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"Good morning, Priest Ain!"
"Look at these splendid sweet potatoes someone gave me. Please look forward to dinner tonight."
"Oh dear, there's a stain on your clothes. Just hold still for a moment, please."
My recent plan appears to have been incredibly effective.
She was already a diligent, devoted nun from the start, but lately, she has gone out of her way even more to take care of me.
Under the influence of hypnosis, she gazes at me whenever she gets a chance, but whereas before she seemed puzzled by why she couldn't help but stare, now her eyes brim with clear affection.
I might be imagining things, but her skin also seems to have a healthier glow, and her lips appear fuller and more vibrant. It's fascinating how women tend to become more beautiful when they fall in love.
As she cleaned my clothes, I gazed at her discreetly.
She tended to get so close that it was hard not to wonder if it was really necessary, but there was nothing I could do about it. Her soft curves pressed firmly against me as she worked.
In our previous interactions, whenever we accidentally touched like this, she would turn bright red and flee as though stung. But now, it seemed more like she was deliberately pushing herself up against me.
Feeling her ample flesh through my clothing sent heat coursing down south, but all I could do was endure it silently.
Sure, she had become much more flirtatious lately, but it still wasn't time yet. At best, these were the actions of a high school girl trying to seduce someone by playing up her allure to the max.
What I wanted from her was behavior devoid of ethics or reason.
"All clean!"
"Oh, thank you."
"Mm... Yes!" She looks up at me with a perfect smile to report her progress, and as I gently stroke her hair, her eyes soften like those of a dog being petted by its beloved owner.
But after stroking her head for far too long to be appropriate between a priest and his Sister, she begins gazing at me with a certain longing, though naturally, I fail to notice anything unusual about it.
I mean, I'm just a serious, devout priest, after all!
"Well then, shall we go greet the townspeople?"
"Oh..."
"Is something wrong?"
"No—no, not at all! Just give me a moment to prepare!"
As I pull away from her, she lets out a wistful sigh.
Honestly, even if this girl uses her body as a weapon to charm men, she still seems more interested in simply getting close than anything else. And frankly, that's not enough to make me want to declare my feelings yet.
Not that I don't want to stay near her, hold her tight, or even push her down onto the bed—I do—but I manage to restrain myself.
The devil whispers that it might be time to change my plans, but the angel admonishes me: No, living true to your desires is what life's all about! Honestly, they're both demons.
And so, as usual, I carry out my duties as a priest throughout the day.
Knock, knock.
Late at night.
A small, hesitant knocking echoes softly outside my room. It sounds less like someone alerting its occupant and more like someone hoping not to be noticed.
I've been staying up late for several days now, anticipating some kind of movement, so when this finally happens, I mentally pump my fist in victory while deliberately ignoring the knocks.
"...Priest Ain?"
It isn't a thief who enters.
Maria timidly steps inside, clad not in her usual nun's habit but in loose, monk-like pajamas. The moonlit night in this other world, aided by countless stars, turns out to be surprisingly bright.
Once my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I could see perfectly fine.
"Father Ain... Are you asleep? ...Are you awake?"
She whispered several times, checking if I was really snoozing.
Earlier, I had told her that once I fell asleep, I wouldn't wake up until morning and that I tended to thrash around quite a bit while unconscious. As proof, I shared some amusing anecdotes about how my friends back in the royal capital used to prank me during the night.
Maria paced nervously for a moment but eventually seemed to make up her mind as she circled around to stand at the foot of my bed.
"Please forgive me... Please pardon this foolish, despicable sinner."
As Maria prayed earnestly, even dressed only in her nightgown, she embodied a magnificent Sister.
A pure maiden, an apostle of the divine, untainted by any impurities...
Her next action was to pull away the blanket covering me.
My nightshirt is also a monk's habit, like hers. In other words, if I lift it just slightly, my body will be exposed—whoa. And I definitely don't want to see any whooas from a guy...
"Gulp..." ♡
During the day, she seemed to have gotten better at managing her desires based on her mistaken affection for me.
Instead of mindlessly approaching and succumbing to her urges until she became dazed, she had started acting more faithfully according to different desires while still controlling herself better. Perhaps her desire to be liked outweighed her sexual longing.
But if someone were to ask whether her lust had vanished entirely, that would be impossible. In fact, her desires only grew stronger with each passing day.
And here we are now.
The moment she caught sight of me in my underwear, she became fixated on my crotch area.
Her breaths heated up, without even trying to hide them. It was as if all her previous fear of waking me had disappeared altogether.
Thanks to that, I can keep one eye open and observe her closely.
"It's all your fault... Father... Yooouuu♡"
For once, instead of blaming herself for getting so obsessed with my scent while doing laundry, she's pointing the finger at me.
Nice! Nice! She's actually trying to pin it on someone else. Sweet little Maria is finally laying the blame for her actions on another person.
Her hand reaches down toward my underwear.
As she struggles to remove them, I'm pretty sure—even if only in my imagination—that I lift my hips slightly to help her along. But she doesn't notice; she's too absorbed in what she's doing.
"Ahhhhh♡♡"
She inhales deeply, taking in my scent.
With a flop, my manhood springs free into the open air.
It may be a holy sword bestowed upon me by the goddess, but even then, its size is still within reasonable limits (by common sense standards).
When I first heard that even my cock's size could attract fate's attention, I was pretty flabbergasted. Sure, I'd always fantasized about having an extra-huge member, but at over eight inches long and plenty thick to boot, it was already more than satisfactory. No complaints here.
Since Cleanliness Month is still ongoing, I've been making sure to wash myself thoroughly every day.
I haven't jerked off before bed lately, either, so my dick should be relatively clean by this point.
Still, for someone seeking scents like she does, it must seem like a glorious treasure trove. After all, it's the source of such potent aromas.
"Haaa... Haaaa... Haah... Haa!" Having inserted her body between my legs when removing my underwear, Maria now pants heavily on top of my crotch.
Her expression carries a dangerous aura, like a carnivore who has finally captured its prey after a long wait.
"...Heh-heh♡... Innnnnnnn!" With a lewd grin I've never seen from her before, she takes a deep breath.
At this point, pretending to be asleep is just getting painful.
"Oooh... Oooooh... Oooooooohhh... Ohh... So smellyyy..."
Even that little bit makes her tremble all over.
It doesn't seem like she's reaching orgasm, but maybe she's overwhelmed? By sniffing my dick?
"This penis smells so bad ♡♡ Mr. Priest, I'm baaaad... It's so baaddd... ♡ Ahh... Smells... So smelly... ♡ That's not good, you knooow... ♡ Too much... You haven't been washing properly, have yooouuu... ♡♡"
I do wash!
In fact, I scrub myself extra diligently to avoid leaving any odors on my underwear.
So thoroughly that the sensation of cleaning almost makes me ejaculate during masturbation, which depresses me no end.
"I looove it! Mr. Priest, I love you! Love-love-loveee! So smelly... Ahh... Nnnngh... Haaah... Aaahn... So smelly... No! No, no, no... This absolutely won't do!"
Sure enough, she leaves some space between my face and cock.
Even after going this far, is she still feeling moral disgust at the thought of looking me directly in the eye?
But now, my balls are swelling to bursting point.
Though there's some distance between us, a beautiful girl is sniffing my crotch from extremely close proximity. And with every breath she takes...
"Fwoooo... Ohhhhhh!"
I can't help getting aroused.
My rapidly expanding member grows more impressive by the second, its magnificent glans already beginning to rise proudly.
As it stretches upward toward the ceiling, it resembles a bamboo stalk crying out to the heavens.
The hotter I get, the stronger my scent becomes.
Drawn in, her nose twitches as she tries to take in even more of the aroma.
"What is this? ♡ What is this? ♡ I don't know! ♡ I've never seen a penis like this before! ♡ Amazing! ♡ It smells! ♡ Aaahh! ♡ Smells so much! ♡ So big! ♡ So smelly! ♡ This is terribleee!" ♡
Since Maria has no siblings or parents, the only other time she'd ever seen a manhood was probably when she was very young, glimpsing that of the elderly priest. From what I hear, he was quite well-endowed, but nonetheless, those must have been distant childhood memories for her.
Living out in the country, she may have caught glimpses of naked men by rivers and such before, but surely none of them were stupid enough to be erect at those times. So this might very well be her first time seeing one standing at attention.
"Is that gonna fit? Inside a woman...? No way! It's too much♡ Ahh...haah...haaah...it won't fit♡ That thing will never go iiiiin♡nnn! Smells bad, though♡ Aaaah♡ Oh, gross...soooo nasty♡♡"
Thanks to my odor-related hypnotic spell, any other thoughts are suppressed beneath the smell.
Now that I'm fully aroused, I want even stronger stimulation, but it's not quite time for me to make a move yet.
Above all else, above everything, she has to take the initiative first.
Perhaps my wish reaches the heavens after all.
Thank you, Goddess!
"Haaa...haaah...haaah...just a little more... Just a littttle bit morrrre..."
Touch.
Her nose grazed my cock.
I can't hold back anymore.
"Fgyaaaa?!"
As she frantically buries her face in my crotch, sniffing desperately, I wrap my legs around her neck and pull Maria closer still.