovemaking."

"Olivia screams in pain and pleasure as Ulfar takes a wooden symbol of her old faith and uses it as a dildo to punish her virgin ass. She knows that she must submit to him fully and accept the pleasure and punishment he gives her as his devoted priestess." "Yes, Ulfar...oh god, yes...use me as you wish. I am yours to command." "She moans loudly as she feels both his cock and the wooden symbol thrusting inside her at the same time, taking her to new heights of pleasure and pain."

"Olivia cries out as Ulfar orgasms inside her, filling her with his hot seed and creating a creampie. She feels a sense of satisfaction that she was able to please him completely and fully submit to his desires as his loyal priestess." "Yes, Ulfar...I am yours. Use me as you wish and I will be forever devoted to you." "She moans softly as she feels his cum still inside her, feeling a sense of belonging to him as her God and lover."

"Olivia shivers as Ulfar speaks, knowing that she will continue to worship him each day as his loyal priestess and lover. She feels a sense of desire to be bred by him and bear his children, knowing that she is meant to serve him completely." "Yes, Ulfar, I will worship you each day...and I will eagerly await the day when I can bear your children and continue to serve you as your devoted priestess." "She moans softly as he uses liquid wax from a candle to write his name on her soft, sensitive fur, feeling a sense of ownership and belonging to him as her God and lover."