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Harper stared at the gold statue behind the altar; a woman being grabbed by a winged and shapeless figure. The woman was being pulled into the shapeless thing. She seemed almost happy to be taken by it. It's an angel, is what people have told her. They love to make humans swarm around them like bees to a queen. Spending three years investigating the Path of Angel's Embrace, the brunette reporter failed to find anything to tie them directly to any illegal activities. She clutched her phone tightly in her jacket pocket. She's there alone and needs some answers. It would land her a bonus for sure. Cults popped up like zits in Petticoat. Where one falls, another rises in their place. People place bets on which ones will last the longest and which will fade into nothing. So far, The Embrace hasn't met with the same fate yet. Everyone is watching the group, eagerly waiting for them to crash and burn like so many others. Harper has the matches in her hand; she just needs to find the fuse on this powder keg of lies.

"Blessed morning, my child" Mother Bertha, A senior member of the Embrace. Wearing the typical garment expected of a religious faction. A robe of black silk and gold markings with a veil on her head. Harper felt an odd twinge at the back of her mind looking at this woman. She thought for a mere second how beautiful she was before the task at hand sprang forward to the front of her mind. "You must be Harper? I'm Mother Bertha. We are so happy to see a new member joining our flock." She smiled at Harper which made the younger woman's heart jump. She blinked and shook her head then offered Bertha a handshake.

"Uh, yeah. I've heard you've been getting popular as of late, so I wanted to come by and see what the hoopla was all about." She snuck a hand into her pocket and hit record on her phone. It's time to get serious. "I hope you don't mind a few questions before I really join." She points at the statue. "So, who do we worship exactly? I haven't seen anyone that looked like that. Angels don't have physical bodies so it could be anyone." She turned to Bertha who wore a face of concern. It told Harper she was on the right track." Bertha says nothing as she walks over to the altar, lights a few candles, and places her hands together for a prayer. Harper smirked, taking out her phone and holding it behind her back. "So, I was right? You're worshipping the wrong angel. I can only imagine what their master's will say to this. Now give me a name." She tried to call the police. The line repeatedly disconnected just after the first ring. Harper growled, aggressively tapping away at her phone. Bertha continued to pray, ignoring the reporter while smoke from the candles filled the air. Harper groaned when the smell hit her nose. She covered her mouth and looked at the altar. She watched the smoke swirling around the statue; the hands holding started to move. Slowly they reached up grabbing the woman and pulling her down. Harper gasped, feeling a cold numbness in her feet. Her eyes shot up and focused on its face. It was blank when she first arrived, blank and shapeless. Now it had her fact. The statue was her. Harper's body told her to run, to get away but she remained in that same spot. Unmoving and growing number as the statue was dragged down into the abyss. Harper groaned, falling to her knees. The cold reached up past her hips and left an empty feeling at her core.

What is happening to me? Is the angel here?

Harper frantically pushed her body to move, to no avail. The numbness grabbed her chest and made her exhale. Her body deflated like a balloon, dropping her phone on the floor. Every muscle that tensed up from her fear instantly relaxed as her mind was slowly taken over next. The numbness shoved her thoughts to the side, weighed down her ability to think, and left her a hollow shell on the floor. Bertha was still praying before she smiled up at her idol.

"Thank you, Blessed Rei." She turned back at Harper and walked over to her. She picks up Harper's phone and deletes the recording. "Harper?" Harper groaned out a response. You couldn't make out what she said. "Harper, I need you to wake up now. Rei has accepted you into the fold and now we can begin then indoctrination ceremony." Bertha sounded so happy. She smiled from ear to ear and grabbed Harper by the chain. "Wake up, Harper. Breath in the smoke and accept Rei's teachings. The ways of eternal love and joy."

"Joy?" Harper's eyes fluttered around as she takes a deep breath. The smoke filled her lungs and left her feeling more of a void then before. She whined and shook her head. "I don't like this. Make it stop!" She begged, wanting to get away from this. She had no idea why this scared the hell out of her. Bertha takes the woman's hand, helping her stand up. Her legs were still shaky and wobbling like wet pasta.

"Are you feeling empty? A void swallowing up your core?" Harper looked at her and nodded. "I had that same feeling once. Like nothing would have ever filled the hollow space that took root inside of me. That was," She smiled at the idol. "I found Rei, Angel of desire and domination. She has helped me find my place and my path to enlightenment." She pulls Harper down a small hallway off the side of the chapel. Harper's eyes were glued on the decorations carved into the walls. Bodies twisted together and melting together in a sea of passion. "We give our bodies in service to Rei, spreading his love and welcoming new members into our fold."

"His love, but you said Rei was a woman, didn't you?" The confusion on Harper's face gave Bertha a bit of pleasure.

"I did. Rei doesn't have a single form as we do. Rei can be a man or woman to give their blessing. We are vessels to receive their love." Bertha removed her gown, leaving her veil on. She wore sexy lingerie, black heels, stockings with a gold garter belt. Harper's eyes widen at the woman. Now the truth was coming out. Sex cults weren't new and often burned out as fast as they show up. The Embrace has been here for a few years, and it was getting bigger. She jumped when a door opened, and three dragons walked in, each one dressed in flowing fabrics that hid nothing. Harper found herself staring that the men, seeing their cocks bouncing around. One ripped and rugged like a bodybuilder with brass scales, a hefty one with a round gut and chocolate brown, the final dragon looked like a woman with dark blue scales and messy white hair. Bertha kneeled to the floor and looked up at them. "They are the acolytes. They are here to give us Rei's love. She acts through them and gives us a reason to exist." The hefty dragon walked over to Bertha and smiled at her as he whipped out his cock. Bertha moaned as she licked and suckled on the head. Harper blushed heavily, pushing herself back on the wall as the other two came over and grabbed her hands. Bertha looked Harper in the eye before she took the dragon's whole length down her throat. Harper felt a lump in her throat, watching her. Seeing who was supposed to be a holy woman act like this. Still, she knew what was coming but the void was feeling worse by the second. She felt like she would cave in at any second. The other dragons grabbed her hands and slipped them down below. Harper nearly screamed feeling two cocks instead of a vagina on the woman. She tried to pull away, but they kept a firm grip on her. Someone's tail pushed the back of her knees to make her fall to the floor. Harper was now eye level with the dicks and Bertha pulled away gasping. She grabbed the cock had been sucking on and looked at Harper. "We are the vessels to receive Rei's love. We need to be shown our place. This is where belong." Harper didn't have a chance to reply before someone shoved a shaft in her mouth. The void inside her started to fill itself in with every stroke. Harper moaned, taking it in as best as she could and tasting the other to see if they affected her differently. No, it was the same result. The longer she slobbered on them, the more she needed to fill in the void that gripped her soul. She went as far as to lick and suck on someone's ball sack. It tasted so odd, but it was addicting. She couldn't stop when they stripped her down and groped her in every way. A bed was pulled out from the wall and the women were taken over to it, forced to get on their hands and knees while the shemale took up a spot between them. Harper reached out to grab her cock before she felt someone intruding from behind. Mister brass took the chance to shive his cock in her pussy and it left Harper with an overwhelming feeling of relief. She moaned and melted on the bed, her ass still up in the air while the dragon took his time fucking her silly. The hefty one was already deep inside Bertha while she giggled and bit her lip back at him. "Yes, fuck your devoted slut. Use my body as Rei decreed."

"Oh, we will." The shemale grabbed Bertha's head and made her cock her cock while Harper watched with fogged over eyes. She didn't see anything but her intended purpose. The shemale grinned at her and grabbed Harper by the chin. "My name is Jazhlyn, Head breeder of our order and the one who will be showing you how things are done here. The big guy behind you is your caretaker. He'll be the one who tells you were to go and what do when we call on you to serve Rei." He growled and slapped Harper's ass, making her scream a bit. She was so lost in the feelings her body started to push back against him. "That's it. Confess your desire and accept your place. You're a sacred slut to serve with your body."

"I... I am a sacred slut!" She screamed and braced herself up, her body jerking back and forth, savoring every inch of the dragon inside her. Every stroke burned the words Jazhlyn spoke.

"That's right. You're meant to bow down and submit like a good bitch." Jazhlyn made Harper take a turn on her cock. The men were content fucking the women until they were both on the bed, panting and groaning messes on the bed. Harper was on her back with the brass dragon on top, her legs pinned to her shoulders. "See how easily you can hold this position? This allows our breeders and anyone else to spill their seed into your womb. So young and fertile, wasting that time working for a newspaper not worth the paper its printed on." Jazhlyn giggled, using Harper's mouth again while Brass was nearing his limit, ready to seed the woman. "Oooh, yes. Sluts are born to bare children and serve our deity with their flesh. So many people fear this act because of how easily it can take over your life. We should embrace it. Embrace that part of us that says to devote ourselves to this. You and Bertha are sluts at our command. Obey, sleep and repeat. This is your new life, welcome to the flock, little slut!" Jazhlyn declared as Harper felt the warmth inside her here. The dragon pushed his cock in as far as he could. His seed ensnaring Harper and leaving a mark on her skin. The idol from the chapel appeared on her skin. Jazhlyn grins, pulling away and spraying her cum all over the woman's face. "Give her another taste before she leaves. We need to make sure it took hold."

"Got it." The men remained, taking turns to fuck Bertha and Harper. Harper became less of the woman she was when she came to this place and now the new personality would be running her life. What is the mission of the Embrace? No one has ever came near the place and returned home the same.