Transformations: The New Normal Ch. 02

Agnes felt liquid dripping from her pussy - had she peed? And her nipples, they were wet. She was...

She opened her eyes and watched the jets of white milk erupt from her nipples. "Aiggh!"

Every muscle in her body had tensed and every nerve was firing - the orgasm rocked her to her very soul.

She looked up into Cathy's eyes.

The witch was smiling. "It's not wrong. It's not wicked. It's what life is supposed to be." Then she kissed Agnes.

Agnes felt herself melt. Then she moaned into the kiss, taking Cathy's tongue as it darted into her mouth.

It was pure love and passion and oh, why did she resist?

She felt the spreader bar being removed from her ankles. The vibrator was removed.

Cathy stepped back.

A naked agent took her place. He put his hands on her thighs and lifted them to his waist. "May I?" He asked.

She felt the big cock against her pussy. "Yes," she moaned as she kissed him.

He slid deep inside her and she locked her legs around his waist.

He began to steadily thrust in and out of her.

Cathy stepped back. She turned toward the parapet. "Come down. There's nothing to be afraid of."

***

The limousine rolled through the nearly empty streets.

Cathy and Tracy sat in the back. Tracy leaned against her.

"Do you ever think what you're doing is wrong?" Tracy asked.

Cathy smiled and held her. "Everyday."

"I... They were nuns, Cathy."

"Yes, and I feel less guilt over what I just did than over many of the things I've done."

"You changed them. You made them into whores..."

"For the most part, I simply freed them of their false morality, Tracy. The seeds of what they became were always within them. I think it is immoral to tell a woman, or anyone for that matter, that their path to salvation is through chastity. It isn't natural."

"There's nothing natural about what you just did to them," Tracy whispered.

Cathy guided her head down to her lap. She stroked her blonde hair and undid the tight ponytails. "I think Margaret and Inez and now even Agnes would disagree."

"How much of that was them and how much was you?"

Cathy smiled. "How much of what you are now is you and how much is me?"

"It's all me... I mean, I guess I was coerced but..."

"But?"

Tracy sighed. "I'm a twisted freak. I think I was before I ever met you."

Cathy laughed. "Poor Tracy, she thinks she's a freak." Cathy leaned down and kissed her cheek. "You're not a freak, my love. We all want the things you and I have become. Most of us, you included, simply didn't think it was allowed. That's all we've done for the good sisters - we showed them the only ones standing in their way was themselves."

Tracy kissed Cathy's abs through the latex. "I guess."

"Are you happy?"

"I'm scared shitless."

Cathy nodded. "Yes, but are you happy?"

She looked up at Cathy. "Yes. Yes, I am."

"Is that worth being scared shitless?"

Tracy nodded. "Yeah, I think it is. Are you really in love with me, Cathy?"

Cathy smiled at her. "Yes, Tracy, I'm really in love with you."

"Why?"

"What?"

"Why are you in love with me? What's special about me? I mean other than the fact that you can't get inside my head and you turned me into a walking sex doll..."

Cathy laughed out loud. "Your immunity makes me want to protect you. It doesn't make me love you. Your looks... Mmm... they fill me with lust. I won't deny that... but lust, no matter what the Church of Morpheus tells you? That's not love."

Tracy looked up at her. "Then what?"

Cathy stroked her hair. "You. Your spirit. Your personality. Everything about you, Tracy. I know I am supposed to be with you. I know I am supposed to take you back to my coven. And I know that they are going to love you the same as I do, Tracy. Forever. Limitless, unconditional love."

Tracy raised up and faced her. "Cathy? That scares me. I'm still... human. And what you are describing is so beautiful and, at the same time? Terrifying."

"It's okay to be afraid, Tracy. It truly is. But now it's your turn: do you love me?"

Tracy sighed. "I..." She threw her arms around Cathy. "I think I am, Cathy. I think I'm in love with you... I don't know how or why but... yes, I love you, Cathy."

Cathy kissed her and lowered Tracy's head back to her lap. "Good. I'll take that."

Tracy snuggled against her. "Are we going back to the room now?"

"A room, yes. Not Hecate's - the less we see of her the better. I don't want her testing you."

"Won't she wonder where we are?"

"Not likely. She's in full general mode. She's in her glory. She just needs to fuck every few days - Religious Caste are always so serious."

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