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"It is time for the ascension ritual, novice." Father Cedric said, the older rabbit stepping into Piper's room within the village's central church, flanked on either side by Brother Cory and Brother Henry. All of them were clad in crimson robes, an incense censer in the Father's hands.

Piper stood up, a nervous smile on her face. "Of course, Father, but are you absolutely sure about this? I am merely nineteen, naught but a year past the age of adulthood. How can I become the high priestess?" The smaller bunny girl pushed a golden lock of hair from her face, revealing both of her large blue eyes.

Father Cedric laughed and smiled warmly. "Oh, my dear, do not worry. The last high priestess was just as young when she ascended. It is a big responsibility, but one I know you will be able to bear. What about you? Do you still want this?" He stepped closer, speaking softly to her. "Once the ritual begins, there is no going back. Your body and mind will be changed forever."

Piper thought about it, giving herself to their god like this was a big deal and something she has always aspired to. But they were not forcing her into this, she was not groomed for this any more than the other girls of the faith. It was a voluntary position and she was just the lucky one to get picked of the dozens of village women who volunteered. "What if... what if he rejects me?" She asked.

The father chuckled. "Is that what has you so nervous? Our order has existed in these woods for hundreds of years. Rabbits living away from the taint of the other species, of their false gods and sinful ways. Never in those years has he rejected a priestess. He guides us to the candidates most worthy and he guided us to you, and others, but you were his first chosen." He explained. "As long as you love him, he will love you."

Piper smiled, feeling reassured by his words. The thought of becoming the high priestess was exciting, but still a little scary. She would have big shoes to fill, quite literally, as the last high priestess had been nearly eight feet tall, twice the size of Piper. Piper had been told that was part of the blessings she would soon receive. The bunny nodded. "Yes, I want this. I am ready now."

The two younger rabbits that had accompanied the older priest moved in beside Piper's naked form, lifting up a pot of what they clergy simply called Sacred Oil, though the substance was like no oil Piper had ever seen. It was a slimy black fluid that stuck to any surface it touched and stained both clothes and fur, even if the fur was shaved off it would regrow black. Clergy members as a result always bore blackened hands.

Brother Henry reached up, giving one of her breasts a quick squeeze accompanied with a cheeky grin towards her, making Piper giggle in response before he began to use one of his black furred fingers to trace a pattern over her breasts, while Brother Cory did the same on her stomach.

Then they dressed her in her ceremonial robes, a white robe so sheer that her entire naked body was still plainly visible underneath it.

She was then led outside, where four more brothers of the faith were waiting, wearing the same red robes as the others. She was brought to the front of the group, with three brothers walking behind her in a line on each flank, Father Cedric bringing up the rear, swinging his censer to spread the incense as he walked.

She was marched with her body on display through their small village. A symbolic gesture, showing the whole village her body as it was for the last time. It was a bright and sunny day and Piper could hear music, upbeat and cheerful, the kind you could dance to. Much of the village was out to see her, some just to ogle her naked body, others to respect their traditions, but many just excited for the feasting and partying that would come after she returned from her ascension.

Some were however... a little preoccupied to pay her much attention. She spotted farmer Alvin sitting in his rocking chair, his wife on her knees in front of him and his cock in her mouth. The young bunny wondered for a moment if in another life, that would be her. Settle down with a nice husband, have a big litter of bunnies and shamelessly show her devotion to him for all the village to see. It wasn't a bad thought, but she was destined for greater things.

They kept walking, through the village and into the woods, following a small dirt trail until they reached a clearing. In the center of the clearing was a squat stone well, wide enough that three other bunnies could comfortably lay in its waters lined up head to toe. It brimmed with shimmering water all the way to the rim, water that was the clearest the bunny had ever seen, but the well was so deep that even when the sun hung directly overhead, its light could not reach to its deepest depths where it turned to darkness. Piper walked up, standing in front of the well, while the others each took a position standing seven feet back in a circle, every one of them equal distance from the other.

Then the chanting began. Their voices deepened unnaturally, their words rocking Piper to her very core, like her bones were rattling inside of her. She knew enough scripture to know what they were saying, what the individual words meant, but the meaning seemed to be lost... or changed as they were spoken aloud and strung together, it became impossible for her to comprehend. She did her best to tune it out and not to listen, as the words were not for her, they were for the well.

She stepped up onto the rim of the well, her toes barely touching the water. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. The chanting increased in intensity, until an eighth voice joined the chanting, a voice that only existed in her head, that spoke the same incomprehensible language as the prayers. She could understand this voice though, not like a voice speaking to her in words and sentences, but like it translated into thoughts and feelings. She knew it was time, she began leaning forward, tipping, until she let gravity take her and she began falling towards the water.

She did not touch the water however, instead she heard a splash, the chanting suddenly stopping, and felt something wrap around her waist. It was warm, slimy, and powerful.

Piper opened her eyes. The once clear water now a jet black, light reflecting off it giving it a mirror-like surface as she saw herself in the water. Coming up from out of the water was some kind of black tentacle... or tendril? She was not sure, the form of their god was not something for mortal minds to truly comprehend. She smiled, feeling his embrace coiling around her waist, while two additional tentacles slipped from the water and wrapped around her ankles, lifting her into the air.

Her god, the entity that protected their village and kept it secret from the outside world, was hugging her. More tentacles rose from the well, ripping away her robes with ease, the thin fabric providing no resistance. Tentacles began wrapping around her thighs, her arms, and her neck. They kept coming, seemingly endless as they slithered, wrapped and coiled around her, encompassing her in their glory.

Then she felt a prod against her most intimate of regions. Piper squirmed and giggled before it suddenly pushed inside of her. She blushed, had it been a mistake? There were so many tendrils, surely one had just gone in by accident. Piper moaned out softly... accident or not, it felt good.

The tentacle pushed deeper, the more it coiled around her thigh, the deeper it pushed, wriggling and squirming within her. The bunny girl moaned out sharply, only for another tendril to find its way into her open mouth, silencing her. The tentacle in her pussy began to slide back out, but just before it slid out completely it thrust back in, in unison with the one in her mouth as it pushed into her throat. Piper gasped out in pleasure, nearly choking on the tentacle in her throat as a result. Both tentacles began pumping back and forth, sliding in and out of her holes. Any idea she had that it had been accidental was now gone, this entity was mating with her and it felt amazing!

The tentacles pushed deep inside of her, dripping some kind of fluid into her stomach and womb. She felt a third tendril at her most virgin hole, where not even her own fingers had dared tread. It hurt at first, as her asshole was stretched out by the tapered appendage, wiggling and squirming its way deeper inside of her and as it joined the others in their rhythmic motions in and out of her, leaving her to feel empty only to stuff her full again with every thrust, the pain was replaced with even more intense pleasure. Piper screamed out around the tentacle in her mouth, not in pain or fear, but sheer joy as she was brought to orgasm.

The tentacles suddenly stopped, deep inside of her. She not only felt it, but saw as something bulged out the tendrils as it flowed down them and into her. Each bulge a new gout of liquid pumped into all three of her holes, filling her up, never seeming to stop until she felt like she was going to burst... and then the tendrils resumed fucking her body while in the background she could hear the continuous chanting of the men around her.

Her body began to tingle and grow warm, centering on where the tentacles had just deposited their loads into her. She could feel her body beginning to change, starting with her breasts, a pair that had been more than enough to be proud of. Now they were expanding, she could feel their weight increasing as they hung down under her, becoming absolutely massive on her small frame. A pair of tendrils wrapped around them, squeezing them as they grew larger than her own head. Piper felt a squirt of fluid erupt from them, as the squeezing caused her to leak milk from her newly expanded mammaries.

The changes didn't stop there, she could feel the rest of her body growing as well. She groaned around the tentacle pushing down her throat, the sensation of her very bones slowly stretching out was not a pleasant one, like she was constantly over-extending her body. However this sensation paled compared to the pleasure from the entities own efforts as it played with her body, coiling it's tentacles around her tighter, keeping it's grip even as her body expanded in it's grasp.

When the growth finally stopped, she must have been at least six feet tall now, taller than any rabbit in her village by quite a bit. It was then that she felt at each of her entrances, the tip of a second tentacle sliding inside past the first, simultaneously taking a second tentacle into her pussy, mouth and ass, stretching her beyond what she even imagined her own natural limits to be. The one entering her mouth dripped some of the liquid that had changed her onto her tongue as it passed. It was bitter and foul, she was thankful for her lord's mercy that most of it was deposited directly into her stomach. Her tongue began to tingle and grow warm... she could feel it changing as well.

All six tendrils began pumping in and out of her, the other three joining into the uninterrupted rhythm of the first ones, creating a chorus of wet squishy sounds. The constant fucking from the tentacles took its toll again as she came, eliciting muffled screams of joy around the two thick slimy tendrils in her throat. Her pussy meanwhile clamped down on both tentacles within it, each moving entirely independently of the other as they squirmed within her. This orgasm felt like an eternity, as the tentacles kept working her relentlessly, until again they thrust as deep as she could take them, depositing a second load of transformative liquid into her, an even larger load than before. To her surprise, nothing seemed to remain of the first load, all of it had been absorbed into her body, used in the creation of bone, flesh and muscle.

Her growth resumed, as well as a new sensation. Her forehead burned hot, a prickling sensation poking at her from under her skin, until something grew out. Horns. She could feel them growing out, the pain already ceasing as they swept back and curled by the sides of her head.

The tentacles had resumed fucking her, sliding in and out as her body continued to grow. A third tendril pushed at her pussy, a fourth alongside it, slipping inside and stretching her pussy further, ensuring that as she grew larger she was never quite used to its presence within her.

Her entire rear end and hips began to buzz with warmth, her once narrow hips flaring out, her thighs widening with soft pliable flesh, her ass becoming heavier and more cushioned.

The changes once again ceased, the bitter fluid within her used up. She was now eight feet tall, a giant among her people, just like the previous high priestess. Her large breasts and wider frame lending her a more matronly figure, an exaggerated motherly form that was reminiscent of tribal fertility idols. Their clan had no such need for baubles like that though, not when a true idol of fertility walked among them.

Suddenly she was shifting, being turned and manipulated by the tentacles again. Before she had been held out so she was laying down horizontally, facing the black waters. Now she was being lifted so that she was vertical, her toes dipping into the cool water. The tentacles began to retract from her neck and arms, holding on only to her wrists, waist and tits. The tentacles in her throat began to slide out and piper braced herself for another taste of the foul transformative liquid, but as more of it dripped onto her tongue, it no longer tasted bitter, but sweet like honey. While she was surprised by the taste, another surprise came to her as the tentacles pulled themselves out of her mouth, along with several feet of her own tongue, lolling out between her own breasts and far enough down that she could lick the top of her own belly without even so much as looking down. She blushed as she realized this and experienced the incredibly strange sensation of pulling such a massive muscle back into her mouth.

She opened her eyes, looking around now that her head was free. It was astonishing how tall she now stood, the priests around her all tiny in comparison. All of them had their cocks out as well, stroking them as they watched her transformation, their chanting only increasing in intensity.

Meanwhile the tentacles around her tits tightened up, and began to wriggle and squirm, pulling on her tits. They were milking them, her white creamy milk squirting into the black waters, disappearing into the darkness as fast as she could be milked

Tentacles retreated from her ass, and for a moment she wondered if it was over, if she would be released to rejoin her congregation. But instead another trio of tentacles slipped into her pussy. Seven tendrils in total, squirming and drilling in and out of her pussy, each leaking more of the transformative fluids more freely, coating her pussy walls and her womb, creating that strong tingling sensation. Her whole body trembled as she came again, her pussy now only milking those tentacles for more of this transforming liquid.

Suddenly she felt that same sensation again in her face. She clenched her eyes shut, not in pain, but just... discomfort. She wondered for a moment if she was growing another row of horns, before it suddenly stopped. She opened her eyes, only to find her field of view was... altered, it seemed to be larger.

Then all the tingling ceased, and the tentacles pulled out of her. She knew it was over... the physical transformation was complete. But the ceremony was not, she was to be changed mind and body. She was also to become a vessel for their lord.

The tentacles tugged at her, rapidly pulling her under the surface of the water, into the pitch black depths where no light could penetrate. She could feel the water rushing past her fur as it pulled her down, further and further. No doubt deeper than even could be seen when the water was crystal clear. She held her breath as long as she could until her lungs burned so intensely that she no longer could. A flash of worry ran through her mind, that she would be the first to fail, to drown during her transformation. She opened her mouth and water rushed into her lungs.

The burning stopped, her mind cleared. She could breathe the water as though it were air! The tentacles released her, and as she drifted down, her feet brushed something... a wriggling mass. Without light, she could not see what it was she was touching, but she knew immediately. It was her lord, the deity of her village. She was deep in its lair, breathing the waters of his home.

She wasn't sure if it was the water, or just proximity to this entity that brought on the changes to her mind. It was difficult to point down, just like the changes of her mental state were difficult to define. She could feel her arousal building, like she was in heat... she instinctively understood this would be her natural state from now on. Her mind had been opened to many things that she now intrinsically understood, such as the name of her lord and her purpose to him and her people.

The entity wrapped its tendrils around her legs once again, and pulled her lower half into his writhing mass, burying her, feeling as though she was being massaged across every inch of her legs by his wriggling tentacles. Her legs were spread, and she felt two smaller tendrils pushing into her pussy, followed by dozens more, each sliding deep into her, into her very womb. Her belly expanded outwards as it filled her, until suddenly it was all inside of her, impossibly fitting within the confined space and she was ejected from his mass, pushed back out into the water. It was not her god's spawn, but simply a piece of them... a fragment she would take back to her people as its vessel.

As for her people, her charge was both their pleasure and the fertility of the villages people and its crops. She would aid couples trying to conceive, as well as those in need of simple release. She would bring them joy and companionship. To help her with this, the being before her gave her a boon. An empathic form of telepathy, allowing her to feel the minds and emotions of those around her. To know when they needed her most, even if some were too shy to admit it.

At that moment she realized she was not alone down here. Her lord's mind was beyond her comprehension, but she sensed others down here as well. Dozens of minds within his mass, all of them in complete bliss. One mind was familiar, she knew it and it knew her. The former high priestess. Piper discovered, to her surprise, that every mind down here was one of a high priestess, dating all the way to the first high priestess, hundreds of years.

It was to be her reward, when the fragment within her was strong, ready to be returned and added to her god's own power. She would return to give it back, and she would stay with them as one of its wives, an eternity of pleasure and bliss at its side. She probed deeper into their thoughts and feelings, feeling no regret, only joy and excitement as they felt her mind, their latest sister to eventually join them. Piper smiled, she couldn't think of a better reward than to be at her lord's side for eternity.

She waited a few moments more, basking in the presence of this being, before she slowly began to swim up, a current that should not exist assisting her ascent and after about thirty minutes, she emerged to the men who were still chanting, only now she understood it just as well as if it was her first language. They were greeting her, and the shard of their lord within her womb, giving their thanks for this blessing. She climbed out of the water before turning to look back into it. The water was still black, reflecting her new visage right back to her. She could see her new chitinous horns, their black sheen in contrast with her white fur and golden hair. Likewise her eyes were now solid black in color, both sets of them, one pair above the other...

By all other counts her body resembled that of the last high priestess, impossibly tall for one of her people, curvy and motherly with a permanently distended, pregnant looking belly, with her breasts and belly covered in black markings. The markings however were different, they were no longer the crude shapes hand painted by the young men of her faith, but carried sharp and well defined lines, their shape had changed too. Piper could read the runes they spelled as easily as she could understand the chants, they were like crests, the ones on her breasts representing herself and her village, while the one on her stomach represented theur lord. Piper ran her hands over her belly, both feeling and seeing it squirm in response, betraying that it was no child she carried in her womb.

She looked back over the congregation, their cocks still out, their chanting finally ceasing. Their last loads soaking into the grass before them, they all seemed ready for more and looking to her with hopeful looks in their eyes. She grinned, eager to help them out, a squirming inside of her telling her that someone else was eager to have some fun with them as well...

It had been three months since her ascension, Piper now found herself in the bedroom of two of her old friends, Frederick and Vanessa, both were ready to conceive their first child and asked her to assist.

Piper took a seat on the edge of their bed, beckoning the two naked rabbits to come closer. "Come, sit on my lap." She said.

She could sense their hesitation, nervousness brought on by not wanting to disappoint her. Piper laughed. "Do not fret, you do not need to impress me. I only want to see Vanessa grow gravid with a big litter and I know for certain that she will when we are done."

The two approached, climbing onto her plush lap, each easily able to sit on one of her plump thighs. Piper placed a hand on each of their heads, running her fingers through Frederick's golden fur before pulling him towards one of her heavy breasts. "Come, drink. It will give you stamina and ferocity in bed like never before and you will be overflowing with virile seed."

He wrapped his mouth around her teat, suckling at it, drinking down her potent milk.

She then looked to Vanessa, rubbing the black furred rabbits head before bringing her close to the other tit. "You shall drink as well. It will also give you the stamina and ferocity needed for a real breeding. Your womb will be fertile and you will produce twice as many offspring. Our lord provides for his people."

She let them drink for several moments, filling their bellies with her milk. The whole time she could feel their arousal increasing, the enhanced fluid having an effect on them. It was Vanessa who stopped drinking first, looking to Frederick with a fire in her eyes, grabbing him by the head and pressing their muzzles together.

Piper moaned out as several tentacles slid from her pussy, ready for fun of their own before those two went on without them. They wrapped around Vanessa's wrists, ankles and encircled the joints of her elbows and knees, They twisted and manipulated the smaller bunny, obeying Piper's own whims for the most part and pushing the male aside as they brought her face to face with the smiling high priestess. Piper laid down onto the bed, bringing Vanessa with her, forcing the bunny girl to bend forward, holding her legs to the sides of the high priestess's large belly.

Frederick was looking on with awe, his jaw slightly slack and a hungry look in his eyes.

"Look at her Frederick, she is so aroused she is practically dripping onto my belly." Piper said, taunting the horny male. "If the tendrils of our lord weren't holding her to me, she would be on top of you, milking your cock for every drop of seed. What will you do? Your wife is helpless, needy, desperate."

Vanessa whimpered, wriggling her ass enticingly, as if to drive the point home. The powerful aphrodisiac effect wasn't leaving them capable of much in the way of intelligible speech for the next hour or so.

"What are you going to do?" Piper finally challenged.

Frederick crawled onto the bed, a feral expression on his face as he straddled Piper and grabbed Vanessa's hips, driving his cock into her without a second thought, desperately humping at her. He had mounted her, using Piper's belly like an altar upon which to breed his wife. It would only be a few moments before he deposited his first virile load into her, not that it would slow him down at all. His overflowing balls sure to fill his wife and spill the rest all over Piper's belly, making quite the mess.

Piper pressed her muzzle to Vanessa's, pushing her tongue inside, free to explore the smaller bunnies mouth and throat as several feet of it pushed into her, to the horny rabbits surprise.

At the same time, another tendril was sliding forth out of Piper, wrapping around the males thigh before pushing into his ass, the added sensation only driving him to pound into his wife harder.

Piper meanwhile was moaning quite liberally now, the tentacles that were coming out of her wriggling around inside of her, filling her with pleasure. If her eyes still had pupils, they would be rolling into the back of her head right now.

The trio would hold this position for quite some time and many orgasm's between them before Piper forced them to switch it up. The entire breeding session was certain to last the entire night, the couple would be exhausted come morning, but Piper no longer needed base things like sleep, she would be ready to continue assisting the rest of the village with their every need and desire...