"Tell me Pastor... what are your desires that you haven't been able to fulfill since you took the road of the pious man?" Ty asked the man who cowered behind the altar, afraid of what might happen to him in the house of the Lord he served so diligently.
The pastor looked at the large and imposing demon that Ty was with a great deal of confusion. "I'm not sure about what you mean, demon! Foul beast, you fallen angel from heaven! My desires have always been to be a good servant... to serve the Lord God with every fiber of my being!" He said as he stood up with a level of pride, his chest puffing up as he tried to appear stronger in general to the demon.
"So... there are some sinful embers that burn within you!" Ty said as he breathed in deeply as he moved closer to the altar. "Is that Pride that I smell?" Ty said with a grin, "I can definitely work with this! There's fiery defiance within you!" He said, rubbing his clawed hands together sinisterly, taking in another deep breath, "oh... and quite a bit of repressed lust as well!"
"What?! No... y-you're wrong!" The priest said as his voice cracked.
Ty grinned in glee, "You must be joking... your stutter is a dead give away for what you lie about, what you try to hide. What's your lustful pleasure priest? Perhaps little boys for you to corrupt and taint with your pecker... hmm?" Ty chided and prodded away at the human male.
"No! Absolutely not! Children are sacred and I'd never do such a thing to the innocent!" He said firmly, defiantly, making it very clear children weren't his vice.
"Hmm... is it men then? Big, burly, hairy manly men with a fat cock to put between your lips and your asscheeks then?" Ty prodded, trying to get a reaction.
"Wait... w-what...?! No!" He said, trying to be firm, but at the same time, his resolve and sheepish answering was enough information for Ty to know the truth.
"Ahhh... so we have our answer then! Big, burly, brutish men are what you're after then! Well... I think I have the perfect solution!" Ty said with a devious grin as several werewolves walked in and Xander, the biggest bull... the Alpha of the pack, stood there in front of them all.
"Xander, my prized Alpha werewolf... the priest here is thirsty. Think you could help the lust-ridden priest out and quench his thirst?" Ty asked with a grin as he noticed the priest eying the throbbing cock that bounced gently with every heartbeat and thick pre beaded at the slit of the fat mushroom shaped cock head.
The werewolf looked at Ty grinning, enjoying the idea of it all, and simply nodded. "Yes my Lord, I can definitely do that! Is he to become a new pup or is he destined for greater things?" The werewolf asked as the priest didn't pay attention to anything but the thick throbbing member swinging between the priest's legs.
"You know... I haven't really given it any thought, to be honest. I was just looking forward to watching the father take a big ol' fat cock like yours. It would have to say it depends on the job that he does. What do you think?" Ty posed with a sinister grin on his demonic face.
"Oh yeah... I think that's a great idea..." Xander said with the priest on his knees, "Let's see how good of a job he does and see if he is qualified for the rank of pup or the rank of something greater among my kin." Xander said, gently caressing his meat, grazing it lightly with his sharp, black claws to continue to be aroused.
The priest thought about moving, his lust getting the better of him and wanting desperately to move forward, but he wasn't certain of what he should do. He was in the house of the Lord, the very place the foul demon that Ty was, was trying to corrupt and desanctify it. At the same time, the father's desires were becoming greater and greater, needier and needier by the moment... without reprieve as Ty's influence as well as Xander's was driving him to think less and less about the pulpit and his duties while thinking how much he wanted what was right in front of him. Would he take it upon himself to suck the fat log or would he fight himself and refrain? He had a hunch that if he didn't do it himself, he'd be forced to and the Lord only knew what that path would bring. On the other hand... if he did take it upon himself... perhaps better things would come his way?