How best to drown this cute nun's soul in pleasure? To profane her worship, turn it to yourself… Not that you really care if you're worshipped that way. You'll admit that the image of Heavenly Testament, on her knees, in service to you and you alone, prostrating herself before you with all the devoutness of a wizened monk at prayer…

… Ooh, that's just a lovely mental image~! You'll have to do something like that with her once she's totally corrupted. Or even partially corrupted! Maybe try to get her to lay off the religious sauce after she's been turned to the dark side though, you really don't want her to try to convert people to worship you forcibly. That always ends badly.

You've seen people do the cult thing before. It always ends up devolving into such a nightmare. You don't like nightmares!

You just want to have fun all the time with your loves and your cute pets~!

And you don't want to have to keep handing down a whole lot of unfun rules most of the time like the old fogeys who still run these churches! Like, gosh, the stifling influence of the old faiths are still extant even in the Church of the Goddess!

How uncute! Poor Heavenly Testament has developed such outmoded views about sex and intimacy because of this! It's a travesty of justice for a cute girl not to embrace her lewdness, and you can tell just by looking at her that this girl is lewd.

You can smell her lewdness dripping off of her. Hear it in the way she's constantly shifting position to try and stimulate herself. In her adorable unconscious pants as lust rages away in her body, steadily fries her mind. You can almost taste the bitter taste of her secretions as she ruins her panties, soaking them with her arousal. You can feel your lovely corruptive essence working on this sheltered girl, opening her up to a whole new world of rapturous experiences…

So enough of this nonsense, you say! It's time you redefined 'sin' in Heavenly Testament's cute, easily manipulated mind! Time to upend her worldview.

Hmm… Ah, you've got it!

"Child of the goddess, hear my words and listen well," you whisper, taking on the tones of a sage priestess. Hee~! You've always wanted to play the part of the cute, sexy tempter~! "Child of the goddess, do you know what the root of all sin truly is?"

"N – No?" Heavenly Testament whimpers from across the screen.

"The old faiths would have you believe that the three root sins are pride, vanity, and sensuality," you intone, your eyes glowing as you channel just a hint of essence into your throat. "The new faiths would have you believe that the root sin of humanity in this age is idleness. Sloth. But the true root of all sin comes from… Selfishness."

"… Selfishness?"

"Blessed is the man who sacrifices for his brother; blessed are the Saints, for they sacrifice for us all," you reply. "Selfishness is where evil truly begins. When one man hoards where other men starve; when men and women starve while their supposed betters feast. The root of all sin is selfishness… And selfishness arises when you bring harm to those who do not deserve it."

"I'm listening…!" Heavenly Testament says.

"Hear me, child of the Goddess. You dream, yes, but this is not inherently sinful. Dreams are not sinful, as you cannot control them. They are merely extensions of your inherent desires. And desire, too, is not inherently sinful unless you were to act upon a selfish desire. And a desire would only be a selfish thing… If the other side did not also embrace that desire. Would not also enjoy it."

You lick your lips now, and start letting your sweet pheromones seep into the air. In mere moments, the booth fills with your scent. If she were in a less crazed state of mind, you'd worry that Heavenly Testament might recognize your smell, but as it stands?

Yeah, she's totally out of it right now. Her adorable mind is just… Open to all kinds of lovely suggestions~!

Like this one!

"Child of the Goddess, think now about this girl you so desire," you whisper, doing your best to suppress the smirk that wants to creep onto your face. As much as you'd like to be smug right now? You've got a role to play~! "Think about the way she looks, the cast of her face. Envision her perfectly in your mind. Her posture, her expression. Even her scent perhaps…"

Heavenly Testament shudders. You grin as your nose picks up on a sudden sharp scent emanating from the other side of the screen. Did she just… Orgasm lightly at the mere thought of you? At the mere smell of your pheromones? My, my~! Exactly what kind of lurid dreams has this nun been having~?

"Hwah…" Heavenly Testament breathes out, images of you dancing about incide her head. "Smells so nice…"

"Tell me now, honestly, child of the Goddess. Would this girl you envision be more hurt if you called her and acted on your feelings towards her… Or if you didn't?" You finish.

"…" Heavenly Testament stays silent now, moisture continuing to drip down her inner thighs. Suddenly she stands. You can hear from the way her shoes click against the floor that her gait's uneven, her footing's unsteady. But still she stands.

"I understand now, voice of the Goddess!" Heavenly Testament manages to get out. "T – Thank you!"

"Do not thank me. Convey your blessings to the Goddess and her Saints, as always… And perhaps a small donation to the church as you leave, so that we may continue to spread Her word," you decide to tack on.

… Might be laying it on a bit thick toward the end.

Eh, it'll be alright~!

You listen, listen as Heavenly Testament gets out of the confessional box and quickly scurries out the church.

Then you hear your phone ping. You glance down, check your text messages…

HT: This is Heavenly Testament? You took my first… My first selfie?

HT: Sorry I haven't called earlier! I had to… Think some things through!

HT: I'd like to meet up? If that's all right? There's something I want to tell you!

Hee~! Baited her! Hook, line, and sinker. You decide… To leave this nun on read for now. There's something else you want to do first~!

You languidly stretch, get out of your own seat in the booth… And quickly run around to check the other booth's seat. Then you smirk.

Because there is a small puddle of Heavenly Testament's juices pooling on the surface of that small wooden chair. The armrests are actually a little warped from where she'd been gripping onto them, desperately trying to curb her overwhelming desires.

You reach down, idly trailing a finger through the still-warm remnants of Heavenly Testament's arousal, and proceed to pop that finger in your mouth to give yourself a good sample of what she tastes like. Mmh~! Sour, salty, pure. Delectable~!

Honestly, you don't want to bother with waiting around anymore. You're pretty sure you've got Heavenly Testament so primed; she might try forcing herself on you the next time she sees you. Which could be fun~! A bit of roleplay to spice things up.

A fun way to watch this nun fall into the pits of despair, as sanity asserts itself within her mind, as she looks at your blissed-out body, then back down at herself, and the stark realization of what she'd just done overtakes her. Oh, how she'd just shatter at that moment. And there you'd be, to pick up the pieces...

… Of course, you could always continue to tease her. Promise her a meetup in a week or two, and see just how much the essence you've imbued into her innocent body begins to corrode at her will. Let her stew in her own juices, let her continue to constantly think about you, putting her on edge until the moment you appear to her in person again…

Hmm…

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