Despite what she experienced that day, the nun never told her story to anyone. Instead, she zealously took to caring for the old church, spending more time alone there than with the people of the town. And every day, she retreated to the basement to worship her new god.

An orgasm ripped through her body, though she did not know it as such. A fountain of squirt covered the fly's face. It eagerly drank up every drop, and once the nun was sucked clean it disappeared back into the darkness, both hungers fulfilled. Finally free, the nun crawled out from the hole.

Soon the animal came to its limit, unceremoniously spraying that cold cum into the nun's stomach. With the third orgasm it was finally fulfilled, and turned all attention towards her delicious liquids. Accidently rubbing her clit and urethra, the inexperienced nun could not hold out any longer.

From her groin a different fluid came enticing the curious fly. Unwilling to abandon her mouth, it maintained the assault as the forearms tore holes in the nun's long skirt. It soon buried its face between her legs and drank deep of her sexual fluids. It was bliss for her.

The effect on the fly was instant, it's penis stiffening and searching out the source of the warmth. Her waiting mouth soon welcomed it in and without care for her wellbeing the fly violently exploited her throat. A completely unfamiliar sensation rushed though her chaste body.

The fly's feral brain could not stand the pleasure for long, quickly unleashing another spray of it's fluids into the nuns armpit. By then the nun realized it was too stupid to know what was a pussy. Either out of pity or kindness, she opened her mouth and let a warm breath upon the beast's cock.

Its cock slid off her collarbone, then off her breast, then off her shoulder. The fly struggled to find that pleasurable friction but by accident slid into the pinned underarm. The heat must've been divine for the fly immediately began to tremble, thrusting as hard as possible into this faux pussy.

She struggled again fruitlessly. Unable to overcome the giant fly's weight, her motions simply told the beast she was still alive. Seeking heat, it pressed the penis down against her collar, where she twisted away from the grotesque member. Uncaring of her consent, the fly thrust against her again.

Alien fluid soaked the habit, dripping through to stain her skin. Soon the fly stirred, turning around atop her body. This new position allowed her to see the fly's phallus, highlighted by the dim sunlight, and finally a faint part of her realized what it was trying to do to her.

With her chast knowledge the nun could not realize the animal was using her warmth to masturbate. It's thorax throbbed against her stomach with only the thin layer of fabric protecting her. Without fanfare the fly came, spraying cold semen directly into her clothes.

It had grown large on forgotten reserves, too large to take to the air again. The fly was desperate for her body heat and crawled madly towards the nun. Her struggles could do no real damage to the beast. It hugged her tight as she protested and promptly began to eagerly rub against the fabric.