Father Riley was greatly concerned by the wild claims this man was making and he feared for the man's mental state. "Is that a threat?" Father Riley couldn't resist asking.
"It is a promise."
The air was still and in that moment Father Riley knew that something was wrong, that no matter what he said or did a horrible event was about to occur. The priest could feel it on his skin as it prickled unpleasantly and his stomach turned. Then every nerve in his body was shouting for him to get out and he threw the door open and tossed himself out to watch as a too big fist broke through the dividing screen and a clawed hand closed where his throat had been moments before. Calling a quick prayer even as he clumsily landed on his side and tried to recover from this turn of events. Seeing his escape the monster opened up the door to the confessional and stepped slowly and with menace toward the priest. Father Riley scrambled backward looking for some means to protect himself but nothing looked up to the task to what he was facing here. He only had one avenue left and he prostrated himself on the ground his voice raised in supplication. The demon was amused at first thinking the words were for him and how pitiful for this man to beg as his words had no effect on his heart. Then the Corrupter realized that the atmosphere in the chapel was becoming stifling and the light coming through the stain glass windows was getting a little too bright and the lights were glaring. With a curse he kicked at the priest and screamed in pain as the man's faith reacted with the contact as the skin cracked and blood dripped on to the floor. The priest was thrown across the room to hit a pew as the wind was driven from his lungs and his prayer ceased.
The lights had returned to normal and Jim was back in control of the situation. The priest didn't know how close he had come to revealing the Corrupter to the heavenly hosts as well as giving him an injury that would take a few days to heal. Jim wanted to kill him but he also respected the fact that he had put up a greater fight then a member of the heavenly host. There was a reason why God cared so much for the souls of these mortals, especially those he had as leaders. Jim would have to be more cautious next time.
Father Riley placed a hand against his ribs and wanted to groan at the dull pain that turned sharp from the pressure of his hand. He probably had a couple broken ribs, he'd need to go to the hospital, if he managed to get out of this. Maybe he'd even see that nurse at the front desk that always had a smile for him. What was her name again? Father Riley's wandering thoughts were brought back in to focus as the demon moved to him now with a noticeable limp as black blood seeped from a wound that hadn't been there before. Had he done that? But how?
"You put up a good fight but in the end your still mine to do with as I please and I have something perfect for you."
Father Riley gasped as the demon began tearing off his clothes till only tattered rags lay at his feet. He was in to much pain to put up resistance as the grabbed his wrists and held him in the air so that he dangled. Things had been so hectic that Father Riley could only now take in the fact that the demon was a giant with a muscular body with dusky red skin and eyes that shone and a mouth that seemed to have fangs instead of incisors. It was wearing a black cape and nothing else, like some streaker, and so Father Riley could easily see the large erect dick and tail that swayed side to side as glistening fluid flowed out the tip. Struggling for breath he managed one last desperate plea, "Please God, save me."
Jim wanted to curse as the man's faith and priesthood burned the hand touching him but he could not show weakness. Not when he was so close. "God can't help you." and faced with the situation and those words Father Riley doubted and the burning stopped. Jim had worried what would happen at this point if he'd tried to turn him when he was so firmly in God's hand. Letting his pleasure show he lowered the priest to the ground and laid him out on his stomach and kneel down on top of him, lightly rubbing his dick along the curve of Riley's ass. Letting the tension build before forcing himself in the priest cried out in pain and struggled weakly. Jim started to pull out before going in again, further and harder. Riley was panting from the pain as his anus was plunged over and over and he didn't think it was going to stop when a strong pressure built up and exploded into him. Riley was weeping as the demon released his arms and got off him, finally removing his dick from Riley. His feelings of disgrace, sorrow, pain, humiliation, betrayal, anger, hurt, disgust, and shock were overwhelming and the Corrupter's dark seed found fertile ground as it began changing the former priest. His old body became as young as a man in his prime, gray hair turning a midnight black and skin turned a healthy bronze color. He licked his lips with a tongue that had also turned black and his penis split down the middle to become two separate members with their own ball sacks the hair around his loins thick. His body healed the damage he had sustained before and able to breath he bowed to the Corrupter. "What does my Master desire of me?"
"I want you to continue your work at this place and send your most faithful members of your congregation to me and subtly corrupt the rest with your talented tongue. You should find it able to be very convincing to those who hear it." Jim said.
"Yes my Master and if I may?" Riley had a look in his eyes as he lustfully gazed upon the demon cock that had transformed him, still erect.
"Of course, gather what ever man catches your fancy and do as you please to them." I still have other business to take of. Jim thought as he limped out of the church and sought a place to wait as his injury healed.